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[knightyoomyoui]

[SMUT] TWICE Dahyun x Male Reader - "Conquered By An Abomination"

Here's my final one-shot for this year which is another smut fic featuring Dahyun. I want to say that I'm pretty proud and impressed at myself for being able to catch up on the 4th quarter after being too busy during July-October. This fic has got to be one of my experimental and unique works that I decided to try writing, because the concept that you're about to see here was never been done by me before, meaning that this my first-time writing it. Please understand and pardon me if this one turns out to be not suitable to the liking of some, as I feel like this might not be everyone's cup of tea. Enjoy reading and celebrate a Happy New Year with your loved ones, please!

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On Friday, November 13, astrophysicist Dr. Kim Dahyun and her research team went from Busan to Seoul to visit a location where they were tasked with conducting a comprehensive examination.

Based on radar data from their headquarters, it was seen that around midnight yesterday, an object that seems to be a fragment of an asteroid or comet crashed into the vicinity of Seoul.

Their chief professor and mentor at the research lab gave them the order to report any unusual sightings they came across there before calling the military and defense squad to seize control of the area and place it under lockdown, keeping everyone outside of the sector out.

Dahyun and her group entered the hidden area through their vehicle, bypassing the main road and making their way to the designated site. They made the decision to park close to the danger zone as they were leaving the road so they could more easily reach the astronomical devices inside.

"So what's this anomaly of yours supposed to look like?" One of her intern graduated to SNU, YN LN asked her after arranging all the panels around the van.

"It's almost the same as what we used to find from the sky, but this one was the first to do the unthinkable." Dahyun answered, wiping her eyeglasses. "The record says that it's like a small shooting star that emerged from the sky, but the impact it left when it came contact here almost triggered a mild earthquake."

"So that's why the sent us in." He responded, nodding his head understandably.

Dahyun turns her head around, acknowledging her other assistant who is testing some devices that they will equip on their hands outside. "Uhm, Minyoung excuse me for a sec will you?"

"Yes, Miss Kim?"

"Can you grab for me that gloves beside the first cabinet?" She pointed at the direction. Minyoung saw it and unhesitantly passed it to her. "Thanks."

"Are you guys good now?" She checked on her accomplices. They signalled her with a positive note. "Okay, let's take a look what they have in store for us."

After getting out of the van, they began to swing the tall leaves that were obstructing their view and path on the verdant field. They weren't even gone from their car for that far when they observed something startling.

The three researchers were welcomed with a bald area on the top portion of the field, which was produced by a big crater on the land. The leaves that were impacted by the collision scattered across the hole.

"This looks huge." YN exclaimed with a gasping mouth. "Are you all sure it's just a thin shooting star-like that appeared yesterday?"

"It is. They even presented it to me." Dahyun explained. "The anomalies here would be always associated to the geological condition here. I have a chart that describes everything we have encountered for these past few years and I've never seen anything like this that an unknown object also gave us a hard time dealing with a quake."

"We better get starting now because to be honest, this is getting really unpredictable to the minute and I couldn't understand what's going on as long as we see it ourselves." Minyoung suggested. Dahyun and YN looked at her and they were both convinced. YN planted a huge nail beside the crater and wrapped a rope around it that will serve as their handle when going down to the crater.

As the three of them made it below. They began to look around and observe deeply the surfaces. Minyoung kneels down and poked a stick on a gross material, forming a disgusted expression on her face. "Uhh guys, take a look at this."

Dahyun and YN came towards her. "Does this remind you of something?" Minyoung said as she twirled and flipped it around, almost like she's playing on it.

"Is that an eggshell?" YN asked, furrowing his brows at the black and velvet-colored thin piece swimming at a pool of gooey substance.

"Could be. Just look at the fluids around that probably came from this." Dahyun said, mentioning the slime. They garnered their eyes more at their surroundings, there were even bigger ones that what Minyoung has found and they were also mostly covered with a slime.

"Get away from that, Minyoung-ah. Don't you see how disgusting it is?!" YN scolded his friend. He started to cover his nose too with his shirt. "And do you guys smell that?"

"Yeah, it's bad." Dahyun clenched her face in dislike. "Feels like there's a rotting organ in here."

"Wait, so are we gonna conclude right away that we just discovered a cracked egg?" YN said. He scoffed and rubbed his face. "Am I correct at what I think this might mean?"

"No, YN. We're just getting started here. We are researchers we came here to finish our task and not do it in rush just because we're in an unsettling situation right now." Dahyun protested. "We don't jump into conclusions right away."

"S-sorry, Prof." YN bowed his head. "It's just.. I'm sensing something wrong in here."

"YN, let's just wish it would not happen at all. Okay?"

YN looked at Dahyun's comforting and calm demeanor. He nodded shyly. "Yes, Ms. Kim."

Snapping a few photos of the scene, Dahyun gave Minyoung and YN the order to take everything out of the van that would be necessary for them to make a report and gather any evidence that they would find here. Dahyun borrowed a tracker and used it to glide around the crater's borders while they did so.

The tracker bumped against a tall leaf, and the alarm began to sound loudly. After receiving an alert, Dahyun was perplexed as to what it had discovered. Before she caught anything, she inspected the dirt and leaves in the area.

The leaves did not have sharp, pointed ends. Rather, it appears as though the flower has grown directly onto the leaf, utilizing it as a stem or something unexplainable. Dahyun thought it was rather strange to see a flower extending through the body of the leaves itself.

She stepped back to wipe the dust off her face as the flower burst some sprinkle of nectar on her face as she reached out to touch it. She held her tracker again while she coughed, but she quickly figured out that it was unresponsive.

"There's got to be some power or equipment malfunction" Dahyun hissed on the device as she carried it. "Minyoung! YN! I need a help on-"

Dahyun was about to walk back on the van when suddenly she went out of balance and slipped through the crater. When she was about to get up, she saw the van fleeted upwards to the sky, a hole was formed on the bottom of the vehicle before it splitted in half when it crashed on the ground. Her heart shattered she heard it explode.

She wasn't devastated because of the vehicle, but because of the fact that two of her colleagues were inside that van when it exploded. "NOOOOOOOO!!!!" she shouted at the horrific sight from outside the crater.

Dahyun ran through the ropes and hurriedly climbed but she started getting drowsy and lightheaded, her body losing it sense until it managed to get her out of the grip from the rope, sending her unconscious inside the crater.

Right after she snapped out, the ground she's laying at started to flow like waves.

Dahyun woke up hours later, but not without a clue on her, as her mind was still rebooting from what happened to her earlier. Her eyes opened, and there she witnessed herself sitting in the middle of what it seems to be a cave.

She slowly risen up to her feet, her feet stumbled a bit as she felt a dull ache on her head once again. Rubbing it to ease it off atleast, Dahyun breathed deeply before returning back her attention on her current situation of getting stuck.

She couldn't find any light that would provide her to a clearer vision of everything around her. Nervous and desperate to find a route to escape, Dahyun had no other choice but to walk around and explore for a route way out.

"HELPPP!!! ANYBODY OUT THERE CAN HEAR ME?!" Dahyun pleaded as loud as she can reach on her voice. "MINYOUNG? YN? WHERE ARE-"

She paused as she recalled earlier seeing their van where her two assistants were staying in. Her emotions overtook her, releasing teardrops across her face. She also began to feel guilty, thinking that she should have ordered them to go back inside and fetch all of their equipment on her behalf.

Maybe if it wasn't for her, she wouldn't led both her friends on their own demise. Dahyun sobbed heavily as she repeated calling their names in agony.

She slammed her hand accidentally on some surface. Dahyun probably guessed it a wall where she could support herself while trailing along the cave. She took the opportunity, caressing and patting it.

However, Dahyun noticed something different. It was rough, soft, and quite sticky as she could describe. She tried to smell it, and it brought her to a familiar rotten organ smell she, Minyoung, and YN had depicted earlier.

"Huh? What is this?" Dahyun questioned herself where she is also the only one who could find the answer. With one more pat onto the strange wall, she noticed the entire area start to glow including the one where she is touching.

She roamed her eyes around, and it made her tensed to learn that she does indeed correct on her being stuck inside a cave right now, but rather everything that blocks her from the possibility of escaping is covered with unidentified type of organs.

There was a dark area on the far end just right in front of Dahyun's direction. She could swear that she had a glimpse of something that just moved there and disappeared from the shadows in a few second. "WHO'S T-THERE?!" she shouted as she started having suspicions in her mind.

Taking few steps ahead to check out what it is, a loud roar put her into halt before she was about to scream in terror. She fell on her butt and her breathing goes faster, wondering what kind of a monstrous noise she just heard.

She then saw something emerging from the drak shadows. In her utmost bewilderment and panic, an abomination has appeared in front of her, standing tall with its bulbous, humungeous and very disfigured appeareance.

It's size is like almost half of the space of the cave they're occupying, and Dahyun was in complete disbelief that the fear of YN he was trying to refer a while ago has unfortunately manifested into reality. A beast from the space or in other term made by humans ourselves, called aliens- are real in Dahyun's universe.

"D-don't come closer to me!" Dahyun tensefully said as she starts to crawl away from the monster. It blabbered some unusual noises that almost formed some inaudible words while shaking its head madly, and after that, Dahyun saw something popping out of its body.

Two slimy tentacles just came out from each sides and began crawling through Dahyun to reach each of her ankles and get wrapped. She then felt her body being dragged closer to the monster and Dahyun repeatedly yelled, begging for it to stop while tugging the tentacles with all the force she could apply to yank it off, only to end up with no effect.

As Dahyun was placed almost inches away from the gigantic alien creature, she has finally accepted her fate of being helpless and in danger. Tears filled with nothing but negative emotions streamed out of her eyes before the monster blew out some gas that has a color similar to the nectars that were sprayed on her by an infected plant earlier.

After she smelled it, she soon finds her body growing into a sense of arousal that urges her horny feelings to activate. She tried to endure it but she could swear that her skin were releasing more sweat and her pussy and her nipples are starting to become sensitive.

The tentacles must've found the lustful sensation brewing inside of her, and they took the perfect timing as one of them starts to slid through her pencil skirt and lift it up her tummy before it traces her pussy through the soaked panty. It's partner focused on her clothed breasts, bumping it and feeling its softness as it bounces.

Several more tentacles were released from the creature, but this time with various sizes and colors. Some were lighter or darker, some where thicker or thinner. The thin ones snaked through her sleeve and forcefully spreaded her top, revealing her white strapped bras containing her milky tits.

The rest then helped to remove her skirt, exposing her into half naked with her matching pair of white bra and panties. "NOOO! PLEASE, DON'T DO IT!" Dahyun pleaded until she unexpectedly released a sultry moan when a fast tentacle moves through her cheek and rubs itself on her skin.

All the tentacles starts to wrap around on her meaty thighs and slender arms in order to suspend her in mid-air. Their touch becomes even more satisfying and felt relaxing to Dahyun despite how denial the words coming out of her mouth.

Being half-naked and spreaded in front of the creature's ugly looking face, the tentacle then moved from her cheek to her lips as it continues to rub across Dahyun's pretty face. Her lips starts to pucker and the effects of the strange gas which was probably aphrodisiac as Dahyun guessed, made her more susceptible as it clouded her mind with lust and temptation.

She starts kissing the tentacle before it slid through her mouth, she sucks on it like it was a cock entering on her.

The other tentacles started to become bold also. They tugged and remove her bras and panties, finally making her naked. There's these suction cups- like tentacles went to crept up on her torso to her underboobs, feeling her perky tits bounce on their motions before its lips opened and sucked on her hardened pinky nipples.

Thinner tentacles spreaded her walls, assisting the thicker tubular object crawl and enter her tight pussy. It effectively brought another relieving feeling on Dahyun's aroused body, moaning in rhythm to the tentacle's barging on her constricted hole.

Their movements became faster and rougher, including the suction cups almost biting her nipples then returning to lick on it like there were supposed to have milk leaking out of Dahyun's breasts.

Due to the sudden increase of pace, it also din't allow more time for the tentacles to reach their limit. Despite her little efforts and strength to shake them off their body, Dahyun uncontrollably welcomes their slimy liquid that probably resembles to a man's cum, into her warm throat and womb.

She lets out a poor groan and whimper, sniffling in fear of what it could bring her after when she watched the odd colors and thickness of their cum flowing out of her. She hoped it would not cause her to get pregnant, especially if it would mean that she would breed an abnormal hybrid that sets aparts from what a normal baby should look like.

Desire is what Dahyun could just accept within her, disturbing and letting out the pleasure she has long kept to seek any solutions for it. First load wasn't enough for the tentacles howsoever, as she felt the tentacles changing their hold on her limbs to prepare her for a next position.

Still hanging from the mid-air, Dahyun's body was forced to bend, with her backdoor being the one facing the beast. The tentacles spreaded her legs, causing her cheeks and puffy pussy to open a little.

With her arms around her back, Dahyun endured all the harsh slaps of the thicker tentacles to each of her curvy asscheeks. She lost the count of how many times they played on it, too obsessed on how soft and big enough for it to give comfort on these creatures.

Funtime didn't lasted longer as they went already to the next move. She felt the girthy pair pounding both her asshole and pussy, fucking them simultaneously. Her body went back and forth at their movement.

The suction cups returned to play on her breats, tugging on her nipples and stretching them as farther her endurance could take. Dahyun hissed in a mixture of pain and pleasure only because it aided the abuse her tits were being applied at when she felt something gliding through her entire back.

She turned her head around and witnessed the alien sticking out its wide and long tongue slurping the taste of of the sweat forming across her back view.

The thick tentacles reached their climax, exploding a second amount of load to her love holes. Dahyun huffed at the unmatched energy of these active creatures using her body for pleasure.

As they release from her ass and pussy. She was repositioned again. She was now facing the monster completely before she gulped when she realized what she was about to suffer next.

A huge- like literally- gigantic cock, probably measuring around 14 or 15 inches in size unbeatable to any men's size around the world, is ready to explore Dahyun's innards. Dahyun wiggled her legs, afraid that she might break from being unable to take his girth.

But again, she is outnumbered with numerous tentacles attached to her body, imprisoning her from any attempts of escaping, even though she has no other palns anymore as the aphrodisiacs are still in full effect on her.

Their strength pressed Dahyun's body to the awaiting cock. Due to its massive size it struggled to enter Dahyun's tight little pussy before it succeeded, only for the poor scientist to scream and grit her teeth in a shocking pain while the creature twitched and produced more creepy noises.

Thankfully, it didn't last long as the impressive pleasure began to take over her body when the monster started ramming his cock on her pussy, demolishing her womb inside. She went crazily bouncing on its crotch. Dahyun's eyes are completely white, with her pupils now rolled at the back at the intense pace of fucking she's receiving.

Her mouth began to lustfully agape, with her tongue sticking out as the monster cock continues to push deeper across Dahyun's walls. Her ass starts to create loud claps around the cave as it hits the alien's crotch repeatedly.

The giant cock stuffed into her pussy then pulsated, as it erupted a terrifying amount of dirty white cum almost inflating Dahyun's stomach like she is about to be mistakenly identified as pregnant, before it slowly slid out of her pussy, allowing the rest of the load to explode out of her abused hole.

The tentacles lets go of her body, releasing Dahyun on the ground, which gave her time to rest for a while. She panted heavily and speechless at the rough fucking she just had with the monster alien. She couldn't deny that there might be no other man she would ever met that would match the performance of what this monster has showed to her.

All of the tentacles and the bulbous cock slowly erected again the more the creature stares at Dahyun's messy and sticky nude body lying on the floor. They decided to proceed with the last action, as they focus once again on her nether regions.

Lifting her up, they spreaded her arms and legs again and faced her closer to the creature. The suction cups slowly crawled on her back then cupped her full breasts from behind. Dahyun whined and moaned at the relaxing and tickly feeling it gives. One tentacle went through her tongue, a pair goes back to her pussy and asshole.

There was a twist added again coming from the idea of the monster. Wanting to give every single part of her body that could provide a purpose of satisfaction to this monster's desire, they let go of Dahyun's hands and two tentacles caressed her fingers.

Dahyun sensed their hidden message for doing that and finding out the answer, she formed a fist and gripped the tentacles, stroking them like she would do to a male cock.

All of her body and now functioning properly following the monster's command. Dahyun's mind is full of sex. She has been hypnotized and manipulated too much by the pleasure and sensation that the creature has been passing through her using its ability to fuck her senseless and take her breath away.

The thick tentacles had her overpowered and weak from the way they drill through her holes as deeper as they could get. Dahyun felt her neck bulging as the tentacle gave her a deep throat, her clit being scrubbed by a tentacle with a brush-like end on it to add more pleasure, and the other tentacle wiggling around her ass.

They all began to pull the trigger of increasing the speed while they all moved in unison, their grip on her skin went tighter as they felt this familiar tightness in their system, approaching the climax of their endurance. Dahyun squirted her juices again and spasmed at her own orgasm, resulting to her walls clamping on the tentacles more.

Few more waves, pumps and strokes they gave and finally they executed their final blow, releasing their cum flowing through her throat, ass and pussy simultaneously, as she switches through gags and moans. The two other tentacles enwrapped on her fists splashed their warm sticky liquid on her arms and side of her face.

The rest of the tentacles joined, painting Dahyun's entire body with the rest of the cum flowing and leaking out of its ends. As they finished, the tentacles crawled around Dahyun's skin, giving her body a nice calming massage to ride out their lengthy session of sex and intense orgasms they shared.

Dahyun couldn't opened her eyes wide anymore as she knew she's completely drained now. The creature slowly laid her back on the ground with her body entirely covered with cum. She also weakly spitted and coughed out some from her mouth after unable to swallow all of the load down to her filled tummy.

Now that she can have her rest, Dahyun slowly shuts her eyes as she went unconscious, while the tentacles continue to caress her hair gently and massage her body, especially her addicting round tits, as they wiped away all the stuffs around her pearly skin.

When she woke up again from her long slumber, she found herself lying on a hospital bed with her body now clothed in a hospital gown.

Realizing that she is now in a hospital and two familiar people sleeping with their head resting beside her bed, she concluded that after everything that happened to her, she was now free and safe from that creature she encountered.

She gasped and shuddered as she remembered what it did to her, it awakened her parents and quickly hugged her in response to her fine state. "Oh thank God you're okay.", her mother said.

"How are you feeling, daughter?" Mr. Kim checked up on her. "It's been days you were confined. We were really worried that something worse could happen."

"I-I'm alright… I'm just… still tired." Dahyun said in a weak tone. Her eyes became watery when she remembered Minyoung and YN. "Mom… Dad, we-… we got ambushed. They didn't make it, it's my fault." she said as her lips trembled.

"No, daughter. Don't blame yourself, we know you can't do such bad thing with whole intention. I know you." Mrs. Kim said, rubbing her palms to calm down her poor daughter.

"We heard what happened to you and your team, Dubu. We're sorry." Her father stated in sympathy. "But we couldn't help ourselves to be thankful that we have been given a miracle to have you still here, safe and sound."

"I missed you, Mom… Dad." Dahyun holds her mother's hand and looked them in the eyes tenderly. "I thought I wouldn't make it."

"Oh, by the way. If you may be wondering how did we managed to get you here, it's all thanks to your workmates. They sent a rescue on the location where they found you lying on a grass field with your…. dress torn up covering your body." Her father gulped and lowered his head in regret at the last words. Dahyun just furrowed her brows, couldn't recall that part.

Dahyun saw her mom getting choked up on her emotions. She pressed her hands on her own and stared at her eagerly. "Dubu, answer me with all honesty. Okay?"

Dahyun just listened attentively on what her mom's about to ask. "W-who did this to you?"

Their conversation were interrupted when the door opened. Two men appeared in a room, in which Dahyun speculated that it's a doctor and the other one works in the military.

"Pardon to interrupt, Mr. and Mrs. Kim but this gentleman right here is taking a visit and… to ask for a request for the both of you." The doctor said. He looked at his patient, his face lightened in relief. "Oh, you're Miss Dahyun right? Good thing that you're awake. How are you feeling?"

"Fined, doc." Dahyun replied.

"Is there anything you need from us, sir…?" her mother asked.

"General Knight Yoo of the Seoul Military Army. Greetings to meet you Mr. and Mrs. Kim." the military man introduced himself to the family, performing a salute gesture. "Yes, I actually would like to speak with your daughter."

They all looked at Dahyun who became curious at the acknowledgement. "For what, sir?"

"It's regarding to that research that your team embarked near outside Itaewon." Knight elaborated. Dahyun's eyes widened in astonishment as his words struck those memories of her on that given time to repeat in cycle on her mind, including that one awful experience that she had.

"Your faculty cooperated with us in order to seek help when they lost their line to your team. We went through an investigation at that site and we found something… threatening, and we assume that since you're the only survivor in the incident confirmed yet, we would like you to enlighten us as we interrogate you about what actually happened."

Dahyun pursed her body forward slight from leaning on the bed, her face showed a puzzled expression. "Wait, what do you mean 'yet'?"

General Yoo maintained his intrigued stare at the patient. "Ms. Bae Minyoung's remains were found by the forensic team but your other accomplice, Mr. YN LN is still nowhere to be found but some of his torn out clothing were seen inside a cave. We will give it one week before we rule him as deceased."

Dahyun's switched looks at the four people gathered around her before she lured away her eyes filled with hope for her friend's disappearance from them.

Her traumatic experience of being conquered by an abomination should've brought her instantly to cooperate with the armed forces as they requested for her to stand up as the witness and part of the evidence in this important matter.

But rather, she's conflicted about what she should consider telling to them.

The idea of the alien monster who also amazingly pleasured her beyond the edge, disregarding the actual peculiar possibility behind the monster's odd behavior when she was held captive which failed for Dahyun to intepret; made her think twice on the decision she has to unveil.

[lustspren]

Queen of Hearts ft Jihyo, Dahyun

length: 13k words✦

Jihyo, Dahyun & Male Reader. 

genres: dom! Jihyo, sub! Dahyun, threesome, blowjob, lesbian, oral sex, dirty talk, titjob, voyeur, creampie, slight fluff, slight squirt, ✧ 

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For a reserved and shy person, college, as well as high school, could be either a normal experience, or hell on earth itself. Fortunately for you, the second case never came to pass. Not because of you, nor because of how the society on campus behaved towards you, but because of a person who was with you from the first moment you met her, and who had never let you down even until now, when you were already in the room. semester of your degree.

Kim Dahyun was sitting next to you at the desk, her hair in a messy bun and her glasses on as she wrote notes in her notebook. You had an important exam in two weeks, and you were doing your best to find the best methods, and find the best possible way to retain as much information as possible. You had an open book of Theoretical History of Urbanism, and you were helping her to highlight the most important points.

You had installed a fully adjustable and customizable LED lighting system in the bedroom, it was at a dim level, fulfilling the perfect level of relaxation and concentration that you needed. The light that you lacked to read was complemented by a table lamp with a flexible arm, which pointed directly towards your hands.

The conversation was not something recurring during your study sessions, only for specific things, but you really valued that a lot. You weren't exactly good at socializing, you lacked charisma, eloquence, and conversational skills, but with Dahyun that was never a problem. She would always get you out of trouble when you tried to talk, she would bring up topics for you to talk about, she would make you feel comfortable, and most importantly, she would never pressure you to behave in a way that you weren't. She appreciated you and cared for you, just the way you were.

You rarely questioned yourself, but with her you could never understand if what you felt was pure and simple brotherly love, or if it was something more. A lot of times she was a little of one thing, and a lot of times a little of the other, but they both had one thing in common: she was by far your favorite person. You couldn't feel safe with anyone but her, and when you didn't have her close to you, you didn't feel complete.

"I think we can stop for now..." Dahyun said quietly, not breaking the calm atmosphere you were in, "Do you want me to prepare something to eat?" She put the pencil to the side of the notebook and looked at you.

"I don't know, are you hungry?" you asked, your eyes still on the book as you looked at the illustrations.

"Pretty much, yes," she sighed, "I'll make ramyeon."

"Uh... do you need help?" You looked up to meet her eyes for a second, but instantly lowered them to look elsewhere. Eye contact made you extremely nervous, making it impossible for you to look someone in the eye for more than 5 seconds.

"No, silly," she smiled, ruffling your hair, "just come with me, I don't want to be alone in the kitchen," you just nodded.

You and Dahyun were roommates from a few months after you met in college. It was a nice, cozy, medium-sized apartment that was about 10 minutes by bus from the university. It belonged to Dahyun's aunt, but she had let her use it since she was moving to China for work. At the time you were looking for a small apartment to rent, but Dahyun was a bit pushy with you, and you really weren't too sure even when you accepted the proposal, but to this day you had absolutely no regrets.

Coexistence was perfect in all aspects, she respected your personal spaces and you respected hers, and despite the fact that you shared a bedroom, there was never a single argument or awkward moment between the two of you.

You went out and into the kitchen, and Dahyun turned on the light while you sat on a stool with your phone in hand. She opened one of the cupboards next to the oven and took out two bowls of instant ramyeon to set on the worktop. She then took out a small pot, filled it with water and put it on one of the burners to wait for it to boil.

"Are you... nervous about the exam?" she asked, leaning back against the worktop.

"A little..." you replied, scrolling down to twitter on your phone.

"Why? You haven't failed at anything so far, you're an excellent student!"

"I've passed everything with the bare minimum," you sighed.

"But you've been passing, haven't you?" she giggled nervously, "it's the important thing."

"I know... but I'm always afraid of failing, I don't like it," she took a few steps forward and gently pinched your cheek.

"Hey, everything's going to be alright, okay?" She said in a low, reassuring voice, "You know I've got your back, besides, we're in this together, literally."

You looked up to see her for a moment, and not knowing what to say, you just gave her a small smile when you returned your eyes to the screen of your phone. She stood there for a few more seconds, you noticed that she wanted to say something, but she finally turned around and went back to look at the pot.

It took about two minutes for the water to boil. Dahyun turned off the heat, then opened the two bowls of ramyeon, took out the seasoning packets, and poured the water into both. She then opened the envelopes one by one, and poured the contents onto the ramyeon. She opened a drawer to her left, took out two stainless steel chopsticks and set them to the side of the bowls, then covered them. It took an additional five minutes or so for the ramyeon to be done.

"There you go..." Dahyun said, setting down your bowl of ramyeon on the counter in front of you, with the two chopsticks inside, "bon appetit!"

"Thank you," you nodded, placing the phone on your lap and reaching for the chopsticks to stir the noodles.

The next few minutes were as silent as ever as you ate any meal at any time. Dahyun knew that you didn't like to talk while eating, and she was completely silent at all times. This would have continued to be the case, had it not been for an unexpected notification from her that arrived on her phone. You weren't going to pay attention at first since what she did with her phone was none of your business, but seeing her read the text she just received so attentively and seriously piqued your curiosity. You looked sideways as she wrote, and then saw her face for a second as you lifted some noodles to your mouth.

"Something happens?" you asked while chewing, but covering your mouth with the back of your hand.

"Wait..." she mumbled, still typing for a few more seconds, "Okay," she put the phone down and turned to face you, "Do you want to go to a party?"

"What? No, you know I don't," you answered convincingly, before going back to eat some of your noodles.

"It's just, ugh," she settled into the chair and moved her closer to you, "It's not a party, it's more of a…" she thought for a moment, "a private meeting."

"Whatever it is, I don't want to go," you said again, completely sure and firm in your position.

"It's a good friend of mine's birthday," Dahyun said in a low, listless voice, as if she was resigned that you weren't going to give in no matter how hard she tried, "I've known her since we were kids!

"Then why don't you go by yourself?" you asked, eyes on the noodles. You wanted water, they were a bit spicy.

"You're my… best friend," Dahyun said that with some difficulty on each syllable, "I really want you to meet her, and well, I'd be so excited if you went with me."

"Dahyun…" you dropped the chopsticks, and clasped your hands in your lap to give her your attention, "I… it's not my vibe, really," you shook your head, "I don't feel comfortable around people who I don't know."

