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Best Friends With Benefits

Lisa x Rosé x Male Reader

Length: 8045 words

Tags: double blowjob, double handjob, dirty talk, anal sex, strip tease, clothed sex, spit kink, hair-pulling, feet play, creampie, cum swapping

Summary: you find out that Chaelisa know each other a bit too well to just be platonic besties.

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Chapter 1 - Tell me your 𝓯𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓪𝓼𝓲𝓮𝓼

"Do you ever get horny during idol work? Like what do you do when you get wet on set?" You opened up the conversation with a bold question. Worrying that you had jumped the gun and made them feel uncomfortable, you held you breath whilst waiting for a response. Your worries were waved away when Lisa glanced over at Rosé, whose lips had turned upwards on one side. Lisa stifled a giggle. "Are you kidding? We're only human. Some of the outfits I see the other members in gets me riled up and I have to rub one out in the bathroom, or if there’s no time then work is work and we just gotta wait until our schedule is over. But we always deal with it, eventually.”

Lisa sipped on her wine, her eyes never breaking contact with you as she did so. Sitting in Rosé’s apartment, you felt a little tense before the two idols. Mirroring Lisa’s actions, you drank from your glass, hoping a slight buzz might help relieve your nervousness.

Rosé offered a related experience "One time, we were at the recording studio and everyone else had clocked off. I could tell it was one of those days for Lisa, and she was desperate to go home so she could… y'know, relax. Instead, I left the mic recording, dragged us into the booth, and locked the door. I finger fucked the life out of her and that was the day where she squirted in our own recording booth." The nature of the story was already so slutty, but the way Rosé spoke it with her Aussie accent made you want to explore her mouth and hear her whisper into your ear.

Lisa sat up from where her elbow was leaning against Rosé's couch. She had a super crop top on, the ones that only cover your arms and shoulders, whilst her bralette was worn below it. This left a small window of exposed skin on her chest, including the slight curves you could see from her tits, as well as her tight abs. "We obviously weren't right up against the mic, so when we listened back to it you can mostly only hear distant moans and muffled wet sounds. Still exported the audio and took it home though."

"I'd love to hear it." You blurted out without thinking, though there was no regret.

"Maybe we can show you the recording... but the live version sounds better." From your peripherals, Rosé's coy smile turned into a wide eyed expression at what her best friend had just said. Lisa knew how to deliver lines.

You were glad you initially steered the conversation in this direction, because they had taken the reigns and driven it full force.

"Well, this TMI got way out of hand, though I don't think you're complaining." Rosé looked down at your bulge and then up at you. "Are there any fantasies you've had about us?"

"Or have you just jerked off to our pictures?" chimed in Lisa. "It's okay, you can answer honestly... Sometimes when I'm alone and porn isn't doing it for me, I scroll through my Rosie wank bank and get off to her. It usually works".

"Lisa!" Rosé's blush was accompanied by a mischievous smile. "Wait... Only usually?"

"Relax, when it's not enough I whip out one of our recordings."

You can't help but notice that Lisa said recordings, plural.

"You watch them without me? said Rosé whilst pouting her lips.

"Sorry babe, you know I can't help myself sometimes."

At this point you're at full mast and could listen to them talk about these things forever, but without wanting to fade into the background, you speak up. "Okay, the thought of that is unbelievably hot and I have so many questions.” You paused to think momentarily. “Why don't we play a little game, I'll tell you about one of my fantasies if you tell me one of yours".

Rosé raises her eyebrows. "So you do fantasize about us?"

"The secret's out, I guess." You said in a playful way, knowing full well that no one in this room thought that was a secret.

"Okay, we'll take you up on this game, since there's two of us and one of you, we'll start." Rosé looks over to Lisa after saying this.

Lisa claps her hands together. "Well seeing as you mentioned that their were three of us... I want to be eaten out and fucked at the same time."

The fact that Lisa said this with the implication being Rosé and yourself made you audibly groan. This might be a lot more wild than you initially thought.

"You really dived into the deep end huh Lili." Rosé spoke aloud the thought you had.

"Mine might seem a bit tame in comparison, but I've kinda got a thing for legs." As you say this, your eyes trail over to Rosé. Unlike Lisa, she was in full comfy mode, wearing a tight blue top that to your delight exposed her toned midriff. Below that were her slim legs, which in her high waisted sweatpants looked particularly long. Rosé was watching you scan her legs, and noticed when your focus didn't stop at her ankles but kept venturing further down to her bare feet. You quickly looked up to her face hoping she wasn't overly observant, but she returned your gaze with a knowing look.

"You like my legs? I'm sure there's something we can do about that." she said whilst shuffling closer to you on the tiled floor, stretching her legs out teasingly so that they were within arms reach of you. "I suppose it's my turn then. Hmm..." Rosé tilted her face to one side and looked up as she gave it a moment of thought. "I'd like to take a guy's load and share it with another girl."

You could barely believe the words that were coming out of their mouths. Rosé had already pointed out the bulge in your pants a few minutes ago, and had now decided to do something about it. Having already moved closer, Rosé lifted her leg and placed a foot on your hardness. It would be ignorant of you to think that idols would always have perfectly prim and pristine bodies from head to toe, but in Rosé's case this seemed to be true.

Lisa bit her lip and crossed her legs over as she watched her friend make her advances. Rosé simply looked at you whilst gently biting the inside of her cheek. With her arms leaning behind her on the floor for support, she started to add more pressure and move her sole up and down your crotch, giving you a footjob through your pants.

Getting impatient, Lisa, who at this point was clearly trying to tighten her legs together to get some kind of friction, quickly decided that wasn't enough and instead reached for the buttons on her shorts and started to take them off, but not in typical fashion. Lalisa stood up and turned around, her body line turning into an incredible figure that you wished you could burn into your memory. At the centre of this artistic sculpture was her luscious ass, which was only highlighted more as she bent over and looked back at you with those unmistakable fuck-me eyes. She then peeled her tight shorts down, using her hands to guide them along. She glided her hands across her legs at the same time, like she was a present you’ve always wanted unwrapping itself in front of you. Once her shorts had hit the tiles, you imagined what it would be like taking her in this position, and all the kinds of things you wanted to do to her ass.

Her little routine wasn’t over though. On the way up, in one fluid motion her hand trailed up along the inside of her thigh, leading to her panties that she rubbed from her ass all the way to her clit. She shivered at the first real physical stimulation felt since this little session started. The simple act of stripping off her own shorts was striking. She certainly lived up to her main dancer mantle.

Your cock twitched achingly at Lisa’s strip tease. In response, Rosé found the head of your manhood through the fabric and, to the best of her ability, curled her toes around it. “Whilst this is fun, there’s only so much of your cock that I can feel through your clothes, and I want it in me, not in your pants.”

“You mean in us.” said Lisa as she kneeled down next to Rosé.

“Sorry babe, you’re right” and one of your untold fantasies unfolded before your eyes, as Rosé leaned in to Lisa’s lips and pressed them across her own. Lisa met Rosé's tongue with no resistance, letting it slip into her mouth and explore within her. The realisation that this seemed so natural to them showed that it was clearly nothing new, all the while Rosé continued massaging you.

You gently caressed her foot, before begrudgingly removing it from your crotch. The strain of your cock through your pants was starting to hurt a little from how turned on you were. You stood up and closed the short distance to where they were still locked on to each other, mouth on mouth. You wondered how familiar they were with getting each other’s lips wet. Lisa was caressing her hands through Rosé's hair, who in return had her hands fondling Lisa’s cute tits. Apparently, the answer to your previous thought was, very much so.

When Rosé pinched her best friend’s nipple, Lisa let out a moan in her throat that reverberated into Rosé's mouth, letting her know that her actions were appreciated.

Rosé briefly opened her eyes, and saw your hard tent was now at eye level next to them. She pulled her tongue out of Lisa’s mouth and gave her a quick peck on the lips before turning to unzip your pants.

Lisa wrapped her arms around Rosé's waist and leant her head on her shoulders, watching as Rosé finally pulled your cock free. “Mmm, did all of our foreplay and teasing get you this hard? Just for us?” She said with a foxy little smile, knowing full well that you were hard as a rock the moment the topic of fantasies came up.

And with that she grabbed the base of your cock and started pumping up and down. The first jerk alone was enough to cause pre cum to leak out onto your head, which Rosé- observant as ever, quickly noticed and used it to start lubing up your rod. “Mmm c’mon Lisa, don’t pretend you’re shy.”

Lisa was seemingly preoccupied, as she had adjusted her head on Rosé's shoulder so that she was now sucking her neck, and the hands which were around her waist now pulled her towards her own body. Lisa was seemingly grinding her pussy against Rosé's hipbone. It wasn't a move that you had ever seen before, but it was hot nonetheless.

Rosé, who was unfazed by this, gathered her hand that was intertwined with Lisa’s and slid them both together over your cock, forming a hand cradle. What followed was a double handed jerk off, as the two girls of your dreams slid their hands together over the full length of your cock, from base to head, down and back up, their hands still laced over each other as well as over your cock. You revelled in the experience, thinking about how much more there was to come. You quickly stripped off your shirt, and looked down to the pleasing rendition before you.

Both sets of eyes were now looking up at you with hungry expressions. Rosé unclasped her hand and moved her mouth towards your balls, sucking them into the warmth of her mouth. Lisa continued pumping your cock, moving her hand down towards the lower half. You anticipated why she might do this, until your cock head was resting on the wetness of her laid out tongue.

