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soulkeeper801 · 2 months
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Setbacks - Chou Tzuyu pt 1
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Tzuyu x f!reader
Fluff, suggestive?
The girls find out they are the reason why Tzuyu isn't getting some with you
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(italics are for flashbacks in this one!)
Part 1:
The laughter echoing the room surrounded nine girls who were excitedly telling stories that probably would have stayed in their minds if it weren’t for the alcohol in their veins.
“That’s when I knew she was the one,” Jihyo slurred, taking another sip of her beer can, “it was the way her tongue pressed against me that made me just…” she shuddered, gaining tipsy giggles from her friends who had their cheeks tinted pink. 
“I guess I’ll have to try that with Miyeon,” Sana chipped in shyly, getting cheers from the other girls. “I mean, the sex is good but we can always improve it, right?”
Nayeon nodded firmly before turning her head to the youngest of them all. 
“You haven’t said a word,” the older girl pointed out, her eyes squinting at their maknae’s evasive gaze.
“I bet Y/N is really good at it,” Chaeyoung nudged Tzuyu, trying to get her to tell all the nasty details of your love life, “she looks like the kind to be in control, don’t you love that Tzuyu?”
Tzuyu was shy. All the stories her unnies told a couple of minutes ago were hot, really hot. She didn’t know sex could be enjoyed in so many different ways. She wasn’t inexperienced, in fact, she had several ex lovers that taught them all she knew so far. 
However, you were her first girl. It was all new for her.
Since the first time you saw each other, your fate was sealed. The instant connection between the two of you couldn’t be denied, everyone saw it so it wasn’t a surprise when she finally came out to her members and eventually they helped her to get to you. 
You were kind, passionate, she loved the way you made her feel but…
“We haven’t done it yet”.
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Tzuyu was embarrassed.
No, scratch that. Tzuyu was mortified.
Those words shouldn’t have left her mouth, shouldn’t even have left her mind. It was a split of a second that she lost control of her own actions due to the alcohol and the words simply slipped out.
Eight pairs of widened eyes directed at her, trying to process what their maknae said.
“But…” Chaeyoung carefully replied, “haven’t you gotten together almost four months ago?”
Tzuyu groaned and hid her face in her hands. “Five,” she whispered, feeling her face getting even redder than before.
No one said a word for several minutes, trying to avoid any more awkward moments for her. It was enough that she had told them you two have zero sex life in all those months of dating.
“Well,” Mina said, trying to avoid eye contact, “it’s okay if you wanna wait or if she wants to wait for the right moment, there’s no rush for such things. You can even decide it doesn’t have to happen and it would be totally fine”.
The other girls agreed immediately, nodding to Mina’s words and trying to encourage Tzuyu.
“But…” the youngest replied sadly, “I do want it to happen… I just…”
“You don’t know how?” Jihyo asked, carefully, trying not to cross any more boundaries. 
“I guess I kind of know how,” Tzuyu replied, “I just don’t know if she wants it too”.
A chorus of understanding replies were heard and it relieved a little of Tzuyu's worries.
“Haven’t you talked about it?” Mina asked.
And Tzuyu tried to remember when was the last time you tried to talk it out.
“This movie is weird,” Tzuyu said, lifting her head from your chest and locking her gaze with yours. Her body was sprawled out on the living room couch she shared with her members.
“It is,” you agreed, caressing her waist with the hand that was firmly gripping her side. Your fingertips passed softly over the side of her boob. 
Her breath hitched.
You felt her head find its place on the crook of your neck but this time her arms wrapped your waist as she pushed her hand under your shirt to caress your tummy.
“I’m going to find another movie,” you suggested while pressing a kiss on the top of her head. 
With one hand, you took the remote and kept scrolling through several titles, trying to get an idea of whatever those movies could be about. With the other, you pulled Tzuyu against your body and your fingertips kept drawing patterns on her skin.
She couldn’t help but let the desire run through her body, wishing you could finally and properly play with her now hardened nipples.
Tzuyu didn’t understand why it was so difficult with you. In her previous relationships, the guys she dated couldn’t even wait to feel her up. In less than two dates, they were already under her shirt, trying to open also her jeans button. 
“Wanna go to my room?” she simply asked.
Deep in her heart, she wished it would have come out as a sexy whisper, as a suggestive invitation to do whatever you wanted to do to her. Her mind was foggy with desire for you and the only thing she wanted at that moment was to have you between her legs.
Your gaze found hers trying to decipher what those beautiful eyes were trying to say.