"I wouldn't part with you at any time, you know that right?" She placed her hand on your wrist, and you watched her press her fingers lightly around it, "Besides, I wouldn't make you go somewhere I know you'd hate."

"You don't even know how everything will be."

"I know Jihyo, the craziest thing I've ever seen her do is drink straight from a vodka bottle."

"Does that seem little to you?"

"Compared to what other girls her age do, yes," she shrugged.

"I… I don't know, Dahyun," you started breathing slightly faster, you were getting anxious.

"Hey, hey," she cupped your face with both hands and made you look straight into her eyes, longer than you were used to, "Do you trust me?"

"I-I..." you tried to take your gaze away from her, but she kept fixing your eyes on hers.

"Just answer me, please..." the soft touch of her hands and her sweet voice made you gradually relax, to the point where your breathing returned to normal.

"Yes… I do, more than anyone," you replied, now taking a deep breath as you concentrated on holding her gaze.

"Then you know I'll do everything I can to make you feel good," she stroked her thumbs over your cheeks, "and we can leave whenever you want if that's not the case."

"Whenever I want?"

"Yes, I promise," she nodded, and then you noticed that she stared at your lips for a few seconds before returning her gaze to your eyes.

"I…" you sighed, thinking hard about your answer, "alright, I'll go," you nodded.

"Really?!" she squealed excitedly with a beaming smile on her face, letting go of your face to jerk to her feet, "Ahhhh! Thank you thank you thank you!" She lunged at you and nearly knocked you off your stool, wrapped her arms around your neck, and pulled you into a tight hug. You froze completely for a moment, and seconds later you wrapped your arms around her torso to return the hug.

"Yeah, yeah… it's okay," you said quietly, cheek resting against her chest, "And when is it?"

"In an hour."

"What?!" you never raised your voice, but there were small exceptions. Dahyun broke away from you, and sat back down in her chair.

"Yeah, sorry," she laughed a bit nervously, "she told me at the last minute."

"God, Kim Dahyun..." you put two fingers to your septum, closed your eyes, and sighed.

"It's okay if we're a little late, don't stress," she reached her hand up to your forehead and poked you with her middle finger, "come on, finish your meal."

You wanted to say something else, but you decided to shut up and save energy for the tremendously long night that was ahead of you. You and her finished your ramyeon bowls in no time, and as soon as you did, you left the chopsticks in the dishwasher and discarded the bowls.

"Are you going to shower first or...?" Dahyun asked.

"No, you go first, don't worry," you nodded toward the hallway.

"Very good, but go planning what you are going to wear, okay?"

"I'll try," you sighed.

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What the hell were you going to wear? The reality was that you never frequented places or meetings of this type, so the simple fact of dressing for the occasion was already complicated enough for you. You stayed sitting on the edge of your bed, analyzing the best options. You lost track of time, so it was a good few minutes before Dahyun walked into the bedroom with a towel wrapped around her milky body.

"Uhm, what are you supposed to be doing?" she asked, standing next to you and looking where you were looking.

"I don’t know what to wear."

"Oh come on," she crouched down carefully, placing a hand on her chest to keep the towel from falling off, "just put those shoes on, with those pants, and that cute sweater you always wear."

"The blue one?"

"The blue one," she nodded.

"Okay, I'm sorry," you sighed, "It's just… you know."

"Yeah, I know, you don't have to apologize silly," she stood up again and squeezed your cheek with two fingers, "Now cover your eyes, please."

You fell back on the bed, grabbed a nearby T-shirt and pulled it over your face to completely block your vision. You waited patiently for a few minutes, fiddling with your hands as you once again seriously reconsidered whether to go or not.

"Can I see now?" you asked.

"Give me a second," you heard a click, then a small silence, and then another click, "done."

You took the shirt off your face and stood up again, the first thing that caught your attention was the color contrast between the walls of your bedroom with Dahyun's outfit, all shades of yellow. A dark striped champagne skirt a little above her knees, a lemon yellow sleeveless top with small white squares, and a headband of the same color on her head.

"Wow, you look so pretty…" you said, looking her up and down, from her wide hips to her pretty bare shoulders. It was the first time you said something like that to her, so her first reaction was to remain silent, her hands clasped on her belly while she nervously moved her feet.

"Do you really think so?" she asked, playing with her fingers.

"I mean, yeah," you nodded, looking into her eyes and then away, "that color looks really nice on you."

"I… thank you," a small smirk spread across her face, and then she looked down at herself.

"It's nothing," you smiled back, and then stood up, "turn around, please."

"Oh no, I'll go out to put on my makeup and finish getting ready, don't worry," for some reason, Dahyun's smirk or twinkle in her eyes didn't disappear, and it stayed that way until you saw her walk out the door. You were stunned for a minute, staring at nothing. You felt something tickle in your stomach, and a slight warmth on your cheeks. You completely ignored how you felt so as not to overthink it, and you began to undress, bathe, and then change your clothes.

When you went back to the living room you were already dressed as Dahyun had told you, and to be honest you felt quite comfortable that way. She was sitting on the couch, looking at herself in a hand mirror as she rubbed a blush on her cheeks. Her shoulders were now covered by an open sweater of a much lighter yellow. As soon as she saw you walk out of the hallway, she looked you up and down and smiled at you again.

"Do I look ridiculous?" you asked naively, sticking your fingers into the pockets of your pants.

"Oh come on, don't be silly, you look great! I told you the blue sweater was a good choice," with that said, she went back to what she was doing.

"If you say so..." you went to sit next to her, leaning your back against the sofa as you stared at your phone.

About ten minutes passed between Dahyun finishing her makeup and retouching her outfit. She stood up, and went to look for her handbag on your coat rack in the entrance.

"Can you call the taxi? I need to go to the bathroom before we go," she said walking into the hallway.

"Oh sure."

And that you did. You called the taxi to your location, and when you were both ready, you went down from your apartment to wait for the car on the sidewalk in front of the building. It arrived after a few minutes, Dahyun indicated the direction to the driver, and you set off.

You spent the whole way moving your leg as if it were a nervous tic and looking out the window while nibbling your fingernails. You had rarely felt this nervous in your life, in fact, you could count those occasions on the fingers of one hand. The most recent being when you went to the My Chemical Romance concert in Japan, but not even seeing your favorite band in person for the first time had you as scared as going to a simple birthday party.

"Hey, calm down," Dahyun put a hand on your knee, and you stopped moving your leg, but you didn't stop biting your nails or looking out the window.

"I can't believe I'm going to a party," you muttered, staring off into the streets.

"You know that not all parties are the same, right?" Dahyun was cross-legged, her phone in hand and an open chat you didn't have to read to know it was Jihyo's, "It might be something fun for you."

"I highly doubt it, I don't even like people."

"If you can tolerate my existence, you can also tolerate the existence of a few other people."

"As long as they're not loud and insufferable, yes, perfectly."

"I can promise you they won't be insufferable, but I'm not so sure about the other."

"Great."

It was quite a short trip, Jihyo's residential building was not as far as you thought, in fact, you could have walked there and arrived in less than ten minutes, but it was already quite dark, so you never even considered it as an option. The driver parked in front of the building, Dahyun paid him, and you got out of the car to start walking through the small square around the residential complex. Dahyun took her phone out of her clutch bag and made a call.

"Unnie! I'm here. Come down to open the door for us," there was a silence while Jihyo answered her on the other end of the line, you couldn't understand what she was saying, but you did realize one thing: she was a very, noisy person, "Alright, I'll see you in a bit."

"My God, I could hear her from here," you said, looking at a bush on the other side of a small metal fence.

"I told you I couldn't promise you they wouldn't be loud," she sighed, then linked her arm with yours.

You entered the building within a few seconds. Dahyun took the phone from the entrance gate, and dialed the number of what you assumed was Jihyo's apartment phone, seconds later, you heard a beep coming from the gate. Dahyun pushed it, and it opened inward.

You took the elevator to the seventh floor, got out, and walked along a wide corridor that led you to the door of the apartment. From outside you could already feel the rumble of the bass of a stereo playing music, it wasn't really that loud, but it was loud enough to ruin the sleep of a person who simply wanted to take a nap. Dahyun rang the bell on the side of the door once. There was no answer, so she rang a second time. Within seconds, the door was opened by a short woman, roughly the same size as Dahyun. She had fairly short hair, with a small part of it tied up at the back of her head. She was wearing a woven cotton shirt, with buttons that she only had fastened in the area of her big chest and a thin necklace of white nuggets, jeans, and black vans shoes.

"Dubu! Ahhh!" she screeched, lunging at Dahyun to hug her tight.

"Hey, you're going to take my breath away," your best friend joked, her arms still attached to her body as Jihyo clung to her like a koala to her branch.

"Right, sorry," Jihyo laughed, then released her and took her hands with a big smile on her face.

"I know I told you early, but happy birthday," Dahyun smiled back, squeezing the girl's hands.

"Thank you, sweetie," she blew Dahyun a little air kiss, and then looked at you, "oh, you didn't come alone."

"Oh right, unnie, he's my best friend, you can call him Balto," Dahyun said, stepping aside to draw attention to you, "Balto, this is Jihyo."

"I-It's a p-pleasure, Jihyo," you stuttered at first like an idiot, "happy birthday," Jihyo stared at you for a few seconds before answering, apparently something about you had caught her attention, but you couldn't figure out what.

"The pleasure is mine, thank you very much," she smiled at you, "Why Balto?"

"It's because of the wolf from an animated movie that I really like," Dahyun answered for you, since she gave you that nickname.

"Oh, that's so cute," Jihyo said, "just like him," you didn't know what to say, and neither did Dahyun, but you did try to say something to no avail, only a slight lisp came out of your mouth, "come on, let's go inside," she invited with a giggle.

The three of you entered the apartment, first passing through a narrow corridor that led directly to the living room. It wasn't a much bigger apartment than yours, in fact, they could perfectly be the same size, with the difference that Jihyo had the furniture arranged in a somewhat more messy way, which led to the feeling that it was less spacious. 

There were few people in the room, you could count them perfectly with your eyes, 6 people, 3 girls and 3 boys. Three of them were settled on the sofa, with cans of beer in hand and a glass bowl of chips on the small glass table in front of them, while the other three were scattered around the kitchen. You were relieved, as you thought the environment would be something completely different, but still, your first instinct was to get behind Dahyun and avoid looking at anyone.

"Hey, look on the bright side, I don't know anyone either, just that guy over there," Dahyun nodded at a short, muscular guy, who was doing something in the kitchen you couldn't see.

"That doesn't put me at ease, Kim Dahyun," you said behind her, taking a few more steps until Jihyo stopped a few feet from the sofa.

"Guys, I wanted to introduce you to two friends, they're from architecture," Jihyo stepped aside, and the three people, who were two girls and one boy, looked at the two of you, "Nayeon, Jeongyeon, Han, they're Dahyun and Balto."

You didn't see any of the three of them directly in the eyes, and you didn't say anything either, you just smiled somewhat awkwardly and imitated Dahyun with a small bow. The three of them imitated your gesture respectfully, with friendly expressions on their faces.

"My pleasure," Dahyun smiled.

"What a great outfit! You look so pretty," Nayeon said, leaning forward and resting her elbows on her legs.

“Yeah, and your hair is beautiful,” said Jeongyeon, the girl next to her, who, oddly enough, had short hair.

"Ah otoke..." Dahyun gave an embarrassed giggle, brushing her hair behind her ears.

"Hey dude, you look great too," the boy said.

Did he just talk to you? It took you a moment to sink in, you didn't even react at first until Dahyun nudged you.

"Me? Uh... thanks," you looked at him for a second, flashing a small smirk.

"You're welcome, that sweater is really cool," he smirked back at you, and then picked up the bowl of chips to hold with one arm and eat from it.

"I told you," Dahyun said, turning her head to look at you.

"Yeah, I know you told me."

"Come this way, the Three Stooges are missing," Jihyo said, and you walked behind her towards the kitchen. A girl was sitting on a counter next to the blender, a guy next to her, and the other was chopping potatoes on a counter away from the two of them.

"Jihyo-ya!" said the boy who was cooking as soon as he saw her out of the corner of his eye, "do you have olive oil?"

"Ah yeah, over there," Jihyo pointed to one of the cabinets, "guys, this is Dahyun and Balto," she said looking at you, "And this is Chaeyoung, Seungmin, and the crazy guy cooking is Changbin."

Once again you repeated the same trivial process as always, wave here and wave there, nothing important, and this time none of the three said anything to either of you. Chaeyoung was focused on her conversation with Seungmin, and Changbin on don't cut his fingers.

"Are you making French fries?" Dahyun asked Changbin, and he didn't even bother to look at her.

"Yup!" he said, pouring the olive oil into a skillet.

"Anyway, come this way guys," Jihyo nodded the other way, and you all went back into the living room, "Have a seat. Want something?"

"I want a beer," Dahyun turned to look at you, "And you?"

"I don't like alcohol, just water, thanks," you said.

"I have berry juice, will it work for you?" Jihyo asked, taking slow steps into the kitchen.

"It's perfect, yes," you nodded, then Jihyo went to the kitchen, returning with the can of beer and a carton of blackberry juice to deliver both.

You and Dahyun sat next to each other, with the dining room table very close to you. In the center was a two-tiered red velvet cake, piled high with chocolate-dipped strawberries, disposable plates, and disposable spoons. Jihyo dragged a chair from the other end and positioned her to sit next to you, much closer than you'd expect. You immediately felt nervous.

"And tell me, cuties, you live together, don't you?" Jihyo asked, crossing her legs facing you.

"How do you know?" Dahyun smiled, opening the beer bottle.

"I don't think he left the house of his own accord," Jihyo said, looking at Dahyun, "And he seems like the type to leave you on watch and go to sleep.”

"And you're right, that's exactly what he does," Dahyun sipped her beer, while you opened your juice.

"I only did that once, and it was because you were asking me to go jogging with you in the park," you sipped your juice through a straw, discreetly looking around.

"Really? What time?" Jihyo asked, resting her elbow on the table to look at you.

"8 in the morning, it was Sunday," you said, as Jihyo stared at you so intently that you thought he was analyzing every fragment of your soul.

"Ahhh, Kim Dahyun! How did you expect him to go with you!" She laughed, "I think that was even nice enough, I would have told you to go to hell."

"It was one of my many attempts to get him out of the apartment," Dahyun sighed, also cross-legged in a much more elegant and delicate posture than Jihyo's, "most of the time he's studying, or playing, or reading."

"Oh really? So it's truly a miracle you're here today," Jihyo raised an eyebrow.

"Something like that," you replied, daring to look into her eyes for just under 2 seconds, "I was very tempted to lock myself in the bathroom so Dahyun couldn't make me."

"You need social contact, dumbass," Dahyun gave you a little kick on the ankle with her foot, "you'll be an architect."

"Hey, it's not my fault I'm like this," you took another sip of your juice, inadvertently it was already half full, "I wish I wasn't, believe me."

"Hey! Don't say that!" Jihyo complained, her brow furrowed now, "there's nothing wrong with you being like that, you seem like a friendly and calm boy, besides, you're very cute. You just have to work on it, taking small steps each time."

"Exactly, I never said it was a bad thing, silly," Dahyun said, placing her hand on your shoulder and giving it a little squeeze.

It was the second time in a few minutes that Jihyo had told you that you were cute. You were tremendously slow and stupid for those kinds of compliments or situations, and at that moment you couldn't tell if it was just simple kindness or if it was something more. Your gaze met Jihyo's in a short moment of silence, and for some reason, the place your eyes landed on when you broke eye contact went straight to her pair of round, tight big breasts. She wasn't dumb, she saw right away where your gaze was, and in response she undid just one button on her shirt, enough so that you could see a few inches of her cleavage.

"I-I know... I know, I'm sorry," you took a deep breath, and set the carton of juice on the edge of the table to sink a little into the seat and force yourself not to show your nervousness.

"Hey, cheer up a bit, I promise to make it worth your while," Jihyo placed a hand on your knee and patted it. You stared at her hand, and from there your gaze went up her body, her cleavage, and once again, into her eyes, "Dubu, do you know what music he likes?" she shifted her gaze to your best friend.

"It's disturbing how varied his playlist is," Dahyun was already downing her first can of beer, judging by the lightness with which he picked it up, "the other day he went from listening to Kanye West to Bonnie Tyler."

"Total Eclipse of the Heart?" Jihyo asked.

"Aha," you nodded, more embarrassed than anything else.

"We'll do karaoke, I can sing that one for you if you want."

"Can you sing that song?" you asked incredulously.

"Oh yeah, she's a very good singer, don't underestimate her," Dahyun said.

"I'd like to see that," you admitted, cracking a small smile.

"Then let's get to it," Jihyo nodded toward the couch in front of the TV, where Nayeon, Jeongyeon, and Han were still drinking and eating. You three stood up, Jihyo in front of you two. She stood between the TV and the sofa, placing both hands on her waist, "Hey, shut up everyone!" she called the attention of everyone in the apartment, "it's time for karaoke."

"Just in time!" Changbin said, coming back from the kitchen with a large plate full of perfectly browned fries, "don't be fucking cute and eat them all so fast!" he walked past you and set the plate down on the coffee table next to the already empty bowl of fries.

“I don't promise anything at all,” Chaeyoung said, also walking past Seungmin to sit on one of the individual sofas.

"Sit down guys, I'll be over there," Jihyo said to you, pointing to the large sofa and then to the chairs near Chaeyoung and Seungmin.

Hearing this, Nayeon and Jeongyeon made enough space for you on the couch so that you could all fit a bit tightly together. Dahyun was about to sit on the end of the sofa, but you grabbed her forearm before she did, giving her a look that made it clear that you didn't want to sit so close to Nayeon, so she sat down next to her, and you sat on the end of the sofa right next to the armband.

Jihyo turned on the TV and went to YouTube, and then took a wireless microphone out of one of the drawers under the TV and connected it to the sound system.

"Alright, who wants to sing first?" there was a long silence in the living room, until the person you least expected got up from the sofa.

"Well, if no one else wants to start, I will," Han said, rolling up the sleeves of the sweater he was wearing.

"I must admit I'm surprised," Jihyo laughed, "What do you want to sing?" Han thought about it for a moment, narrowing his eyes as he watched the TV.

"Maniac, the one by Michael Sembello."

"Sure? I could play you the Conan Gray one and that's it," she raised both eyebrows, then met Han's poker face, "very good very good."

Jihyo searched for the song on youtube, and when she hit play she held out the microphone for Han to pick up. To your pleasant surprise, Han was a better singer than he appeared, he wasn't singing the song in exact Michael Sembello key, but his voice color was quite distinctive and cool. While he sang, Changbin went back to the kitchen, only to return with multiple beer cans in his hands and held against his body. He handed it out to everyone in the room, and when he was going to give yours to you, you were forced to shake your head.

"I don't drink, thanks," you brushed him off as nicely as possible.

"Oh no problem then, I'll get you a Pepsi mate."

"But-" before you could protest he was past you and into the kitchen again, taking with him the can of beer that was meant for you.

"Do you still think that the whole society sucks?" Dahyun asked from the side of you, nudging you slightly as she opened her can of beer. There was already enough space on the sofa, but even so she was still very close to you.

"Well, I have to admit that these people are… nice," you said, looking at the TV screen and following the lyrics of the song in your mind.

"I told you," she placed a hand on your thigh and shook it a little, "you're going to have fun, silly," Dahyun grabbed your face with her free hand and pulled you close for a peck on the cheek, "Thank you for coming with me."

You didn't know what to answer at first, you kept a lost look when you felt Dubu's delicate lips on your cheek. It wasn't the first time she'd done something like that, but in every situation you were just as stunned as the previous one.

"Uh… thanks to you," you replied, and it wasn't until seconds later that you realized what a fucking stupid thing you said. Dahyun could only burst out laughing.

Changbin came back with you, a can of Pepsi in hand.

"Sorry bro, I couldn't find it among so many beers," he said, handing you the can.

"No problem, thanks," you smirked and picked up the can, then Changbin went to sit next to Jihyo, who was talking and laughing with Chaeyoung and Seungmin.

The song was over for Han, and all of you in the room gave him a collective applause more than deserved since he had killed the song completely.

"Okay, who's next? That guy just set the bar high," there was another long silence, as everyone stared at her. Jihyo sighed, "Okay, I'll sing," apparently it was a moment they'd all been waiting for, as they erupted in cheers and applause.

Jihyo stood up, took the microphone from Han and took a few slow steps towards the center, as she did so she stared at you and raised an eyebrow, wanting to make sure your eyes were on her at all times. As usual, you almost peed your pants at how intimidating and hot she looked and how clumsy you were in those situations.

She searched for the song that you had asked for a few minutes ago in the search bar, and when she played it you couldn't believe that she was really fulfilling your desire to hear her sing one of your favorite songs of hers. It only took a few seconds for Jihyo to completely captivate you.

You didn't need to be an expert in singing to realize that Jihyo knew what she was doing, her voice was strong and clear, with a powerful volume that you were sure didn't even need a microphone to resonate throughout the apartment without any problem. Her voice wasn't as raspy as Bonnie Tyler's, that was completely impossible to imitate, but she perfectly offset each of the song's high notes without any effort. She was putting her soul and her sweat into killing that song, and you couldn't help but stare at her, totally stunned and impressed.

About a minute and a half into the song had passed when Jihyo did a dramatic turn, and when her head turned, she caught your eyes on her, realizing, she gave you a beautiful smile that felt like an arrow straight to your heart. She turned around again to look at the television, and you were left with a hot sensation on your cheeks, you had blushed.

That had left you partially isolated from your surroundings, you were no longer looking at Jihyo, your gaze was now lost in absolute nothingness while your heart began to beat slightly harder. Everything around you began to be heard as if you were a few meters underwater, the screams, the applause, the cheers, the laughter, it became in the background while you completely disconnected and began to stir nervously. That could only mean one thing, your social battery was running low and you were having an anxiety attack.

"Hey, Balto..." you heard once, like distant waves, "Balto!" you heard a second time, this time clearer and louder, with a little shake in your arm that brought you back to reality, "Hey, something wrong?"

You looked around, quickly remembering where you were. You looked at Jihyo, who was still singing, and then you looked at everyone else, drinking and having fun. Finally you looked at Dubu, who was looking at you with a worried expression on her face.

"Ah… yeah, I'm fine, I just need to wash my face, I'm a little sleepy," you jerked your thumb back, pointing to the kitchen.

"Are you sure? We can leave in a bit if you want..."

"No, no," you said quickly, "don't worry, I just need to walk a bit to wake up," you took a drink of your Pepsi, then set it down on the small table in front of you to stand up and walk to the kitchen. Jihyo noticed that you were gone, she had seen you out of the corner of her eye, but she kept singing anyway.

You reached the kitchen with your breath still somewhat agitated. You walked over to the sink, turned on the tap, and cupped your two hands to start pouring water on your face. After a few seconds you turned off the tap, and grabbed some kitchen towel to dry your face while you looked around. You hadn't noticed it when you arrived because of the curtains, but on the left side of the kitchen was a door that led to a small balcony outside. You walked over there, slid the glass door to the left and went outside.

The fresh air and the gentle breeze made you take a long breath that helped you begin to relax your body. The views from up there were beautiful, allowing you to see a good part of the city of Seoul and the hills that bordered the city in every corner. You walked over to the railing, which was about the height of your stomach, and leaned idly on it to look up at the beautiful, clear sky.

Nothing was going through your mind at that moment, you were just enjoying your solitude and the absolute peace of the moment, without people shouting and without so much fuss around you. You were really feeling comfortable a few minutes ago, but your brain was not used to it, you assumed that it would take time for that to happen, in the meantime, you had to settle for panic attacks that took absolute control over your body and made you just run away.

It didn't take more than five minutes when you heard the door open a few meters behind you. You thought it was Dahyun, and that's why you didn't bother to turn around, but the surprise almost made you fall over the edge.

"I did it so badly that you had to go outside to not listen to me?" Jihyo said from behind you.

"Fuck!" You gave a little jump, and you put your hand on your heart to let out a sigh and turn to look at her, "You didn't do it wrong, in fact quite the opposite, you're incredible."

"Oh yeah? Then why did you run away like that?" She said, raising an eyebrow, she took a few steps forward and took one of the chairs that were on the balcony to sit cross-legged on it.

"It's just… my social battery is dying, it's already dead, actually," you sighed, going to sit in the other chair next to her, "I'm just used to being around Dahyun all the time."

"I see..." Jihyo nodded slowly, looking up at the sky with you, "Hey, how did you two meet? You seem to be very close."

"It's not really a special story," you began, "we met on our first day, it was the first math module, if I remember correctly. And well, as you saw, I have terrible social anxiety that comes from when I was a kid, and just having to ask a basic question to the teacher terrified me. Dahyun helped me that day, and if it wasn't for her, I would have failed every single test. From then on she always showed interest in me, and never left me alone for a day."

"Aw, that's so cute!" Jihyo said, pulling the chair a little closer towards yours as she looked at you.

You and Jihyo from that moment started a conversation that flowed better than you could ever expect. She was a girl with whom talking was quite easy, she was attentive and very kind, she didn't overwhelm you too much with a lot of words, and she understood perfectly that what you liked the most were those kinds of conversations in which the wind could be heard perfectly above your voices. Normally you wouldn't be talking for so long with a person almost unknown to you, but for some reason you felt comfortable with her, it was something about her aura, her smell, or something as simple as how pretty she was.

About 10 minutes passed, in which you only told stories about each other while looking at the sky and the city, she laughed at your silly awkward jokes, and you at the grace with which she told her stories, but you noticed something quickly, and it was that with each passing moment, Jihyo discreetly moved her chair closer to yours, to the point where they were pressed against each other. You didn't really care at first, but when the conversation fell silent, she leaned her head on your shoulder, and that completely changed the landscape for you.

Your first natural impulse was to try to pull away, since that was what you had been doing your whole life, but she completely ignored your attempt to pull away and left her head there. You had no choice but to take a deep breath, close your eyes and get used to the sensation, which stopped feeling like a nuisance and felt more like a relief, something you felt you just had to enjoy and that's it.

"You know something Balto… it's hard to find people like you," Jihyo said quietly, as you both watched the dim moon behind the clouds.

"What are you talking about?" you asked.

"You are a genuine person... nowadays everyone is hypocritical and fake with everyone, but you are special."

"How are you so sure of that?"

"I just am. Besides, Dubu would never have liked a bad boy, she's too pure and lovely for that."

"Wait," you frowned in confusion, "liked?"

"Oh come on, haven't you really noticed?" Jihyo chuckled.

"What thing?"

"Dahyunie is crazy about you, Balto, I can see it in her eyes," your gaze was lost for a moment while your brain processed the information.

"Nonsense... she's just being nice, she loves me like her best friend," what Jihyo said made all the sense in the world, in fact, more than once you had suspected it, but for some reason you didn't leave the stage of denial for never having noticed it.

"Honey, we women aren't that 'nice'," she made the quotation marks on her fingers, "to our best friends."

"But… why has she never told me?" you asked, still incredulous.

"For the same reason that you haven't told her. You're afraid it will make things different."

"Uh? W-What are you talking about?" all the nerves that you hadn't been feeling a few minutes ago came back to you at that moment.

"Oh sweet boy, you're hopeless," Jihyo sighed, lifting her head from your shoulder to turn to you and bring her mouth to your ear, "I'm going to ask you just once, and I want you to be completely honest with me, if you're not, I'll know," she whispered, her lips brushing against your ear.

"..."

"You like Dahyun, don't you?" she asked. You remained silent and you began to think about it, in all the times in which you had suppressed your feelings and you had left it as something insignificant, but the reality was that there was no person in the world that made you feel so bad. loved as she did. You remembered her radiant smile, the one that would brighten the darkest of your days, and quickly your heart gave an answer.

"I…" you started, but as soon as you were about to reply, Jihyo placed her index finger on your lips to silence you. Then, she got up from her chair and with a quick movement completely unexpected for you, she climbed onto you and sat on your lap, leaving the full weight of her ass against your crotch. You gasped in surprise, your body completely paralyzed as you felt totally controlled by her. She leaned forward, pressing her big tits against your chest and leaning in close to your ear once more.