“You know, Rosé's spit is still probably in my mouth.” She said, then quickly took in half the length of your cock inside her mouth. The thought of Blackpink’s shared fluids in each other and on your cock had you throbbing in Lisa’s mouth. Just to make sure, Rosé took a pause from sucking on your balls. After Lisa had bobbed up and down your shaft a couple times, Rosé interrupted her by placing a hand around her neck, gently choking the girl and causing her to stop the brief yet blissful blowjob. Confused as to why Rosé had pulled her best friend off of your cock, your confusion was quickly replaced with a look of awe as she pulled Lisa’s mouth open. The younger girl instinctively laid her tongue out and looked up at Rosé with puppy dog eyes. And then Rosé spat. in. her. mouth. Lisa grinned in return then returned to take the length of your cock down her throat, gagging ever so slightly when she reached the base. When her pretty pink lips pulled away from your cock, you were connected by a trail of spit and pre cum.

“There, now our spit is definitely mixed together all over your cock.”

Lisa wasn’t swimming, yet a new wave of liquid had started to leak under her from Rosé's ministrations. She moved her black panties to the side and started rubbing her clit, whilst returning to give you head.

You felt her slide her tongue along your frenulum and shaft whilst encasing you between her lips. Rosé massaged your balls with one hand and used her other to wrap it around the base of your shaft. Their teamwork and rhythm was undeniable. Whether it was through years of training and performing together, or experience in getting their partners off- each other or different people (or both), the pleasure you were feeling far succeeded your expectations. Lisa would skilfully envelop your shaft with her mouth, bobbing up and down. When she slurped down further, Rosé gave the base of your shaft two quick jerks. On Lisa’s every upwards motion, Rosé used the extra length available on your cock to give you a slower pump in a twisting motion, whilst Lisa sucked hard on your head. They continued doing this again and again, all the while Rosé continued to massage your balls with her free hand, and their eye contact fucked you on a whole other level.

Lisa moaned onto your cock, and gazing past her slutty little face, you saw she was still getting herself off. Two small pools of liquid had formed on the floor, one beneath Lisa’s pussy; her leaked juices made you wonder what she tasted like. The other was the puddle of spit below your cock and their mouths, which had transpired from the increasingly sloppy blowjob.

You felt a familiar rising wave. Wanting to prolong this dream-like situation, you stepped back to pull away, at which Lisa looked at you with pouty lips and an expression of neediness, whilst Rosé spoke up.

“You were about to cum weren’t you, I could feel it in your balls.” she said with a devious smile. “Lisa’s mouth does feel good doesn’t it.” After which she turned and licked up along Lisa’s cheek playfully, and turned back to look at you with her mouth open in a smile and her tongue lifted up to to the top of her teeth.

“That felt like heaven and then some.” You explained. “But I don’t want to cum just yet.”

“It’s all good, I’ve got an idea” Rosé grabbed Lisa’s hand again and stood up, motioning for Lisa to follow suit.

Noticing the girly mess she had made on the floor, Lisa started an apology to her best friend. “My bad Chae, I leaked on your floor a little.” Considering she hadn’t cum yet, ‘a little’ seemed like an understatement. This girl was dripping.

Rosé replied with even more fantasy fuel. “Don’t worry Lili, you get cum on my bed sheets all the time, these floors are easy to clean in comparison.” And with that you all moved into Rosé's bedroom, hopefully on your way to ruin her bed sheets anyway.

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Chapter 2 - 𝓕𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓪𝓼𝓲𝓮𝓼 fulfilled

Apart from a hoodie that was lying on the floor, Rosé's bedroom was about as photogenic as her. An observation of clean and cute was as far as your quick scan of the area allowed before the girls drew your attention again.

Amazingly, Rosé was still fully clothed. Lisa- desperate to continue, quickly undid Rosé's shorts and dropped them to the floor, but not without giving Rosé's ass cheek a playful bite. “Lisa-yah!” yelped Rosé, with her eyes wide open and mouth agape in a similarly playful expression.

“Can’t help myself Rosie, I’m just extra horny today, don’t know why.”

“Lili I think we know why.” She said, giving you a coy look. “Why’re you just standing in the doorway Y/N?” “It’s okay, you can come into my room, it’s not the only thing of mine you’re gonna be coming in anyway.” Your cock twitched at her comment, causing Rosé to smirk as she knew the effect her words had on you.

“I want to see all of you Rosé.” You looked at her shirt and panties, then at Lisa, indicating with your eyes. Lisa understood and stood behind her best friend. Returning the favour from earlier, she cupped her perky little tits through her white top and started to pinch her nipples.

“Mmm, naughty Rosie isn’t wearing a bra.” said Lisa as she placed her head over Rosé's shoulder and looked into her eyes.

Rosé returned eye contact and replied “Well yeah I’m just at home, you walk around here with far less clothes than an absent bra sometimes.” She then proceeded to reach behind her, and although Rosé's body was currently blocking you from seeing it, you could take a good guess as to what she had dipped her fingers into given the surprisingly loud wet sound that emanated.

In what is half soft purring and half actual words, Lisa responds “Me walking around your house naked? You shouldn’t say such slanderous things Rosie.” You find it both humorous and an extreme turn on that Lisa is saying this whilst her fellow group members’ fingers are buried deep in her dripping pussy.

Even though you were meant to be cooling off, you can’t help but stroke your cock to the image before you. Ever so slowly, you pumped your shaft as Lisa lifted Rosé's shirt over her head, forcing the girl to pull her fingers out so that she could hold her arms up. As she did this, you managed to catch 2 of her fingers glistening in the air against the sunlight that shimmered through the curtains. Seeing Lisa’s wetness sparkle on Rosé's fingers was not a fantasy you thought you had, but it is a memorable moment for sure. With her top now removed, you drink in the sight of Rosé's tits. They aren’t huge, but they’re shapely and match her frame well. Subconsciously, you increased the pace of your stroking in appreciation, which doesn't go unnoticed by Rosé who bites on her lip as she watches you jerk off to her. “Better than getting off to pictures of us over the internet?” She toys.

Before you can think of a good reply, Lisa spins her around so that Rosé's ass is facing you. She gives you a quick glance, then starts to peel her chingu's panties off using just her teeth. Apparently Lisa took stripping classes at YG because she sure knew how to put on a show.

Rosé bent her knees slightly and leaned forward on the bed, knowing the angles that made her ass look good. Before you is a cute bubble butt, definitely not as big as Lisa’s, but round and firm. You wonder how it’s possible for them to look so damn good, but then remember that as idols, half of their work is training, dancing, and performing, and to look visual as fuck whilst doing it. What most of the public doesn’t necessarily realise though, is how mouth drooling they look even under their clothes. With no safety shorts to impede your view, Rosé looked gorgeous. Being nude, this is the most leggy you’ve ever seen her, and in her bent over position, her pussy shined back at you. Even from this small distance, you could see that she had a very neat innie that made you want to dive in. Turning back around to face you made her clean shaven mound apparent.

You walked forward from your spot at the doorframe. Lisa was still wearing her bralette and super crop top, and her panties were so soaked that a wet line started to drip down her thigh. Eyeing what remained of her outfit, you came to a decision: “That crop top stays on, everything else needs to go.”

“If that’s what you want, daddy.” She said in a sultry yet innocent tone that practically makes you melt.

Rosé kneeled down behind Lisa, and took off her panties. There’s no show this time, but no complaints are to be heard either, as Rosé immediately dived into her best friends pussy, enabling moans to echo through the room.

You waste no time and unhook Lisa’s bralette. With just her super crop on to shape her shoulders, it laid just over her chest without covering her tits, which jiggled pleasantly as she had taken over stroking your cock, the rest of her now butt-naked. It was like an X rated dance practice outfit. You transfer Lisa’s moans into your own mouth as you moved in for a kiss. She welcomed your tongue into herself, and once again with unbeatable rhythm, she matched the pace of her handjob with the rate at which she sucked and licked at your tongue. You could only imagine that Rosé was somehow tongue-fucking her pussy to a similar beat.

“Alright, time for that idea I had” perks up Rosé. She directed Lisa to get on the bed- face down, ass up, whilst you stood at the edge, leaving enough room for Rosé to take her place in front of you. It looked to be a king size bed, which you have a not so slight suspicion is due to the fact that Lisa spends a lot of time in here as well. Rosé kneeled on her knees, facing Lisa, and continued her oral session. Feeling a little confused as to why she wanted you here, you begin to realise what Rosé's idea was. She lifted up the lower half of her legs into the air and fluttered her toes at you, behind which rested both her thighs held tightly together, and above that thigh gap was of course the beautiful folds of her pussy.

Rosé's a queen, yet she knows how to serve. Before you was an elegant three course meal of your very own Rosé banquet.

“There’s lube in that bedside drawer, bottom shelf.” said Rosé as she lifted up her head from Lisa’s cunt, gesturing towards the mahogany drawer with pussy juice dripping deliciously around her mouth. “Or you can borrow some of Lisa.” She said with a wink and a lick of her lips before burying her face back down into her meal, allowing Lisa’s increasingly louder moans to continue.

