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Driven by Love

Pairing: Gp racer!Se-mi x Supportive gf!Reader

Disclaimer: This work of fiction is meant for mature audiences only. All characters and events depicted are fictional and/or fictitious. The events and information are completely fictitious.

Content and Trigger Warnings (CW/TW): Graphic sexual content and graphic sexual scenes, explicit nudity and sexual activity and adult content and erotica.

Word count: 2.3k+

You had been together with Se-mi for three years now. She was 30 years old and you were 29. She had been born with a rare birth defect that gave her a female body and a cock and you loved that about her. She was a race car driver and she was very skilled at it. She also had a great personality. She was fearless and determined.

You, on the other hand, were an introvert. You were shy and sensitive. You had been very self-conscious about your body. You were short and had brown hair and brown eyes. You were not very tall and had to wear glasses. You were very smart, which meant you liked trying out new kinky ideas. But you were also very shy, and you got nervous whenever Se-mi suggested something that would draw attention to you.

Despite your shyness, you loved Se-mi very much. You had met her at a party and she had approached you. She was very confident and outgoing, and she had been immediately attracted to you. You had been flattered by her attention and had agreed to go on a date with her.

That date had turned into three years of dating and you were now living together. You loved her very much and were very happy. But sometimes, her confidence and outgoing personality made you feel inadequate. You wished you were more like her, fearless and outgoing. But at the same time, you knew that your differences were what made your relationship work.

Today, Se-mi had won a race and you were at the race track to congratulate her. The race track was a place that was very familiar to you both, but today it was even more crowded than usual. Everyone was cheering for Se-mi and you felt a mix of emotions as you watched her step out of her car. She was dressed in her racing suit, and her short black hair was pulled back into a ponytail. She looked amazing, and you couldn’t help but feel proud of her.

The crowd was cheering, and Se-mi was smiling and waving. You felt a little overwhelmed by the crowd, but you were happy for Se-mi. You made your way to the front and congratulated her, giving her a hug and a kiss.

She smiled at you and said, “I couldn’t have done it without you. I’m so glad you’re here.” She hugged you tight, and you could feel the heat of her body through her racing suit. You felt a flutter of excitement in your stomach, and you knew that you wanted her. But you also knew that now was not the time.

The crowd began to disperse, and Se-mi led you to her car. She got in and motioned for you to join her. You hesitated for a moment, but then you got in.

“What are you doing?” you asked her.

“I want to get away from the crowd,” she said. “I want to be alone with you for a moment.”

She started the car and drove it to an empty part of the race track. She parked the car and turned off the engine. Then she turned to you and kissed you.

“I love you,” she said. “You make me feel so good.”

You felt a rush of love and desire for her. You kissed her back, and then you began to touch her body. She was still wearing her racing suit, but you could feel her muscles underneath. You felt a surge of lust for her, and you knew that you couldn’t wait any longer.

“Se-mi,” you whispered. “I need you now.”

She looked at you with surprise and desire in her eyes. Then she nodded and said, “Yes. Now.”

She quickly got out of the car and walked around to your side. She opened your door and helped you out. Then she pushed you against the side of the car and kissed you hard.

You felt a thrill of excitement as she kissed you. You could feel her body pressed against yours, and you knew that she wanted you just as much as you wanted her.

She broke the kiss and looked into your eyes. “I love you,” she said again. “I love everything about you. I love your body and your mind and your heart.”

“I love you too,” you whispered.

She smiled and kissed you again. Then she reached down and began to unzip your pants. You felt a rush of excitement and a little bit of fear. You knew that she was going to fuck you right here in the race track, and the thought of it turned you on. But it also made you a little nervous.

She pulled down your pants and underwear, and then she kneeled down in front of you. You looked down at her and saw that she was looking up at you with desire in her eyes.

“Spread your legs,” she said, her voice husky with lust.

You did as she said, and she leaned forward and began to lick your pussy. You gasped and closed your eyes, focusing on the feel of her tongue on your clit. She was skilled and knew exactly how to touch you to make you feel good.

As she licked you, she reached up and began to unbutton your shirt. You felt her hands on your breasts, and you moaned in pleasure. She was driving you wild, and you knew that you were going to cum soon.

She stopped licking you and stood up. She kissed you hard and then said, “Turn around and bend over the hood of the car.”

You did as she said, leaning forward and resting your hands on the hood. You felt her move behind you, and then you felt her cock against your pussy.

She entered you slowly, and you gasped in pleasure. She began to fuck you, moving her hips back and forth. You moaned and pushed back against her, matching her rhythm.