And as soon as you were about to reply, the front door opened, revealing two loud girls with their shopping bags ready to show them what they had gotten from their last spree.
Tzuyu groaned.
“Sorry about that,” Jihyo said, remembering it was her and Nayeon a couple of months ago.
“So you were gonna do it before you got interrupted,” Chaeyoung reasoned, elbowing the youngest, wiggling her eyebrows.
“Were we?” Tzuyu asked, rhetorically. “I mean, I don’t know for sure if she wants it too, I’m just assuming she was going to say yes”.
“Come on,” Jeongyeon replied, “of course she wants it, you just have to see the signs!”
“But what are those signs?” Tzuyu asked again, “when I was with guys, I knew because I could physically see their… you know… but what am I supposed to see when I’m with her? How do I know she also wants it?” she grimaced, shoving her face into her hands once again.
“Haven’t you made out until you give each other that look?” Jihyo asked, trying to see if Tzuyu was missing anything.
“You look tired,” you said softly, noticing Tzuyu getting too comfortable on the floor of their practice room.
“I am,” she pouted, feeling your hands roaming her back, your fingers making pressure right behind her neck. She pushed her head to the side so you could keep going with the little massage you were providing her.
“You are tense,” you said, getting a slight nod from her. “I know what’s going to help you relax,” you proposed, not even giving her a second to react before pressing your lips against the skin of her neck.
A long sigh left her lips. You kissed the side of her neck up to her ear where you whispered sweet nothings as your arms wrapped around her waist.
She turned around and captured your lips with hers. You pressed your bodies together as she pushed you against the wall.
As soon as your back hit the glass, you took the chance to shove your tongue in her mouth, trying to bring her even closer. She let you have dominance and let a soft moan leave her lips.
Your hand made its way up to her chest, ghosting over her clothed boob, when she pushed her chest against you and you finally massaged her the way she was craving. You left a needy groan off your lips when you realized how hard her nipple was and lowered your kisses to her neck.
Tzuyu threw her head to the side to give you more access when your other hand made its way under her shirt. As soon as your fingertips touched her bare skin, your gazes found each other in silent permission. Tzuyu was filled with the desire of having your hands all over her body.
Her eyes were screaming yes, begging you to go ahead and make her feel good.
Until several footsteps were heard outside of the practice room as loud voices approached the door.
You two separated immediately.
“Oh my God!” Jeongyeon screamed, “Could you two stop getting on the way while Tzuyu is about to get some?!” she exasperatedly asked Jihyo and Nayeon, who were trying to suppress their laughs.
“How were we supposed to know?!” Jihyo replied, almost offended.
“It’s okay unnies,” Tzuyu said, almost defeatedly, “the time will come, but I guess it will take time”.
“You two clearly want each other,” Nayeon said, feeling a little guilty she was also getting in the middle even if it wasn’t her intention, “you just haven’t had the chance to go for it”.
Tzuyu shrugged.
“We’ll get you the right time and place, Tzu,” Jihyo offered, getting a hopeful look from her maknae. “Just say the word and we’ll arrange everything for you two and we promise not to interrupt anymore”.
The other girls nodded in agreement, expecting Tzuyu’s answer.
Tzuyu smiled shyly. It wasn’t their fault, yet they were once again going over their own extents to make her happy.
She felt grateful.
“I'd love that,” she simply replied, smiling excitedly.
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Part 2
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coming out (of your shell)
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pairing : non-idol!minatozaki sana x reader
summary : you’d always been shy, never wanting to step out of your comfort zone. but sana made you experience things you never even knew were possible.
warnings : internalised homophobia , slight homophobia in general , mention of drugs (not like actual drugs but comparing something to drugs) , slight angst ? , hurt/comfort , otherwise pretty fluffy
requested : nope (asks open btw)
notes : school is kicking my ass. slightly inspired by “Why” by Sabrina Carpenter. cross-posted on ao3 (yourteddybear)
You never thought you’d be spending your free time in a packed, loud, overwhelming music theatre, but here you were. And here was Sana, too.
You had only met the woman a couple months ago, but she had easily wormed her way into your heart. Although, your friendship was quite a paradox, considering you kept to yourself and she would make friends with a tree, if given the opportunity.
At times, it felt hard to keep up with Sana. She was just so bright and outgoing and social and you were…not. Where you liked to laze around on rainy days, she liked to dance in the rain. When you wanted to laze around all day, she wanted to go on an adventure. But when you realised that your feelings had turned into something more than just platonic friends, she was none the wiser.
That being said, her extroverted nature definitely made your life more interesting.