As hot as Rosé's latter suggestion sounded, you didn't want to interrupt, as Lisa has been chasing that orgasm since the start of the night. You moved over to where the bedside table was and opened the bottom drawer. The contents were a bit more intense than you were expecting. You spotted a few dildos and vibrators, the two most noticeable of which were a rabbit vibrator (the ones that have an extra nub shaped like rabbit ears to stimulate the clit), and a long double ended dildo that was half black, half pink. Apparently even in their sex lives they remained on brand.

Other items included a roll of condoms and the bottle of lube you were initially looking for- but quickly became of less interest, as you saw a pair of handcuffs, and at the bottom, a small set of Polaroid pictures. They had the typical dreamy summer vibes that Polaroids produced, but upon looking at the images more closely you noticed they were of not just Rosé, or even just Chalisa, but all the Blackpink members. In most of the pics the subjects were framed as either nude or close to it, in a satisfyingly tasteful way, despite the fact that you could tell they were taken either pre, mid, or post sex. You suddenly felt a bit of guilt, as if you were intruding on these intimate moments that were only meant for them. But when Lisa’s squeals tuned you back in, you glanced over at Rosé who had paused to give you her trademark bedroom eyes and wiggled her butt and feet in the air despite the items you were holding. She didn’t mind you seeing her intimate drawer but she did mind that you weren’t fucking her right now.

“Do I need this?” you asked her dutifully, whilst holding up one of the condom packets.

“Nah, remember what I said earlier? I want you to finish in me, not in some latex. Don’t worry, we’re both on the pill.”

Lisa, despite her sounds of exasperation, managed to chime in “Chae loves cum too much to not be on the pill.”

Rosé didn’t even respond, and instead just returned her tongue and fingers to Lisa’s folds.

“If you think there’s a lot going on in that drawer, just wait until you see what Jennie and Jisoo have.” Lisa’s statement left a lasting impression.

Returning back to the bed, you planted yourself on the ground behind Rosé. If she’s offering everything in front of you, you weren't gonna turn her down. Already knowing in which order you’ll fuck Rosé's bits, you pour some of the lube over your cock and then some over the soles and along the insides of her feet, which she already had hovered in the air for you, squeezed together. You quickly grabbed a pillow and placed them under her knees to hopefully help alleviate some of the roughness of the floor.

With your cock lined up, you started thrusting between her soles. To add more stimulation you pushed them together, tightening the hole that formed between them. She started to move her legs slightly back and forth to match your thrusts. Like the rest of her body, her feet were pretty and clean, and it’s a unique visual to see your cock pumping between them. Further up on the bed, the rapid squelching sounds coming from between Rosé's face and Lisa’s legs announced her approaching orgasm.

“Fuck yes Rosie, fuck fuck fuck.” Screamed Lisa as her cunt trembled around Rosé's fingers and mouth. The older girl continued her movements, only slowly subsiding once Lisa stopped shaking. Lisa allowed the last waves of her orgasm to ride through her. “You eat me out so good Chae.” She said before flipping onto her back, head towards Rosé and lying still in an effort to catch her breath.

Throughout all this you continued to fuck Rosé’s feet. After a couple dozen thrusts, you realised that you were both too worked up to keep the foot job going, and that this was generally better served as foreplay or when everyone wasn't ridiculously horny.

Your thought process was reinforced when you placed her legs back down and noticed her pussy leaking some cream. Not a clear, dripping wetness like Lisa, but a small trail of creamy white. Rosé got up and pushed you down to a seated position on the edge of her bed. Straddling you, she says "I'm sorry, I know you want to fuck my legs, but my pussy is literally creaming for your cock right now so it'll have to wait for another day."

The fact that Rosé basically invited you to come fuck her again after today was more than enough reason for you to accept her apology. “Lili, guide his cock for me.”

Lisa, who had seemingly recovered enough from her orgasm, got up off the bed with her tongue between her teeth and a devilish smile. You wondered what she was thinking about. Taking her spot behind Rosé, you felt a warm hand wrap itself around the base of your cock, as it aimed your head towards her best friends opening. You were aching to be inside Rosé’s flower, and she was aching to have your stem inside of her.

Once she felt your tip teasing her entrance, Rosé allowed her weight to fall down until her pussy lips met Lisa’s hand. The top half of your cock was buried inside Blackpink’s main vocalist, whilst the main dancer had her fingers curled around the bottom half. The moment is so cathartic that you had to strain yourself from not nutting then and there. Rosé continued to push downwards against Lisa’s hand, signalling that she wanted more. Instead of letting go completely, Lisa unfurled her fingers one at a time to allow for Rosé's pussy to swallow more of your cock, until she’s only holding the very base with the O shape of her curled thumb and index finger. Rosé bottoms out, meaning Lisa’s hand is now laying flat against your pubic area, with your cock jutting out between her fingers. She flips her hand over so that her palm is facing upwards. Rosé had now taken your full length, her creamy walls feeling like bliss. You attest being able to push through her unbelievable tightness on the first thrust to her determination, and that she was visibly creamy from all the action that had happened tonight before any attention was given to her pussy.

Rosé started to lift upwards, and then down again, finding a rhythm, but her pussy was not alone in this endeavour. Every time Rosé flexed and relaxed her hips and legs to sink down on your cock and then up again, Lisa matched this by keeping her hand in the same position as before. Palm up, her middle and ring fingers encasing either side of your cock. By matching the pace of the ride, she always kept her hand just under Rosé’s pussy. In doing this, she was not only giving you a two finger handjob, but she was also curling her fingers up to rub her best friends lips and clit, all the whilst Rosé continued to ride the soul out of you.

The sounds of squelching and yours and Rosé’s moaning filled the room. The subtle bouncing of her tits every time she dropped from the summit was adorable. Seeing you eye fuck her tits, Rosé flicked her hair so that you could get better access. You moved in and took her left nipple in your mouth, whilst cupping her other boob. The hardness of her nipples became even more evident as your swirled your tongue around one and pinched the other. As her pussy continuously clamped you, up and down, You felt Rosé’s hands on the back of your head, pulling you closer. Her fingers ran through your hair and massaged your scalp as you alternated between sucking on her tits. Rosé fully took the length of your cock inside of her and switched to a back and forth grinding motion.

With her mouth free and Rosé’s ass in front of her, Lisa determined there was an obvious move to make.

“Lisa-yah!” Rosé suddenly yelped. “ I thought this was meant to be your fantasy.

Lisa pauses her ministrations to reply. "Turns out I wanted to be on the giving end as well." Curious as to what was happening, you unlatched from Rosé’s tits and looked behind her slim waist. Lisa had halted her finger work from the two of you and was instead spreading her best friends ass, tongue deep inside Rosé’s tight little asshole.

Continuing with her grinding, you yourself almost yelp as Rosé clenched her pussy walls tighter on your cock, her velvety insides hugging you closer.

“Rosé…” You groan, feeling yourself getting closer. Leaning over, she whispers into your ear. "Don’t be a stranger, you can call me by my real name.”

This was a small added intimacy that you were more than happy to abide by. "Do you like having my cock inside you... Park Chaeyoung?" You say in a deep playful tone, but it's followed quickly by a moan as she squeezes her cunt around your cock even harder upon hearing you call her by her real name.

Lisa interjects - "You just squeezed his cock didn't you Chae? Holy fuck you must be tight right now, some of your cream leaked out when you did.” From behind Chaeyoung's ass you can see Lisa eye fucking the creamy pussy in front of her, before looking up at you and saying "I love when she squeezes herself around my fingers or tongue, makes me feel like a good girl.”

“Or a bad girl, depending on how you look at it" you say, in which Lisa responds with a coy smile and sticks her tongue out playfully, which to your delight she sticks back in to her chingu's awaiting ass. "Lisa, I love you, but good girls don't tongue fuck each others assholes" she says whilst trying to hold in a moan. Lisa pulls out "well I can stop if you'd like" she says, tilting her head down and pouting her lips in a teasing way that she knew would drive Chaeyoung crazy, but without even turning around, Chaeyoung rests her hand on Lisa's head and pulls her back into her ass, "don't you dare stop, I'm close". Seeing as she looked you dead in the eyes during those words you took it she wasn't just talking to Lisa. This time you take the reigns and start bucking your hips up into her. Chaeyoung lets out the moan she was holding a moment ago, the loudest of the night so far.

Pumping with all the energy you have in you, you buck your hips up into the girl, relentlessly pounding her pussy with your rod. You keep a rigid hold of her waist, minimising her movements to allow Lisa to continue her tongue work.

“Unghf, yes, yes, keep fucking me Y/N, I’m so close, treat me like your little cum hungry slut. My pussy needs your cum. My pussy needs your cum like my asshole needs my best friends tongue. FUCK” she squeals, as you deliver the words “milk the cum out of my cock with your pussy, Chaeyoung” and with the most satisfying O face you’ve ever seen, her eyes rolls back and her pussy cinches around your cock tighter than it has all night. Her creamy walls start to ripple around your manhood, and when her facial expression alone was enough to send you over the edge, you thrust balls deep one more time and then plummet over. Her cunt milks you for load after load, as white as the flashing of your vision. The culminating overload of realising that you really are in Rosé‘s apartment, fucking her and Lisa, and the waves of your climax has you in pure, absolute bliss.

With your cock still inside her, Chaeyoung wraps her arms around your neck, nuzzling her head into your shoulder. She’s clearly gone into a state of lazy post-sex dreamy mode, and you don’t blame her. Holding on to you tight like she doesn’t want to ever let go, you wrap one arm around her smooth waist, and explore the ridges of her spine and ribs with the other hand.

