#first week and a half of school? one fun prolonged flare up

[nope-body]

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#so at some point in the near future my co-op is going to have a discussion about masking and what our guidelines are going to be #and it’s going to go poorly. and here’s why: #last year there was a. girl (who is not at this school anymore!) who had trauma surrounding wearing a mask #and we also had a disabled person who needed people to mask for health reasons. like. they could die if they catch covid #and the voting system is ‘I think this is good for the co-op’ ‘I think this is bad for the co-op’ and major objection #a major objection results in a mediation process and a whole bunch of other stuff because it’s basically saying #‘if this proposal passes I will have to leave the co-op’ and there were multiple discussions that all ended in major objections #and this created a ton of tension between people who masked in the co-op and people who didn’t and people are afraid of that happening again #why they didn’t just make a policy saying masking is mandatory but x person is exempt I do not know #why people refuse to realize that the person who made her issue with masking a co-op wide problem (because she was against just like all #masking. even if she didn’t have to) I also don’t know #that was a one off issue that happened last year and people are terrified to death to discuss masking again #but guess what! there’s multiple immunocomprimised people in this co-op! #and we already had one covid outbreak and fall break is coming up fast #there’s evidence pointing to pots being caused by the immune system and my experiences fully back that up #i consistently get flare ups with my pots after I am around a lot of people with or without masks or a small group of new people w/o masks #like last night we had a discussion at dinner inside and that meant a lot of people in one space with their masks off #and today I have a flare up! I went to a fall equinox gathering at a friends house and not everyone was masking and there were some new #people and next day? flare up #first week and a half of school? one fun prolonged flare up #like my experiences directly support the idea that POTS could be immune-related #I need people to wear masks because when they don’t it doesn’t matter if they have covid or not. my immune system still has to combat #a shitload of stuff! which causes a flare up #the orgs I participate in the most require masks (the burlesque group and disability group) #and there is a reason why I participate in those more! I feel safer! #even before I connected the dots between flare ups and lack of masks

[sweetheartjeongguk]

make me feel (m)

pairing: min yoonji x reader

genre: high school au, fluff, smut 

rating: nc-17 (explicit sexual themes and cursing) 

warning(s): morning sex, established relationship au, rip yoongi’s ears

word count: 1.6k+

summary: the joys of waking up next to the person you love most. 

part I | part II | part III / masterlist

Yoonji groans as her eyelids flutter open, the pain in her neck apparent as her body wakes herself up, a little too early in her opinion. Her hair that was once neatly placed in a bun on top of her head tumbles from the elastic and falls over her face in tangled clumps. She squints groggily as she grabs her phone from the nightstand, the screen reading 4:32 AM. 

She tries to move, but the weight laying down on her chest makes her look down amidst her half-asleep state. A smile tugs at her lips when she sees you, face peaceful in sleep and arms wrapped around Yoonji’s waist. You are dressed in Yoonji’s old t-shirt from freshman year and cute little shorts that barely covers your ass - something Yoonji appreciates very much and has mentioned several times during the course of your short but passionate relationship.

The two of you have been dating for the last two months – Yoonji finally having the courage to ask you the morning after the party. Her cheeks were crimson and her words jumbled into one huge stuttering mess, but being the angel you are, you saved her the trouble by planting a soft kiss on her cheek and saying the very words Yoonji has been waiting to hear.

“Of course, silly.”

Yoonji takes a moment to admire your softened features. She resists the urge to kiss away the stress from your brow and the dark purple from marring your under-eyes. She brushes away a strand of hair from your cheek, fingertips coming to trail down your neck where marks marred your skin with light shades of pink and purple. Her barely-there touch tickles your skin and successfully tugs you from your senseless dreamworld.

“Yoonji...” You grumble in a tone drenched with fatigue. 

Yoonji mutters a tiny apology into your ear as she leans forward to kiss you. Her mouth covers yours in a greedy manner, as if she wants to taste something beyond your lips. She revels in the muffled moan that escapes you as she pulls your body on top of hers, hands coming to rest just above your buttocks. 

“Wow, babe, your breath is absolutely horrendous.” Yoonji jokes. 

You frown, “You’re no better, assbreath.” 

“Funny you say that, considering it’s your ass I’m--”

Your hands grip onto Yoonji’s shoulders as you shift to straddle her hips and pull her back into your kiss, breaking off her sentence before her full-fledged cockiness jumps out. It is almost too easy to fall into carelessness with Yoonji, especially since she’s gained more confidence since the first time you were together. 

While you definitely love the change, it can become overwhelming sometimes. 

“W-we have school later.” You attempt to break away from the kiss, but Yoonji loves to prove her stubbornness. 

“We have an hour,” Yoonji whispers against your mouth, tongue teasing your bottom lip. “don’t you want to have some fun for a little bit?”

Her hands travel down the back of your pajama shorts, taking a moment to admire the pretty curve of your ass filling out the cotton. An evil thought arises, and Yoonji can’t help to act upon it.

At the sudden tease at your rim, you squeak in surprise. “Yoonji, not there!”

“Aw, baby,” Yoonji pouts. “it’s no fair, you got to fuck me in the ass.”

“You were prepared that time,” you choke out as Yoonji continues to rub dryly across the skin. “and even then, we almost ripped your asshole open.”

“Can I eat your ass then?” Yoonji smiles cheekily. 

“Yoonji...” You mumble, cheeks flaring. 