Since meeting Sana, you had been to a carnival for the first time in your life, where you almost threw up after stuffing yourselves with overpriced hotdogs and too-sweet cotton candy. Your first trip abroad was with her, too. She took you to Paris; “just because she had an extra ticket,” she had said so nonchalantly, as if she wasn’t setting the bar astronomically high for anyone who came after her.
And, of course, now you were watching the South Korean production of Chicago, with her head rested on your shoulder. You had never been so tense. You feared making the slightest move would make her raise her head from your side, or ruin her comfortable position. Not to mention you were already in an unfamiliar environment.
But she seemed so at ease, and eventually you began to relax, as well. That was the thing with Sana. For some reason, she was able to change you for the better when no one else could.
There wasn’t anything wrong with your shy disposition before, but after meeting Sana, you found yourself more confident, more daring. She made you laugh harder than you knew you could and taught you more than your entire school career could ever imagine.
She was, for lack of a better term, your other half.
And you made her better, too. Around you, she didn’t feel that she had to put on a performance, be the smiley, ever-cheerful girl everyone expected her to be. She didn’t even need to say anything for you to understand.
But now, sitting in this music theatre with hundreds of strangers, with music blaring through the speakers, and lights bright enough to cook an egg, it was all a bit much.
You needed to tell her. You wanted to tell her. About how much she meant to you. About how she inspires you to be a better person everyday. About how much you admire her.
And yet, you couldn’t.
What would they say? Your parents? Your friends? You were sure they would never hurt you, but it was still daunting to share such an vulnerable part of yourself. And, to be completely honest, the prospect of being anything more than friends with Sana was terrifying.
What if it didn’t work out? You didn’t want this friendship to end, not when she made you feel so whole. And what if she didn’t like you like that in the first place? She is physically affectionate, but she may just be with all her friends.
“Hey,” that soft tone on your shoulder snapped you out of your trance, “are you okay?”
“Oh, yeah,” you said, totally convincingly, “I just…need to go to the bathroom. Be right back.” After which, you had left before she even got to say anything.
You just needed a bit of air. The music theatre was so stuffy, and man, was that music loud. And why did it smell like smoke? Smoking was prohibited in the theatre, and it wasn’t like someone was just sitting there smoking—
“This doesn’t look like the bathroom to me,” came a lighthearted voice from behind you. Sometimes you were astonished by Sana’s amazing ability to cut you off right as your mind is getting away from you.
After there was no response, she came closer.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. Nothing’s wrong.” It had come out harsher than you intended, and you could see the flash of hurt in her eyes, making you feel all the more guilty.
“It’s okay if you don’t wanna talk about it. But if you do, I’m always here to listen.” Her bright eyes conveyed so much love and concern, you almost melted on the spot.
You contemplated telling her. What did you have to lose? The best friendship you’ve had in years and possibly your happiness. No big deal.
“Look, I just…before I say anything, I want you to know that these past couple months have been the best, and I am so incredibly thankful that I ever met you, Sana.”
“What are you—“
“Wait, let me finish?” She nodded and allowed you to continue.
You took her hands, which surprised the both of you. “You know that I’m not the most outgoing person—even getting through this is taking all I’ve got—but I just can’t hide it anymore.”
You took a moment to prepare yourself for potential rejection and heartbreak, but what you didn’t notice was Sana’s flushing cheeks.
“I really like you, Sana. More than just friends. And I’m really sorry. I know you don’t like me back, and you probably don’t feel that way about girls, and I totally get that, and it’s completely my fault—“
“Can I kiss you?”
It felt like a sucker punch to the stomach. But, like, a good sucker punch.
“…What?”
“Can I kiss you?” By now, her face was fully red—no doubt yours was the same shade—but she had such a mischievous smirk on her face you just wanted to kiss it away—
“Uh, sure.”
Uh, sure? You internally cursed yourself. Fortunately, Sana found it funny, chuckling as she leaned in.
The moment your lips connected, you felt like you were flying. Literally. Your entire body went numb and you could no longer feel the ground under your feet or the evening wind against your hair. And you swore you could feel clouds brushing against your fingertips.
Or maybe that was Sana. She was just as soft and delicate as clouds, anyway.
All doubts and worries were erased from your mind for those few seconds. You didn’t care about what your parents would say, or your friends, or even the old lady watching you two from across the street. You kind of cared about that last one; it was a little creepy.
However, even after you broke the kiss, you still felt invincible. And maybe that was because you were hooked on the drug that was Sana, or maybe you still hadn’t processed it yet, but you felt like you could conquer the world
And you were glad you had her by your side, to conquer it with you. Through the hard decisions and the scary situations, you knew she would always help you come out of your shell.