"I know you like it, you don't have to answer," she whispered with a slight giggle, "I won't tell anyone, don't worry, but if you want I can help you get together."

"Y-you… can you do that?" you asked, still unaware of Jihyo's real intentions.

"Of course, darling," she straightened up and looked into your eyes, "but you'll have to trust me."

"O-okay..." you nodded, again unable to meet her gaze for even more than two seconds.

"Now then, I have another question for you," she leaned forward once more, but this time with her face only inches from yours, her lips almost brushing against yours, "do you think I'm hot?"

That question surprised you even more than the first, but for this one you did have a more than clear answer. You had been seeing her since you arrived at her apartment, and her body was perfect in absolutely every way, big tits, wide hips, nice abdomen, and a tight round ass.

"Yes… you are," you murmured, looking away to avoid her eye, only to notice a smile on her face.

"Put your hands on my waist," she commanded.

"Uh? A-are you sure?" You raised both hands, but left them floating on either side of Jihyo's body.

"Yes, honey, go ahead," she nodded calmly, and you did, holding the woman's fleshy waist in your hands. She placed her hands on your shoulders, and began to rock her hips slowly back and forth, pressing against the growing bulge in your pants with each brush.

You put pressure on her waist with your fingers, gasping at Jihyo's sensual movements. She began to give you small kisses all over her face, from your chin to your forehead, ending with a delicate kiss on your lips.

"You must be very romantic with Dubu, you know?" she whispered against your lips as her ass rubbed against your erection, "she really loves that," Saying that, she returned to your lips to plunge you into a slow, deep kiss, you let her have absolute control over you, even letting her tongue enter your mouth whenever she wanted. She began to move her hips harder when she noticed that your cock was hard under her, "you can touch me as much as you want honey, don't be afraid," she said in the middle of the kiss, before continuing to attack your mouth with her tongue.

Now with a little more confidence, you took your hands from her waist directly towards her ass, giving her buttocks a slight squeeze and then going up her lower back and ending up with your hands on her tits, which almost didn't even fit in them.

"I noticed how you saw them earlier," Jihyo teased with a giggle, "but don't worry, you can touch them as much as you want...even do other things with them later," she kissed you again, and you left yourself for her while your hands massaged and squeezed her soft tits.

While you were still in that intense and sensual making out session, Dahyun was in the living room still sitting where she had been before you left. The people were already drunk, but they were still singing and joking as happily as ever. She had stopped drinking when neither you nor Jihyo showed up anymore, so she was the only completely sane and sober one in that room. At first she thought it was good for you to socialize and experience other people's social contact than hers, but it had been so long that she couldn't help but suspect something was up.

She had to come up with an excuse just like you did to get out of there and go to the kitchen. She didn't see you there, but what she did see was the balcony door open between the curtains that billowed from the wind outside. Dubu walked slowly towards the door, and parted the curtains to find something a few meters away that she never thought she would see in her life.

Dahyun stood in the doorway, her hands on either side of her body as her mouth dropped slightly open in astonishment. She wrinkled her skirt between her fingers, watching you kiss in such a hot way without being able to believe that you were the same guy who a few minutes ago couldn't even look Jihyo in the eye without first shitting his pants. Her body started to feel a little hot, and her cheeks flushed red, seeing Jihyo had unbuttoned her shirt so you could grab her tits over her top, but she still felt that she shouldn't be there and that it was wrong to spy on you, for so she just turned around and went back to the living room to look at her phone and try to erase what she had just seen from her mind.

"Hey, let's go to my room, okay?" she murmured breaking into the kiss, and you put on a somewhat fearful expression, "it's all part of the plan, just let yourself go," she winked at you, and then she gave you a small kiss on the lips before standing up, you followed her

The corridor leading to Jihyo's bedroom could only be seen from a certain angle in the living room. Jihyo led the way, hoping Dahyun was sitting right at that end of the room. Her hopes were fulfilled, but Dubu was focused on her phone, so he had to intentionally slam the wall so she could look up, Jihyo played dumb, and then took your hand to go straight to the bedroom.

As soon as you entered the room Jihyo pinned you against the wall, grabbed your face and kissed you again, but this time in a more intense and fiery way. Her hand went straight to the hard bulge of your pants, and she gently squeezed your cock through the fabric as she kissed you.

"I haven't been able to take my eyes off you since you got here..." Jihyo murmured, pulling away from your lips and burying her face into your neck to begin dishing out wet kisses on it, "you're so, so fucking cute," she unbuttoned your jeans, unzipped them and reached into your boxer to grip your cock between her fingers, "and from what I feel, you have a big juicy cock," she broke away from you and took a step back, "sit there honey," she nodded at the bed, and you complied.

You went to sit on the edge of Jihyo's bed, and she walked over to stand right between your legs. You fixed your gaze on her, and she began to remove her clothes slowly. She first took off her shirt, and then she took off her top, letting you see the white bra that contained her juicy pair of milkers. This was followed by her pants, which she unbuttoned and pulled down very slowly, revealing her meaty tummy, a pair of gorgeous legs, and most of all, the thin lace panty that did little to hide her plump pussy. You gaped, almost drooling at such a fucking incredible body, but as if that wasn't enough, she reached behind her back and undid her bra, it fell off her shoulders, and now her pair of big, round, perfect tits were released right in front of your face.

"J-Jihyo..." you stammered, completely stunned by the pair of melons mere inches from your face.

"Shhh..." she put a finger to your lips, "the best is yet to come," Jihyo took a step back, turned around, and grabbed her own buttocks just to tease you, then grabbed the curb of her panties, lean forward, and begin to slide them down, showing you her plump juicy pussy. She was now completely naked in front of you, and your cock did nothing but throb, screaming to be released. Jihyo was going to turn back to you, but she suddenly looked at the door, noticing something you didn't, she quickly walked over to it, flung it open, grabbed Kim Dahyun's wrist and pulled her inside, closing the door behind her.

"Oh shit!" Dahyun exclaimed, immediately covering her eyes. You widened your eyes in shock, was she really spying on you? Was this part of Jihyo's plan?

"It seems we had company all this time," Jihyo said with a giggle, "It's okay sweetheart, you can watch," she walked over to Dubu, grabbed her wrists, and gently pushed her hands away from her face so she could look at her body.

"I-I, uh… fuck, I can explain," Dubu's face turned red as a tomato, which was easy enough due to her pale skin tone. She didn't know where to look, at one point she looked at you and the marked bulge under your boxers, but then she always ended up looking at Jihyo's tits or pussy.

"You don't have to explain anything, I know you were spying on us, even on the balcony," Jihyo reached out and caressed one of Dubu's cheeks with the back of her hand, "I was hoping you would come here, and you made it easy for me."

"I-I'll go, no problem, I'll just pretend I didn't see anything," she looked away, tilted her head towards Jihyo and tried to turn and leave, but Jihyo grabbed her wrist.

"Uh uh," she shook her head, "we've been waiting for you honey, you can't just leave like that."

"For me?" Dubu asked, her face still red, her breathing ragged from arousement.

"You're the lynchpin of all this, darling, of course," Jihyo closed the distance to inches, grabbed her face and gave Dubu a little kiss on the lips, who was so turned on and surprised that she didn't even flinched, "or don't you want to give Balto a more… special kind of treatment?" She and Jihyo looked at you, but then they locked eyes.

"Of course I do," Dubu agreed slowly, biting her lower lip and finally succumbing to her carnal urges. She took off her jacket, revealing her pretty shoulders and closing the distance between her and Jihyo. They merged in a very hot kiss, Jihyo had wrapped her arms around Dubu's waist, and Dubu had taken her by the neck while she moaned against her lips.

Jihyo wasted no time in getting down to business, first focusing on removing her top and then her skirt, Dubu helped her by taking off her shoes, and now she was just in pink panties and a white bra. They continued kissing for a few seconds, until Dubu herself took off her bra. You were still completely stunned by the incredibly hot scene that was happening in front of you, but also because it was the first time you saw Dubu's naked body in its full splendor, you knew that she had a very pretty figure, but seeing her like this way It made you realize that your best friend had an enviable body, curvy, pale, and toned. Dubu took her hands to Jihyo's tits to squeeze them firmly, while Jihyo massaged her wide and round ass.

"Stop cutie, I think our sweet boy wants some attention too," Jihyo said as she parted from your best friend's lips, and then turned to look at you, "why don't you go join him? I want to play with that cock for a bit."

"Of course," Dubu gasped, also turning to look at you, she walked slowly towards you, climbed on the bed, and disappeared from your sight to kneel behind you. Meanwhile, Jihyo knelt between your legs and grabbed your pants and boxers and lowered them to your ankles and then took them off.

"Fuck... look what we have here," Jihyo gazed at your cock like a shining treasure between her eyes, took it in one hand and shook it gently, "who knew our shy boy was hiding such a beautiful cock."

Dubu said nothing behind you, you tried to turn your head over your shoulder to see her, but what was happening in front of you also demanded your attention. Dahyun helped you remove your sweater, and then ran her hands around your torso to caress your abdomen and chest with her soft, delicate hands.

"Oh Balto… I've been missing that cock all this time," Dubu whispered in your ear, and you shuddered slightly.

"Dahyun… I..." Before you could say anything, Jihyo's pretty lips latched onto the tip of your cock without full warning to make you gasp. She slowly sucked on the tip of it, and then released it to give the base of your shaft a long, sensual lick before pushing you back inside her, this time her lips lowered further, until most of your cock was gone inside her warm mouth.

"Don't say anything, just enjoy, silly..." Dubu whispered, starting to kiss your neck, your shoulders and also your back.

Jihyo placed both hands on your thighs, and began to slowly pump her head up and down. You put your hands on the mattress, and wrinkled the sheets thanks to the sensual pumping of Jihyo's head on your cock. She made sure to make it nice and slow for you, knowing that you wouldn't like something quick and messy right away. You were grateful that she made that decision, because you felt like you were in heaven as her lips went up and down, leaving a slippery and shiny trail.

You leaned back, turned your head to the left and finally found yourself facing Dubu, she looked you in the eye, with flushed cheeks and parted lips, she wanted to say something just like you, but in the end your first impulse was the same, to unite in a kiss that you had been anticipating for months. It may not have been in the right or more romantic circumstances, but you did feel butterflies in your stomach while your lips danced and collided with each other.

"Mission accomplished," Jihyo said, pulling you out of her mouth, you completely ignored her, and she just went back to her business. She sucked on your cock for a few more seconds until she pulled you out of her mouth again, you felt her hands remove from your thighs, and the next thing you felt was your cock being surrounded by soft flesh. You pulled away from the kiss just to see what it was about, only to find Jihyo's pair of big tits sandwiching your cock right in the middle.

"Oh fuck..." you gasped, watching as Jihyo grabbed her tits to press them around your shaft.

"Dubu, would you help me?" Jihyo asked looking at her, "I think it's still a little dry," Dahyun didn't hesitate for a second before kneeling next to you on the mattress, leaning forward being careful not to fall, and spitting out all the accumulated saliva of your kiss between your cock and Jihyo's tits.

Jihyo made sure that her tits were well lubricated as well, using her own saliva apart from Dubu's to make it more slippery. Having made sure that both your cock and her tits were salivated enough, she pressed them firmly and began to move her chest up and down slowly. You moaned out loud, feeling the soft slide of your cock between her incredibly soft tits.

"Balto... touch me please," Dahyun moaned from next to you, you turned to face her, and once again you kissed, but this time your hands went to her pair of modest mounds, slowly massaging them before taking your hands all over her statuesque body, your fingers traversing every possible curve, and finally ending up on the hem of her panties, which you pulled forward a little just to reveal more of her milky buttocks.

Jihyo had started to move her chest faster, letting you use her tits as a personal cocksleeve. She made sure that all of your cock went in and out, so that when she hit your pelvis with her tits, the tip of your shaft would brush against her tongue. It was the first time you received a titjob, and definitely between that, and Dubu's soft skin under your fingers while you kissed, you weren't going to last long.

The constant, quick pumping of Jihyo's tits around your cock didn't stop until at least a minute later, when without full warning, you moaned against Dubu's lips and suddenly exploded.

"Oh!" Jihyo exclaimed, moving her chest slower than her as you unloaded thick strips of cum against her tongue and between her tits. You parted from Dahyun's lips, and you both watched as Jihyo's chin and tits were painted with your thick liquid, "Fuck honey... do you like my tits that much?" Jihyo asked with a mischievous tone, wiping her chin with two of her fingers to put them in her mouth.

"Y-yes… I love them," you gasped, your cock still throbbing and leaking precum as she unwrapped her tits from around it.

"I noticed," she blew you a kiss, "Dubu, do you want to clean me up?" Jihyo raised an eyebrow.

"I…" Dahyun licked her lips, she looked at you, and then at Jihyo's tits, "yeah, I'd love to."

Dubu got off the bed and knelt down next to Jihyo, who turned to Dubu, and she leaned forward to hold her breasts in the outline of her hands, bring her lips closer, and stick out her tongue to start collecting all the cum from Jihyo's tits. You stared at the scene, Dubu licking your cum, and at the same time eating Jihyo's tits, who let out little moans every time your best friend's tongue touched one of her nipples.

Once Jihyo's tits were clean, Dahyun looked at you and settled down facing you to grab your cock with one hand, look into your eyes for a few long seconds, and finally begin to clean it with her tongue as well, adding little kisses all over it. your shaft.

"You love your best friend's cock, don't you dear?" Jihyo asked, running through Dahyun's hair between her fingers, "I bet you've thought about fucking him more than once..."

"He's so nice and attentive to me, he's the cutest guy ever," Dubu murmured, placing one last kiss on the tip of your cock, "I've been wanting to suck his dick for months now."

"Dubu..." you gasped, somewhat surprised at her small confession, and feeling fucking stupid for never expressing your feelings to her.

"You can do it later, as many times as you want, but right now I want to jump on that cock," Jihyo said, standing up.

"But..." Dubu said.

"You'll have your turn later darling, consider it the small price for getting you together."

"Dahyunie, sit on my face," you said, and she and Jihyo both turned to look at you in surprise.

"Oh... is that really what you want?" Dahyun asked with her cheeks turning red again.

"Don't ask, just come and do it," you gasped, and then Dubu stood up to climb back on the bed.

Jihyo turned around and bent her knees, her ass now hovering just inches above your cock. She spat into her hand, slipping it between her thighs to cup your cock with one hand and rubbing the tip against her wet slit a few times before lining it up, holding it still and slowly lowering her hips as your shaft worked its way inches further between her fleshy, silky folds.

"Shit baby, that fucking cock is stretching me so fucking good!" Jihyo moaned, looking over her shoulder at you as your dick was engulfed in her pussy, and a few seconds later, she rested her ass against your pelvis. You moaned together, feeling absolutely every inch of your shaft inside her wet cunt, the only things visible were Jihyo's round buttocks and her folds wrapped around your base.

"I'm sorry you won't get to see that ass bouncing, darling, but you just made me a promise," Dubu said behind you, grabbing your shoulders and gently pulling you back until you were lying on your back on the mattress, while Jihyo began to move her ass very slowly up and down, your cock sliding smoothly in and out.

Dahyun stood next to you and quickly pulled her panties down, giving you a bottom view of her pretty pink pussy. She got on top of you, her feet on either side of your arms then kneeling down and pressing her big tight ass against your chest. She leaned back, until her thighs were on either side of your head, and she arched forward to gently lower her hips so that her pussy brushed against your lips.

You took your first lick of her slit, a slow one at first, and then you began to move your tongue slowly along her cunt. You raised her hands to grab her waist and make her lower her hips completely, so that she suffocated you with her pussy, that made your whole mouth now involved. You weren't exactly an expert at what you were doing, but you learned pretty quickly thanks to the sounds Dahyun made to tell you that you were hitting the right spot.

Meanwhile, Jihyo had grabbed onto your knees and started to slam her ass harder and harder against your pelvis. Her moans were considerably louder than Dahyun's, you weren't surprised, after all those lungs must be able to hold a lot of air.

"That's it honey, eat that little pussy while I jump on this big juicy cock," Jihyo moaned, moving her ass in such a way that with each jump only the tip of your cock was inside her, "Fuck fuck fuck!"

Jihyo had already gotten to the point where the pounding of her ass against your pelvis was pretty loud, but feeling like she was on the verge of tearing you in half with each crash had you moaning against Dahyun's pussy, who was now moaning almost as loud as Jihyo, while you eat her out with all the dedication and effort you could. Your hands went from being on her wide hips to being directly on her buttocks, squeezing and spreading them to make your work easier, and Dubu responded to the attacks of your tongue on her pussy with hip movements that caused her slit to rub even with your nose.

"Fuck Balto... you do it so... oh fuck!" Dubu moaned, straightening her back to put even more weight on your head, which meant less oxygen to breathe, "so fucking good!" she continued to grind her hips, but this time leaned back slightly so she could hold onto your hair tightly as she did so.

You didn't know exactly what you were supposed to be doing, but it's not like you could focus much on doing anything else either. Jihyo was completely destroying you, she was jumping on your cock like her life depended on it, and you were thankful that you weren't close to cum yet, otherwise you would have been forced to focus on only one thing at a time.

Fortunately for you, Dubu's climax was not long in coming. She pressed her thighs tightly around your head, that was the first sign, and then stopped moving and moaning, as you hit a single spot on her pussy with your tongue that you knew was driving her crazy. Seconds later, Dahyun finally released her orgasm with a loud moan straight to the ceiling, and resumed grinding her pussy against your mouth as her spasms made her body shake every second. As her orgasm ceased she fell forward, pressing her tits against your abdomen with a first person view of Jihyo impaling herself completely on your cock over and over again.

"I'm going to cum, fuck!" Jihyo screeched, almost digging her nails into your thighs as her ass wildly bounced  on you, "I'm going to cum all over your big cock honey!" you just closed your eyes, counting sheep in your mind so you don't cum with her. 

It only took a few more slams of her ass against your pelvis for Jihyo to land one last downward thrust and her entire body began to shake from her intense orgasm. Good thing they were drunk and singing outside, otherwise, everyone would have found out what was going on in there thanks to Jihyo's moans (more like screams). She didn't seem to care that her body was in the grip of the strong spasms that shook her, and she kept moving her ass up and down not as fast, but just as hard. Her pussy was constantly clenching around your cock, and it really took a lot of concentration not to succumb to the incredible sensation and cum.

"I want... I want his cock inside me, please, I beg," Dubu implored Jihyo as Jihyo continued to move slowly on your cock. Jihyo turned to see her, finding her just centimeters from her ass, and she smiled mischievously.

"I know, sweetheart, the price is already paid," Jihyo pulled you out of her and stood up to climb on the bed and fall face down on one of her pillows. Dubu, also a bit weak from her recent orgasm, got off of you and knelt to the side to look at you.

"Go lie down on the pillow, I'm going to ride you, honey," Dubu told you, and then leaned over to give you a little kiss on the forehead.

You propped yourself up on your elbows and climbed all the way up on the bed, crawling back until you lay on the pillow next to Jihyo's head, who looked at you and winked before raising her head, waiting to see what you were about to do.

Dubu joined you, climbing on your lap and sitting against the back of your cock, causing it to rub against her wet slit. She took the yellow headband that was still on her head and threw it to the ground, letting loose her silky and shiny black hair, you looked into her eyes, and blushed at how incredibly beautiful she looked on your lap.

"Dahyunie... I like you, a lot," you blurted out almost automatically, without thinking about it and without holding back. Dubu blushed too, but she couldn't help but smile.

"I like you too, silly," she replied, brushing your cheek with her thumb, "but I hate you for waiting until now to tell me."

"S-sorry..." you made a sad face, looking up at the ceiling.

"You're welcome," Jihyo said from beside you.

"Shut up, unnie," Dubu said, then flopped forward and cupped your face with both hands, "And you have nothing to apologize for, you'll repay me by making me cum soooo hard," Dahyun raised both eyebrows mischievously to stand upright again.

Dahyun had to put one foot against the mattress to get a grip on your cock, rubbing it up and down a couple of times, aligning it with her pussy before putting her knee back on the mattress and starting to lower her hips slowly. She closed her eyes, and bit her lip as she took a deep breath. Her pussy was considerably tighter than Jihyo's, and your cock couldn't get much past the tip.

"Wait, let me help," Dubu lifted her hips, and Jihyo spat on her hand to grab your cock, stroke on it very well,  and leave it well lubed up for Dahyun's pussy.

Your "best friend" pressed down again, and this time your cock slid slowly and smoothly deep into Dahyun's tight pussy. She rested both hands on your chest, opening her eyes and looking down to see you with her mouth parted between rapid gasps.

"It's so fucking big, what the fuck," she moaned, leaning forward slightly to begin to slowly move her hips up and down, not enough to bring you pleasure, but enough to make you enjoy all the sensations.

"Yes it is, honey… but you can take it all," Jihyo said quietly, lying on her side to lift one leg up and begin rubbing her pussy with two of her salivated fingers.

Dahyun clung to your shoulders tightly, and when she felt that her pussy no longer presented any resistance to your cock, she began to move her hips in a constant and sensual rhythm. You moaned in unison, placing your hands on her waist as she made long, deep movements with her ass, and she showed no intention of moving much faster than that. She didn't just want to fuck you to get her own orgasm, but so that you both could enjoy your first time to the fullest.

Jihyo also began to moan quietly next to you, the woman kept rubbing her pussy slowly, following your rhythm at all times. She didn't say anything else, she had understood that this moment was only yours, and that it would be quite anticlimactic for you if she was talking dirty to you.

Your hands ran all over Dahyun's body, starting with her thighs, then her hips, and then her incredibly sexy back to caress it with your hands. Her skin was soft and pale like cotton, and you knew that after that night you would become completely addicted to just feeling it against your fingers. Your hands went from her back to her ass in one swift movement, squeezing and massaging her round buttocks as she moved her hips at a slightly faster pace, but retaining the sensuality and delicacy.

Dahyun groaned out loud, and flopped forward with her hands on your neck. Her face, flushed and distorted by her pleasure, was only inches from yours, and you, following the natural impulse of your body, wrapped your arms around her body and snuggled her against you to kiss her. She moaned against your lips and you against theirs, but even so your kiss was loaded with feelings that you had been repressing for a long time, love, gratitude, desire and affection, all of that was combined in a beautiful dance between your lips.

"I love you, darling…" she gasped against your lips, "just the way you are, and I don't want you to ever change that," her words preceded another moan against your lips. You were speechless, but you were staring into her eyes as she moved her hips up and down in the perfect rhythm to start slowly bringing you to your climax.

"I... love you too, Dubu," you managed to say, affectionately rubbing her back, "I would never stop being the boy you're in love with."

"God..." Dahyun whimpered, kissing you again as she grabbed your face and moved her hips a little faster, slightly letting go of her delicacy.

In the midst of that whirlwind of love and passion, the only audible moans were those of Jihyo next to you while she quickly rubbed her pussy, since yours were all silenced by your own lips. All of Dahyun's hair was down in your face, but it was the last thing you cared about right now.

"I'm going to cum Dubu..." you gasped in the middle of the kiss, "where..."

"Inside, darling, cum inside… cum with me," she moaned, grabbing her thighs on either side of your torso as she cast aside all traces of sensuality and finesse and began bouncing quickly on your cock.

"Are you sure?" you made sure, clearly wanting to.

"Just do it, I want to feel it, fuck!" She clung to your shoulders again, this time slightly digging her nails into them as she concentrated on moving her hips.

You let yourself be carried away for the moment, and you just closed your eyes as you held on to her with your arms, the scent of her hair, her moans, her pretty face of pleasure, her incredibly tight pussy, everything made the perfect combination to take you to your second orgasm of the night, both yours and hers. You exploded inside her with a loud moan, which seconds later was imitated by Dahyun but at least two decibels above. She returned to the sensual movements as her body succumbed to the intense spasms. Meanwhile, your cock was shooting thick strips of cum into her pretty pink pussy, which was being completely filled by every second you spent inside her. Dubu dropped her head next to yours in the middle of whimpers, while she cupped the side of your face with one of her hands and with the other crumpled the pillowcase.

Jihyo had kept rubbing her pussy all this time, and it wasn't until your orgasm passed that hers took center stage. Her body shook uncontrollably all over the side of her mattress amid screams of pleasure, a small squirt came out of her pussy, which stained her own thigh and part of the sheet under her. She continued rubbing and rubbing, until the liquid that was now coming out in little streams stopped coming out.

Knowing what had just happened between the two of you, Jihyo didn't bother to regain her energy before getting behind Dahyun's ass and making you pull your cock out of her, letting your cum run free out of her pussy and straight down in your shaft again. She grabbed your dick at the base and began to clean your cum with her tongue until it was clean again, then she concentrated on Dubu, firmly grabbing her ass and immersing her mouth in her pussy, eating and cleaning any trace of your cum in between her sensitive folds.

After leaving you clean, Jihyo lay down next to you again, while you still kept your eyes closed and your arms clinging to your... girlfriend? There was no sound in the bedroom, just gasping from the three of you.

"Well… rest up, there's still a cake to cut out there," Jihyo said, with a small giggle.

You and Dubu ignored her, and just fell asleep.

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Spren Notes:

Well, this story is definitely a bit different than what I usually do with OCs, but I hope you like it! By the way, I broke records for words written in a single day with this. 6k in a single day, lmao.

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[senp1i]

TWICE - Jihyo x Male Reader req- @dav1233555 [I hope its half as decent as you hoped for] WC: 1629

It was a long day of practice at the JYP building but Twice were starting to perfect their latest choreography. "You're all killing it, just a few more and I think we'll be ready for our comeback" Jihyo says, encouraging the members as she wipes sweat from her brow, breathing heavily. Just then She spots a familiar face in the window of the practice room door and waves, smiling brightly. It was Y/N, her boyfriend, who came to watch them work as usual. Seeing him always gave her that extra boost of energy.

After a few more reps, Nayeon called for a water break, thankfully to which Jihyo hurried out to greet Y/N with a hug. "Thanks for coming by, it really helps having you here." He kissed her forehead. "You're always doing amazing. I'll drive you home after this though, yeah?"He asks, eyebrows raised and a hint of a smile on his lips. She nodded, lingering in his arms a little longer before joining her members.

A few hours later the practice was complete. The girls gathered their things, exhausted but satisfied with their progress. Jihyo said her goodbyes and met Y/N by his car. 

It was nearing midnight by the time Jihyo and Y/N arrived at her apartment, both exhausted after their separate long days but still buzzing with pent up energy. As Jihyo unlocked the door, Y/N came up behind her and whispered "Hurry up, I need you" in her ear, eliciting a shiver. No sooner, their hands were all over each other, kissing deep and sloppy as they stumbled towards the bedroom. 

"I watched you practising all afternoon, you have no idea what that does to me," Y/N growled between kisses, groping Jihyo's ass roughly through her leggings. She moaned into his mouth, already soaking through her underwear at the thought of what was to come. Wasting no time, they began ripping each other's clothes off in a frenzy, leaving a trail leading to the unmade bed from the night before. 

Jihyo's sports bra and leggings were the last to go, revealing perky breasts capped with hardening nipples and the glistening lips of her pussy, already dripping with need. Y/N took a moment to admire the glorious sight before pushing her back onto the mattress, crawling over her body to kiss and suck marks into the soft skin of her neck and collarbone. 

"You're so fucking hot when you dance, it's not fair keeping me waiting all day," he scolded playfully, nibbling down to take a peaked nipple in his mouth. Jihyo gasped and bucked her hips up, craving friction where she needed it most. Y/N continued his path lower, tongue swirling around her belly button as his hands caressed her shaking thick  thighs. 

When his mouth finally met her dripping slit as his nose buried in her curly apex, they both moaned loudly at the contact. Y/N lapped greedily at her folds, tongue plunging deep inside while his fingers joined in rubbing tight circles around her engorged clit. "Oh fuck, don't stop," Jihyo cried out, one hand gripping the sheets while the other tangled in Y/N's hair to hold him in place. 