“Don’t let that cream go to waste Lili” mumbles Chaeyoung from your neck. “Remember what I said about wanting to share cum?”

“Leave it to me Rosie” and with that Lisa gently lifted Chaeyoung’s ass until your cock slipped out of her pussy, the both of you wincing slightly from the post-nut sensitivity.

The gentlest little moans emanated from Chaeyoung as Lisa started lapping up the dripping creampie, no, YOUR dripping creampie from her best friend's pussy. You didn’t have the view to see it, but the sight of Lisa’s eyes peaking over Chaeyoung’s ass as she licked up the combined cream of your cum and her fellow group member was more than enough. “I know you’re both puckered out right now, but after tasting all this cum I’m getting sopping wet again and I’m gonna have to go for round two.” Some of her words were a little unclear, as she spoke without trying to let any cum fall out. You smiled at Lisa’s request as she dived back in. Once her mouth was full of the contents of Chaeyoung’s pussy, she gathered the cum from your sensitive cock using three fingers and licked that up too. She then sat back on her knees and waited like a good girl.

Chaeyoung pushed up off of you and swayed over to Lisa. You watched as the two sloppily made out, transferring creamy white substances into each other’s mouths. Lisa stuck her tongue out, looking first at her best friend and then making direct eye contact with you. Chaeyoung’s creamy cum, your hot load, and the girls’ spit coating her mouth and smooth pink tongue, forming multiple trails between her top and bottom lips as she opened her mouth wide.

Chaeyoung wrapped her luscious lips around Lisa's tongue, bobbing up and down like a pseudo-blowjob. Once Lisa’s jaw got tired, she pushed down on Chaeyoung’s shoulders to get her on a lower elevation. Lisa then loomed over Chaeyoung’s mouth from a distance and let what remained of her creamy reservoir out of her mouth. Like a thick bubbling waterfall, the cum travelled through the air down into Lake Chaeyoung’s awaiting mouth.

Before today, the most you had seen of Chaeyoung and Lisa was the occasional outfit that showed off a little extra, or them twerking on stage, yet here you were watching them savour and play with your cum in each other’s holes.

It was filthy, it was slutty, and it was pure fucking fantasy fuel.

“Tur around, get on the beb with your asshup” Chaeyoung could only half enunciate the words in trying to contain all the cum in her mouth, though she wasn’t fully succeeding as some was dribbling out the corner of her mouth and down onto her perky little tits. Regardless, Lisa got the memo, as for the second time that night, she quickly planted herself face down, ass up on the bed. In this position, her ass had never looked better, and you could already feel yourself returning to hardness. You wondered just how much time Lisa spent in this position.

Just when you thought the cum tales might be over, Chaeyoung scooched over in prime position to eat her best friend’s ass. Instead of swallowing the cum, she spat some of it out and proceeded to make out with Lisa’s asshole. Cum. And. Spit. Dripped. Everywhere. Lisa was moaning into the bed sheets, and as if there wasn’t enough, her pussy started leaking out again. Chaeyoung was alternating between finger fucking and tongue fucking all the natural lube into her Lisa's asshole. Once she seemed satisfied, she wiggled under Lisa into a sixty-nine position, and sucked her pussy folds into her mouth.

After watching the two eat each other out for a bit, Lisa turned her head around and faced you. “C’mon Y/N, you can’t tell me that after all that you’re not hard again, Chae didn’t lube up my ass with cum-lube for nothing.” She said whilst shaking her ass in the air. Suffice to say you were at full mast again, so you took your place behind Lisa’s ass. She giggled as you tapped your cock on her cheeks, admiring the shape and firmness of it.

“Oh my god Lalisa Manoban keep rubbing that, fuck yes.” You couldn’t see Chaeyoung’s pussy from here but it made you smile knowing these two knew how to get each other off so good.

Holding your cock by the base, you pushed just the head into Lisa’s asshole. “Ugh, yeah keep going deeper, I can take it all.” You didn’t doubt her, especially with how slick and wet it was, but you wanted to see if you could make her beg for it. Once your whole tip was inside her ass, you pulled out, rubbed it along the length of her pussy that Chaeyoung wasn’t occupying with her mouth, then pushed just the head back in. After repeating this a few times Lisa quipped “Y/N please I need you to pound my ass, stop teasing me.” She tried to twerk it back into you but her best friend had her arms locked around her waist, preventing Lisa from getting much movement.

Chaeyoung’s sparkling eyes from below caught your attention. You couldn’t see her mouth but could tell she was smiling. Teasing Lisa when her pussy juices were literally leaking down her leg got Chaeyoung off just as much as it did for you.

You put the tip back into her asshole. “Tell me how bad you want it Lisa.”

“I’m fucking aching for your cock Y/N. You know my ass will make you feel good, lay your pipe in me however you want, just put it in please. Please.” That last word came out like a gentle little cry. And so without remorse you thrusted the full length of your cock into Lalisa’s tight asshole. Lisa screamed in delight as you pumped away, rearranging her guts. Her ass cheeks clapped rhythmically every time your hips rammed into her from behind. You were reminded that Lisa got her wish from earlier, as loud slurping sounds came from where Chaeyoung’s mouth connected to Lisa’s pussy, which was dripping like a faulty faucet.

You took a healthy handful of Lisa’s ass cheek and squeezed, taking a moment to appreciate that you were indeed fucking the Lisa Manoban’s ass. You gave her a good couple spanks just for good measure. This was clearly up Lisa’s alley, as she said “mmm fuck yes Y/N, rough fuck me from behind like the slut I am.” With your cock filling her up, all of the cum lube from before had started to drip out of her ass and run down her cheeks, until it made its way through her pussy folds. Chaeyoung was there at the end of the stream, ready to lap it all up.

“She likes having her hair pulled whilst your inside of her.”

“Chaengie, stop exposing me!” quipped Lisa, as if she wasn’t already fully exposed, her pussy eaten and her ass spread open.

You leaned forward and bunched up Lisa’s hair in your hand. Pulling her head back as you pounded her back end, making sure to deliver more spanks as she shivered in pleasure.

It didn’t take long before Lisa moaned between gasps of air “I’m gonna… cum… already. Don’t stop fucking that hole Y/N… keep sucking my clit… right there Cha- OH”

Lisa came like an unhinged sprinkler, her body rippling and coiling in all the right places, and Chaeyoung had to close her eyes as Lisa started to gush and squirt all over her pretty little face.

You kept fucking Lisa throughout her orgasm, but she eventually pulled forwards slightly from over stimulation. You pulled your cock out of her ass, promising to yourself in your head that you’d return to that tight cavern one day.

Noticing your hard on floating in the air, Chaeyoung wiped her hand across her face like she had just been submerged in a pool, except instead of water it was Lisa’s squirty cum. With her hand now slick with girl juice, she reached up and started to pump your cock. Evidently, these two were fans of using cum as lube. But like fuck, you were too after tonight.

“Chaeyoung, shift down towards the edge more.” As she complied, you gently pulled Lisa along so that her pussy lined up with Chaeyoung’s mouth. Her head was now hanging off of the bed slightly, exactly where you wanted it. You placed your thumb on Chaeyoung’s lips and swiped it across them. They returned to their position with a slight bounce. Without even needing to say the words, she opened her mouth wide, her tongue looked as inviting as ever. Using Lisa’s ass as a handhold, you bent your knees until Chaeyoung’s mouth was on fucking level, and in one thrust you glided along her tongue until you hit her throat. As expected, Chaeyoung’s throat shared similar properties with her pussy: incredibly tight and the perfect sleeve for your cock. You revelled in the feeling of her warm tongue and throat massaging your rod. Each thrust was a delight. Damn these two idols knew how to take dick.

Even though you had already cum once, you knew you wouldn’t last long throatfucking Chaeyoung like this, so after a few more savouring thrusts you pulled out. “Hey, where are you going..?” Chaeyoung asked, as if her food was being taken away mid meal.

You answered her question with an action, slowly pushing the full length of your member into Lisa’s glorious pussy, which was accompanied by a gentle moan. You continued alternating between Chaeyoung’s upside down mouth and Lisa’s cunt, one slow thrust at a time. It was hard to tell which was more slippery.

“Making it last and still fucking us both at the same time? Don’t worry Y/N, this isn’t the last time we’re doing this, I can tell you that right now.” Lisa’s words reassured you, as did her pussy wrapped around your cock.

“Where do you want my 2nd load?”

“Your call Lisa, he already came insid-“ The end of her sentence was cut short, as you had just pulled out of Lisa and stuffed Chaeyoung’s mouth full again.

“My mouth is a bit dry Y/N, why don’t you quench my thirst?”

“You’ll have to turn around then Lisa, get your sexy little mouth over here, I’ve been close for a while now.”

She quickly hopped off from on top of Chaeyoung and swivelled around to face you (but she returned to lying on top of Chaeyoung anyway). You tapped on Lisa’s open tongue with your cock, and then watched it disappear as you thrust your hips forward.

“I like watching my best friend swallow your cock Y/N. She wants your cum. Are you gonna give it to her? Please cum down her throat, she's a dirty fucking cum whore babe, let it all out babe, nut in her, please.”