As she fucked you, she reached around and began to play with your tits. You felt her fingers on your nipples, and you moaned even louder.

“Se-mi…” you moaned. “Yes… yes…”

She increased her pace, fucking you harder and faster. You pushed back against her, wanting more.

“You like that, don’t you?” she said, her voice breathy with exertion. “You like it when I fuck you like this.”

“Yes…” you moaned. “I love it…”

“Good,” she said. “Because I love fucking you. I love feeling your tight pussy around my cock. I love watching you squirm and hearing you moan.”

You felt her fingers tighten on your nipples, and you cried out in pleasure. You were getting close to cumming, and you knew it.

“I’m going to cum,” you moaned.

“Cum for me,” she said, her voice encouraging. “Cum all over my cock.”

You felt her hips slam against yours, and you cried out as you came. Your pussy tightened around her cock, and you felt her cum inside you. You collapsed against the hood of the car, panting and trembling with pleasure.

She leaned forward and kissed your neck. “You did so good, baby,” she said, her voice full of affection. “I’m so proud of you.”

You smiled and turned to kiss her. “Thank you,” you said. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

She pulled out of you and helped you stand up. You pulled up your pants and buttoned your shirt. Then you both got back in the car and she started the engine.

She drove you back to the starting line of the race track and parked the car. Then she turned to you with a smile.

“I think we should do something to celebrate my win,” she said.

“What do you have in mind?” you asked, a smile playing on your lips.

“Let’s get a room at a hotel,” she said. “Somewhere we can be alone and celebrate properly.”

You nodded, a thrill of excitement running through you. You knew what she had in mind, and you couldn’t wait.

She drove you to a hotel and rented a room. Then she led you inside and closed the door behind you. You both began to undress, your hands moving quickly over each other’s bodies.

As soon as you were both naked, she pushed you onto the bed and climbed on top of you. You felt her body against yours, and you kissed her deeply.

She broke the kiss and sat up, straddling your hips. You looked up at her, taking in the sight of her naked body. She was beautiful, and you felt a surge of desire for her.

She reached down and grabbed her cock, stroking it slowly. You watched her, mesmerized by the sight. Then she leaned forward and rubbed the head of her cock against your pussy. You felt the familiar thrill of excitement, and you knew that she was about to fuck you again.

She pushed into you slowly, and you moaned at the feel of her inside you. She began to move her hips, fucking you slowly at first and then increasing her pace.

You wrapped your legs around her waist and pulled her closer. You felt her breasts against yours, and you reached up to touch them. She moaned in pleasure, and you felt her nipples harden under your fingers.

She leaned down and kissed you, her tongue exploring your mouth. You kissed her back, matching her passion and desire.

As she fucked you, you felt yourself getting closer and closer to cumming. You moaned and writhed underneath her, matching her movements.

“I’m going to cum again,” you moaned.

She increased her pace, slamming her hips against yours. You cried out in pleasure and arched your back, pushing your tits against her chest.

“Cum for me,” you moaned, matching her encouragement. “Cum inside me again.”

She cried out and you felt her cum inside your pussy. You came at the same time, your pussy tightening around her cock. You both collapsed against each other, panting and trembling with the force of your orgasms.

She rolled off you and lay down next to you. You turned to face her and kissed her softly.

“That was amazing,” you said, smiling at her.

She smiled back and kissed you again. “I’m glad you enjoyed it,” she said. “I love fucking you and making you feel good.”

“I love it when you fuck me,” you said. “It always feels so good.”

She wrapped her arms around you and pulled you close. You felt her breasts against your back and her breath on your neck.

“I love you so much,” she said, kissing your neck softly. “I don’t know what I would do without you.”

“I love you too,” you said, turning to kiss her. “I will always be here for you.”

She smiled and held you tighter. You both lay there for a few minutes, enjoying the afterglow of your lovemaking. Then she got up and went to the bathroom.

You heard the shower turn on, and you knew she was washing up. You got up and followed her into the bathroom. You opened the shower door and stepped inside. She turned to look at you, and you saw the desire in her eyes again.

“Joining me?” she asked, a smile on her lips.

You nodded and kissed her. Then you turned around and bent over, bracing your hands against the wall. She knew what you wanted, and she didn’t hesitate. She positioned herself behind you and entered you from behind.

You moaned in pleasure as you felt her inside you again. She began to fuck you slowly, her hands on your hips.

As she fucked you from behind, she reached around and played with your tits. You moaned and pushed your ass back against her, matching her movements.

She increased her pace, fucking you faster and harder. You felt yourself getting close to cumming again, and you knew she wasn’t far behind.