She was already so close from foreplay alone, hips rocking against his talented mouth. It didn't take long before the coil in her belly snapped, back arching off the mattress with a hoarse scream as waves of shudders crashed over her. Y/N licked up every drop of her orgasm, not letting up until she collapsed, sated but still desperate for more. 

He shed his boxer in record time, already rock hard and leaking precum at the sight before him. Crawling back up Jihyo's spent body, he kissed her deeply so she could taste herself on his tongue. "Condom, fast," she panted, not wanting to wait another moment for what came next. Y/N fumbled in the nightstand drawer, tearing open the wrapper with his teeth as Jihyo watched hungrily. 

The sight of his thick, veiny cock encased in latex had her mouth watering, needing to feel him stretch her walls once more. As he rolled it down his length with a few strokes, she spread her legs wide in invitation. Y/N positioned himself at her dripping entrance, teasing her swollen clit a few times before sinking in with one deep thrust. 

They both cried out at the sensation of being joined as one again, still so tight despite her earlier orgasm. Y/N stilled, allowing Jihyo to adjust before beginning a steady rhythm of long, deep strokes. Skin slapped against skin, accompanied by breathy moans and filthy encouragement. "You feel so fucking good baby, ride my cock," he groaned, meeting each of her rolls of the hips. 

Jihyo wrapped her legs high around his waist, allowing him to piston in and out at a punishing pace. Her fingers found her clit once more, circling frenziedly as another orgasm built quickly. The lewd smacking noises and Jihyo's delirious babbling had Y/N right on the edge, cock throbbing inside her pulsing heat. 

It only took a few more expert strokes to send Jihyo toppling over the precipice once more, walls clamping down viciously on Y/N's cock. The added stimulation was all it took to push him over as well, emptying into the condom with guttural grunts. They clung to each other, coming down slowly from their shared high amongst the ruins of the bed. 

Collapsing in a sweaty, sated pile, limbs still tangled intimately, they exchanged sloppy kisses and soft caresses as their racing hearts slowed. "I love you so much," Jihyo sighed contentedly, tracing patterns on Y/N's chest. He pressed a lingering kiss to her forehead, holding her close. "I love you too baby” he replies cuddling closer. They lay wrapped in each other's arms, basking in the afterglow of their fuckery as their breaths and heart rates slowly returned to normal. Jihyo traces lazy circles on Y/N's sweat-slicked chest with her fingernail, eliciting a contented hum from him at the gentle touch.

Jihyo sighed contentedly as well as Y/N's fingers traced lazy patterns along her bare skin, both basking in the afterglow. Though completely exhausted, her body still hummed with pleasure, every nerve tingling cause of the insane pounding Y/N gave her. 

She gazed fondly at Y/N's handsome face, relaxed and giddy. Sweat sheened his skin in the dim bedside light, his lips curled in a sleepy smile, chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. Jihyo loved watching him in these unguarded moments, free from the stresses of daily life.

Her eyes drifted lower, taking in the chiselled planes of his chest, abs, muscles defined and bulging from years of exercise and labour. Lower, the thick cluster of dark curls between his strong thighs caught her attention, instinctively bringing her thoughts back to the heavy cock, she loves. 

Even flaccid from having come a few minutes ago, it was an impressive size, having stretched and filled her so completely. She remembers the stretch and burn, his thick length dragging inside her inner walls with each deep plunge.

Her horniness stirred again low in her belly despite her tiredness whether from the fucking or the prior dance practice, she doesn’t know, her pussy still sensitive and swollen. Jihyo's tongue darted out to wet her lips, craving another lick of their combined musky juices mingling on Y/N's skin. But she resisted the urge, knowing they both needed rest and food after burning so much energy. 

Instead, Jihyo pressed a tender kiss to Y/N's shoulder, inhaling his musky, sweaty and just manly scent. Her hands roamed his firm ass and sides, drinking in every dip as if memorising his body. Each touch soothing and stirring, reaffirming their beyond.

Then again, she leaned in to place another tender kiss to his smiling lips, which he returned softly without opening his eyes. "Mmm, you wear me out in the best way, baby," Y/N murmured, his voice low and raspy from all the groaning.

"You're not the only one," Jihyo chuckled quietly, stretching her tired yet satisfied muscles. Her limbs still felt numb from the aftershocks of her powerful orgasms, which Y/N so skillfully pulled out of her over and over with his talented hands and dick.

Just the memory of how he felt pounding into her so fully and hitting her g-spot with each deep thrust had Jihyo's pussy twitching, already growing wetter with want again. As if reading her mind, Y/N said "I'm gonna order us some food. You just lay here and rest that gorgeous , sexy body of yours for a bit." He pressed a final kiss to Jihyo's forehead before reluctantly disentangling their limbs and climbing out of bed, naked muscles rippling with each movement.

Jihyo hummed appreciatively at the sight, giving his ass an affectionate squeeze as he walked away chuckling. She nestled back into the rumpled sheets, inhaling the mixed scents of sweat and sex that filled the air, loving the intoxicating reminder of their combined liquids.

From the kitchen, she could hear the muffled sounds of Y/N ordering takeout on his phone. Her stomach rumbled eagerly at the thought of refuelling after losing so much energy, both from her dancing and the insane pounding her beloved boyfriend gave her. But more than physical refuelling, being with Y/N fulfilled Jihyo's bones in a way no one else or nothing else could.

As exhausted as she felt in that moment, Jihyo knew as long as she had Y/N's love and support and….. the dick of course, she would find the strength to take on anything. Her work as Twice's leader was demanding, but having him come home to make it all worth it. For now, she allowed her heavy eyelids to drift shut, dreaming of a future that didn’t feel that far off.

[twice-inamillion]

Night With Mommies

Smut (deep penetration, oral, and creampie, g x g oral)

Chapter 208

1972 Words

(Late-night sex with Mina and Dahyun. They want to give you a little something before your wedding day. )

Jihyo comes to you and asks, “Could you sleep in the other bedroom? Some of the girls are getting together for some girl talk, and I don’t know what time we will finish.” 

Mildly offended by being kicked out of your room but won’t want to argue with Jihyo with only a few days from your special day, you agree, “Sure, babe. Let me just get some of my things.” 

You grab your duffel bag and basically drag it across the room, annoyed with being kicked out of your room, but what else can you do? Placing your bag on the bed and then decide to shower before going over some emails and some work for the next album.

With the lights dimmed, you scroll through your laptop, you hear a sudden knock, “Come in, it’s unlocked.” The door opens and two silhouettes appear, which brings back a sudden memory. 

“I suggest you put that laptop away, Oppa” says Dahyun as she steps into the room. You see both Mina and Dahyun in matching see-through black lingerie. 

“What’s going on?”

“What do you mean? We want to spend some time with you. It’s been a while since us two have had time alone with you, so Jihyo came up with the idea of three-way as your bachelor gift. What do you think?���

You watch as Mina and Dahyun climb onto your bed, crawling towards you. “You do want to spend some time with us, right? asks Dahyun.

You have no words, but none are needed when they see your member rising up under the bedsheets. Mina pokes at it and says, “I guess our little friend here is excited to fuck two lovely mommies, right?” 

Dahyun and Mina look at each other with a devilish smirk; they pull the bedsheet down and go for your shorts. With your shorts being pulled, your cock springs out, at standing tall and proud. “Daddy is so big already, right Dahyun,” says Mina. “Yes, you can tell he really wants to fuck the both of us.” The two of them get close to your cock, and look at each other with a smile before planting a small kiss on the tip of your head. 

Mina takes the initiative and puckers up her lips before taking you in her mouth. She looks at you as you watch her go down on you. Taking a fourth of your cock she focuses on the head and your shaft, giving it small licks. She then turns and looks at Dahyun and tags her in. Dahyun takes your giant cock into her tiny mouth, pressing it against her cheeks which makes her cheeks puff up. Dahyun then continues to swallow half of your cock, causing you to moan as she gives you a small preview of what’s to come. 

After playing with your cock she releases you and looks at Mina, signaling to come cover. Mina and Dahyun stare at each other and begin to kiss, Dahyun sharing the precum she collected from you. 

You watch as the two mommies make out with each other and can’t help but lower your hand to your groin and stroke your meat. You get startled when they catch you in the act and give you devilish eyes. 

“Since Oppa is good and ready, I’m going to call dibs on this bad,” as she begins to stroke your cock. She mounts you, grabs your member, aligns it to her entrance, and penetrates herself. “Fuck!!” she pinches your thighs as her cunt swallows you whole. You feel her walls choke you cock as it wraps itself around you. 

Mina gets jealous that only you and Dahyun are enjoying yourselves and makes her way to your pillow, takes off her panties, and mounts your face. “Oppa, I’m going to ride your face, so make sure to eat me out good,” as she buries her cunt against your face. 

You feel her wetness on your lips and Mina wrapping herself around your face. The smell and taste are sweet, causing you to grab onto her legs and eat her out. Your tongue penetrates her insides, licking every inch of her walls. Mina grabs onto your hair as she’s overwhelmed by the ecstasy. “Ahh… just like that. Fuck, keep eating me like that, babe.” 

Dahyun, on the other hand, is having fun with your cock as she rides you slowly and increases the pace occasionally. She plays with her breast, kneading them and squeezing them when your cock hits her deepest parts. You can’t see Dahyun’s facial expressions, but you know she’s a mess since she hasn’t had your cock in a while. “Babe, you’re cock is so big, it’s stretching my small pussy out!” 

Being attacked from both sides, you’re reaching your limit. Dahyun’s tight cunt and Mina’s love nectar make you reach your peak faster than usual. Mina’s nectar is like an aphrodisiac that flows down your throat. It causes your body to get hotter and your cock harder, making it more pleasurable for Dahyun. You increase the pace at which you eat Mina out and go all out, making Mina orgasm. Her legs tighten even more around your head as she force-feeds you her special juice down your throat. You can’t do anything but take it all in as fuel for what's to come.

When Mina’s orgasm dissipates, and she loses strength in her legs, she slides onto the side of the bed. Filled with energy, your attention is on Dahyun as you suddenly flip her over into a mating press. Frighten, she looks at you with eyes wide open and yells, “Oppa, w…wait…!” 

With her legs in the air, you start to thrust deep inside of her, making her moan out loud, “Ahh, oppa, you’re fucking me too rough!” Mina makes her way next to you and watches as you pound Dahyun, “After you’re done with her, it’s my turn, okay?” 

“Not until h…he cums” moans Dahyun. You adjust yourself to a better position and grab onto her breast. Kneading her breasts with your hands, her breast releases her precious white liquid. It runs down from her chest to her belly and eventually towards her cunt. After playing with her breast, you give her nipples a slight pinch which makes her tighten up her walls around your cock. 

Your core feels extremely hot, signaling that your orgasm is approaching. You give Dahyun one last warning, “I’m going to cum.” She wraps her arms around your neck and gives it one last thrust, “Fuck!” 

Dahyun immediately feels your cum flood her womb and yells, “So hot! Yes, fill me up with your cum!” You feel a throbbing sensation as your cock fills her small womb, and Dahyun spasms as she has an orgasm. “Ahh, ahhh,” moans Dahyun as her eyes roll back from the ecstasy. 

After pouring your hot cum inside of Dahyun, you get off the bed and grab a bottle of water to refuel yourself for the next round. When you turn around, you see Mina crawling towards a passed-out Dahyun and buries her head into Dahyun’s leaking cunt. She begins to lick the oozing cum while lifting her firm ass up in the air. 

“Mina, your ass is so good,” you whisper as you walk towards the bed. Mina doesn’t seem to listen, not realizing what’s to come. You give your cock a few strokes and align yourself to her entrance. You grab onto her hips and immediately insert yourself into her leaking cunt. 

“Ahh fuck!!” yells Mina when her body realizes your cock is inside of it. With a firm grip on her hips, you give Mina no chance to adjust to your length and begin thrusting deep inside her. “Oppa, I’ve missed your cock inside of me. Please fuck me.” You do as you are told and begin to fuck her doggy style.

While she’s getting railed from the back, she turns her attention back to Dahyun and continues where she left off. “Let's do you cleaned up, don’t want to waste this tasty meal,” as she uses her small tongue to lick off the oozing cum. 

Looking at Mina’s back, you notice how perfect it is: no marks or blemishes, just pure art. You trace your finger from her back to her ass and give it a nice grab and focus on your thrusting again. 

Dahyun wakes up and sees Mina’s head buried in her cunt and feels her small tongue against her folds, “Mina unnie, it’s dirty down there.” Mina lifts up her head and says, “I’m just cleaning you up.” Dahyun can’t believe that her unnie is eating her out and is embarrassed but then realizes how good Mina’s tongue feels. Dahyun starts playing with her breasts as she enjoys getting serviced by her older member. 

Suddenly, Dahyun feels Mina’s face crash into her cunt when you pull out and crash back inside. “Oppa, you made me fall,” whines Mina. You can’t help but laugh, and her face covered with your cum. “While it seems like you were focused more on Dahyun than me, so I’m going to pick up the pace.”

“Wait… fuck” she feels a jab in her stomach when you stab her with your cock. You increase the pace of your thrusting and hold Mina down. Her ass jiggles every time your body crashes onto hers, and you decide to give it a nice smack. “Ahh!” Mina yelps when she feels your large hand on her cheeks. She turns around and glares at you, telling you it isn’t nice, but that makes you want to do it even more. You lift your hand again and smack her again; she yelps from the sting. You repeat this again and again until her ass is entirely red. “Who’s ass and pussy does it belong to?” Mina, who’s flushed red and entranced in pleasure (heart-shaped eyes) replies, “Yours. My ass and pussy belong to you,” and crashes onto the bed. This gets you pumped, and you place her into a better position (jockey doggy style). 

While you are on top of Mina, you hold her hair with one hand as you thrust deep inside of her. Dahyun gets turned on and watches Mina’s expression as you straddle her. It doesn’t take long until you warn Mina of your upcoming orgasm, “I’m going to cum, Mina. Where do you want it?” You already know the answer, but you want to hear it coming from her mouth.

“In…inside. Cum inside of me!” 

You bury your cock deep inside of her and unload a thick load of cum. You pull Mina’s hair, tilting her head up as she feels your hot, steaming cum invade her womb. “Fuck!! You’re going to get me pregnant!”

Your heart is pounding a thousand times a second when you notice Dahyun masturbating to you fucking her member. “Did you like that show?” Dahyun nods and watches a worn-out Mina lying on the bed. 

After your session with the two, your energy is gone. You can go for another round but are not at your best. If you could have prepared beforehand, you could have gone all night, but now you’re tired. 

You head to the bathroom to clean yourself up and see a passed-out Mina and Dahyun when you come out. You don’t want to wake them up, so slowly pull the dirty covers and throw in the one that was on the floor before going to sleep.

It’s morning, and you wake up to Mina and Dahyun sleeping in between your arms. You can’t help but thank them for a good night and think about the big day. 

[elryuse]

PICK A NEW IDOL TO WRITE MY SMUT FICS GUYS.

MAY THE BEST IDOL WINS...

[capslocked]

KINKVEMBER MASTERLIST

I lowkey fucked up and forgot it was october. 30 days, 30 kinks, 30 fics. (mostly) male reader x idol

against a wall // LE SSERAFIM Yunjin

mutual masturbation // IVE Wonyoung

fingering // LE SSERAFIM Chaewon

roleplay // IZ*ONE Hyewon

facesitting // IVE Yujin

blowjob // LOONA Hyeju

praise kink // Kep1er Xiaoting

phone sex // ITZY Ryujin

problematic relationship // woo!ah! Nana . to be continued .

size difference // WJSN Luda

public sex // IZ*ONE Yuri

mommy kink // TWICE Mina

mirror // ITZY Yuna

hate sex // Red Velvet Irene

breeding // IZ*ONE Minju

overstimulation // BLACKPINK Rosé

voyeurism // Red Velvet Irene & Seulgi

spanking // APink Chorong

feet // BLACKPINK Jisoo & Rosé

shower/tub // IVE Gaeul

rough sex // WJSN Yeoreum

lingerie // TWICE Tzuyu

moresome // LE SSERAFIM Chaewon & Sakura

titfuck // Jeon Somi

daddy kink // Dreamcatcher Gahyeon

anal sex // ITZY Chaeryeong

hair-pulling // GIDLE Minnie

begging // aespa Karina

romantic sex // TWICE Dahyun

petplay // NewJeans Minji

[neoplatinum]

hold me tight - bts | kim dahyun

summary: maybe cupid could save us

pairing: dahyun x fem!reader

themes: angst, fluff, tension, use of flashbacks in italics, marriage counseling, reader insecurity, past physical violence (against original male character, not any member of twice), implied sex, some of twice!

wc: 7.2k

polished silverware, two table napkins, two sets of forks, and knives. a draped tablecloth, and the long wooden table stretching down the dining room. on two ends are two lost souls, once connected with bountiful joy and prosperity. now sat farther apart than the two ends of a colossal ship. barely stitched together by unspoken words and exhaustion.

"what time?" you dig into your steak, back and forth sliding it down the tender meat.

"2pm tomorrow. should i call your assistant?" dahyun digs at her roasted potatoes, a little sweet, just the way she likes it.

"no need, i'll be there." you counter, stabbing the slice of steak, digging into it. pushing the green peas a bit to the left, and sipping the wine. a delicacy truly.

"good." she says quietly, "pass me the pepper?" you look up, the bottle is in the middle.

the dmz line, you lean foward, grabbing a hold of the glass bottle, placing it into her hand.

"here."

"thank you."

the rest of the dinner is followed by the sounds of silverware, and only silverware.

--

dr. yoo jeongyeon, phd, lcpc

you stare at the plaque, gold serif lettering, bold face on top of a black rectangle, sitting directly in the middle of the edge of her desk. your loafers gently tapping the carpeted floor, in time with each tick of a second.

she looks confident, shoulders back and sinking into her leather chair. glasses perched on her nose, a montblanc in hand. eyes a little empty, but inviting, a little too inviting.

"thank you both for joining us today, first time?" dr. yoo starts, eyes taking a slow drift from dahyun to you.

dahyun's legs are tucked together, low heels and a brown suit. she leans forward at dr. yoo's question. "yes, first time."

a simple nod, and a scribble along her notepad. you tilt your head to the right.

"each session with me runs fifty minutes, no longer. if needed, it can be cut short." she says, placing some files away, shuffling paper away, and fixing her glasses. you both nod at the terms. "lovely, could i have you both introduce yourselves?" she continues, eyes back on you and dahyun.

you stare at dahyun.

"i'm dahyun, 26, a fashion designer and a wine enthusiast, lovely to meet you." dahyun stands up, offering a handshake. dr. yoo smiles lightly and shakes it.

"and you?"

"i'm dahyun's wife, 26, ceo and founder of future consultants llc, and a tennis enthusiast."

dr. yoo's eyes stare at you, but her pens moves quickly along the page.

dahyun stares at you, before looking back at her folded hands.

"thank you both, now could you both explain why you are here?" her eyes come back up, those glasses hanging so low is making you mad.

dahyun coughs into her hand.

"we need help." a little unsure, but a desperate plea. your foot stops tapping on the carpeted floor.

dr. yoo scribbles along a new line.

"and you?" the doctor stares at you. you sit up, fixing the buttons on your blazer.

"we're...not the same as we used to be." you say, pulling one leg over the other. dr. yoo nods at that, another line filled.

"alright, now, let me give you some insight on me. i'm dr. yoo jeongyeon, did my phd in human psychology, masters in counseling and bachelor's in neurology. and i'm a lcpc: licensed clinical professional counselor. you can say i'm a people enthusiast." she smiles lightly, dahyun laughs under her breath.

your foot goes back to tapping.

"let's get into it." she sets down the notepad. "could you tell me how you both met?"

--

"what's the maturity date for a treasury bond?"

"20 - 30 years, you seriously have to try harder, sam." you laugh, taking another sip of your beer. sam just grins and flips over a new flashcard.

"okay smarty pants, what are floating-rate notes?" sam taps the index card on the bar table. eyes a little playful, he always did like making you work for your reward.

"they're-"

"stop it ryan." behind you is the voice of a woman, her back hitting yours, nearly spilling your beer. you turn around, a man towering over her, hand on her wrist and his firm grip, stopping her. no matter how hard she tries to pull.

you signal sam.

"take your hand off her." you press down on his wrist, holding his arm in place. the woman stares at you and sam, bewildered eyes and still pulling against ryan's hold.

"fuck off." he spits in your face.

"yeah? let's see how your face looks after this pretty boy." you slam into his chest, him tumbling backwards, foot hitting the barstool and a loud thud hitting the floor. you spot the submariner on his wrist shining under the bar light, fuck.

sam's at the ready, hand on a switchblade, you signal him back, not him.

the woman gasps, hand immediately shooting her sore wrists, shit it looks bad. ryan's still on the group, and then he shoots up. hands at the ready to land a punch, weak form though. you sidestep him, letting him fall forward.

"daddy can't pay to fix your crooked nose?" you smirk at him, taunting him to do anything. his eyes ablaze as he tries again. what a foolish boy.

you let him try and land a left hook, before you start punching his jaw, one good liver punch and he topples over. damn, your jaw hurts too, men like him throw too much of their power into their punches.

"fuck, sam." you groan to your friend, hand trying to pop your jaw back into place. you do, letting out a low shout, before getting your stuff.

stay too long and then he'll call the cops, the last thing you need is another fine print on your academic file. you stumble forward, feeling blood dripping down the side of your head, cheeky bastard, he had rings on.

you barely manage to push the bar door, string of curses falling out of your lip, the cold air immediately frosting your breath. damn it all, and you left your beer half finished.

"excuse me!" the woman's voice carries from the door, and you can see her, urgently trying to get to you. "thank you so much back there."

she's trying to offer you some napkins from her clutch, all you can do it hope that liver punch suckered him to stay on the ground long enough for you to dissapear.

"you have anyone safe?"

"safe?"

you gesture a bit. "like a friend maybe? did you come alone?"

you lean to the side trying to get a glimpse of pretty boy, but he's no where in sight. a good thing. you can see sam though, shoving bills at the bartender, and grabbing jackets.

"no friends, i came with him." her hand goes back to her bruised wrist, yeah that looks awful. you're very glad you stepped in.

"listen, i need to leave now. i would love to do the whole 'thank you, you're welcome' pleasantries, but I don't know how long he'll stay down before he calls the cops."

you explain, seeing sam opening the bar door, urgent eyes calling for you to disappear into the night.

"could you take me home, i really have no other way to get back." you stare into the bar, oh pretty boy's up, shouting at a bartender. you need to exit NOW.

"okay, let's go. i know you're wearing heels, but keep up." you offer a hand, and disappear into the back alleyway. by the time you just turn around the corner at the end, you can hear the distant voice outside the bar.

you're finally in sam's beater car, an old hand-me-down from his grandma, with the girl from the bar in the backseat.

she keeps watching you from the mirror.

"where do you live?" you pull out of the back lot, she's still soothing her bruised wrist.

"eleanor court, upper east side." damn shit, of course she's rich too, loaded with daddy's money just like that dude you suckered punched. how you always manage being at the hands of rich people, you hope to find out soon, because this sucks.

the drive's pretty silent, sam's got his old 80s mixtapes playing from the car radio. and he's humming along as he taps on his passenger door, you're glad that at least one of you has a car.

"woah..." sam brings you out of your thinking. woah is correct, even sam can see it.

colonial style homes the size of manors down the perfectly paved roads. long outdoor lamp lights lining the street. lush bushes and trees lining the sides of the house. not a single police car in sight, you can even see fountains spouting water from a statue.

what a bunch of crap.

"dude, she's asleep." sam taps your shoulder, you quickly put his car in park. looking at her from the rear view, damn she is asleep, jacket covering her torso but her head leaning against the window.

damn, damn, damn.

one wrong HOA member being curious, and you can easily be thrown in jail for the rest of your life. you open your door, rushing to the backseat. opening the door, and placing your hand against her head to keep her body from falling out of the car.

"miss, we're home." she just curls into your hand. "sam, help me hold her up." he nods, using his bodyweight as a rest for the girl's body. you begin searching through her clutch, hopefully she has an id inside.

"kim dahyun.....501 eleanor court." you shove the id back into her clutch. "sam move." you grab a hold of her body, picking her body up. wrapping the jacket and clutch over top of her.

"stay in the car. i'll bring her in." you began walking down the eerily quiet neighborhood, goodness rich people are so pretentious. you struggle to open the gate. then you hear a low mechanic voice.

"hello, who are you?"

"hi, i'm just here to drop off a kim dahyun. she had an issue with some guy at the bar, and she needed someone to take her home." you speak into it, a clicking noise and then the metal box goes silent.

the large metal gates open, you step in, walking up to the front porch, pillars lining the wide entrance.

goodness, you need to get out of this neighborhood. the large wooden door opens and you see two people, a suited man and a maid. of course.

"miss dahyun?" the maid begans fussing over her, hand on her cheek, "oh my!" a loud gasp at the bruised wrist. you drop her into the leather couch.

"what happened?" the butler asks you, offering a towel at your dried blood.

you try your best to keep yourself from dirtying the house, both of them keep staring at you though.

"uh, some guy at the bar, ryan. he kept bruising her wrist, so i had to step in." you point at your head. the butler nods, and the maid begins inspecting the bruise.

"i told miss dahyun to stop seeing him." the butler explains, placing the jacket to cover her.

you nod, so this wasn't even the first time. the maid returns with soothing cream, applying the ointment over her bruised wrists. you stand idly by the couch, a little confused with what to do here.

you stare at dahyun's face, she's rather pretty is what you land on, before the man's voice brings you out of your focus.

"let me offer you a new shirt." you look down, and it does look like you just got into the ring with rocky, blood-dried splotches all over. the butler disappears before you can even say no.

with a folded new shirt, linen and italian, goodness these people have too much money, you shuffle into a bathroom.

changing into it quickly, eyeing all the towels and expensive soaps on the counter. you fix yourself up and exit, seeing the butler and maid still crowding around the girl.

"i, i really should leave. i'm sorry." the butler and maid are still trying to get you to stay, to offer some reward, but really all you want to do is leave this hellscape. unfamiliar faces, with unfamiliar mannerisms, its all too much.

--

"she saved me from a sleazy guy at a bar." dr. yoo jots it down.

"and you?"

"i, i guess i did?"

"you guess?"

"i, yes, i saved her from the sleazy guy." dr. yoo nods.

the ticking sound comes back clearer in your ear. the repetitive ticking feels like tumbling down a hill, imminent and quick swift death.

"let's move on then, how did you two start dating?"

"dahyun was insistent on paying me back for the bar, kept telling me she needed to." you offer.

dr. yoo nods, another scribble along the notepad. then she pulled the file from her desk, and two separate questionnaires werefilled out.

"and it says here, you both attended the same university." ever since dahyun found out you two attended the same university, she began urging you for dinner.

you tried very hard to say no, but in the quad, down the main academic path. she just kept finding you, like a needle in a haystick, she always managed to pick you out from the hundreds of students.

if she wasn't so nice about it, you might have considered it creepy.

"yes, brown." you nod.

"lovely school, my friend's alma mater." dr. yoo comments and lifts her head once more from the notepad.

"how's your sex life?"

you see dahyun's feet uncross and cross again. while you start tapping your foot again.

"we haven't done it," dahyun begins, "in a long while."

dr. yoo nods, and turns to you. "how does that make you feel?"

"i'm not sure."

dr. yoo nods again, dahyun's feet uncross and cross again. the clock's still ticking on the wall.

you are sure it's non-judgmental, it just makes you aggravated, like you're being lectured on how to love.

dahyun can't remember the last time you two have cherished each other. dinner's filled with delicious food, to cover the absence of enticing conversation.

being married to the point of small talk, has drained you both more than you wanted to admit.

"this is still the first session, so let's start with simple exercises. try and vocalize your appreciation for each other. this can be as simple as: i appreciate you doing the dishes today. remember, speaking the unspoken words can change your relationship for the better." dr. yoo stands up, offering you both a handshake and walking you both out her office.