Chaeyoung’s accent as she pleaded for you to cum down Lisa’s throat sent you spiralling. She was a main vocalist in more than just singing. You thrust deep into Lisa's mouth one last time before groaning loudly. Hot spurts of cum coated Lisa’s mouth pipe, who greedily swallowed it all down. She wasn’t lying when she said she was thirsty.

You pulled out of Lisa’s mouth after your cock stopped twitching, now feeling well and truly spent.

"You really swallowed it all huh?" Chaeyoung noted.

"It's only fair, you got his creampie earlier."

You collapsed onto the bed next to Chaeyoung, whilst they casually discussed your cum and the places it went.

Lisa looked over to face you with a sly grin. "You should come over again sometime, maybe we'll give you that audio recording."

“Come over again? Does that mean you’re kicking me out now?”

Lisa shook her head apologetically. That’s not what she meant.

Chaeyoung's hand stretched out behind her to find its place interlocked with yours, as if to make sure you weren’t going anywhere. "No, stay with us… tonight. But after that you should come over again, but only for the recording, no other reason." She teased in a sleepy voice.

"Really, no other reason?" You responded.

"Hmm, none that I can think off." She gently squeezed your hand, reassuring you of all the reasons that went unspoken.

A/N: How do people churn out smuts this long whilst still retaining some level of quality? I feel like I just submitted an assignment. Grade my paper and leave me feedback! Also, writing Rosé's name with the tilde above the e every time isn't worth it.

#blackpink smut #lisa smut #rose smut #kpop smut #girl group smut #gg smut #female idol smut #kpop fanfic #kpop headcanons #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios

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Rose Garden - Part One - Lee Know Smut

↳Pairing: Prince!Lee Know x Maid!afab reader

↳Words: 7,800

↳Warnings: SMUT 18+ only!!!!! Minors DNI!!!!!, Lee Know has a dirty mouth, unprotected sex (we all know the drill), inexperienced virgin!reader, Lee Know also might be a virgin but idk, pretty vanilla stuff, power dynamics, creampie, multiple orgasms, multiple (2) positions, semi-public sex, they almost get caught but aren't, angst, a mention of throwing up but no one does

↳Summery: You are a maid for one of the ladies eligible for a chance to see if they are the prince's soulmate. You join your lady and attend the tea party but you grow bored and wander off. After a while, you stumble across a beautiful rose garden and an even more beautiful man- though he's not very nice.

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↳Notes: Long story short, I work a lot and I'm tired but I'm trying to get these written!!!

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Part One

“MOTHER!” JOY COMPLAINED loudly, “Do I really have to go to this ridiculous ball?”

“Yes, darling,” Joy’s mother, Mrs. Park, flitted around the room and checked each of the offerings of the maids, “Tonight is vital. You must catch the eye of the Prince!”

“What if he's not my soulmate, though?” Joy pouted, which you caught through her vanity mirror as you carefully curled her hair.

“Darling, when you’re this high up in society you can’t be concerned about all of that soulmate dribble! You are a lady! You are out in society and your position matters!” Mrs Park insisted. She made her way over to the vanity and gestured for you to move aside.

Wordlessly and obediently, you stepped aside to let Joy’s mother take over your task of doing Joy’s hair. You backed away to stand with the other maids who were holding various jewelry options for this afternoon’s tea party.

Joy looked absolutely stunning, which was truly no surprise. As one of the higher ladies of the court, she had to be. Whenever she went to these tea parties or balls, it was part of your job to make sure she looked her best. You did her hair, helped her into whichever gown was chosen for the event, and applied the perfect amount of rouge to her cheeks. As her dedicated ladies maid, you also had to cater to her every whim.

Technically, you weren’t allowed to be friends with the lady you served but you and Joy had gotten rid of that ages ago. As her mother rambled on about the importance of holding the family’s position in society, Joy locked eyes with you through the vanity mirror and rolled her eyes. You had to stifle your giggle into your hand and pretend it was a sneeze in order for the other maids to ignore you.

“Mother, the prince does absolutely nothing for me. We would be an awful match!” Joy whined.

“Joy, I won’t keep telling you why you have to attend this event. This is your last chance to catch the Queen’s eye. If you don’t then they will choose a bride for him this evening at the ball.”

“But every eligible girl in society will also be peacocking around! There’s no way I could ever stand out.”

“Joy!” Mrs Park scolded with a light smack to her shoulder. She moved away and gestured for you to continue your task. “Ms. Y/N, please do your best work. You are serving the potential future princess of our fine country!”

“Mother!” Joy screeched, but Mrs Park made her way out of the room before Joy could whine much more. “Y/N, you’d better make me look like a monster!”

“Ma’am, I’ve heard that the Prince is a fine young man!” You chimed in as you went back to putting small crystals into Joy’s dramatic updo.

“Oh, come on, please don’t call me that when mother isn’t around. It makes me feel like an old maid.” Joy pouted.

“Of course. Which jewelry set do you want to go with your dress?” You waved over the other maids, who hurried over to present their offerings. Joy perused them for a moment before pointing at a silver and blue set to complement the rich navy she had on.

“I don’t know why mother insists on jewel tones.” Joy sighed, “She knows I prefer pastels. All the other girls will be wearing pastels to tea!”

“Or maybe they won’t! This is the last chance to impress the Queen before she makes the decision for him.”

“I hope she’s decided already. I think I’d hate being married to a prince. What if he’s dull?” Joy sighed.

“Honestly, they probably chose his intended ages ago and they’re doing all this for the sake of some social events and entertainment,” You suggested innocently.

Joy gasped in horror and turned to look at you.

“How dare you insult the royal family!” She exclaimed. Her eyebrows furrowed and your heart dropped into your stomach. You hadn’t meant to-

Joy cracked a smile. She giggled openly, which helped your muscles relax. She was just joking.

“Don’t frighten me so!”

“I will never reprimand you for voicing your opinions, even about the royal family. I believe we are well past that, don’t you?” Joy turned back to the mirror and you got back to work on her hair.

You were able to breathe a little better.

Once Joy had her hair done and her jewels put on, she got up and started towards the door. You bowed as she left and mentally ran through the list of duties you had to attend to once she left. Tidy the closet, dust the shelves, make her bed, wash her pillow cases and-

“Oh,” Joy sighed, her hand on the doorknob, “I do wish you could come with me. You make much better company than any of the other ladies.”

“I wish I could go too, Miss.” The formality slipped out, but she allowed it.

“Maybe you could go.” Joy mused, “I could demand you accompany me in case I have a fainting spell or something. I suddenly feel one coming on.”

She shot you a mischievous grin.

“You just want to paint all afternoon."

For almost ten years she’d been faking fainting spells in order to either get out of an event or get you to go with her. You were surprised that she hadn’t faked one today. Despite the dramatic navy gown and the sparkly jewelry, Joy preferred to spend her days with you in the greenhouse painting away. Each year for your birthday she gifted you a blank sketchbook and some pencils and often invited you to paint with her. You weren’t nearly as good as her, but it allowed for you to have something to do together. An even playing field. No titles.

“You caught me. What can I say? I prefer painting with my best and only friend in the ton over mingling and pretending to hope for the Queen’s approval.” Joy mused for a few long moments. Then, terrifyingly, her eyes lit up. She opened the door and called out into the house. “Mother! Y/N is joining us to the ball today! I shall require her assistance changing into my other gown for the ball.”

“What?” You gawked.

Joy closed the door and turned to you triumphantly.

“Crystal,” Joy turned to one of the other maids, “Please prepare my pink and blue gown with the flowers and sapphires on the bodice for the palace with the fullest underskirt you can find. Oh, and the pink set of jewelry that Papa gave me for Christmas! Y/N, go prepare your best dress! You’re going to the royal ball!”

~!~!~!~!~!~

Joy’s scheming got you right where she wanted you. If you had the chance, you definitely would have stayed home but you were in no position to refuse her. Joy’s mother wasn’t thrilled that you were there but at this point she knew that there were some battles you just don’t win.

It wasn’t as if there was much for you to do at this party anyway. Joy made you change into your event uniform, which was really just a cleaner black-and-white version of what you normally wore. Today you wore a long black dress with a white lace apron layered over the skirt, with a white collar and cuffs.

All well and good if the tea party wasn’t outdoors.

By all means, the temperature outside was quite pleasant unless you had to stand off to the side with the other ladies maids in direct sunlight. All of you had delicate sheens of sweat along the backs of your necks as you waited to be summoned by your respective ladies. Some of the maids you’d seen before and had decent friendships with. The great part about being a maid is that almost all of them were into gossip, as if they were reading a dramatic-real life romance novel.

“Ryujin, you’ll never believe it!” Yuna exclaimed, “Mr Lee proposed to Lady Shim last week! They had a few moments together in the garden and he got down on one knee and he had a ring prepared and everything!”

“How romantic!” Ryujin squealed, “Did she accept?”

“Honestly, I’m in disbelief! She didn’t refuse him but she said she needed time to think. It’s possible that she’s hoping to be chosen by the Queen but she can’t be selected if she’s betrothed.”

“Have any of you actually seen Prince Minho?” Ryujin sighed, “I mean, Mr Lee is a catch. Why would she turn him down?”

“I saw the prince once!” Lia, another maid into all the gossip, chimed in eagerly, “He is unbelievably handsome.”

“Oh, shove it. You only saw the back of his head once.” Yuna rolled her eyes, “I saw him once a few weeks ago. He is, without a doubt, one of the most handsome men I’ve ever set my eyes on!”