“I’m going to cum!” you cried out.

She didn’t say anything, just continued to fuck you. You felt her cum inside you, and you came at the same time. You both cried out in pleasure, your bodies trembling with the force of your climaxes.

She slowly pulled out of you, and you stood up straight. You turned around and kissed her, smiling against her lips.

“You are amazing,” you said.

She smiled back at you. “So are you.”

You both finished your shower and got dressed. Then you left the hotel and drove back to the race track.

When you arrived, there was a surprise party waiting for Se-mi. All her friends and family were there to congratulate her on her win. You stood by her side as she accepted their congratulations and well-wishes.

As the party went on, you couldn’t help but think about what had just happened. You had never been so bold before, and you had to admit that you had enjoyed it. You had always been shy and self-conscious, but Se-mi made you feel confident and sexy. She made you feel like you could do anything, and you loved her for it.

You looked over at her and smiled. She caught your eye and smiled back, and you knew that this was just the beginning of your adventure together. You couldn’t wait to see what other experiences awaited you both.

You smiled, remembering the events of the day. It had been an amazing day, and you were grateful to have Se-mi by your side to share it with.

“Are you okay?” Se-mi asked you, noticing that you were deep in thought.

You looked at her and nodded. “I’m fine,” you said. “Just thinking about today.”

She smiled and took your hand. “It was an amazing day,” she said. “One I will never forget.”

“Me too,” you said. You squeezed her hand and leaned against her. You knew that no matter what happened in the future, you and Se-mi would always be there for each other. And that knowledge filled you with joy and contentment.

Author’s Note: This article is an exploration of a highly passionate and explicit relationship between two women. The narrative has explicit sexuality scenes and mature themes intended only for adult readers. Reader discretion is advised. There is no basis on fact and/or history and all characters and scenarios are purely imaginative. Enjoy the ride!

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yveslogy · 1 month ago

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Ghost of You

Pairing: Se-mi × Y/N

Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction inspired by the song Multo by Cup of Joe. All characters and events are fictional. I do not own the song or its lyrics, and no copyright infringement is intended.

Trigger Warning: This story contains themes of emotional distress, heartbreak, lingering grief, and depressive thoughts. Reader discretion is advised.

I took a deep breath and shut my eyes.

Maybe I was just tired. Perhaps I was seeing things again. But it hardly felt silent in my room, which was loud with thoughts of her.

Se-mi.

Even now, I could practically hear her voice. Soft. Familiar. It was the kind of voice that once made my heart feel warm… now it just makes my chest feel tight.

We broke up months ago. I told myself I moved on. I even attempted to hide all her photos, her gifts, anything that reminded me of her. I came to fold the memories into little boxes, tuck them away, deep in the mind, like they never happened.

But she always manages to return.

I wasn’t alone in my bed, but it didn’t feel like it. Her shadow remained in every corner of my room, staining the edges of my thoughts. Even there, through all of them, I could still feel her hand brushing mine.

It was as if my heart was haunting me.

I don’t dream of her anymore—not like I used to. But on occasion, in the dead of night, I’ll wake up with tears running down my cheeks. I sit up, heart pounding, as if she said something right before I opened.

I know she’s not actually there, though.

I know this.

Yet it still feels as though she is.

Everywhere I go, I see her. Someone walks past with hair like hers, and I look. I hear someone laugh, it sounds like her, and my stomach twists. It hurts. It aches because she isn’t there, and yet she is—always.

I lit a candle, one time. It was stupid, I know. I thought ghosts might go away, if I brought light into the room. That perhaps the warmth would drive her memory away.

But instead of going to the ocean, all I did was sit there staring at the flame, crying for someone who is gone, but never really left.

Se-mi loved the rain. I used to hate it. But with her, even tempestuous days were somehow soft. Now it rains, and my breath has stopped. The cold weighs everything down. It takes me back to the day she left.

She said she loved me.

Then she told me it was better for us to part ways.

Now I’m stuck with this hollowness that won’t stop calling out for her.

I continue to ask myself—when does this settling end? When will I no longer feel her fingers grazing my cheek when no one’s there? When will she stop telling me she loves me in the silence?

When will I be free?

Because right now it’s like I’m getting buried alive, slowly, inch by inch, day by day—while I’m still breathing.

And I’m so, so tired.

Author's Note: This story is deeply personal and emotionally charged. It’s a quiet exploration of what it feels like to grieve someone who is still alive, and how love can linger long after it ends. I wanted to capture that haunting, hollow feeling—the way memories can cling, and the quiet heaviness of letting go. Thank you for reading, and please take care of your heart.

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