--

"i have to get back to work." you comment, letting dahyun walk in front of you. she nods at that, you both are busy people, even though it's important to try and fix your breaking relationship, you both have jobs to do.

"i'll see you for dinner?" she says as you open her car door, holding a hand over her head as she sits.

"yes, dinner." she nods at you, wanting you to say more. you want to as well, a little unsure.

"thank you, for being here today." she starts, staring up into you, you smile lightly back at her, dahyun's still got that warm eye smile that makes your heart burst.

"you as well dahyun." you lean your head down a bit, "charlie, get her to her office safely." he nods from the rear view. and with that you close her door. watching the car roll away from the sidewalk.

it's weird to have to see a professional for marriage counseling, but in your heart, you do want to fix things with dahyun.

sweet dahyun who is always so concerned with everyone's wellbeing; often neglecting her own. the rest of the afternoon, you try and focus on work, feeling downright awful about how your relationship has disintegrated.

--

"dahyun? i'm home." you enter the brownstone, a little more excited to be home. she's in the kitchen, an adorable brown bear apron over top.

"hey, i'm making pasta tonight." she's smiling.

"need help?"

"no, i should be good. could you set the table?" you leave the kitchen, entering the wine pantry, grabbing one that you know she loves. as well as two glasses, a gift from her parents.

dahyun's walking out with bowls of pasta, surprised to see the bottle in hand.

you begin pouring them into the two glasses, passing one to her, she thanks you quietly, placing down the bowls, and returning to the kitchen. you follow after her, grabbing knives and forks and napkins.

she's busy with another dish, and you hum to yourself, cleaning the silverware while waiting for her.

"damn it. fuck fuck fuck." dahyun's hand jerks back against the pot, her hand instantly going to hold it. you drop the silverware in the sink, quick strides towards her. she burned herself with the pot.

"dahyun, let me see." there are tears in her eyes, and she's shaking her head, she's always been so dismissive of her own pain. you take her hand gently, looking at it. it's definitely bad, red skin over top, hot to the touch. "let's run it under cold water, okay?"

she nods, even though there's tears in her eyes, and all she wants to do is just shrink into herself.

you run the water cold, feeling for it before letting it run over her burned finger. the tears in her eyes are still there, threatening to spill out.

then dahyun cries out. "i'm so stupid, i can't even cook a simple dinner." her tears are falling, much like the water over the hurt finger. like letting the pain rain out from her heart.

"oh dahyun, no you aren't stupid, you never were." you hug her tightly, letting her head fall to your shoulders, quietly crying against your shirt. she cries even harder at that, an anguish cry out for help,

you feel your own tears spring up. how you hate seeing dahyun cry.

"how is it?" you ask, pulling her away, looking at the finger under the water. it's less red, still there but it looks better.

"hurts." she pouts.

"let me go grab some ointment, stay here okay?" you leave, turning down the hallway to the bathroom, rummaging through the medicine cabinet for ointment cream to sooth the pain.

you return quickly, gently dabbing the cream over her finger with a q-tip. letting out a low hiss, and you apologize quickly, letting her relax a bit before continuing to spread it around.

"okay?" you step back, throwing away the q-tip.

"it's good, thank you." then she slips away to finish dinner. you stand by letting out a breath you didn't know you were holding, with every bit of your heart, you hope that dahyun wants to work this out as much as you do.

--

"hello, come on in." dr. yoo's now a familiar face, always a warm if not stoic face. never showing signs of disinterest or much of an opinion, you begin to wonder what it takes to be a professional therapist.

"thank you." you let dahyun ahead of you, her sitting in the left armchair, while you sit on the right. fixing your blazer as you sit with one leg over the other. eyes watching dr. yoo in anticipation.

"how are you both doing?" she starts, that same montblanc in hand, a new shirt, dark blue and glasses hanging on her nose.

dahyun looks to you.

"we're doing okay." you offer, a little smile on your face.

"and you?" dr. yoo turns her head towards dahyun.

"we're doing better." dahyun fiddles with the band-aid over her finger. your eyes linger on it, a reminder of the small act of affection.

"lovely, last time you both mentioned that sexual intimacy had not happened in some time. has that changed since our last session?"

dahyun coughs into her hand, sinking into her armchair. you look away from her.

"no, it hasn't changed." dahyun speaks softly, like she's confessing a sin. you fold your hands over each other.

dr. yoo nods, another line written.

"how is work-life balance for you two?" dr. yoo stares into you, you sit up again.

"it's fine, the normal 9-6pm work day." dr. yoo jots that down. the clock continues to tick in your ears.

"what about you?" dahyun stares at the floor.

"it's okay, usually after work i'll unwind with some wine or television series." dahyun's always been so absorbed with her dramas, often asking you to join her to watch them. you often decline with the pre-tense of overflowing work from the day.

"ah yes, you mentioned you are a wine enthusiast." dahyun nods, wine has always been something she indulged in, you don't share the same love for the drink. finding it all a bit too much for yourself.

"could you tell me how that started?" your eyes go wide a bit, you never bothered to ask dahyun that, just assuming she's always enjoyed it.

"my late father used to own a winery, when i was able to start drinking he started training me as a sommelier." you knew of mr. kim's obsession with wine.

multiple wine cellars across his basement, walls lined with rows of wooden aisles, each row lined with bottles filling the basement. often times you snuck into the basement with dahyun sharing kisses and giggles away from the prying eyes of her parents.

"sorry to hear that mrs. kim, that's lovely to hear that you still has a passion for wine." dr. yoo continues, letting the words fly across the notepad. you uncross and cross the other leg over.

"and you mentioned you were a tennis enthusiast, how did that start?" dr. yoo's eyes are still on the notepad, pen quickly running across the page. you lean forward a bit.

"my friend sam, used to sneak us into the tennis bubble after work, when all the people left the country club. and we would play for hours." dr. yoo nods, more lines filling across the page.

"you never told me it was because of sam, you said it was just a hobby you had." dahyun comments, eyes on you, a little suprised at the conversation.

"i couldn't afford tennis equipment, too expensive." you explain.

dr. yoo continues to write as you and dahyun talk.

"but all those times you came to the country club, you offered to pay for the tab." dahyun leans into you a bit, you let your eyes wander over the name plaque on dr. yoo's desk.

"had to work overtime to pay it off." dahyun sinks back into her chair.

"and dahyun, you seem suprised, how does this make you feel?"

she looks back at her hands.

"i feel awful, i didn't know it costed that much for you." you return your gaze to her, watching the anguish in her eyes.

you wish you didn't feel ashamed about your financial situation, but every second spent with the kims was another jab at your own social status.

"i'm sorry dahyun, i kept it from you because i didn't want you to treat me differently." you shrink a bit, pulling the blazer a bit tighter. eyes falling to the floor naturally.

"and i'm sorry too, for never noticing." dahyun speaks it softly, you barely register the words.

you just nod, letting her hand hold yours. you can't bring yourself to look at her, too ashamed that you feel like you have to hide yourself from the woman you devoted your life to.

you begin to think about the early days of dating dahyun, days filled with anticipation of seeing her. constantly checking your account for how much you could expend on your paycheck, often stretching it for a simple date.

often on the weekends, the kim's visited the country club, the managers all fussing over them, pampering them with free items, as if the rich needed more free item, it used to make you angry.

but never dahyun, a sweet girl built upon integrity and honesty, always offering to pay. treating you with respect that most members of the country would never do, them often throwing towels or other trash at you to pick up. and with gritted teeth, you always do, remembering you needed this job.

"so you both met often at the country club?" dr. yoo cuts into your thinking, pulling you out of your memories. one's that are filled with happiness and anger, all in the same bunch. anger at the rich, but happiness at seeing that beautiful smile in person.

"yes, i worked there, and dahyun's family were well known members there." you explain, squeezing dahyun's hand in yours.

--

"2 o'clock, the kims." your head snaps up from the tennis magazine you're reading. and there you can see your supervisor and your supervisor's supervisor crowding around the kim's.

especially dahyun's mother, she was always more prone to fawning at the attention that the staff would shower them in.

"stand up!" you read from your supervisor's mouth, then he goes back to smiling fakely at the kim's probably hoping to pick at their pockets later when they're far too tipsy from all the champagne they bathe in.

"one day i'm going to strangle him." you side whisper to sam as you both bow at the family.

"not if i get to him first." sam side whispers back, smiling at the kim's. continue to bow at them as they walk across the lobby to the courts. squeaky new tennis shoes on the marble floor.

"hey! you work here!" that familiar voice., you've been trying to avoid her since she found you in the quads hanging out with sam. insistently trying to get you to let her pay you back for the bar.

"hi miss, glad to see you are doing better." sam walks away, citing a need for a bathroom break, but you know better with the way he playfully walks away.

"you still haven't said yes to letting me pay you back."

"because you don't have to pay me back, i just did a nice deed."

"and you should be rewarded." you just sink back into your stool. letting her lean over the desk. "well as kim dahyun, a prized patron here, i order you to follow me to the courts."

"the courts?"

"yes, i want to play." you stand up, heading into the back to get that signature tennis racket that she loves so much, specific engraving of her name etched on the neck of the racket. "grab another one!" she shouts from the desk. you grab a generic one, one that still costed way more than a month's paycheck. placing both racquets under your arm.

"here's what we're going to do, three games, if i win three, i get to pay you back for the bar, dinner on me.

"miss dahyun, that really isn't neccessary."

"it's my wish, and you can't deny a patron's wish here."

so you get beaten, pretty badly, 0 - 3. with you sweating and falling on your back, breathing heavy as dahyun grins from the other side of the court. letting out a loud laugh.

"dinner on me, i'll drag you there myself if i have to!" dahyun's still bouncing a tennis ball with her racket while you recover your breath, all you can do is lift an arm to give her a thumbs up.

--

"well i am afraid our time is up for today, please schedule a session again soon." dr. yoo offers a light smile, and walks you both out of the door. letting the heavy door close behind you. you look at dahyun, she hasn't looked at you since the confession.

you walk her to her car, "dahyun, i really am sorry for hiding it from you. i just didn't want money to affect us."

she stares at your blazer, it's buttoned, the same button she stitched on a couple weeks ago.

"but it does, doesn't it?"

"money?" you stop to think about it, as much as you tried to let it not be a determining factor in your relationship with dahyun.

it really does bleed into your relationship, leaving you paralyzed with fear that she'll leave you.

when you first met the kim's for an official dinner introduced as dahyun's girlfriend, you spent hours with sam trying to find a decent hand-me-down outfit for the dinner.

they were not impressed to say the very least, you had no proper dinner manners. confused your soup spoon with the dessert spoon. nearly knocking wine onto mr. kim.

"i think it did, for a very long time." you open the door for dahyun, letting her in, hand covering her head as she sits inside. you walk over to the driver's side, sitting inside. "i wanted to prove myself to your family, but mostly to you."

"you didn't need to prove anything to me." she says, hands gently grabbing yours. you feel your heart sink a bit.

"it sucked, seeing all your friends get gifted lavish trips and designer bags, while all i could afford to do was cook you homemade dinners." you explain, thinking back your university days, meeting dahyun's friend.

"but that's what they didn't have." she counters. "all the homemade gifts, it was just gifts with enough value to hold each other over."

you really did try your best, with limited budget and often asking for favors. you did your best to offer the best anniversary, valentine's, and birthday gifts.

all of which were intended to express your love for her, spending hours decorating homemade cakes, learning how to cook dinners for two. renting cars to go on road trip, all of which you happily experienced with dahyun.

"i wanted to be someone you could confidently show off to your friends." you think back to dahyun's birthday parties.

open bars, waiters and a massive table filled with gifts for her. all you could do was stare in wonder at the exuberant gifts, all the while you would shrink into yourself, trying to hide your embarrassment watching her open your gifts.

"do you? did you...resent me for it? having money i mean." dahyun drops the question you've been trying so hard to ignore. it's been plaguing your mind lately, how you think about how hard you tried, giving your all into your work for an ounce of validation from the kim's.

validation that you never seem to get.

"no, never. never you, you were the only person i didn't resent." you smile at her, genuinely, and she smiles back. you're glad you met her, even if the circumstances have made your life complicated.

"for the record, i was always confident in showing you off, because i knew who you were in your heart." you give her hand a squeeze as you drive home.

--

"another hour please, i'll pay triple." you say, staring at dr. yoo.

"i'm sorry mrs. kim, but i have another appointment." she stands up, trying to walk you out of the room, and when the door opens, there stands two woman on the other side.

"sorry for the delay, mrs. and mrs. park."

"no worries, dr. yoo, sana and i don't mind." the two woman nod at you, before sitting in the same chairs that you and dahyun were sitting just seconds ago.

"i'm sorry mrs. kim, but really, we don't have more time today, schedule another appointment soon." and dr. yoo closes her heavy wooden door.

you nod solemnly, "dr. yoo, i'm sorry for my behavior." you explain, a bit embarrassed now.

"no need, i understand. go check up on mrs. kim." she just nods and gives your shoulder a pat, closing the door again.

now you stand in the office lobby, with a crying dahyun in a chair.

you sink to your knees, eyes staring up at her. her hair like curtains to her face, concealing the quiet sniffles and sobs that she's letting out.

"dahyun, darling?"

the tears keep falling, staining her dress pants, you hold her shaky hands. as she speaks to you, holding her breath here and there to control her emotions. "you never told me."

"i know, i didn't want to burden you." rubbing at her hands to sooth the pain in her heart.

"but isn't that what we're here for, to shoulder each other's burdens." she cries louder, a couple in the office look over, but you don't care right now. you brush the tears away.

"we are, i just, i didn't know how to tell you."

"but he, he did all that to you, and you didn't tell me. he's my own father."

"i know, i am sorry."

"let's go home please, i want to talk at home." you nod, letting her walk to the car, following her footsteps closely.

--

dr. yoo welcomes you both into her office, getting familiar with the diptyque roses candle burning lowly on the desk.

"mrs. and mrs. kim, please have a seat." dahyun smiles as she sits down, a new pair of glasses hanging on her nose.

"new glasses?" you ask.

dr. yoo smiles at that, pushing up the glasses. "yes, new! just got them yesterday. you smile, dr. yoo has become a familiar and friendly face with you and dahyun. almost like she's a friend, almost.

"shall we get started?" she looks up at you two, that same notepad in hand and the montblanc.

you both nod in sync.

"so, how have you both been?"

"good." dahyun smiles a bit, letting her arm lay along the armchair, eyes brighter than usual. you smile at that.

"and you?"

"we're doing better, i'm happier." dr. yoo write it along a new line, a light smile on her face.

"that's lovely to hear, could you explain why?" dr. yoo picks her head up, watching you explain how life has been. there's been a shift at home, dahyun and you having more time to go on dates instead of tensed dinners filled with the sounds of silverware.

"we spend more time together, having lunch together, and dinner's have become fun to cook together." dr. yoo nods at that, more words written along the notepad, you share a warm gaze at dahyun. her eyes smiling in that way you love so much.

"i haven't asked this before, but how are the in-laws?"

you immediately frown, thinking about the pretentious man that was dahyun's father. a dicator in the family, ruling with an iron fist and often giving you trouble for growing up "different." as he so nicely put it.

you often remember dinner's with the kims filled with biting your tongue and just letting snide comments go by, even dahyun's mother had no say whenever he made uncomfortable jokes.

"i don't think dahyun's parents liked me much, especially her father." you sit back, continuing your thoughts about the demanding man.

"could you expand on that?"

"i didn't grow up rich, which was the biggest thing he disliked, he didn't think i was a good fit for dahyun." you explain, often remembering the side comments that her father would make when dahyun couldn't hear.

"and did you know about this?" dr. yoo turns to dahyun.

"yes. he was adamant about me breaking up with her but i never did." that you didn't know. you always assumed that it was just sly comments towards you, but never did mr. kim outward display his disdain towards you to dahyun.

you button up your jacket. dr. yoo continues to write across her page, leaving you both to sit and think about dahyun's words.

"understood, do you think dahyun's parents affected your relationship with dahyun?" you think about the question, how loaded it all is, you cannot even begin to explain how suffocating being around him was.

family dinners spent trying to escape into the bathroom so he would stop pestering you about your business ventures, or the capital that you had under your belt. you just shudder whenever it becomes holiday seasons.

fearful of the power that mr. kim had over you, one of his last wishes before he passed away was upending his entire gambling debt onto you.

it had become a hold over you, that he would only support the love that you had for dahyun if you were able to help pay off his debt. it became a huge burden on your shoulders, conjuring up a plan to reach financial freedom and success without hindering dahyun's future.

one that you wanted to support from day one, pushing her towards her goal of becoming a fashion designer, every day you suffered at the hands of her father, letting his debt take over your life, all to prove your devotion to dahyun.

and it hurt, to shoulder this weight alone, you always had shouldered the weight of the world on your shoulders to begin with.

"yes, unfortunately. dahyun's father, he. he told me that by taking on his gambling debt before he died, that he would allow me to marry dahyun." you explain, feeling your shoulders release tension.

dr. yoo continues to write fervently, eyes on the page, but a slight nod here and there. you can feel dahyun's gaze on your face, one in disbelief and utter shock. you turn to look at her, meeting her blank eyes.

more than anything, you beg for dahyun to understand, to really understand where you are coming from. a whole life you lived having to make opportunities for yourself, little to no support from others. fighting tooth and nail just to prove that you are worth it. that you are deserving of success and love.

"were you aware she took on your father's debt?" dr. yoo looks to dahyun, not missing a beat or letting any inflection slip in her tone.

"i wasn't. i wasn't even aware he had debt to begin with. what? sorry. um, what? no sorry, how much?" dahyun turns to you, trying to understand all the information that has just been dumped onto her.

"50 million." you sigh, just thinking about the figures. spending late nights calculating interest, and ways to even pay off the large sum of money.

"50? million?" dahyun stands up suddenly, you stand up too. watching her bewildered eyes scan across the room, trying to control her breathing, watching the clock, watching the blue in the reds in the carpet. holding herself as she walks out of the room.

you stare at the open door, the sight of dahyun turning and sinking into a chair.

dr. yoo stands up.

"mrs. kim, perhaps we should end this session here today. dahyun seems to be shutting down."

--

you and dahyun are standing on both ends of the table, her eyes filled with tears as she glares at you.

"you don't think i recognize money-obsessed? you think i can't recognize my father turning you into him? that's all i can see! our marriage is falling apart and you have become my father and i've become my own mother!"

"dahyun, please, all i wanted was to marry you, he forced his hand, i didn't know what else to do." you can feel yourself shaking a bit, your heart racing as you both stand on opposite ends of the room.

"you should have told me." dahyun arms are crossed as she stares you down.

"i didn't want to tarnish the image of your father. i just wanted to love you, and if that was the final condition to marry you, i would do it.." you throw your arms around, frustrated with all this confrontation.

"his gambling debt costed us years of our marriage, can't you see? all this time you wanted to prove yourself to him, he just used you to fix his own problems." dahyun uncrosses her arms, voice reverberating around the large dining room.

"i thought, i thought it would, make him okay with me." your hands drop to your face as you cry into your hands. dahyun stops and walks over to you, wrapping her arms around you, holding you tightly.

"oh darling, i wish you didn't care so much for him opinion." she softly rubs your hair, rubbing circles into the back of your chest as you cry freely. for the first time in a long time, you feel the exhaustion, sadness, yearning all come crashing through your body.

"i wish i didn't too." through long cries in between you finally vocalize it.

"but you love me? isn't that why you did all this?" she questions, a thought thats been plaguing her mind. do you still love her? do you still have the same passion for her you once declared openly to the world? do you still mean each vow you said to her as your hands held hers?

"i do, more than anything else in the world, i love you. my words can only show so much of it." you lift your head up, wiping her tears as she wipes yours.

a small smile on her lips, it's all so stupid.

"show me." she stops crying for a bit, eyes glimmering with hope. she stares at you, in that way you love so much.

"show you?" you try and stop the tears, getting a clearer view of her face.

"show me how much you love me." she says crashing her lips into yours, pulling you forward, your feet nearly stumbling as you wrap your arms around her waist. "show me."

she whispers against your lips, like a spell, you nod and grab a hold of her, rushing you both into your bedroom. you try and show her, that the passion you have for her has always been there, and always will.

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"mrs and mrs. kim!" dr. yoo invites you in, a warm light shining into the room. you both get seated, while dahyun lets go of your hand.

"i know last time, we had a bit of an outburst, how has that been?" dr. yoo stares at you both, notepad in hand.

"we resolved it." dahyun says confidently.

"resolved it?" she stares at dahyun. dahyun just nods.

"and you? what do you think?"

"we resolved it." you nod back, smiling at dahyun.

"alright, that's lovely to hear. so to follow up, how is sexual intimacy going?" dr. yoo notes the light blush on your faces, unwilling to look at her or even each other.

"it's, it's um, it's good." dahyun starts and coughs a bit, shuffling her feet.

"and you?"

"it's good. very good." you reply, and dahyun slaps your arm, trying to get you to shut up. "oh i see." dr. yoo writes along a new line of her notepad. eyes reviewing her notes so far, comparing previous sessions with this one.

"is there more we should discuss?" dr. yoo comments, eyes lifting off the page again, a light smile upon her face.

"no, i don't think so." dahyun nods at your words, you smile at her. and she shares that same eye smile that you love so much right back.

"right then, well, these sessions are on a as-needed basis. so let me say this in the nicest way possible. i hope we never have to meet in this room again. although my door is always open." dr. yoo gives you both a wink as she ushers you both outside. you wrap your arm around dahyun's shoulder, a little smile on your face.

you hold onto dahyun just a little tighter.

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a/n: genuinely had so much trouble with this fic, but it has come to fruition so i'm happy regardless! had to do research on marriage counseling and i hope it is obvious but this is fictional and i am not a licensed therapist so there will be inaccuracies. also shoutout to @cry4mina who listened to me word vomit my troubles with this fic <3 please listen to the song as well as look up the meaning of the song!! stay safe and stay healthy everyone!!

to @saiiidahyunee this fic is for you, hope you enjoyed <333

[iznsfw]

above the law, (under you)

TWICE's Chou Tzuyu x Male Reader Smut

4,629 words

Categories | lawyer!Tzuyu x criminal!you, thighjob, blowjob

Quick one for TWICE's maknae. Hope you like it.

The thing about law is that it's actually quite flexible. Forget what your law professors taught you and all those fines the government threatens. If you manage to lie with just a bit of space for truth to distort your falsehoods into, you can get out of anything easily. That's certain, actually, no matter what consequences are inscribed into whatever bible juries and judges have. Maybe you'd only have to spend a few days in jail, probably narrowly avoid a death sentence. 

At least, that's how it works when you've got a good lawyer. 

Oh, yeah, that's what Tzuyu is for. Lucky you.

"So you understand," she says, spreading your files on the desk like it were butter across toast (don't mind the choice of comparison; your stomach is growling), "that it gets suspicious."

Actually, you don't. "Do elaborate."

Tzuyu sighs. She drags a hand along her golden hair. Normally, colored hair in the courtroom would be looked down on, but she's reached that kind of status that it doesn't matter what she does or who she represents—whether she wins or loses the trial for you, she's Chou Tzuyu, and everyone still gives her the deserved respect. 

But with you, the situation is more dangerous. It's a hit or miss with you, and now, the two of you are getting closer and closer to missing.

"You've been in and out of juvie since you were in middle school," she says, one pinky up to count the factors. Another as she goes on, "And you haven't stopped robbery and physical assault since then. You raged in the divorce court, too, so trust me: when it comes to custody of your kid, it doesn't get easier."

Three fingers. Three's the charm, right?

"Well," you curl down the sides of your mouth and raise your hands, "obviously."

Again, you're lucky to have Tzuyu. She's the only one who's paid enough to put up with your bullshit. She's the only one who can get you out of said bullshit. If you said that to anybody else, they'd kick you out, and you know enough already about being excluded and rejected.

That's not to say you feel sorry for yourself, just to be clear. You're too used to this rowdy lifestyle that your own actions don't humiliate you. Neither does the fact that you haven't matured from the age of sixteen. 

In that case, you do feel sorry for Tzuyu, though. She's an intelligent and beautiful young woman. She's only going forward from here on out, but you'll always hang onto the hem of her dress pants like a tail. You're a mistake that no Mongol pencil top can erase, and that's been sealed into her mind long after she accepted to represent you. 

She's the one getting paid anyway. No need to muck over it.

"Did you do it, though?" Tzuyu asks. 

"Do what?"

"Did you beat up your ex-wife's husband in front of her?" 

Honesty is a virtue that only your lawyer is deserving of. So, "Yeah."

Tzuyu pinches her nose. "And the drunk texts?"

"Uh huh."

"The lamb blood on the yard?" 

"All me, baby," you answer. 

You're a bit regretful, to be honest. Not for the fucked up shit you did to coax your ex-wife into getting back with you, but with how you failed to use your own blood to write out "YOU'LL ALWAYS BE MINE, DAHYUN!" in front of her house. But you've already crossed one too many lines.

"You sound proud," Tzuyu notes. "Don't you realize how this can influence the trial?"

Do you? Probably, but you've gone to court so many times, against so many people, that it's become like a second home. The Corinthian columns looming over you don't scare you anymore. Neither do the judge and jury.

Maybe the reason you keep fucking shit up is the need for something to feel?

You haven't felt anything in a long time besides anger. Maybe that's it. Maybe that's why you keep doing what you do despite knowing it can ruin your few good relationships with the few good people who deal with you.

"You can get me out of this alright, Tzuyu," you say. Prop your feet on the opposite plush seat that stands at the front of her desk. "Just lie—you know, it's your job."

"I'm a lawyer, not a magician," Tzuyu says, speaking through her grinding teeth. "I'm not another foolproof way to buy yourself out of consequences."

"That's nice. Got that comeback off searching 'badass lawyer quotes'?"

Tzuyu stares at you. She's really too cute to be in a courtroom, but the way her full lips are set and her eyes glare through your soul make you remember that she's up there for a reason. All these certificates and awards placed on her wall and bookshelves aren't out of nothing. She deserves respect from you because she's still your lawyer, she's still your only way out of going to prison.

"You just… don't care, huh," Tzuyu remarks. "Everything about this is just one huge joke to you."

Her tone isn't far from her usual formal one, but it's mixed with realization, too. She realizes that you'll always be like this. It's not your job or your kids or work—it's you. It's all on you.

"But really," she continues, with a small, bitter laugh, "the funny thing is I actually held out hope for you."

She did? 

You've been waiting a lifetime to feel something that isn't rage. You're surprised to find out that it would happen, and the thing would be guilt.

"I—I thought that if I did everything I could for you," she says, her fists curling tighter to the beat of every syllable, "for you to get away scot-free, you'd actually put some sense in yourself." She smiles sarcastically. "But I was stupid to think that, wasn't I?" 

Everyone's been disappointed in you one way or another. It's no lie that your parents are. There's also a reason why your siblings won't talk to you anymore. But the disappointment riding off Tzuyu's words hurt unexpectedly. It breaks you. 

It also, somehow, angers you. 

"Get out of my office." She points to the door. "I'm done with you."

"No, you're fucking not," you reply. 

Tzuyu's accustomed to your banter and attitude, but that actually stops her in her tracks. She looks at you with disbelief.

Your smile quakes with anger. "We're not done until I say so, Tzuyu."

"That doesn't work on me."

"Come on, let's face it, attorney," you say, stressing the title with false respect. Set your hands on the desk scattered with files and folders. "You like me."

Tzuyu rolls her eyes. "Oh, please, spare me the—"

"No." 

Your steps trace a marble path to the back of her desk, to the place that should be off-limits to you. You never raped or anything, but you remain a criminal, and she remains a lawyer who has to set boundaries. 

However, all boundaries are crossed when you've got her backed up to the edge of her desk, when her pretty face is centimeters away, and your hands are itching to tear the high fashion uniform off her slender body.