“What about you, Y/N, have you seen the prince?” Ryujin turned the attention onto you.

“No, I’ve only heard about him from Lady Joy. She has no interest in him.”

“Well, I think he actually plans on attending this event alongside the Queen, so hopefully we should get a glimpse of him soon!”

“Why aren’t they searching for his soulmate? I heard that a soulmate match makes for more successful breeding.” You asked.

“That was the purpose of these parties all month! They’ve been bringing in all the ladies and the princesses of neighboring countries to each try their hand at being his soulmate but no one suitable has been found,” Ryujin explained, “If he doesn’t find his soulmate tonight then the Queen will choose one of the offers submitted by various other royal or noble families.”

“This is all so dull,” you sighed, “Who cares about soulmates and politics. All we can do is watch! At this rate I’ll die an old maid.”

“If you find your soulmate I’m sure your lady will let you marry!”

“Only if he’s someone of my rank.” You rolled your eyes, “It looks like Lady Joy is enjoying herself so I think I might go for a walk, care to join me?”

“Goodness, no. I would get in trouble if I ever left my lady’s sight!”

“Well, tell her I had to find the servant’s quarters if she asks about me.”

You didn’t know why Joy wanted you along so badly if she was only going to get caught up in the other ladies she was friends with. You figured a turn around the gardens wouldn’t be such a bad thing, especially since no one was paying any attention to you. Also, this might be the only chance you ever got to see the royal garden.

Quietly, you slipped away from the other maids and turned to venture deeper in the gardens. The party was relatively localized so there were acres of untouched flora to explore. Maybe, if you were lucky, there would be a pond or a fountain to sit by and watch. Something about water always fascinated you.

The sun warmed your skin as you walked through the hedges and trees. The cobblestone paths crunched delicately beneath your shoes. Flowers and shrubs lined the path, allowing for a delicate floral scent to fill the air. You sighed happily when a light breeze helped the aroma into your nose.

By all means, this was the perfect day for a tea party. The only thing missing was the tea. The more you thought about it the more a cup of tea sounded wonderful, but you would have to wait for a cup until you got back to the house and put Joy to bed.

As you walked you occasionally passed by other maids or servants of the palace but they paid you no mind. Your finer uniform gave the impression that you belonged within the palace walls, but you knew you did not. Your family was intimately entwined with the Park family. From birth you were predestined to be Joy’s lady's maid. You feared that you would never do anything else.

When you were a little girl you used to dream of entering the palace. As a child, it was as a woman of nobility who got to wear all of the pretty dresses that Lady Joy got to wear and dance at all the balls. However, as you got older you figured that the more realistic track would be for you to enter the kitchen and work as a servant. There was little to no chance of changing rank and now that you were a proper soulmate-seeking adult, you had to accept your reality. Nothing would ever change for you.

Then the gardens began to change.

The standard hedges turned into lofty lattice structures. The wood was painted white and the structures created square arches over the path. Lattice fences lined the walkway as well. Vines snaked up the structures and overhead, creating lovely shadows that helped to soothe the sweat pearling at the back of your neck. The white gravel turned to cobblestones under your feet.

Soon, however, flowers began to appear on the vines. As you ventured deeper into the garden, roses of every color began to decorate the lattice and the arches. There were several stripes of color. Several feet of white roses, then orange, then red, then purple. The soft aroma of the roses wafted into your nose and you sighed happily. The occasional iron bench lined the path and you had half a mind to sit down and take a rest for a while.

“Goddamn it!” A voice carried from a crevice in the hedges and you jumped. The exclamation was soon followed by a loud thump and a groan of pain.

On instinct, you gasped and went to find the source of the noise. The second groan of pain helped you navigate the maze of lattice fences with roses on them. The path curved into a generous arch before an opening into the center of the garden appeared. You dipped through a circular hedge gate until you emerged into probably the most beautiful place you’d ever seen in your life.

In the center of a generous opening was a stone gazebo with lattice fences lining it. Those, of course, had large rose bushes wound throughout making the gazebo feel like a proper enclosed building. A delicate trickling stone fountain of a woman pouring water into a basin sat in front. A plethora of garden trimming tools like shears and a basket of weeds sat at the stone woman’s feet. Along the back wall were more fences lined with roses so you supposed you shouldn’t have been surprised to see the man on the ground near them.

The man wore a pair of brown trousers and a white flowy top that hung off his shoulders and showed off his milky collarbones. He wore a pair of black boots that went up just below his knees. You couldn’t see his full face but you knew only from his profile that he would be beautiful. He groaned and wiped his hands on his pants before standing back up. He sighed and fixed his cuffs before turning and seeing you at the entrance to the small garden. Instantly, his face morphed into one of horror and he backed away from you slowly.

“Leave immediately!” The man commanded in a sweet and melodic voice that was a strong contrast to his barked orders, “And tell no one what you saw!”

“I… I’m sorry!” You dipped down into a low curtsey, even though you couldn’t tell who he was. Judging from the dirt on his pants and the trimming shears on the ground by your feet, you had something of an idea.

“Didn’t I tell you to go?” He asked again after you hesitated to move.

“I do apologize but… I appear to have lost my way and-”

“You lost your way? Isn’t it required of the help to know their way around this oppressive castle?” The man rolled his handsome cat-like eyes and he tossed a hand through his rich brown locks.

“I… Well, I am just visiting.” Your throat closed as you spoke. He glared at you, making you feel small under his intense gaze.

“Ah, you’re just visiting then? For the party? Well, that makes you forgiven for your presence here. You shouldn’t be away from your post.” The man scoffed, making you doubt that he was serious about his words.

“Sir, I’m truly sorry. I got lost. If you could tell me the way out then I will-”

“I will tell you.” The man sighed in defeat, “but only if you tell no one where you were or what you saw.”

“Sir, no one would believe me anyway. If you wish to escape then it’s none of my business.”

“You are just a ladies maid, I suppose. Fine, if you go back through the arch and turn left then-” the man paused.

He finally looked up at you and straight into your eyes. You were shocked by how strangely warm his eyes were, despite the neverending glare. The sunlight was hitting them just right and making his eyes a swirling exhibit of chestnut and gold. The crease between his eyebrows softened after a moment before his entire face relaxed and he sighed.

“Sir?”

“Look, I’m…” he winced before he forced out the next words, “I’m sorry. I am under a lot of stress right now and I shouldn’t be taking it out on you.”

“What kind of stress?” You blurted out your question before you could stop yourself. You knew you had to get back to your duties but something about this man kept your feet glued to the ground.

“Have you ever had a huge obligation? Like, something that has been planned practically since your birth that you can’t get out of?” He paused to gauge your reaction. You shook your head. “I suppose not. Anyway, it’s like there’s all this theater to pretend like my life is up to me but I know that it’s not. I will be the subject of command my entire life and I can’t take it anymore. I need to get out of here before it’s too late.”

“And you’re trying to climb the rose bushes?”

“Not successfully, I might add. Those bristles are sharp. But it’s the only place in the garden that has any sort of structure that can get me out.”

“Do you need some assistance, sir?” You took a bold step deeper into the garden and towards the beautiful man.

“Assistance?” he chuckled, “You mean you would help me try to get over this fence?”

“Well, if you truly don’t want the life that’s been planned for you, why go through with it? I believe that everyone should have a chance to live the life they want. Granted, that’s not completely realistic in this society…”

“It’s not?” The man blinked at you in surprise, as if he was genuinely learning of hierarchy for the first time.

“Well, no. Everybody has their master. There’s no room for dreaming. So, I think that if you have the opportunity to escape and follow your dream then you should. What is your dream, if not this?” You gestured vaguely to the flowers.

“I want to live a simple life. I want to be in control of myself and who I love. I don’t want anyone to decide for me who I’m supposed to be with. I don’t want anyone looking over my shoulder all the time.”

“Then go! I’m certainly not stopping you. It looks like there’s a place to grip the fence up there, if you want me to give you a lift?” You moved a little closer, tearing your eyes off of the beautiful stranger and up at the lattice fence.

“You? Want to give me a lift? Are you sure you wouldn’t be crushed under my weight?”

“I am a ladies maid, sir, I would sooner be crushed under the laundry I must do after the ball this evening.”

The man smiled at you. The first warm gesture since you’d met. For a moment, the smile almost seemed… endearing.

You couldn’t deny that being under his gaze made you weak in the knees. Whoever this escapist gardener was, he was handsome. You enjoyed the sound of his voice as it wafted through the air. It sounded sweeter than the scent of the bold blooms surrounding you. Sunbeams that were cast through the flowers landed on his golden skin, making him practically glow. Your time together was fleeting… and you wanted more of him.

“Come,” he gestured with his hand for you to move closer. You appreciated the contrast from only a few moments ago.

You followed his command and floated closer to him. Your feet practically moved on their own, as if you were being drawn to him like a magnet.

“You’re so obedient when you want to be.” He complimented. He turned towards the wall and put his hands on his hips. He scanned it until he found the patch of white wood that wasn’t covered in the thorny flowers or their leaves. “I think that will work, like you said. Why don’t you come stand right here and-”

He turned and suddenly put his hands on your shoulders. You gasped at the contact but let him move you into position by the wall. As he dropped his hands from your shoulders, the tips of his fingers grazed against the back of your hand. The man stopped speaking at the skin-on-skin contact, but he also didn’t stop touching you. His fingers lingered there for a few seconds before he pulled away entirely.