The one time she actually did, you prepared by showering extensively and doing not-so fun activities (you suddenly remember the ultimate regret on the cashier’s face when Yoonji asked if they still had any ‘ass cleaning thingies’) in order to make sure there weren’t any surprises waiting to happen. 

“Next time then.” Yoonji compromises sweetly.

Instead, Yoonji pulls her hand back to shove it down the front of your shorts, immediately being greeted by your wet slit and hardened bud aching to be touched. 

You sigh contently as you drop your head to Yoonji’s chest, suckling lazily on the slope of her breasts, dangerously close to her nipple. “Y-yes, right there. God, you make me feel so good.”

Your growing wetness and complete submission in her arms makes Yoonji even more desperate to taste you and to take her revenge from your teasing last week and fuck you senseless until you’re begging to stop coming. But seeing as it is reaching 5 o’clock and you both wanted some sleep before heading off to school before 7, Yoonji would just have to wait.

Much to your dismay, Yoonji’s hand slips from your shorts and wipes away the stickiness from your pussy against your inner thigh. You whimper at the loss of her skin against yours, but the sweet peck she gives you makes up for the disappointment.

“Turn over, baby. We only have an hour and a half left.” Yoonji rushes you around, but not without a quick kiss.

Even amidst the heavy sexual tension, Yoonji craves a splash of softness in-between.

You follow her orders, turning around to face her crotch while your own is shoved directly in front of her face. You impatiently rip off her panties to reveal the sweetness inside and, without hesitation, lick down her clit and towards her clenching hole.

Yoonji shudders at the sudden hot touch of your tongue, but she goes to work on you, finally getting her own taste of your wetness. The room is filled with muffled slurping and breathy moans as the two of you work together to reach complete bliss before your alarm rings.

“F-fuck, baby, you’re so good.” You choke, rutting your pussy against her tongue as she chases the slick that drops from your hole.

“That’s because you taste so good, baby.” Yoonji chuckles deeply, the vibration from her tongue adding a whole different element to your pleasure.

Your sudden suckling of her clit cuts her laugh off, reminding the girl of her intense need for release. 

“Keep going, baby, make me come.” Yoonji whispers as she places an open-mouthed kiss on your seam, uncaring of the sticky mess over her cheeks and chin.

Your jaw starts to feel stiff, so you resort to thumbing at Yoonji’s clit, occasionally jutting out your tongue to flick at the hardened bud. You smile weakly at her little moan, and you can just feel the rising climax growing in the pit of your stomach. 

“Fuck yes, make me come all over your face, baby.” You choke out. 

You cover your mouth before you let out a loud cry of pleasure as you grind back against Yoonji’s mouth, desperate to finish before Yoongi can accidentally pop in and wonder why the two of you were making sounds at 5 in the morning.

The night that you two had gotten together, Yoongi couldn’t look at his sister in the eye for at least two whole weeks. Yoonji found this extremely hilarious, considering the fact that Yoongi was the one to tell her to “go get some ass”. Let’s just say that you weren’t as amused when Yoonji came to you with this so-called hilarious bit of information. 

Yoonji just couldn’t get herself to care much for it, still high on the excitement of her first relationship with the love of her life and the blissful night she spent in your arms (and in your pussy).

“Shit!” Yoonji cries out as she comes over your fingers that continue to pump in and out of her clenching pussy until she is completely spent. 

Not much longer after that, you come all over Yoonji’s tongue, your familiar taste coating her taste buds. She moans as your sweetness fills her mouth, helping you grind through your release and prolong your excitement until you too run out of energy. Your hips stutter as you ride out your high, uncaring to who hears your whimpers and cries of Yoonji’s name.

“Fuck, baby, I love your pussy. Have I ever told you that?”

“How about every single day?” You laugh as you plop your sweaty body down next to Yoonji. “Oh god, I’m so tired.” 

She kicks the blankets off your bodies, content in the slight breeze from the AC vent just above her bed. She takes in the sight of the sweat shining off your body and the completely fucked out expression on your face as you will your body to calm down and breathe normally. Yoonji’s shirt that you were wearing ends up yanked all the way over your chest, dusty pink nipples on full display, much to Yoonji’s excitement. Yoonji can’t help but to brush her thumb across one, reveling in your quiet whine.

She fucking loves how sensitive you were, even after being fucked for hours on end. 

Oh, the perks of modern teenage romance.

“Go to sleep, baby.” Yoonji whispers against your lips, all wet and sticky but oh so perfect.

“I love you.” You mutter as you break apart, wrapping an arm around her waist and tucking her thigh between your legs, just barely brushing against your core.

The temptation to push her thigh up is there, but you both know that you were done for the morning – hell, even for the night. 

“I love you more.” Yoonji smiles.

Even after two months, Yoonji can’t get used to the butterflies in her stomach whenever you kiss, whenever you touch, whenever you say ‘I love—’

Brrnng!

You both groan in annoyance.

“God, shut that shit off...” Yoonji hisses as she shoves her face into the plush cushion of her pillow.

You turn to your cell phone, the culprit of the shrill alert, and angrily slam a finger on the Off button.

“Now then...” Yoonji sighs in content at the peaceful silence, relishing in the reappearance of your plush body against hers. 

“Good morning, sunshines! The earth says to shut the fuck up, it’s too early for this nasty shit!”

You two practically choke on air.

“Morning, Yoongi…”

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