It's the first time you've ever seen Chou Tzuyu scared. Her face is set to a poker expression in the courtroom and out of it, but seeing her parted lips and wide doe eyes ignite your emotions. It's new, it's different, and you love it more than you should.

"Come on, Tzuyu," you press, tilting your head to the side. "You know why you want to keep defending me after all the fuckery I did."

"And what can that be?" Tzuyu asks. Her brows are raised.

Another question, you see. This girl really should stop inquiring about things she knows well the answer to, but, graciously, you say it out loud for her. You're a good guy like that. "Didn't I say it already? You like me. Admit it: you're tired of defending guys who at best stole from Walmart. You want the real horror. You want me."

It's all delusions to grope for the upper hand, but you see Tzuyu's eyes. You can read them well from all the time you've unwillingly(?) spent together, you know that her rare expression of vulnerability means something:

You've caught her.

"Oh." Smile. Your rambling holds some truth after all. "So I'm right. Of course you like me."

"Don't flatter yourself," Tzuyu snaps. She struggles to keep eye contact with you. 

"No, no." Guide her face to meet your gaze. "You want some relief. It's not easy being a lawyer, definitely not easier to fall for a psychopath client. But it just happens. You can't control it."

She swallows, looks down, and shakes her head. That's something she's humble enough to admit. "No…" 

"Of course. I can give you what you want, you know."

"I don't want anything from you," says Tzuyu. Her eyes fire an unspoken word of caution to you. "You don't know what you're trying to do."

"For a lawyer," you chuckle, "you're a terrible liar. I thought that was the whole thing with you people."

"I told you to leave already." 

"Oh, I'm not going anywhere," you say, sliding your hands down to her tiny thing of a waist, "until you tell me what you actually feel."

You can feel Tzuyu's breaths accent the rises and rests of her tight midriff. She's contemplating this over, but she knows that she's grown fond of you. You know this, too. Like you said, there's a reason for her staying with you. 

You have to admit you've grown fond of seeing her, too. Her face is more than easy on the eyes. Hearing her as well is an everyday delight; her soft voice is melodious, even when she's describing your crimes. 

So, what's there to say? 

"It's not right," Tzuyu says. The shakes of her head are too repetitive to be sincere. "I can't be biased towards you. I… I have to be professional."

"It's just you and me, sweet," you quip. Step closer so that her body's flush against your form and her gaze can go nowhere. "Live a little. Who cares if it's wrong?"

"My career—" she tries.

"Tzuyu. Come on. Fuck the convict you want so badly. I put you through enough already."

Understanding passes through her eyes, mingled with hesitation and a sprinkle of fear. She wonders, as she peers at your face from a taller height, how you knew about the whole crush ordeal. Was she too obvious? Flirty? Patient? It can be one or the other, and she'd still have to dial it down.

But her heart skips several beats that her words come unrehearsed. Your hands at her waist, so close yet so far to where she needs them to be, trigger her needs. 

So, there it is: she needs you. She has to accept that.

"O-okay," Tzuyu finally agrees. 

"There you are. You finally came around."

"Just shut up and fuck me."

"Oh, you'd love that, wouldn't you?" Your shameless kisses end up on her neck and collarbone that peek through the ends of her blazer and the neckline of her innerwear. "I know you thought about it, Tzuyu. How I'd bend you over on this desk, fuck your brains out, make you cum more times than you can count."

As you pull the blazer from her body, Tzuyu hisses, "Don't get too happy, dickhead."

How unprofessional of her. But you have to admit it feels powerful to be able to extract the most unladylike of words from a woman who'd never dare utter them. And you're just getting started—she's only sitting on the edge of her desk, and not even filled with your cock yet. 

Your fingers aren't idle. They appreciate her tall curves and the fullness of her thighs. They even slip under that pencil skirt to feel around for her center. 

Of course, you find it. You find it under a layer of flimsy shorts and panties. Tease her clit; have her legs join in attempts to undergo the stimulation. 

And then—

"Oh my god," she whines. Tzuyu purses her lips. Curls her fingers at the cliff of the desk. "Feels so good."

"I know it does," says you. "Why don't you return the favor? Jerk off my cock with those pretty hands?"

Her posture becomes too straight to be proper as you press your fingers at her sensitive pink walls. "I've done too much for you. Y-you don't deserve any more favors."

That's fair. She's still a smart girl, even when she's soaking your fingers. 

Can she be a good girl? To be a good girl or not to be—that is the question.

"You're right. My cock deserves to be inside you, not just in your hand."

The faster pace has Tzuyu's legs jerking. "Fuck you."

Chuckle. "You are."

Maybe you don't need a handjob as a warm-up. Your cock already erects by itself watching Tzuyu react and moan to your digits pumping in and out of her. Her beautiful arms, free from the blazer, struggle and strain to stay upwards with how quick you're fingerfucking her. Her unkempt whines are so unlike her that there's complete pride inside of you, an arrogance, even, that's birthed from the fact that you make her like this. You're so fucked up that it turns her on when it shouldn't, and now that you're fucking her, the immorality of everything gets her wet. 

"P-please," she says. Her doe eyes are watery with need. 

She's never said that outside of the courtroom, where she says that only for formality's sake. But here she is, anyway, begging you for something she'll have to spell out if she doesn't want you to go crazy and fuck her in every corner of her office. 

Maybe that's what you'd do anyway.

"What is it, Tzuyu?" you ask. Your fingers strain while the heel of your hand hits and rubs her clit. "Tell me what you want. Tell me what you need."

"Please," again, "faster. Oh my god, that's all I ever want, please go faster."

No more do her legs close. Rather, they part. They welcome your thrusts and rubs. She's completely allowing you to fuck her, despite how wrong it is and how it can screw up your future trials. Bias this and bias that are things she doesn't care about anymore. All she knows is that her nipples ache to be pinched, and her pussy awaits more of your thrusts because she's close. So close that she could taste euphoria already.

"Should I go rougher, hm?"

"Please, fffuck, I don't know." As you squeeze one of her handful-sized breasts, she bites her lip hard. "Just fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, please, make me c-cum—"

When Tzuyu orgasms, it's messy yet quiet. Her formality shows up even in sex. Her moans are tight and so is her pussy as it clenches down on your fulfilling digits, and you have to perk your ears up to hear her sounds of pleasure. She's still a quiet girl, barely talkative (though you've managed to pull a few pleas out of her already), and you're completely trying to change that with your pumps.

Your lips create a purple bruise on her neck. Tzuyu sighs and gasps helplessly. She's wetting your fingers like a flood, and you keep provoking the natural yet woman-made disaster; you drag your fingers at her velvety, weak spots and venture deeper. 

You don't have to ask her if it was good. She's panting heavily, and sucks on the soaked fingers you've led to her face to calm herself down. Watching her pink lips work away at your hand, as if she were suckling something completely different, makes you more turned on. Her warm wet mouth deserves to be somewhere else rather than just your pointer and middle.

"Now that wasn't so bad," you say. Draw them out of her mouth. "You didn't leave any for me to taste. How selfish."

"You still could." Tzuyu points to her mouth. 

It's clear that she's wanted you to kiss her forever. When your lips press against her mouth, she immediately slips her tongue inside. You return the favor, but also to have her own self-made taste of love. 

As expected, she's fucking delicious. 

You hold her head in place as the two of you kiss for seconds that felt like hours. After, you're breathless.

"You're a good kisser," she comments. 

"You want me to tell you what else is good?" 

"Oh, please. Show, not tell." 

Your belt's off and soon, your trousers are as well. Tzuyu's gazing at your hard cock with admiration. It just boosts your pride and arrogance—you can never tell the difference between the two when they mix and match with each other so often.

"No one told me criminals had big dicks," says Tzuyu. She skates her hand on your cock, stroking it softly. Her eyes have left it and instead seal on your faltering gaze. 

"You learn something new everyday." Try not to make your shuddering breaths obvious when she starts jerking you off. "You like?"

"I think… I think I want to suck it."

"Go ahead. No one's stopping you."

"There're a lot of people stopping me," she informs you. "If they find out I'm fucking a client, then what?"

She doesn't live up to her words of concern because she hops off the table cleanly and kneels anyway. Her small face looks even tinier next to your cock. And you realize now how her mouth is miniscule too after she wraps her lips around your cockhead. 

You shiver. 

Tzuyu's staring again. 

This time, her large eyes are directed up at you. She doesn't have to focus on your dick when her mouth is doing it for her. With each harsh swipe of her tongue on your tip and the drawing of her mouth closer to the base, your cock grows wetter with her drool and precum. 

"Your mouth is amazing, Tzuyu," you say. You're not afraid to admit that.

She responds to you not with words, but with more suckling. She closes her lips around your base then slowly brings her mouth up. She repeats this cycle of pleasure until your whole rod is coated with her. When she feels you throb in her orifice, she giggles—what's more satisfying than seeing the guy who put her through hell become weak?

You're in a daze of your own, too. As much as you like seeing Tzuyu dominate the court with her steady voice and no-nonsense look, she looks so much better when she's on her knees. When her hands wrap your hips to thrust her head forward and force your length down her tight throat. When the usually serious look in her eyes fades into obscurity and is replaced with an almost innocent look that says "come on, use me, fuck my mouth."

That's exactly what you do anyway. You don't need her prodding to fuck her pretty face.

Tzuyu's hums vibrate on your sensitive flesh. The back of your cock slides deliciously on her tongue and almost all of your rod slides down her throat. It bulges; you can tell even without looking down. She's a slim girl after all. It's easy to fuck and fold and use her. This situation isn't any different.

"Yeah, that's it," you say, grinning. "Take my cock, Tzuyu. Take it like a good girl."

Her ears burn. Her thighs squirm together, and that's how you find out that she might like being called a good girl more than you'd think. Stroking her hair that looks like it was personally woven with real gold has her whining. You can't believe the tough lawyer has a submissive side, too. 

Has she done this before? She seems to be taking the thrusts to the back of her throat well. Perhaps she simply enjoys this. You'll never know.

"I'm gonna cum, Tzuyu," you announce. "You better swallow it all like the slut you are."

Her cheeks hollow as your cum fills her mouth. Her lips remain sealed on your tip so the flow of your semen ends up nowhere but inside her. 

After you pull out, you realize then that you've just fucked your lawyer's face. It's like everything was a lucid dream that eventually blended into reality, because there's Tzuyu, still kneeling and gulping down your cum, and your cock out in the open between your bare legs. There are lines you've crossed before, but you never thought you'd do the same to the boundary that's been set between you and Tzuyu. 

Where's the rage you felt earlier? Why does arousal take its place?

"I'm not a slut, by the way," says Tzuyu airily. She wipes her mouth with the back of her hand. "I'm not your good girl either."

"Oh, alright. Does that mean you won't let me fuck you?"

"Jerk," she spits. "Your cock isn't even that big."

"I guess I should leave then. You were a good fuck, Tzuyu." 

Turn your heel with faux intention to exit, like she's told you to do earlier, but you're pulled towards her again. She tugs your wrist and pulls you to herself, her ass snug against the edge of the table and you pressed against her slim frame.

Okay, so—

"I fucking hate you." Tzuyu tears the buttons off your shirt with a clean rip, and kisses your chest. Your neck. Grabs your waist to ensure that you're going nowhere. " I hate that you're so fucking annoying. I hate that I can't spend all day fucking myself on your huge cock."

"Did you just say I had a huge cock?" 

"Like I said," Tzuyu snarls, "shut up."

Whatever snarky response you could have come up with on the spot is lost into an embarrassingly loud moan. She's forced your still sensitive cock inside her, and now her hips are dancing forward and back. It's a dance of death with how it bears its weight on your mind and girth. 

"Thought I told you to be quiet," she says smugly.

Her skirt has ridden up her waist. You take advantage of this to get a feel for her thighs. They're slim yet round at the same time, creating the perfect balance that fits your squeezing hands. Tug on them to pull her closer. Your remaining inches make it past her folds, and Tzuyu moans in delight.

"And I thought you didn't like me," you say. But it's difficult to be cocky when her tight little pussy is just that good, squeezing you as if determined to drain your might and taking you good and well. 

Tzuyu scoots her wide hips side to side, arms sedentary on the sides of the table as she rests down on it, and bites her lip. Intentional or not, it's too fucking sexy. "Things change."

So, that's how it works out: your lawyer on the flat of her desk, above scattered piles of papers describing your crimes and issuing your statements, with her legs spread around your midriff and receiving your cock as a traveller in the desert would receive water. She's desperate, is what you're saying—her gasps are timed to the beat of your thrusts, and she's accompanying it with soft curses. This whole sex thing could be a song, you see. Tzuyu can play the vocals, and her cleavage that bounces behind her vest could be looped and made into a matching music video. It's just so perfect.

"So good, you're so good," she sighs, her mind addled with thoughts of you ruining her insides and, probably, fill her up with semen. "Fuck me harder. Touch me. Use me, my god, just fuck me."

You pull up her vest to devour her breasts. The brown nipples end up in your mouth, suckled on and chewed, while the softness of her small tits are relished with squeezes. Tzuyu whimpers quietly, volume hushed down as it always is with her. Although her quiet whines turn you on, it's the will inside you to have the silent lawyer screaming that propels your thrusts. Drives them with a purpose that's so specific your hips could have a mind of their own. 

Dragging her vest off her torso is how you see that your cock is bulging through her tight midriff. The lines of her abs hide not your cock forcing yourself through her hole. Tzuyu notices it, too, and you feel her become wetter underneath you, because she loves it. She loves how wrong this is, how she's letting a person she shouldn't even be acquaintances with outside of her career use her like a doll.

"P-please," she says (for the millionth time, yes, but you'll never grow tired of hearing it.)

"Should I go harder?" Do exactly that, rutting her against the table, even without her answer. "Rub this little thing here?"

Tzuyu cries out. There's a completed mission—you've finally forced her to scream, and it's all thanks to your thumb toying with her clit.

"Oh my god!" she yelps. She looks at you with eyes filled with shock at how good it feels. "Oh my god, yes, keep doing that! It feels so—fuck!"

"Keep screaming like that and I'll make you cum. Do you want to cum, Tzuyu?"

She nods dumbly. "Yes, make me cum. M-make me cum around that stupid big dick, I love it so much, please!"

You're reaching places inside her that her own fingers couldn't embark to. The bulge on her stomach goes farther, and you think of how you're rearranging her guts so deliciously, how she's pounding at the table in frustration and pleasure and screaming, and how you can give her bliss with just a few more pumps.

Your thrusts hold purpose—they're driven by Tzuyu's boobs lifting with the creaks of her desk, the squeeze of her pussy as it swallows you whole, the helpless look on her face. She's so beautiful, really, and you're glad to be able to—

"Gonna make me cum!" she wails. "Gonna make me cum, gonna make me cum, don't fucking stop!"

Tzuyu's pleasure reaches an all-time high. She clenches as hard as her muscles can bear and screams. Her throat must be sore because of that, so you don't forget to kiss all over it as you extract a violent orgasm from her with rough, untimed pumps. 

She's shivering, eyes unfocused. She's rambling senseless words that don't quite give clues to what they should be comprehended as.

That's exactly what you want.

You pull out. "I want to fuck your thighs." Show so after that: slip your dick in between her soft, supple skin, and add, "Gonna explode on that fucking stomach."

"W-why not inside me?" whines Tzuyu. She closes her eyes as your cock unintentionally brushes over her folds and prods at her bundle of nerves.

"You're already fighting to give me custody of my kid," you chuckle. "What makes you think I want another?"

Tzuyu manages a laugh. You're too laser-focused on fucking her thighs though to appreciate her first love beauty when she smiles, since you're as close as you can be. With the soft flesh holding your length captive as you pray for your soul not to be by the eyes of justice, you have no choice but to do what you said: cum on her tight midriff.

White above tan skin is a beautiful color on your lawyer.

"You're… you're a little evil, you know that?" Tzuyu makes out. She glances at the puddle of cum on her rising stomach with fascination.

"Oh, love." Lean down to kiss her, with your arm pillaring the space on the table not occupied with paperwork. "You're just now figuring that out?"

[rosiesmuts]

Milk, It Does a Body Good

Male Reader x Minju & Twice Dahyun

Words: 3,000

"BREED ME DADDY!" Minju yelled out, riding you on the couch in her dressing room. The first time it happened, you weren't sure what to think.  However, you became a seasoned veteran in this sexual deed–this becoming a weekly ritual with Minju claiming that the feeling of being filled with cum helps to calm her nerves for her hosting duties.

There’s a sudden knock on the door and panic overwhelms your body thinking that after three months of this, today would finally be the day you got caught. This session went on longer than usual, and it was time for Minju to start rehearsals. The knock was loud enough for the both of you to hear and despite being the one with more to lose, her pace in bouncing up and down on your lap doesn’t miss a beat. A sly smirk grows on Minju’s lips before she screams out "I'm cumming!" This seems to satisfy the person on the other side of the door as you can hear their footsteps walking away. 

The excitement of almost getting caught sends you both into a frenzy and in perfect harmony, Minju rides you faster while you simultaneously thrust upwards into her tight walls–both tirelessly chasing after your own orgasms with the timer quickly running out. In an attempt to quiet down the increasingly loud beauty, you place your hand over her mouth. As her breathing intensifies and her skin grows flush, her mouth opens wide before biting down on your hand to silence herself. Her pulsating walls combined with the sudden burst of pain causes you to launch one of the most mind blowing orgasms directly into the mewling Minju.

As she catches her breath, she wraps both her arms around your neck and pulls you in for a gentle kiss. The moment her lips touch yours, the sound of the door lightly closing catches your attention. Believing your mind to be playing tricks on you, you give it no second thought.

Still trying to catch her breath, Minju leans against your chest–the feeling of her soft tits still present through her clothes. As she remembers she still has a show to attend to, she perks back up and gives you one final kiss. 

“Thank you Daddy, but I have to go!” Minju flashes you a bright smile and climbs off of you. One more check in the mirror, and a quick fix of her hair and outfit and she's off to her hosting duties. She turns the door handle before turning back around, flashing you a wink and blowing a kiss in your direction before disappearing into the hallway. 

Normally, you would sit in the waiting room or sometimes even join the crowd, but the burst of adrenaline from the excitement of getting caught has run its course and you’re on the way down. Your eyes start to weigh down until you find yourself fast asleep.

You were hoping to wake up before Minju finished her show, but that plan is ruined when you get awakened by a gentle peck on your lips.

"Daddy wake up." Hearing those words immediately gets you out of your tired state as she only calls you that during sexy times. As your vision adjusts to the light, you think you're still dreaming when there’s apparently two Minjus standing in front of you.

Minju giggles while introducing you to the other Minju. After rubbing your eyes, your full vision returns, and realize the other Minju is actually a Twice's Dahyun. You knew she was a special co-host today, but have no idea as to why she would be in Minju's dressing room.

"Um, nice to meet you Dahyun, but what are you doing here?"

Dahyun begins to answer, but Minju casually slaps her on the butt. "Daddy, she was the person who knocked on our door earlier and snooped on us. She said she wouldn't tell anyone but only on one condition."

"And what would that be?" You ask, already having an idea on what her terms would be.

Dahyun is about to speak up, but before the words can even leave her mouth, she turns beet red and tries to walk away. Minju grabs onto her arm before she is able to escape and answers the question for her. 

“She said she wanted to try out your cock Daddy.”

“I’m sorry! I made a mistake. I should go. I promise I won’t tell anyone what I saw earlier” Dahyun tries to pull her arm away, but Minju has a surprisingly strong grip.

“Why don’t you show her Daddy?”

 You didn’t expect to find yourself in this situation. Two beautiful women staring intently at you, waiting for you to remove your pants. Just the idea of having fun with Dahyun was enough to have you at the ready. Minju is smiling and Dahyun has a blank, glazed over look in her eyes as you raise your hips to lower your pants.

“Omo!” Dahyun yells out instinctively the moment your manhood is set free.With Dahyun frozen in place, Minju guides her to kneel down in the space between your legs. Minju helps guide her hand to your cock and Dahyun lightly takes grip. She glances towards Minju who only gives her a smile in return. Dahyun slowly strokes up and down, her eyes open wide, fixated on the rod in front of her. She scoots herself forward until her face is mere centimeters away and gasps in astonishment at your size in relation to her face. 

“Go ahead Dahyun, try it”

“Can I?” She finally breaks her attention and looks up at you for approval. Minju takes this time to join you on the couch, removing her sweater to bless you with the visual of her pale soft torso. Her hand finds her way under her tennis skirt the moment you reach your arm around her shoulder and fondle one of her delicate breasts under her bra.

A nod of your head is all Dahyun needed to see. In her excitement, she opens her mouth and immediately tries to stuff as much of your manhood into her mouth as she possibly could. Completely devoid of any kind of teasing or flirtation, she closes her eyes and sucks in as hard as she can and goes as fast as she can. It is fully apparent that while she was the older of the two girls, she was not quite as experienced in how to make this a pleasurable adventure.

“Slow down Dahyun, it’s not a race,” you tell her as you gently lift her head up. 

“What’s wrong? Does it not feel good?” She flashes her big quizzical eyes.

“It feels good, but there has to be some kind of build up.”

Minju hops off the couch, fully excited to take on the role of teacher. She kneels down next to Dahyun and gives her instructions.

“Start by licking at the base and moving up. When you get to the head, you can either wrap your lips around and swirl your tongue around, or lick at at the underside of his tip.”

Dahyun follows along every word without failure, but adds her own little twists. Her tongue slowly travels up your shaft, but she occasionally takes pauses to pepper it with kisses. When she gets to your tip, rather than immediately giving you the pleasure of her wet pink organ, she huffs hot breath before following the instructions. She repeats these little taunts until you inadvertently close your eyes and let out a groan. 

“Good job Dahyun, I think Daddy’s ready for more...” Minju seductively grazes her fingers against Dahyun’s back.

Before Minju can give out further instructions, Dahyun simultaneously works your cock with her hands and mouth–each covering half of your length. Her hands corkscrew with remarkable dexterity while her mouth and tongue completely lathers and massages your head. Learning at such a remarkably fast pace, you begin to have doubts if she was faking her inexperience earlier.

With your cock completely foamed by saliva, she jerks you off with fervor while drooling saliva all over your tip. A devilish smile appears, and she repeats her move from the beginning. She closes her eyes, sucks in as hard as she can, and bobs her head up and down rapidly. The sounds of slobbering and gagging leaving her mouth was a turn on on its own. Though this was the same technique that failed earlier, with the proper build up, you are now on the brink of eruption.

The way your body is tensing, Minju can tell that you’re close. She grabs Dahyun by the shoulders and pulls her away from you. You’re left breathless, halfway disappointed that you just got blue balled, and halfway appreciative that you didn’t already blow your load.

Dahyun looks angry at being stopped, but just as she starts to scold Minju, she gets interrupted.

“Calm down Dahyun, the blowjob is supposed to be foreplay. You don’t want him to cum without fucking you first right?”

“...No” The question quickly quells Dahyun’s annoyance and she becomes shy again just at the thought of that big thing inside of her. 

Watching your girlfriend strip Dahyun is hotter than you could have even imagined. It is also quite an easy task as there were only 7 easily removed buttons in the way. Her dress falls to the wayside and your jaw is left open at her physique. Strong, wide hips and a beautiful milky complexion. After stepping out of her underwear, Dahyun bends over the couch, biting her lower lip and glancing back in your direction with anticipation filling her lustful eyes.

Her plump, pale cheeks begging to be spanked sit on top of her soft creamy thighs begging to be groped–the only pair that paled in comparison were Minju’s. Taking up the spot behind her, you truly begin to understand why her nickname was Dubu. Not only was her skin bright as porcelain, her body, soft and malleable as tofu when you rub your hands all around her body–each touch of her pale complexion leaving a faint temporary red mark. Your fingers sink into her thighs as you give them a squeeze and a handprint appears on her cheeks after giving it a light slap. 

As enjoyable as it was to explore every inch of Dahyun’s body, there is a more pressing matter at hand. Feeling her slit completely soaked the moment you slip in a finger–releasing squelching noises loud enough to be audible across the room as you move in and out. You have brief concerns on how tight she is, unable to even fit in two fingers, but decide to power through. Lining up against her hot core, you can feel the heat radiating off, inviting you in. 

“Please fuck me Daddy…” Dahyun begs, but the moment is quickly interrupted by a loud slap across her luscious cheeks. 

“Only I get to call him Daddy, you can call him oppa.” Minju interjects, an anger in her eyes rarely seen. Dahyun reaches around to rub her cheek, but that harsh slap only seems to turn her on even more. Her slit now visibly leaking fluids down her smooth thighs, just waiting for you to enter. If that isn’t a clear enough sign, her two plump lips have become engorged in arousal. 

Light gasps leave her lips the moment you insert your throbbing tip into her dripping pink cunt. Even with her walls leaking fluids, it was a struggle to push in any deeper. Her gasps become louder and louder as you slowly push in deeper and deeper inch by inch. If you weren’t sure of her experience earlier, you were definitely sure she was less sexually experienced by how tightly her walls clinch around your cock.

“Fuck your cock is so big!” Dahyun cries out as you build up speed with every reentry. 

Slowly, but surely her walls begin to stretch out with each successive thrust. Looking down and seeing your shaft stained with her fluids becomes addicting as you pump away at the porcelain beauty. Your hands find themselves on her wide, pliable hips and you become so enthralled in her warmth and tightness that you briefly forget your girlfriend is in the room.

Minju, having taken the spot next to Dahyun, sits down with her legs completely spread out. She takes one of your hands off of Dahyun’s waist, and inserts your middle and index fingers into her mouth. After providing you a brief preview of what was in store, she guides your hand across her beautiful set of lips. The noises that come out of Minju are louder than usual as traces of your load from earlier still remain.

If there is a heaven on Earth, this is what you would imagine. Dahyun’s tight snatch completely enveloped around your cock, and Minju’s squeezing at your fingers. 

“Fuck me Daddy”

“Fuck me Oppa”

Two girls crying out in absolute bliss. The wet sounds of two pussies and moans of two beautiful women completely enchant you into giving full effort. As your thrusts become deeper and harsher, Dahyun’s moans start to drown out Minju’s. Her once porcelain skin, now flushed completely red and coated with a sheen of light perspiration.

“Make me cum! Make me cum!” 

Already giving maximum effort, you realize that she needed more stimulation. Remembering how her body reacted to getting spanked earlier, you remove your hand from Minju with slight regret. Each harsh slap across Dahyun’s ass sends a shockwave of ripples across her cheek. Handprints start to form on her once perfect complexion. The noises that escape her mouth transform from moaning to whimpering with each consecutive slap, but doesn’t seem to translate into orgasm. Minju, taking note of the situation, lends a hand(or two) and wraps them around Dahyun’s neck.

“What’s wrong sunbaenim? Can’t cum?” Minju asks with a mocking tone. Dahyun grits her teeth and shakes her head. Minju squeezes her hands, not enough to hurt her, but enough to turn her face completely red. Dahyun’s body finally convulses as she leaves wordless moans. Forceful thrusts, in combination with spanking and light choking finally send Dahyun over the edge. Feeling the pressure building up, you fully withdraw your cock, and a torrential of fluids flows out, staining the couch and floor. 

One down and one to go. As much as you loved to look at Minju’s flawless face while fucking, you got attached to seeing pale skin from behind. Placing your hands on her waist, you flip her over and marvel at the view. Though not as pale as Dahyun, her body is equally as impressive.

Your stamina is still not fully recovered from defiling Dahyun, so you take this as an opportunity to tease Minju. Her sinful body a complete meal, her mouth-watering legs just the appetizer. With her keeping on her knee high socks, you begin peppering kisses and licks across the back of her thighs, sending Minju into a tizzy. Traveling your way up, you get dangerously close to her core as you move on to her inner thighs. Using your hand to circle against her clit, you lick softly only against her outer labia.

“Tell me what you want, baby girl.”

“I want you to breed me again Daddy. Fill me up with your hot, thick cum just like you did earlier.”