“I’m sorry, do forgive me. I know that was careless but-” He began but he was cut short by a gasp.

You both gasped at the same time when the tell-tale arousal ripped up your spine. It was practically instantaneous how you went from completely normal to, in a matter of seconds, dripping and empty. You watched as his trousers grew tighter as an erection swelled under the fabric. Both of you stared at each other for a few horrible seconds. Of all places to meet your soulmate, why here? Why now?

Your gaze flickered from his eyes to his mouth and you almost audibly groaned. His pretty pink lips were parted slightly and they looked shiny with spit. All you wanted to do was taste him. From the way his eyes flicked down to your lips, you could only assume he wanted the same.

“You?” He breathed out.

“I could go,” you offered, though you could barely recognize the sound of your own voice. He stared at you for a few long seconds.

“Don’t you dare.”

Then his mouth was on yours. No ceremony, no build-up, just pure urgency. His hands circled your waist as he waited for you to respond to his kiss. Your eyes were open for a second as you contemplated the new situation, but before you knew it your eyes closed and you kissed him back. He wasted no time in twisting his head and deepening the kiss. Your inexperience didn’t seem to bother him as he worked his mouth with yours.

He kissed you as if his life was on the line, as if this was the last time you would ever see each other. For a moment, you wondered if that was true.

The thought left your mind the moment his tongue swiped at your lower lip, requesting entrance. You wasted no time in parting your lips and pushing your tongue against his. You wondered if he really did taste like honey or if that was the soulmate hormone talking. Your hands curled into his hair and he moaned at the contact. Gratefully, you swallowed every noise that came from him.

“I need to have you now,” he mumbled against your lips, “Please, let me have you.”

“I’m yours for the taking.”

He wasted no time at all.

In an instant, he was pushing you into a corner of the rose garden that was just out of sight of the entrance. There wasn’t a bench or anything to sit on and he didn’t have anything to cushion the ground, but it didn’t really matter to either of you. The emptiness between your legs was probably going to kill you if you didn’t have him immediately, so you pulled him to the ground and straddled his lithe hips.

He gasped in surprise when his back hit the ground, but he grinned at your enthusiasm. The kiss broken, you worked together to get your skirts out of the way and he tugged at your undergarments. He glared at them like they were offensive to him personally. He shot you a quick smirk before the sound of tearing fabric met your ears.

“Hey! I kind of need those.” You protested.

“I want to see what’s mine.”

He lifted his head off the ground to gaze at your dripping sex. You wonder if he could tell how wet you were just by a little kissing. He moved one of his hands towards your center, shooting you a quick glance as if to ask permission. The moment you nodded, the tips of his fingers grazed your outer sex and you gasped at the touch. The mere touch alone tasted sweet.

His fingers explored further, slipping beneath your lips to prod at your drenched hole. He sucked in a sharp breath when he pushed his index finger into the first knuckle.

“Damn, angel, you’re so wet. This is all for me, hm?” He pulled his fingers away and you groaned at the lack of contact. Your eyes widened when he slipped his pointer finger into his mouth and lapped at your essence. His eyes rolled into the back of his head at your taste before he looked up at you with eyes clouded with lust. “Angel, I wish we had time for you to sit on my face so I can drink you up but right now I think I’ll die if I’m not inside you soon.”

Honestly, you shared the sentiment. You reached for the laces on his britches and tugged at them. He leaned back and watched you wrestle with his pants for a few minutes. However, it didn’t take him long to get needy himself and soon his fingers were joining yours.

Together, you freed the laces and pushed his pants down just enough for his cock to pop out and slap onto his lower belly. You were thankful that his shirt had ridden up a little in your efforts. His dick, while being the only real one you’d ever seen, looked perfect. It was thick and long and the head was a gorgeous shape of pink that matched his kiss swollen lips. Since turning twenty one and being told about some of what to do, you had an idea of what was about to happen.

“Have you ever seen one before?” He grasped his cock with one hand and stroked it a few times. His other hand gripped your waist and maneuvered you into place above him.

“No, I’ve only heard about them, sir.” You gasped when something hot and wet glided through your lower lips.

“They really don’t teach you girls anything, do they?” He tsked and pressed the head against your dripping hole. With how wet you were, it could have slipped right in with no resistance. “I’m going to put it inside you now. There might very well be some discomfort, but you’re so wet I think you’ll drown my cock, so I think you’ll be fine.”

“Please, put it in.” You practically begged, lowering your hips and accepting him into you.

You let out an embarrassingly loud moan when the head breached your entrance and began pushing inside you. Your swollen walls stretched to accommodate him readily. Like he said, there was a little discomfort from the initial stretch but there was no pain. He moved the hand that was on his dick to your waist and used both hands to help you descend onto him. You squeezed your eyes shut and let it happen.

When your hips were flush with one another, your thighs were shaking with effort. You dropped your hands to his chest and held on for stability. You kept your weight off him as much as you could, aside from how your pussy was finally wrapped around his delicious cock.

“Are you alright?” His soft voice made your eyes snap open to look at him. His eyebrows were furrowed in concern and his grip on you tightened. “You need not hold yourself up.”

“I am quite heavy, sir. I don't want to crush you.”

“Nonsense.” He growled, pushing down on your hips hard enough for your legs to give out. Your full weight descended onto his hips, shoving his cock deeper into you and causing you both to let out groans of satisfaction. The pressure of him being fully sheathed inside you made you want to cry. It was as if he’d split you open.

Instantly, he lifted a hand to press it over your mouth. Effortlessly, he pushed his hips up, held you in the circle of his arms and rolled you so you were on your back. He shifted his hips a little bit just to be sure he wouldn’t slip out of you while he changed your position. Once he was over you, dick still lodged within your warm and wet walls, he leaned down to whisper against your ear.

“We don’t want to get caught, do we? Stay quiet while I ruin you, yeah?”

He kept his hand across your mouth as he ground his hips into you. You groaned against his skin as the friction sent sparks of pleasure up your spine. All of the discomfort of being filled melted away until all you could feel was absolute pleasure. His cock massaged your insides perfectly with every single thrust. He was so deep you could practically feel him in the back of your throat.

You gazed up at him through your eyelashes, watching his face as he fucked you. Every time he pushed in, his face contorted into a beautiful picture of pleasure. Droplets of sweat trickled down his face, giving his skin a glowing sheen. He gazed right back down at you, locking your eyes together with every grind of his hips. From this angle, his shirt dipped down and you could see the expanse of his collarbones and chest. You wished you had a better angle without all these pesky clothes in the way so you could see his cock as it entered you.

You mumbled against his sweaty hand, tasting the addicting salt of him.

“Can you stay quiet if I take my hand away, my angel?” He moaned lowly as a particularly deep thrust made you clench around him. You nodded rapidly and he slowly pulled his hand away. “What is it?”

“Faster,” you begged. You slightly pulled your knees up and your skirts away to give him more room. “Please, sir, want to feel you.”

“Do you think you can handle it, precious angel?” He threw two quick, hard thrusts into your heat and you bit back a pitiful moan. You nodded quickly at his question.

“Please, I want more.” You parted your knees a little more and it was his turn to moan. He buried his head in your neck so that he could not be heard outside of your bubble.

“Since you asked so nicely,” He groaned and he began to pick up the pace. Each thrust made an audible noise as your skin collided. The burn between your legs grew and you reveled in the feeling.

“S-so good,” you reached for him to tangle your fingers in his hair, desperate for something to hold onto, “Don’t stop, sir.”

“Never, Angel. Never. You feel so fucking good. So wet and tight for me. Just wanna be inside you all the time, never wanna pull out. You’re mine, yeah? All mine, just mine.”

His hands were everywhere. He grabbed at your neck, your chest, reached below your skirts to grab your thighs before circling up towards a distinct target. You weren’t sure what he was doing until his fingertips were collecting your slick and circling up your slit. You didn’t think it could get much better until he circled a spot that had you biting his shoulder to keep from moaning loudly. He grinned and kept his efforts focused on that spot.

The pleasure began to mount. Something pulled taut in your stomach and your legs began to shake. A string in your belly tensed. Your pussy ached from his constant rough thrusting but it sent sparks of pleasure all the way down to your toes.

“Sir, please… please it feels-” You weren’t sure what you were begging for but your soulmate seemed to double his efforts. He thrust harder and pressed a little more on the swollen bundle of nerves at your center.

“It’s okay, angel. Just lay back and feel. Don’t think of anything else. Cum for me,” He peppered kisses on your sweaty neck and collarbones.

You focused on the pleasure building within you. The peak approached you quicker than you would have liked, but before you knew it something wondrous washed over you. Your thighs clenched around him and a choked moan caught in your throat. You grabbed onto his shoulders and dug your nails into his skin, desperate for something to hold onto as a powerful orgasm washed over you.

Your soulmate kept pushing his thick cock into you, but he slowed down to help you ride out your orgasm without overwhelming you. Something sticky slipped out of you and he was sure that you’d left a gorgeous white ring of cum at the base of his cock.

His angel had given him a halo.

He moved his hand away from your clit and anchored his elbows by your head. He landed several soft kisses on your cheeks and lips but you were too far gone to respond. Your ears were ringing and all you could think about was the avalanche of pleasure between your legs. Waves of your orgasm made your thighs quiver a little. You stared at the leaves above you and the golden streaks of light that stole in from the gaps. The world slowly formed around you. When you met his eyes, he smiled warmly.

“There you are.” He whispered.

“That was… amazing.” You sighed, but it turned into a gasp as your soulmate rocked his hips into yours a few times.

“Angel, I still need to cum, too. We can stop if you want but I need to-”

“Yes! Please, keep going.” You begged suddenly. Your walls ached from the exertion but you also craved the feeling of him inside you even more.

“Yeah?” He groaned lowly as he pushed into you again. He moaned into your neck as his pace began to increase more and more. “Good. Fuck, angel, I can’t wait to cum inside you. Please can I cum inside you?”

“Yes, please!” You begged.

You knew what could happen if he came in you and you didn’t really want that right now, but the desire and the need to feel his release inside of you overpowered every other thing in the world. You probably wouldn’t have cared if the prince walked in on you at this point.

Your soulmate’s thrusts began to pick up speed. The overstimulation in your pussy stung but you gritted your teeth through it. His moans got higher in pitch and he panted wetly against your neck.

“I’m getting close, angel.” He grunted above you.

His thick cock speared into you over and over again. His heavy balls slapped against your ass and you just knew that he would have a lot of cum to give you.

Your assumption was proven right only moments later. He groaned loudly, shoved himself as deep into you as he could go, and his milky release coated your insides. The pressure and the warmth against your cervix made your skin tingle at the base of your spine and you figured you could probably cum again. You reached down between your legs and gasped to find your center slick and messy. You rubbed your fingertips around until you hit your clit.

It only took a few short rubs before your cunt clamped onto him. He moaned at the feeling.

He thrusted shallowly into you a few times to ride out his high and every push resulted in another generous spurt of cum inside you. It was as if your orgasm triggered his to last longer.

Finally, he slumped against you. He did his best to keep his full weight off you but at this angle it couldn’t be helped. You didn’t mind. Despite the warmth of the day and the fact that your skin was sweat slicked, you needed him close.

Together, you laid on the ground in each other’s arms for a few seconds. The afterglow began to set in. You craved his body close. It must have only been seconds because a loud voice boomed through the garden, startling you both back into the real world.

“Where is he! He is going to be late to his own party! I don’t care what he wants! He’ll be an embarrassment to the royal family if he doesn’t make an appearance! Search the grounds, go! Now!” A stern voice barked.

“Oh, shit.” Your soulmate muttered.

In an instant, he slid out of you, stood up and worked on redoing the laces on his pants. His nimble fingers got the job done in almost no time. It left you to quickly gather yourself. Your undergarments were ripped but you could tie the scraps a little to keep yourself somewhat decent. You fixed your skirts and started to get up, but your soulmate spoke again.

“Let me.” His soft voice sounded sweet, like the roses.

He offered you his hand and he helped you rise to your feet and brush off the leaves and petals from your skirt. When you met his eyes, you were shocked by the grief swimming in them.

“Are you okay?” You reached out to cup his cheek in your hand but he flinched away from your touch.

“I’m sorry, I must go.” He turned on his heel and started out of the garden.

“Wait… what?” You gasped out and followed him a few steps.

“I must go. I’m sorry, I wish I could stay but… I’ve waited too long and duty calls.”

“But… wait, shouldn’t we talk about this?” You followed him to the archway that led into the garden. He stopped abruptly, his back to you for a few seconds. His breath heaved. When he turned to face you, his eyebrows were hardset.

“No. I’m sorry, this shouldn’t have happened. You can’t be my soulmate. They would never allow it. Let’s try to forget this ever happened, okay? It’s for the best.” His hard voice sent a shock down your spine.

You stared at him in surprise. He didn’t give you the time to retort before he was stalking away and disappearing into the green. You hurried after him but quickly found that you had no idea where you were going. The turns and the bushes all looked identical.

Tears welled in your eyes. The more you searched for him, the more lost you became. You ran blindly through the garden, your dress swirling at your ankles. The sun beat down on you and a bead of sweat dripped down your temple. Was it sweat on your face, or tears? Was it sweat dripping down your legs, or cum?

You ran until you bumped into a palace maid. Both of you cried out in surprise and fell back. You were unable to stop yourself from crying. The other maid scolded you for making her drop her washing, but she stopped after a moment when she noticed your hysterical state.

“Are you alright?” She asked tentatively.

“I don’t know… I… my soulmate… the party! I’m lost! What if… my mistress… she needs me.” You wailed, dropping your head into your hands.

“Are you a ladies maid for one of the ladies at the party?”

“Yes. I only stepped away for a moment but I got lost!”

“It’s okay! It’ll be okay, I promise.” The maid soothingly rubbed your arm. “Let’s get you back to the party, okay? You’re not far.”

The maid led you through the garden. You followed blindly, not really paying any attention to where you were going. The garden didn’t hold as much beauty as it did a few minutes ago. You kept your eyes peeled for the gardener. Your soulmate.

Like she said, it wasn’t long before soft music filled the air. A harp, by the light, airy sound of it. Then the murmur the guests followed. Before anyone could come into sight, the maid turned around and stopped you.

“You look a mess, my dear. Let’s clean you up first. You don’t want your lady to see you in this state, do we?” The palace maid gently wiped away your tears and smoothed your hair. She pulled a few leaves out of the tangled strands.

“Why are you being so nice to me?” You sniffled. The maid smiled sadly.

“My soulmate is above my standing, too, love.”

“What? No, it’s the gardener… he just ran off and-”

“There.” The maid smoothed your hair one last time. “Go on! You don’t want to keep your lady waiting.”

Before you could think to ask what she meant, the maid hurried back into the garden, leaving you alone with your thoughts.

Only moments ago, you were with the person you were meant to be with but now you were alone. Your body ached and your eyes burned from crying. You needed a drink.

Instead, you held your head high and ventured back into the garden where the party was in full swing. So to speak. A few women danced in a clearing next to the pavilion where the musicians played. Mostly, people milled about, sipped on drinks, and snacked on hors d'Oeuvres. The girls wore various lightly colored pastel dresses that glittered and shimmered in the sunlight. If you were sweating in your dress, you were certain that the girls in attendance would be feeling faint. Luckily, there were several open-air tents pitched around the garden where the girls who weren’t partaking in the festivities could rest.

It came to no surprise to you that Joy had set up underneath one of the tents. You made your way over to her and she waved at you the second she saw you weaving through the crowd. You hurried to her side and you curtsied deeply in apology.

“Miss, I apologize for slipping away without saying anything first, I-”

“You what?” Joy blinked at you in surprise. “You know what, it’s okay. It’s no matter. I called you over because the prince is about to make his entrance! I wanted you to get a good look at him. There’s a tiny chance he’ll be my soulmate, afterall.”

“It might be nice to live at the palace.” You cleared your throat, hoping that she wouldn’t catch on to the fact that tears still brimmed in your eyes.

“It is quite pretty, isn’t it? I’m not sure if I could stomach all of the royal duties. Waving at crowds, kissing babies, the politics within the court. How exhausting! Maybe if he’s handsome then this wouldn’t be so bad.” Joy sighed, “Y/N, how I wish you were a lady. I would rather sit with you, gossip, and share this food with you. Maybe I should have dressed you up in one of my gowns and pretended you were my cousin from out of town.”

“I’m afraid I’d be useless at one of these parties.”

“Nonsense! Didn’t I teach you to dance when we were teenagers? You know all the steps.” Something clicked in Joy’s head and she jumped. “A-ha! Y/N! I had Crystal pack an extra gown and corset in case I spilled tea on this one. After the party, let’s dress you in that! You can attend the ball with me! Not as a maid, but as a friend.”

“Miss! I don’t think that would be proper. I am only a maid and-”

“No one will recognize you! Once you put on a gown, no one will be the wiser. What do you say?”

“I’m not sure if that’s wise-”

“ALL RISE.” A voice boomed over the party.

The music and the murmur of the crowd lulled and faded out. A butler stood up a few stairs on a path towards the palace. He stood tall and held a cone in his hand in order to amplify his voice. Those who were seated scrambled to their feet, Joy included.

“I am here to announce the entrance of the Royal Prince Lee Minho! All bow!” The butler screamed into the cone. A few birds squawked and flew out of their nest that was in a tree along the back wall of the garden.

The musicians played a fanfare. You joined in bowing with all of the guests and maids at the party. The music swelled and you peeked up to see if you could catch a glimpse of the prince.

His footsteps echoed on the stone path. His pants were blindingly white but it was offset by a blood red officer's coat, adorned with a sash and multiple medals of honor. A golden circlet crown sat atop his head. His stoic face- wait.

That face.

That gait.

His cat-like eyes surveyed the crowd, taking in his subjects. Prince Minho’s shoulders were set and broad. There was no happiness in his face and, in fact, his eyes looked a little puffy as if he’d just woken up or if… he’d been crying.

His face was one you knew well. You’d know him anywhere. It would be impossible to forget the man whose cum was currently dripping down your legs.

Your stomach lurched and you could have sworn that you were going to throw up.

“Lady Joy?” You whispered.

“Hm?”

“I’ll take you up on it. I want to go to the ball.”

You looked back up at the Prince to find him staring right back at you. He showed no surprise on his face, only melancholy.

Horror settled inside you when the realization washed over your senses. Everything and nothing made sense all at once.

Prince Minho was your soulmate.

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