Of all the words in the English language, there was nothing more beautiful. Having some time to regain your stamina, you stand behind Minju, lifting her waist to a perfect level. As exciting and tantalizing fucking Dahyun’s fresh snatch was, there’s something comforting in the familiarity of Minju’s soft fleshy walls gripping on to your cock. After quickly removing her bra, you reach your hands around to grope her soft pillowy tits–your fingers occasionally roaming to pinch her stiff nipples.

The way her body shaped from a slim torso to wide and breedable is always a sight to behold. After grabbing her wrists, and pulling her arms behind, you begin to fuck her with wreckless abandon. Her sizable tits start swaying with each aggressive push forward. Minju has become a blubbering mess, her drool leaking down and falling down onto the couch. Minju, having watched you give Dahyun the pounding of her life combined with your oral skills from just a moment ago, is more turned on than she originally led on. 

“Fuck - OH FUCK- I love your fucking cock Da…”

Her entire body stiffens up, and despite you having a head start, she is the first to succumb to pleasure. Before she can even finish her line, her body slumps over the couch. Taking a step back to assess the damage, there are two absolute gleaming bodies slumped over the sofa. Still cursed with a throbbing cock, you decide to play a dangerous game. Ten thrusts into Dahyun before moving on to Minju. Switching back and forth until you feel a knot growing in your core. Both girls are exhausted from explosive orgasms, but still able to find the strength to plead you on.

“Cum in me oppa…”

“Breed me Daddy…”

Both girls whimper out as you start getting dizzy, too lost in the pleasure of the different textures of the two women. As exciting as it would be to cum in Dahyun, there is only one destination that you know to be correct. The clapping sounds of your thighs crashing into Minju’s malleable backside is in full effect as you piston into her with fervor. At last, the sweet release of pleasure is deposited deep into Minju. Each consecutive thrust releases another spurt until she milks you completely dry. A smile grows on Minju’s lips, as she once again feels complete with your seed filling her up.

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Later that night, you get a notification on your phone. Minju has tweeted out a photo as she does every week. To the normal fan, it looks like an innocent picture with the idol taking a picture backstage. But unbeknownst to the rest of the world, Minju is keeping a dirty diary of how many times you’ve breeded her backstage. Today’s post, skipping a number due to getting two loads.

A/N: Largely unedited. Wrote in two sittings.

[mechaknight-98]

Connections Ft: Sana

A Jihyo X Male reader Fan Fiction

Sana and Jihyo shared a deep connection that few could comprehend. Wherever one went, the other was usually close behind, hyping each other up and emulating their actions. Their bond was so strong that when one developed feelings for a boy, the other often felt the same. Recently, Jihyo had fallen hard for a boy, and Sana, being her best friend, was determined to lend her full support. That’s where you come in.

You are an indie artist that has been rising due to your unique sound that often left those raw with emotion and left your peers begging to learn the secrets behind your unique sound. Here’s the thing after your latest album and tour you have come into the wall every artist's face: writer’s block. So while you waited for inspiration to come back you did the next best thing collaborations. You had been featured with artists ranging from “Bring Me the Horizon” to “The Weekend” and when you were done the question was always the same “Where’s the next album?” So after a year of features you began working on that new album well you would until you got a call you never expected. On the night before your scheduled recording, you received a call from an unknown number. Procrastinating you answered it on a whim.

“Ahoy” you greet the caller

“Yes is this Sad Face Happy face?” The caller asks in an accent that seems vaguely familiar.

“Yes, this is he?” You responded

“Well I’m a representative for JYP and I was wondering if you’d be interested in doing a collaboration song with our Artist Twice.” Your eyes pop out of your socket almost. You loved twice, they were one of the artists that inspired you to make music originally during Covid. Their infectious tunes and melodies often helped you through those dark years. So it was a no-brainer you accepted in a heartbeat.

Cut a few weeks later and you found yourself in South Korea to discuss business. You didn’t know if you were going to meet twice today but just in case you wore one of your shirts from their American tour. As you ride the elevator to the high rise your nerves start to ramp up

“What if they don’t like me?” you think

“What if they hate my ideas?” Your mind races as you approach the office door. You take a breath and open it.

You are greeted by 18 pairs of expectant eyes staring at you as you walk in. You take another breath and introduce yourself

“안녕하세요 저는 Sad Face Happy Face” Even with hours of practice your voice is still shaky but the eyes that stare at you seem to soften.

They go through the greeting you’ve heard thousands of times and give a small wave.

Mina and Dahyun are delegated English-speaking duties

“We would like for you to be featured on our next full album,” Mina says to you.

Doubts plagued your mind. “What if they don’t like me?” you worried. “What if they hate my ideas?” Taking a deep breath, you opened the office door and were met with the expectant gazes of 18 members. Introducing yourself, you noticed Mina and Dahyun took charge of English-speaking duties. Mina conveyed that they wanted you to be featured on their next full album, and you felt honored. Amidst some awkward moments during the business-focused meeting, you sensed the stares of Sana and Jihyo, which left you internally screaming. Nevertheless, you maintained composure and continued with the discussions on royalties and master rights.

After the meeting, you were eager to return to your hotel, but Chaeyoung insisted on getting your number for a tattoo artist referral, and Momo requested you to sing her favorite song of yours, “Rush.” Surreal as it was, with your phone passed around by the entire group, you finally made it back to your hotel after some decompression. And as you started writing, all the pent-up emotions from the past year rushed to the surface. Melancholy about the stagnation of the music industry and rage at its abusiveness engulfed you. You realized your writer’s block wasn’t conventional; it stemmed from a desire to pursue something different that might alienate your fans. The most frightening part was that this different path wasn’t just a phase. Your frustrations with the world had found their outlet in music, but you had been hesitant to fully embrace it. Instead, you clung to the hope that fame would overcome your inner misery. However, that hope had long faded after your second world tour, as the allure of fame lost its luster.

With these revelations, you began writing the first song of your new album, titled “Jaded.” As you sang, you noticed your voice taking on a more aggressive edge, resembling bands like Silverstein or “Bring Me The Horizon” rather than the hip-hop/pop sound you had previously cultivated, aligned more with acts like Post Malone or Lil Uzi Vert. Feeling restless, you momentarily stepped away from your notebook and guitar, but the emotions running high drew you back to finish the song, at least the first verse.

“I tried to break through but I find myself broken and bruised. What must I do to remain true? The suffering extends. Wondering will it ever end. I am a shell of a man. All that’s left is for me is pain….”

as you begin your finishing up the first verse you noticed your voice was taking on an aggressive edge that sounded more in line with Silverstein or “Bring Me The Horizon” than the more hip hop pop sound you cultivated that had you more in line with acts like Post Malone or Lil Uzi Vert. you decided to step away from the notebook and guitar you had brought with you and laid on the bed, but you were restless your emotions running high, and quickly found yourself back at both finishing the song. at least the first verse

“We are Hopeless, Selfish, all we do to captivate and display an image on the case. we trample over others. leaving them smothered, and I can’t take I’ll break it I will make this right, because someone has to make it right. Oh god please someone save me from the pressure to be what everyone wants me to be. Let me garner a victory or even some semblance of Piece. I am broken, beholden, to my Jaded piece of mind.”

as you finished up the first verse you got a surprising text. it was from Jihyo it read, “Can you come to this location please?” you responded “Sure” In the flash of a second it took you to process her message. You headed out almost as instantly. when you got to the location you were surprised it was a restaurant. it wasn’t super high-end but more business casual as opposed to the numerous fast-food joints you had been to. due to not only your height but also your skin color you stood out from the other patrons. As you walked in so did Jihyo and Sana. you bumped into them as you tried to look for them…literally. your head and Jihyo’s knocked into each other

“미안해” you both responded. To your surprise, Jihyo was all smiles here as was Sana. Gone were the glares and looks of disapproval. It put you at ease only slightly as you sat down with them.

“So what did y’all want to talk about?” You ask after being seated in the restaurant and getting your drinks.

Sana whose English wasn’t as good as Jihyo's said

“We want to know if you are…(her eye went up to the top of her head as she thought about something to say) real.”

You looked at both beauties confused “Real? What do you mean by that?”

Jihyo intervened at this point “Your music seems synthetic and not sincere now having seen you in person and up close. Jihyo said sternly “You were this smile but you carry all this…pain.” she added

“Oh, really a K-pop star is going to attack me based on my music being manufactured. Something Kettle Something Something Pot something Black,” you respond.

Jihyo smiled “See that was real, that was genuine. Your music sounds forced.” she asserts. the way she speaks and moves confusingly arouses you. it’s like she’s insulting you but in an almost flirty way. Like she is prodding at something but she isn’t sure yet. so you play along with her game.

“So I am just supposed to be happy that my music has constantly been overlooked for awards when artists like you keep seemingly have everything granted to you?” you ask, and at that moment you see it in Jihyo’s eyes. She caught you, and you both knew it. Sana watched on eager to see how the night would unfold.

“Oh so are you jealous of us?” Jihyo says playfully

“No, never you girls are fantastic, talented, and deserve every success you have. I am just competitive and my album that came out that year was better than yours.” you confidently. Jihyo smiles wide.

“Oh really and why do you say that?” she asks innocently

“Oh because even you said it.” You respond showing her a screenshot of her hyping up your album on her story.

Jihyo laughs “Oh wow. you follow me?” she questions surprised. Sana giggled seeing the two strong personalities clash. “But I thought our music was…Manufactured.” Jihyo teased.

You eased off, “Yeah and I never said there was anything wrong with it. you said that about my music, and hey I at least felt my music before.”

Jihyo softened upon hearing this. “Wait what happened?”

your emotions were so high when she became soft again and showed genuine concern you faltered. this caused Jiyo to ask again.

“The last year has been rough on me. after watching what happened with a lot of the artists I enjoyed being attacked it became hard to make Happy optimistic music about how great the music industry could be.” Jihyo awned at your explanation and gave you a big hug. She was unbelievably soft and warm. after the hug, she smiled at you and texted you. She told you to wait till you got back to the hotel to read it. The rest of the dinner was nice but less flirty this disappointed Sana as she very rarely met a boy who could go with Jihyo at such a tit-for-tat level, but Sana knew one thing after watching the two of you. you two needed to be together. after Dinner, you went back to your hotel again. After you showered and got ready for bed you finally checked out the text from Jihyo.

“Let’s make some music tomorrow. Meet me at this studio tomorrow.” the text read. your eyes widened and you could barely contain your excitement.

the next day you arrived at the studio Jihyo mentioned early, but not earlier than the Bathykolpian Beauty herself .she was dressed comfortably but not modestly. when she saw you she smiled and asked if you were ready you nodded swinging your guitar around to show her. She nodded and led you into the studio. you started with the beat. you had been recently listening to Silverstein and so the drum parts sounded a bit similar to the ones heard in the song Bankrupt by the band meaning they were big and booming. Jihyo feed off this and started working on her vocal warm-ups. after that it was keyboards. you decided to do something a bit more acid jazz adjacent for this, however, you went for a more subdued sound that helped round out some of the rougher drum parts.

“So you play all these instruments?” Jihyo asked as you began to move to the guitar parts.

you nodded explaining, “I learned the basics of how to play and then began playing by ear.” you explain.

“오 대박“ she responded. you smile as you start. you begin to hammer at the guitar similar in a way to a song you heard recently but couldn’t remember who it was by. After that, it was based on which you did an extremely calm blues sound. after that, you went to the mixer room and began tweaking and going back and rewriting until everything sounded just right. You always did vocals last as you never knew what the song would bring out in you, or who you worked with. Jihyo watched you work with exceptional intrigue. after finishing up the instrumental you turned to her and said “You ready?”

she looked at you surprised as if taken out of a trance of the instrumental. She nodded with determination as you got ready to record her raw vocals.

“Do you have anything you want to talk about?” she asked.

you shook your head and said “Just listen to the instrumental fully and sing what you feel. We will take it from there.” Jihyo nodded and felt herself get lost in the music. She was used to more structure and more rigidity, so this power this freedom she was granted by not only the music but the process of creating it was empowering a bit too much so.

You watched in awe as the shot got lost but then she began to sing. her powerful voice at complete ease in this powerful song.

“What’s atop the mountain what do we chase when we’ve won the race? who are we when there’s no one to beat? I can only face myself and keep upping the seat. My throne of Glass and Marble will stay atop the mountain built to last you can’t stop me. you can’t stop me. the only one who can is me.”

her voice was inspiring as you listened to her belt out assertive and robust vocals that gave the track both soul and presence. using her springboard as the chorus you went in after.

for the first time, you didn’t get yourself caught up in the artistry you just came as you were and went for it. Jihyo watched in awe as you took the baton of liberation and excellent she handed you and delivered an unusually punchy yet soft verse that was followed up by a bombastic and energetic second verse, a meandering bridge that was brought home by a skull-crushing last verse, and outro. when you finished you listened over the song and began tweaking lyrics for better flow and clarity within the scheme you two had set up equalized the mixing and finished the song. for the final version you had her sing in her native tongue and to your surprise her change in tone and approach bolstered the song even further satisfying your more perfectionist tendencies. .after finishing Jihyo noticed you were anxiously biting your thumb.

“What’s wrong?” the ethereal beauty asked

“It’s just I am not sure that people will like the new sound you know. this is a very hard departure from what I usually do and I hope that people will like it, but you know part of me worries ya know.”

Jihyo’s leader self kicked in. She grabs your face and says “Look at me. You are an excellent artist who embodies his music and whose music embodies him. This song will speak to the right people if you let it.” The bronze baroness smiles at you as she lets you go. “Come on you know have to help us with our song now, and I am going to need you to be at your A game.”

[esmestarz]

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ INTRO ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

about me ─ ★

esme

she/her

infp

bisexual

i can play on the electric guitar and piano !!

i used to do ballet but now i do belly dancing

i love listening to music esp metal (any type tbfr) and rock, my fav animal is a cat and I'm pretty sure that's it

stuff

if you want me to write for a character that isn't on the list feel free to ask me and I'll write for them if possible <3

i will write smut, fem reader, gn reader, platonic and romantic relationships

i will not write rape, incest, gore, threesome, gang bang, teacher x student, male reader, character x character, character x oc, poly relationships, specified race reader

what and who i write for ─ ✧･ﾟ*

MOVIES ─ ★

black swan

- nina sayers

- lily

diary of a wimpy kid

- rodrick heffley

harry potter

- hermione granger

- harry potter

- draco malfoy

- luna lovegod

- ron weasley

- theodore nott

- tom riddle

scream

- tatum riley

- sidney prescott

- billy loomis

- stu marcher

- samantha carpenter

- tara carpenter

- amber freeman

- anika kayko

- ethan landry

- gale weathers

- jill roberts

- kirby reed

- chad meeks-martin

- mindy meeks-martin

life as a house

- sam monroe

awake

- clay beresford

casper

- casper mcfadden

fight club

- marla singer

- tyler durden

star wars

- anakin skywalker

- padmé amidala

narnia

- edmund pevensie

- peter pevensie

seasquatch squad

- jeremy sumpter

SERIES ─ ★

pretty little liars

- emily fields

- alison dilaurentis

- hanna marin

- spencer hastings

gossip girl

- blair waldorf

- serena van der woodsen

- georgina sparks

outerbanks

- rafe cameron

- sarah cameron

- jj maybanks

- kiara carrera

- pope heyward

- john b routledge

seaquest dsv

- lucas wolenczak

the babysitters club

- sam thomas

- kristy thomas

- stacey mcgill

- claudia kishi

- dawn schafer

shameless

- carl gallagher

- fiona gallagher

- debbie gallagher

malcolm in the middle

- malcolm wilkerson

- reese wilkerson

- francis wilkerson

my babysitters a vampire

- rory keaner

- ethan morgan

- sarah fox

ruby and the well

- sam price

- mina amani

- ruby o'reilly

KDRAMA ─ ★

all of us are dead

- choi nam-ra

- lee su-hyeok

- lee cheong-san

- lee na-yeon

- nam on-jo

sweet home

- yoon ji-su

- lee eun-yoo

- cha hyun-soo

KPOP ─ ★

aespa

- karina

- winter

- ningning

- giselle

twice

- nayeon

- chaeyoung

- momo

- mina

- sana

- jihyo

- dahyun

- jeongyeon

- tzuyu

le sserafim

- sakura

- yunjin

- chaewon

- kazuha

- eunchae

gidle

- soyeon

- minnie

- shuhua

- miyeon

- yuqi

nmixx

- sullyoon

- lily

- kyujin

- haewon

- jiwoo

- bae

new jeans

- danielle

- haerin

- minji

- hyein

- hanni

GAMES ─ ★

the last of us

- ellie williams

fatal frame

- yuri kozukata

- rui kagamiya

cry of fear

- simon henriksson

resident evil

- leon s kennedy

- jill valentine

- ada wong

- claire redfield

- bela dimitrescu

[glazedyam]

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Requests OPEN! (＾ω＾）

I DON’T WRITE PEDOPHILIA, WEIRD KINKS LIKE PISS KINK, AND NECROPHILIA, SO DON’T REQUEST ANY OF THOSE THINGS.

I only write x fem reader, and member x member btw. No male reader or g!p.

que lo que? I’m GlazedYam, but you can call me Yammy. Here’s my updated masterlist!

Blackpink

Jisoo

My Inspiration — [FLUFF]

Jennie

Rosé

Lisa

Twice

Nayeon

NSFW ALPHABET

Jeongyeon

Good Girl, Bad Girl — [FLUFF]

Momo

Momo FLUFF ALPHABET

NSFW ALPHABET

Sana

Wet Dreams — [SMUT]

Jihyo

Permission — [FLUFF]

Green With Envy — [FLUFF]

Mina

NSFW ALPHABET

FLUFF ALPHABET

Dahyun

Chaeyoung

Tzuyu

FLUFF ALPHABET

Red Velvet

Irene

Stressed Out — [FLUFF]

Seulgi

Wendy

Joy

Yeri

Aespa

Karina

Giselle

Winter

NingNing

Itzy

Yeji

Lia

Ryunjin

Chaeryeong

Yuna

SNSD/GIRLS’ GENERATION

Taeyeon

Jessica

Sunny

Tiffany

Hyoyeon

Yuri

Sooyoung

Yoona

Seohyun

BABYMETAL

Su-Metal

Fall Into My Arms — [FLUFF]

Moa-Metal

Momo-Metal

Soloists

IU

Caramel Macchiato — [FLUFF]

Chuu (ex Loona)

CL (2NE1)

Kyrary Pamyu Pamyu

[twice-inamillion]

Twice x Pocari Sweat

(Momo x Chaeyoung x male reader)

Chapter 170

Everyone is currently at the Paceri Sweat photo shoot, including Dahyun. She missed being part of Twice activities so she worked her hardest to get into shape for this event.

The members are doing both individual shoots and group shoots since morning, making everyone really tired.

*Click Click* as the camera tries to capture a good shot of Chaeyoung, but she’s having a hard time.

You turn around to see that she’s looking at Momo and Sana who are making her laugh.

“Pay attention Chaeyoung” you tell her across the room but you instead get stink eye from her.

“Why you little…” you say internally.

Another 20 minutes pass and she’s finally done with her part of the shoot that took the rest half of the time.

“Let’s go on a break!” yells the camera director. Everyone leaves the stage and go rest.

You walk towards the camera director and apologize for Chaeyoung’s behavior. He says that understands that a solo photo shoot might be a bit to much for some but to talk to the girls so this won’t happen again.

After talking to the director you go to the member break room and see Chaeyoung buying a drink from the vending machine. You walk up to her and grab her by the arm, pulling her away from the hallway and into a storage area.

“Wait… my drink” whines Chaeyoung but you don’t care. “Forget your drink. Do you know that I had to apologize for your behavior to the camera director? Do you know that this not only looks bad towards the group but for me as well?”

“I’m sorry… it’s just…” as you push her against the wall.

“I don’t care about your excuses” you whisper in her ear. Having her against the wall you lift up her skirt and pull down her panties, revealing her nice ass.

You then pull down your pants, whip your cock a bit, making it hard and align it against cunt.

You don’t even waste time for any foreplay as you ram your whole length at once. “Ahh…fuck…” screams Chaeyoung as she wasn’t expecting you to fuck her right that instant.

“Shut up you bitch!” as you try to keep her from moaning out loud. “I know you like this cock but sur the fuck up.”

You grab her panties and shove it inside of Chaeyoung’s mouth. Grabbing both her arms and having her face against the wall as you ravage her.

Giving her no time to just to your length you thrust as hard as you can inside of her.

She arches her back as the sensation is euphoric. You see how her eyes roll back as she feels your cum pump deep inside of her.

“I wouldn’t have to do this if you just behaved” as you raise your right hand. *Smack smack* as you sleep your hand against her ass with full strength.

Chaeyoung is startled by the suddenly action and looks visibly in pain. Tears flow, ruining her make up. “Do you like this Chaeyoung? Do you like it when I punish you?”

You pull your cock out, only leaving the tip and in one swoop you ram it as deep as you can.

Her walls tighten around your cock and try to milk you of all your cum. Chaeyoung begins to lose strength on her legs as you push all the way inside of her.

“Hmm…. Hmm…” Chaeyoung mumbles random words as she’s getting pounded.

You pull out one last time, hold Chaeyoung by the hips and thrust with all your might. “Take this cum you cocksleeve!” Your cock reaches to the end of her womb and busting your hot cum inside.

Chaeyoung’s body shakes as she’s flooded with your liquid. You on the other hand grab her hips even harder, as you get shivers in the back of your spine, enjoying your orgasm.

Once the feeling as gone through you go of her hips and you see your hand prints on her body. The wet panties in Chaeyoung’s mouth slips out and you see her drool.

By letting her go she drops to the cold cement floor. You stare at her, she looks like a broken rag doll that’s been thoroughly played with. Her mascara is a mess as the black ink drips down her face. You see as she’s laying on the floor, cum seeping out of her.

After getting yourself together you ask Chaeyoung “You’re still taking the pill right?” She nods her head up and down.

“Better, can’t have my cocksleeve get pregnant without my permission.” You then lend her a hand so she can get up.

She tries to pull up her panties but you’re still not down with her. You push her back against the wall and squeeze her cheeks with your left hand. You slide two fingers down to her cunt and trace her folds.

“You like that?” Chaeyoung nods yes. “Want me to treat you nicely and give you some love?” she nods again. “Okay, be a good girl at work okay? Don’t make me look bad.”

“Ookay… I be good for master” she tries to say with her cheeks squeeze.

“Good girl, let me give you a little something” and insert your two fingers inside her cunt. Thrusting your fingers in and out of her you see how much she is enjoying it.

Her legs being to tremble as she’s close to cumming. “Can I cum master?” she asks.

“No, not yet” as you let go of her tits and pull her top. You pull down her bralette, revealing her small breast and attach yourself to her nipple.

You suck on her small nipple, coating it with gut saliva. She moans your name as you are continuing to finger her. She can’t last for too long as you rub her clit between your fingers.

Her body trembles even more and she begs, “please… please let me cum.”

“Not, yet.”

“Please… I don’t think I can hold it much longer.” You then pinch her clit and say “you can go.”

Hearing those words she squirts her love nectar all over herself and on the floor. You told her tightly as she shakes with her eyes rolled back.

“Relax… relax…” as you caress her head, holding her in your arms.

Once she’s settled down you ask, “are you going to be a good girl now?” She nods her head up and down, letting you know what she will listen.

“Okay, let’s get out of here before anyone notices.” Chaeyoung grabs her panties but are soaking wet. “Look, they’re wet.”

“Too bad, put them on.”

“Okay…” as she slides into her panties.

You slowly exit the room with Chaeyoung behind you, making sure that no one is around. The coast is clear and both of you walk out into the hallway. Everything is okay until Momo turns into the same hallway and sees you and Chaeyoung together.

She looks scans both of you up and down and smiles. “Seems like you two were having a bit of fun during the break.” Chaeyoung looks at you, waiting for you to give a response back.

“I was just talking to her for a bit so I pulled her to the side.” The look on Momo’s face shows that she’s not convinced with your response, “ohh.. is that so. Is that why Chaeyoung has cum leaking down her leg?” Hearing that Chaeyoung books it into the member’s break room, leaving you to deal with this situation.

“I was…” you try to speak but you’re cut off my momo. “It’s okay… sometimes it is nice to have a little bit of fun. Maybe I can play with you later on today” as she places her hand by your groin region. “Momo… not right here. People might see us” as you begin to get hard from her touch. “Later on then?” she asks. “Yes… when we get home.”

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After finishing with the long photo shoot everyone decides to rest and take a nap at home. The members decide to take a shower first and then order take out since they are too tired to make anything to eat.

Everyone goes to their own room and get ready to shower or rest before dinner but as you are walking back to your own Momo stops you. “Remember that you promised me that we would have a little bit of fun” as she grabs your hand and smiles. “I didn’t think you were actually serious.”

“Well… I was. I even have one of the outfits that we wore today for the shoot” as she opens her duffle bag and shows out the outfit. “You really are serious” as you smile. You then grab her hand and take her to your room for some fun.

“I’m going to use your bathroom and change into this.”

“Okay” as you smack nice ass.

You get dressed into something more comfortable and look through your drawer for a condom to use. Momo doesn’t take to long to get dressed and opens the bathroom door.

‘Tada! You like?”

“Yes, you look amazing. I just to rip it off already and fuck you.”

“I hope so” as she walks towards you. She places her arms around your neck, gets close to your face and slow gets you a nice. You respond back and she begins to explore your mouth with her tongue.

She then pushes you onto the bed and begins to give you a nice lap dance. Twisting and turning around dancing to one of her more sexier choreographies. She’s been wanting to have a more mature theme for Twice and as asked for it but every time she get rejected because it’s too mature. Instead Momo makes these types of choreographies in her personal time and you have caught her multiple times dancing to it but this is the first time in person.

“How do you like my dancing?” she asks. “I love it. You are an amazing dancer.” With that she continues her dancing, giving you a glimpse of what’s under her skirt, no underwear.

‘You’re not wearing any underwear?

“Why would I? I’m going to end up taking it off anyways” as she dance. Shen then bends down, spreading her ass cheeks and showing you her pretty little cunt. “How about we start?

Momo pulls down your underwear before climbing on top of you and says “wow our little friend her is all excited and ready to go.”

“No foreplay?” you ask. “No, lets get to the main course, no messing around.” She grabs your cock, spits on it and begins to jerk you off. “Fuck… your hands… they’re amazing.”

“You like this?”

“Yes… it feels good.” Hearing that she unbuttons her blouse, revealing her amazing tits.

“Wow… just beautiful.” She smiles after hearing your words. “You think so?” she asks. “Yes, they’re are, especially when they are in my hands” as you grab on to them in your palms.

She moans as you massage her breast, music to the ears. “Your cock seems ready to go” as she’s hold onto a solid hard cock.

Momo lifts herself enough to align your cock to her entrance, waits a bit but you can’t. You grab her hips and bring her down to your base, taking your cock all at once.

“Oh my god, wait… wait… fuck… ahh… its all the way inside” having a hard time speaking due to the sensation of receiving your whole length at once. Momo tries to get adjusted but you cant wait any longer, you want to fuck her, real bad.

You turn Momo over, having her back on the bed like you previously were. Being the one on top you begin to thrust inside of her, slowly but deeply. You watch as she tries to catch her breath. She was not expecting for you to turn the tables and pin her on the bed as in result she lost her breath.

“Is this what you wanted?” as pull out your cock and press it against her trimmed bush. “Yes, I’ve been craving your cock… I’ve missed the feeling of your cock inside of me.”

Knowing that Momo craves for you makes your even more energetic. You align your cock at her entrances and impale yourself deep inside of her, thrusting in and out.

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Chaeyoung rushes to her room to get changed into more comfortable clothes and is excited to see if you are willing to continue where you both left off. She hurries and takes a quick bath before looking for you.

Chaeyoung finished with her shower heads down to the living room, waiting to see if you are around but doesn’t see you. Most of the members are showering or the mommies are with their children. Not being able to find you see decides to look for you in your room and hoping to catch you showering so she can join you.

She walks towards your room, grabs the doorknob and turns it. She opens to the door to see you on top of someone. “What are you going oppa?”

Both you and Momo turn your heads towards the door and see Chaeyoung standing there in shock. “Momo-ya! Why are you with oppa? What’s going on?”

Momo with a smirk says, “What does it look like? I’m getting a piece of oppa. I decided I wanted in on the fun.”

“But i was suppose to be with oppa today. He said if I was a good girl he would reward me” she says in sad manner. “Maybe next time chae” you tell her.

“But you promised me. I even took a shower and everything. I got myself ready for you.”

Trying to tease chaeyoung a bit more Momo says, “maybe he wants someone that’s a bit tighter down there” as she laughs.

“Oppa is Momo right? Do you think I’m loose down there?” she says, about to tear up.

“No, I never said anything like that. You’re not loose. Momo just came up to me after you left and it lead up to this.”

Chaeyoung begins to cry, which makes you feel bad and you say, “ Momo, how about we continue this later on? Maybe tonight?”

“Really?”

“Please, I just need to talk to Chaeyoung for a bit. I’ll call you later.”

“Okay. I’ll leave.”

‘Thanks.”

Momo leaves the room and its just you and Chaeyoung. “Come here and sit.” Chaeyoung sits on your bed, eyes red from her tearing up. “Are you okay? you ask. “No, I just don’t understand why you’re with momo unnie if you have me. I’m suppose to be yours whenever you’re stressed, I’m your stress reliever.”

“You know that I have a complicated relationship with the rest of the members. There is going to be time where I’m going to be available but I will make sure to make time for you. You know you’re my precious little cumdump, right?”

Chaeyoung places her head on your chest and laughs. “Yeah, I know. I’m master personal cumdump” she says with a smile on her face. “Am i a good cumdump oppa?”

“Yes, the best.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, we can go all out and not have to worry about getting pregnant. Plus you’re the best at anal. I can go all out and you’re a trooper.”

Hearing so many compliments from you is making her blush. “I’m soo happy I’m the best. I’m happy that you’re enjoying yourself with me and my body. You’re more than welcome to use me however you want. I’m yours and only yours. I don’t want anything other guy’s cock inside of me.”

You’re shocked to hear this. You assumed that she could be more inclined to try with other men. “Wow… you’re serious?

“Yes, I’ve talked to my other friends about boys and they keep telling me that you’re not average but you’re actually huge and I won’t be someone like you again. Plus my womb as already accepted you as it’s owner and molded into your shape. So officially my womb is yours. You can fuck me however you want or even impregnate me if you really want to.”

“You think you can handle having my kid with your small body?

Hearing this is music to your ears. You can’t believe what you are hearing. Chaeyoung officially belongs to you and no one else. “Are you sure? You won’t change your mind?”

“I won’t. I know that for a fact. I keep craving your cock, your cum inside of me. You know that I’m still not ready for kids but if you really want to, I’m more than happy to carry your child in my belly or I can stay barren if you want. The choice is yours.”

“I can imagine you with a big belly and me stilling fucking you” as caress her thighs. “Fuck… all this talking has been making me hard. I really want to fuck you bad right now.”

“Like I said… all of this is yours. Do what you like with it” as she stands up and shows you her body. You can’t wait any longer you need to be inside of her.

You walk to the shelf, open it and grab a bottle. You place the pill in your mouth and walk up to Chaeyoung, giving her a passionate kiss which you use to transfer the pill. “Come… take off your panties and sit on my thighs” as you lay on the bed. She stands up and takes off her thin little shorts and says “I’m not wearing any panties”, showing you her bare pussy.

She sits on your thighs, grabs you cock, “wow this is what I want, it’s so big. I can’t believe you have such a huge cock. I’m really a lucky girl to have a master this hung.” She leans back a bit, giving you a better view of her petty pink cunt, “see how wet my pussy is for you? It really wants to be used and flooded with you seed.”

“You have such a cute little pussy. Spread it a bit more, I want to see your your insides.” She does as she’s told and digs her fingers deeper, revealing more of her cunt, her pink walls, constricting, waiting for it’s beloved cock.

You place your hand right near her entrance and you can feel the radiating heat. “Fuck Chaeyoung your cunt is really hot.”

“Me too… I feel really hot” as you see that her eyes are glossy(heart shaped iris) and is beginning to sweat. “I want it… please.”

You bend your cock a bit, aligning it to her entrance. You pressed the tip of your cock against her folds. Pushing your cock in slowly you see her pussy begin to spread.

“Ahhh… you’re spreading me wide open and it’s just the tip.” Grabbing her hips you bring her in closer, you watch as Chaeyoung is taking in your whole cock in one swoop.

The feeling of Chaeyoung’s fleshy walls is euphoric and get chills down your spine. Chaeyoung coughs as your cock hits the back of her womb.

Grabbing her hips even harder you try to bring you in to your base but it’s too big for her. “Fuck… I want to fit my whole cock inside. Why doesn’t it want to go in?”

“Wa…wait….Oppa you’re too big, it doesn’t fit… wait… ahhh” as you pull her all the way down. She reached your base but she came.

“Wow you came already? It was just me putting it in.”

You’re just too huge Oppa, look” as she points at the bulge on her stomach. “See your cock is all the way up here. She places her finger at the entrance of her cunt and traces the path that your cock bulges out. She press her finger to where the tip of your cock is.

“Your womb is mine, okay.”

“Yes, all yours, only yours”as she tightens her walls, gripping your cock even harder. You pull you towards you, give her a kiss and begin to thrust.

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“Who does she think she is, taking my fun away. She’s not going to get her way” as Momo stomps her way back to her shared room.

She paces back and forth in the carpet as she thinks of something to do. “I can’t take a shower, they’re all being used. The foods not ready since we haven’t ordered, fuck!”

A couple of minutes pass and she stops, getting a light bulb moment. She walks to her drawer and searches through her things, stopping at the item she was looking for. “Yes, that’s it. Let’s see how she likes this.”

She walks back to the room and hears noise coming from the room. She places her ear against the door and hears Chaeyoung moaning and calling out his name.

Momo slowly opens the door and sees has Chaeyoung is getting thrusted by his cock. She walks towards both of you and you happen to catch Momo’s eye.

Both of you internally agree to what’s going to happen next as she shows you the item that she brought.

“Oh my god chae, his cock spreads your pretty like cunt wide open. It’s basically half of your body size.”

Chaeyoung turns around shocked from hearing Momo’s voice. “What are you doing here unnie?”

“I came here to have a little bit of fun since you took that away from me” says Momo with a devilish look.

“Wait… what do you me?

Momo then places her body against Chaeyoung’s back and uses her left hand to massage her breast and her right fingers to insert them into Chaeyoung’s cunt.

“Ahhh… ahh… unnie… don’t… I’m sensitive” moans Chaeyoung has Momo is thrusting in her fingers.

You and Momo begins to thrust inside of Chaeyoung, giving her endless prayers pleasure. “Oppa… tell Momo to leave…” she begs.“No, she’s going to join us, right Momo?”

“Yes, im going to get my fun after all” as she pinches Chaeyoung’s nipple. “Master, im going to cum” moans Chaeyoung. You see how she begins to shake violently and Momo aims her Chaeyoung’s clit.

“I want to see Chaeyoung cum, cum for us” whisper momo. You pull out your cock, only leaving the tip. You can hear Chaeyoung’s heavy breathing, you know that she’s about to burst.

“You ready?” you ask. “Wai… wait… fuck…” is the last thing she said before you impale her with your member.

“Oh my god… look at Chaeyoung’s whole body shake. She’s really cumming” yells Momo.

“Ahhh… ahhh… Oppa… master… I can’t breath… it feels so good… ahhh…” as Chaeyoung squirts her liquid on your cock.

“Fuck… im going to cum too! You’re still on the pill right?” you ask.

“Yes… I’m… I’m on the pill” hearing that you need no more explanation. “Then here take it all as you release a tsunami of cum.

Momo watches as Chaeyoung shakes violently on your cock as well as you flood her with cum. “Wow… that’s amazing.

Both of you are out of breath and you can feel someone grabbing on your cock. Momo pulls out your cock from Chaeyoung’s cunt and begins to bob her head in and out, licking every part of your member clean.

“Momo… that feels so good” as she sucks on the tip of your cocking, milking you of cum.

“How about we continue?”

“Yes” as she grabs the strap from the top of the drawer that brought in earlier and puts it on.

Momo slides in two fingers into Chaeyoung cunt, digging for remaining cum to lube up her strap. She spreads as much as she can, coating it for its use.

You turn Chaeyoung over in a reverse cowgirl position, getting her ready for some double penetration.

“Wait… what’s going on” says Chaeyoung in a worried manner.

“I’m going to fuck you too” says Momo with a smirk.

“I didn’t agree to this” whines Chaeyoung.

“I want to do it. It will be funny trust me.

“Okay, I’ll do whatever you say, master.”

“I wanna see Chae get butt fucked.”

“Ohh you really want see her suffer huh.”

“Yeah she ruined my fun after all.”

Momo grabs your hard cock and spits on it again, preparing for penetration. She then aligns it to Chaeyoung’s butthole and you slowly enter her.

“Ahh… ahh… it feels so good” moans Chaeyoung. You keep on working your way inside of her, making sure to give Momo a nice view.

“I can’t believe that huge cock fits inside that tiny little hole, it’s amazing.”

“Master trained me well. He did a good job of making sure that all my holes were meant for his personal use” says Chaeyoung happily.

Momo not wanting to wait any longer grabs Chaeyoung by the hips and pulls her down, causing your cock to slide in her ass in one go.

Hearing Chaeyoung scream as she wasn’t expecting to take all 8 1/2 inches worth of cock in one go. “That’s was hot, I want to go next.”

Momo aligns the tip of her strap to Chaeyoung’s entrances and just impales her, making Chaeyoung cough.

Momo wastes no time and begins to thrust inside of her. “You don’t have to go all crazy, take it slowly and follow my rhythm.

“Okay, I will.” Momo watches as you thrust your cock inside of Chaeyoung’s ass. The amount of pleasure that she’s having by double penetration is a new experience.

After a while you can see Momo getting the hang of it. You pull out and Momo thrusts inside, giving Chaeyoung no chance to rest.

This continues for about ten minutes when Chaeyoung finally cums again. Her hard breathing and the sweat running down her body is making both of you try your best.

You know this my the amount of profanities that Chaeyoung has been yelling out loud.

“I’m going to cum again, watch Momo as I fill her has to the brim.” You release a wave of cum inside of Chaeyoung’s ass.

Being too much to handle for such as small butt it leaks out of her, dripping down ass cheeks and onto your thighs.

You pull out and you can feel the resistance, her ass not wanting to let you go. It’s no use as you slowly release your cock from her butt, instantly revealing a gapping asshole.

“I can’t believe you stretched her out that much” as Momo places two fingers to feel Chaeyoung’s insides. “It feels good. I want to try fucking it.”

“You want to?”

“Yeah, I wanna try.

“Okay. Caheyoung stand up.” You watch as she struggles to stand after getting double penetrated. She wobbles as she walks to the middle of the room.

“Master I can’t. Make legs are shaking too much” she whines.

“Please baby girl. Do this for me, okay?”

“I’ll try, anything for you” as she slightly bends over towards your cock. Grabs it and begins to kiss the tip, then moves on to kiss the side.

After Chaeyoung make sure it’s hard she slaps it on her cheek and drags it across her face, leaving traces of cum all over it.

“Are you ready baby girl?”

“Yes, I’m ready Master.”

“Okay, make sure you relax and take it all in.”

Chaeyoung opens her mouth wide, ensuring that your cock fits in her small mouth. You align it to her entrance and slowly shove it inside her mouth.

You feel how tight it feels going down her throat. The way it try’s to push you back out is wonderful. Having a good amount of your length inside her mouth you compliment her. “Aww my cocksleeve is going a good job. Keep it up okay? Make sure to relax and enjoy it” as you trace her fingers over her thick lips.

“Is it my turn?” You nod, making Momo really excited. “I can’t believe I’m going to fuck a member, I’m really excited.” She grabs her strap and collects as much cum as she can from Chaeyoung’s pussy to use as lube.

She places the tip of her strap in front of Chaeyoung’s butthole and begins to press forward. Chaeyoung’s face looks a bit uncomfortable as Momo penetrated her. She doesn’t give her any time to adjust and just begins to thrust.

“Fuck… her ass is tight. It keeps getting the strap stuck. I need to loose her up.” She grabs her by the waist and uses it as support to her her love her strap in and out of Chaeyoung.

You on the other hand place your hand on the back of Chaeyoung’s head and bob it in and out of her. You both keep this position and slowly increase the intensity.

After making sure that Chaeyoung is comfortable enough you decide to surprise her with your whole length.

You grab both hands and place it on the back of her head and shove your cock all the way to the back of her throat. You can hear Chaeyoung gag as she wasn’t expecting it.

She tries to pull herself out but you won’t let her and instead you slide use to face fuck you. Your thrusts are a bit more harder and intense making it harder for Chaeyoung to catch her breath.

You hold her face to the base of your groin, having your whole 8 1/2 inches down her throat. You see as she tries to calming endure you length but she’s looks like she’s having a time.

Her eyes are getting glossier, making it seem like she’s going to cry. Tears begin to flow as she gags on your cock. She tries to get loose but you hold on to her head really tight. You watch as the large bulge on her throat is making her cock. Salvia runs down her mouth, covering the floor.

Both of you thrust inside of her, giving no chance to rest. Such and amazing site of you and Momo fucking your cocksleeve.

“How do you you like my cocksleeve, momo?”

“It’s amazing.I really like it, she’s very submissive” and gives a hard slap on her ass, making her choke harder on your cock.

You watch as Chaeyoung’s face is turning red and is beginning to panic by push her hands away from you thighs. “It’s okay chae, look at me.”

You can tell by the look in her eyes that she’s a her limit and is begging you to let her breathe. You slowly pull out your cock, giving her a chance to catch her breath but it doesn’t last long since you shove it back inside.

You hear the noise of her throat as it struggles to take you back inside. “That sounds so hot” says Momo. “It feels good too.”

The room is then silent as the only sound you hear is the sound of Chaeyoung’s flesh being played with.

“Fuck… I think I’m about to cum. You ready Chaeyoung to swallow all of it?” Chaeyoung nods, really to receive her reward.

Holding on to the back of her head you release a wave of cum that flows into the back of her throat. She tightens her esophagus as she tries to milk you of everything you’re giving her.

“Ahh… that’s right… swallow all of it my cocksleeve. Swallow your reward” as you enjoy your orgasm.

It doesn’t take long for Chaeyoung to be overwhelmed, gagging as she’s not able to swallow all of it. Not trying to be a mean master you let her head go, making her fall onto the bed.

“I want some too” as you see Momo go straight for your cock, finishing what Chaeyoung left behind.

When Momo was done sucking the cum out of you see stands up and looks at your with a satisfied face. “That was so good, I feel like it’s going to be my favorite drink.”

Tired from non stop fucking you decide to take a small break. “Wanna take a break Momo?”

“No, I’m good. I want to fuck little chae’s pussy” as she walks towards her. Momo grabs the unconscious Chaeyoung’s legs and spreads her open, revealing her cunt stained with cum.

She aligns her strap to Chaeyoung’s entrance and penetrates her. There is no reaction from her as she’s still unconscious from earlier. Momo begins to thrust her cock while grabbing onto her waist.

You watch Momo have the time of her life as shes fucking her member’s tiny pussy. She’s playing her her small tits and pitching her nipples, while you’re gaining back some stamina.

Five minutes pass and your hard as a cock. Chaeyoung had woken up and she’s moaning your name as she’s being fucked by her unnie.

Not trying to get left behind you walk towards Momo and get behind her. You give Momo a nice smack in the ass, making her yelp from being surprised.

You squat a bit, facing her ass and spread her ass cheeks while open. You stick out your tongue and aim for her asshole, licking it. After giving it some attention you work your way to her leaking pussy and push your tongue inside.

You explore her insides with your tongue, trying to collect as much nectar before you go for the main course. Hearing Momo moan as you eat her out is music to your ears.

Once your done you get behind Momo, towering over her due to the difference in height. You pick her up and place her on the top with Chaeyoung still attached.

Having Momo on top of Chaeyoung in missionary position you decide to fuck Momo from the back, a penetration train.

Placing your knees on the edge of the bed you grab both of Momo’s ass checks, aligning your cock to her entrance. Having your cock rubbing on her folds you slowly insert the tip, then (bang) you drop your whole body on her, penetrating her tight cunt in one go.

You hear as both Momo and Chaeyoung grunt from the sudden weight increase on their bodies as well as Momo get stabbed by your member.

You feel as Momo’s right pussy tried to resist your cock but it’s no use, you violated her sacred place, her womb.

“Fuck… you’re too rough… my cunt feels like it’s getting ripped apart” moans Momo in pain.

“You need to get used to it unnie. Master’s cock is the best, even though it huge, it’s going to be the only cock you’ll want to have.”

Hearing your cocksleeve compliment you shows how good of a master you truly are. Now you’re pumped up, ready to fuck.

You pump your cock in and out of her like there is no tomorrow, making sure you have your weight on both of them. The only thing is that annoying strap that’s getting in the way.

“Dang… this strap is annoying” as you undo it from Momo’s waist. You pull the annoying toy cock out of caheyoung and toss it towards the floor.

“You’re both my bitches now, for my personal use.” You slam your cock again as it’s more enjoyable with the annoying device hitting your balls.

You hear as Momo moans out your name, enjoying your length to its fullest. Not wanting to deny Chaeyoung of her share you pull out your cock from Momo’s cunt and shove it into Chaeyoung.

It’s been a while since you had your share of a threesome but it’s amazing, especially when switch between pussies.

You fuck each of them for a couple of minutes and switch to the next member, ensuring that they’re not leave unattended for too long. But they themselves are keeping busy by your instructions. “I want you two to kiss each other.”

Chaeyoung doesn’t hesitate and goes for Momo’s lips. Momo is surprised that with how obedient she is with you but doesn’t complain.

You watch as they are both exploring each others mouths and you’re glad that you suggested the idea because it’s pumping you up even more.

With all the switch of pussies for almost twenty minutes you’re finally at the point where you want to cum. “I’m about to cum.”

“Please do it inside” begs Chaeyoung.

“Yes, do it inside of us. I’m safe” moans Momo.

There is no more need for words as cums floods Momo’s womb. Having enough for both you pull out your cock and shove it inside of Chaeyoung, allowing her to claim her reward.

After your cock is done releasing its seed you pull out and look at your masterpiece. Both Momo and Chaeyoung stuffed with you cum to the point that it’s leaking out of them.

“Where’s my phone” as you grab it from the top of the drawer. You open the camera app and takes a many pictures possible, making sure that you capture this moment forever. *Click, Click

You walk back to the bed and turn Momo over, having two girls next to each other. You get in between them and massage each of their breast. You can instantly tell the difference between them but you know that they are equality amazing.

Massaging their breast is nice but it’s better to get the feeling straight from the source. You place you mouth on Chaeyoung’s nipple and begin to suck her on small tit. You use your tongue to trace her areola and take a small bite of her nipple.

Now it’s Momo’s turn. You switch from Chaeyoung to Momo’s breast. They are huge. That’s one only way to describe it. Much bigger than Chaeyoung and feel great on your hand and on your mouth.

You place your mouth on her nipple as you trace her bigger sized areola. “Wonderful, just wonderful, both of you” you say.

Momo is moan as you play with her tit using your mouth. Wanting to give her a little surprise you take a small bite her her nipple, causing her to cum. “Fuck… fuck… I’m cumming as she squirts all over the bedsheets.

Enjoying her reaction your cock is hard again. You want to end this experience with a good memory so you get off the bed and stand in front of them.

Grabbing your cock with your right hand and your phone with your left and beginning to jerk off. It doesn’t take too long as your ready to cum.

You turn on the video feature on the phone and begin to record as you record both members on your bed with their nude bodies. You spread their legs with your hand, revealing her leaking pussies.

It’s time as you give a couple more jerks to your cock before you cum. “I’m going to cum on your both.”

They give you their full attention and look at at the camera as you release a large amount of cum. It squirts on every part of their body, painting them in cum. Front their thighs to their cunts, stomachs, chest and finally their faces.

You paint her cute little faces with your cum to the point that they can’t open their eyes because they are covered with it.

“Says cheese” as they try to open their eyes and make a piece sign with their fingers.

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[smutoperator]

Rules, kinks and favorite idols/groups

I've had this blog for a while but finally I'm not busy enough to keep it active. So there are the rules:

Idols must be 18 or older (obviously).

Sex must always be consensual.

Besides rape, I also avoid stuff like scat, vomit and necrophilia.

I don't write G!P smuts. I allow for the use of strap-ons but not actual penises for idols that have vaginas.

I keep note on every request and will select a few if the story fits. All smuts will feature at least one female idol and a male reader.

My favorite fantasies are: anal (my #1), breeding, creampie, dirty talk dom/sub, facefucking, morning sex, poolside sex, public sex, rough sex, spanking and titfucking. As you can see, I'm on the rougher side of the spectrum and my smuts veer into the porny side but can do romantic stuff if asked to.

Now on to the idols.

I have idols spawning from 2nd to 4th generation as my biases, my all time top 10 is, ordered by their groups: AOA Seolhyun, Blackpink Jennie, Dreamcatcher Yoohyeon, Girl's Day Yura, f(x) Krystal, Ive Wonyoung, Iz*one/Soloist Eunbi, SNSD Yuri, Twice Jihyo and Twice Momo (and RV Seulgi but I don't write smuts about her for finding her too cute to lewd).

Here are the idols from each group, order alphabetically, I can write smuts of. Inside their groups, the idols are ordered by my personal preference.

4Minute: Hyuna

Aespa: Karina - Ningning - Winter - Giselle

After School: Nana - Kahi

Alice: Sohee

AOA: Seolhyun - Choa - Hyejeong - Jimin

Apink: Bomi - Hayoung - Eunji - Naeun - Chorong

Berry Good: Johyun

Blackpink: Jennie - Jisoo - Lisa - Rosé

Cherry Bullet: Jiwon

Cignature: Jeewon

CLC: Seungyeon - Yeeun

Dal Shabet: Subin

Dreamcatcher: Yoohyeon - Gahyeon - Handong - SuA - JiU

Exid: Hani - Junghwa

f(x) : Krystal - Victoria

Fromis 9: Saerom - Chaeyoung

Gidle: Soyeon - Shuhua - Minnie - Yuqi - Miyeon

Girl's Day: Yura - Hyeri

Gfriend: Eunha - SinB - Sowon - Yuju - Yerin - Umji

I.O.I: Somi - Doyeon - Sejeong - Jieqiong - Chungha - Mina

Itzy: Yeji - Chaeryeong - Yuna - Ryujin

Ive: Wonyoung - Gaeul - Yujin - Rei - Liz

Iz*one: Eunbi - Wonyoung - Chaewon - Minju - Hyewon - Yujin - Sakura - Yena - Chaeyeon

Kep1er: Xiaoting - Yujin - Hikaru - Chaehyun - Dayeon

Le Sserafim: Kazuha - Chaewon - Yunjin - Sakura

Loona: Heejin - Yeojin - Hyeju - Yves - Haseul - Jinsoul - Kim Lip

Lovelyz: Mijoo

Mamamoo: Solar - Hwasa

Miss A: Suzy - Fei

Momoland: Ahin - Nancy

Newjeans: Danielle - Minji - Hanni

Nine Muses: Kyungri

Nmixx: Sullyoon - Haewon

Oh My Girl: Arin - Yooa - Jiho - Yubin - Mimi - Hyojung - Seunghee

Rainbow: Jaekyung - Hyunyoung

Red Velvet: Joy - Yeri - Irene

Secret: Hyosung

SNSD: Yuri - Yoona - Taeyeon - Seohyun - Sunny - Jessica - Tiffany - Hyoyeon - Sooyoung

Sistar: Soyou - Hyolyn - Bora - Dasom

Stayc: Isa - J - Seeun - Yoon

T-Ara: Hyomin - Jiyeon

Twice: Momo - Jihyo - Sana - Mina - Tzuyu - Dahyun - Nayeon - Jeongyeon - Chaeyoung

Weeekly: Monday - Zoa - Jihan

WJSN: Bona - Cheng Xiao

Wonder Girls: Sunmi

[pengouiz]

♡ introduction thingy ♡

new to tumblr looking for moots <3

Rules:

men and minors DNI!!

who i write: mainly enhypen and twice but will take requests for lsfrm, fromis, aespa, rv, svt, g-idle, ive, etc

what i write: fluff, angst, smut, headcanons/reactions, member x member, member x member x fem!reader, member x fem!reader, g!p, gender neutural reader

what i wont write: crossovers (ex: dahyun x yunjin), scat, bloodplay, watersports, male reader, age gap (must be legal), incest, dubcon/noncon, piss kink, a/b/o, pedophilia, autassassinophilia, im okay with anything that isnt one of these

asks are always open to talk for kpop and non-kpop topics, just dont be weird :)

[lustspren]

I can request you one of Dahyun (TWICE) x Male Reader.

This idea was asked by a friend to write it, but I don't feel comfortable writing it at all, so I was hoping that you could do it.

Dahyun and the reader are engaged, and they are going to their bachelor parties, Dahyun is going with the girls (Jeongyeon, Tzuyu, Jihyo, Sana, Chaeyoung, Nayeon and Mina) to a male stripping club, while the reader he is going to a bar with his five childhood friends.

Time passes, it is 2 AM and the reader considers the night over and returns home hoping to find Dahyun, but she is not, the reader does not care because he knows she is still with her friends (the reader and the girls they are very good friends, for the reader they are like his sisters and vice versa), so he decides to do his bedtime routine, when suddenly a message arrives on his cell phone, he opens it and sees that it is a video sent by Sana, in the which there is also a message dedicated to Momo (who couldn't go because she was sick) where she put how they were having fun and that I wish she was there.

It is not the first time that they have made a mistake when sending a message, since they have similar numbers, and the reader initially decided not to watch the video to give them their privacy, but curiosity wins him over and he sees the video that lasts 35 minutes.

The video begins by focusing on the room, which the reader realizes is a hotel suite, in the video strange sounds are heard, until the video focuses on the girls who are naked and having sex with each other, but that is not After all, there are two men in the suite equally naked, one is having sex with Nayeon and Mina and the other is standing receiving oral sex from Dahyun herself, while Jeongyeon, Tzuyu, Jihyo, Dahyun, Chaeyoung are having sex with each other, the video continues and Dahyun ends up having sex in many positions, with all the girls and with the two men, the video ends with the girls kneeling and the two men cumming on their faces.

The reader is in shock, feels sad and doesn't really know what happened.  And that's where he ends up, he wants it to end on a "cliffhanger", he wants it to be as kinky as possible. If you could do this I'd really appreciate it.

Also with a lot of Smut.

Nah bruh, I have nothing against your request, but personally I find it impossible to write smuts where there is an infidelity and the reader's OC ends up depressed or some shit like that. I mean, this is somewhat hypocritical of me, because I've written stories myself where there is an "infidelity", but it depends a lot on the context and how I know that the other person is going to take that. In this case, the reader is placing all his trust in his fiancée, he doesn't care what she is doing because he knows that she "loves him" and wants "only him", the last thing he would imagine is that he would find out by accident that she was being fucked in every possible hole, at her own bachelor party. It's pretty fucking heart-breaking, dude, and I know it from my own experience.

By the way, I wanted to give a little opinion that nobody asked me about bachelor parties: they are fucking stupid and pointless garbage. And I only mean those bachelor parties where the husband and wife are in separate places, committing all kinds of excesses with the excuse that it will be their last night not being married, bro, if at your bachelor party you fuck someone other than your fiancée, I think you should think twice about wanting to get married.

I love bachelor parties, but only those that are celebrated as a couple, without having to play with the confidence of the other person. That's it, and I'm sorry if I overdid it. Again, sorry mate, but I'm not the right writer for this.