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purecantarella · 2 years
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It's All in the Eyes
day 5 and i am beginning to get tired HAHAHAH i will try to ride this out a little further though!! i hope you all enjoy!! park jihyo x producer!reader disclaimer/s : smut. i suggest going to look for fluffier or angstier content.
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You'd been working in JYP Entertainment for a couple months, tirelessly taking each project thrown at you with great commitment. So when TWICE's latest comeback was in production, it was no question why you were given the opportunity to work with the girls.
And you remember quite well how you met the girls. One girl in particular.
You sat in the recording studio, patiently waiting for the girls and listening to the sample of the song they were to begin recording. You bopped your head enthusiastically to the beat of the song. You arrange things in your head.
"You look preoccupied..." A smooth and powerful voice calls from behind you. You're shocked but immediately turn to face the beautiful vocalist from TWICE, smiling at you so brightly before bowing low and greeting you, "Good morning! You must be the new producer. I've seen you around, heard your stuff..." She trails off, with an almost proud-looking smile
"You're good."
A chuckle breaks from your lips before you smile up at her, "It's nice to meet you officially, miss Park." She giggles and walks up to the producer's station. She unplugs the headphones, her chest exposing itself to you. You look away, feeling your head spin. The group's song plays over the speakers, and pulls you out of your trance.
"It's a great song..." Jihyo mutters, her gaze falling from the screen down to your flushed face. Her voice now lowering, "Don't you think?"
You nod helplessly as she flashed you a bright smile, but her eyes told you something completely different. You swallow thickly before a huddle of girls coming right outside the door. Jihyo stands upright before placing a soft hand on your shoulder, "Call me Jihyo by the way. None of that miss Park stuff."
The smile on your face grows before you nod and pull away. The rest of the girls pile into the room, introducing themselves. All intriguing and interesting in their own way.
But Jihyo just caught your eye, and you could feel hers on you the entire session.
Three months of rigorous preparation built up to the release and you worked harder than you ever have while being at the company. Only a handful of the girls were with you in the recording studio, namely Jihyo, Mina, and Momo.
Momo was in the booth and you cheer with glee as she hits the perfect low notes. You grin with glee as she pulls off the headphones nervously, "You were amazing. Your fans are gonna love that." You call out, getting a relieved smile from the dancer as she walks out of the booth.
"Y/n, would you mind if I went downstairs to eat? Dance practice has me all—" You wave her off and nod. "You three get some rest. I'll settle things with the recording."
Two girls bid their farewells and you hear a door open and close. You stretch your back out as you stare at the screen, Jihyo's voice blasting in your ears. You can't help but smile thinking about her, with the time you two spent together. That girl could make your heart start up and stop all at the same time.
But something in the recording bugs you. Her breathe. It was barely there but you couldn't shake the sound out of your head, you replay the recording before leaning back in your chair, thinking of whether or not to bring it up.
"Something wrong there or did you just want to hear my voice, Y/n?" You jump in your chair but immediately smile up at the most beautiful eyes you'd ever had the pleasure of seeing. You laugh and pull the headset off your ears. "Let's just say it's the former."
Jihyo laughs as you pull up a seat for the vocalist. She giggles and thanks you softly before looking at the screen with the raw vocals on it. You look over at her, gaze intense and a fluttering in your stomach. "You sounded amazing..." You pause to nudge her, "Like always."
She smiles looking down at her hands, "You know I can tell when you're flattering me, Y/n. You get all melty looking." You roll your eyes and chuckle softly. "Lucky you that you're far too cute to not take a compliment from."
You both fall silent, "So why did you wanted to relisten to the recording." Your smile dims a little before you lean back into the chair. Jihyo faces you to look at you better but you flush and wave her off, facing the screen again. "It's...It's nothing. You were perfect."
"There has to be something I can do better..." Jihyo's voice husked, and you knew what that meant. You two often stayed behind, she wanted to hone her skill while spending time with you and you loved seeing a side that no one else did to her. "Well...If I were to really nit-pick...you're breathing could use some work. I can hear it over the recording but again it's only—"
You breath trembles as her plump lips press against your ear and you feel her supple chest push up against your shoulder, "...Help me then, Y/n..." You turn to face her, Jihyo's soft motherly features turn dark and hungry. A heat pools in your stomach and your skin feels hot, all at once Jihyo is all you can focus on.
You inch closer, pulling the headset from your neck, your nose touching the gorgeous woman's before you. Her eyes shoot from yours to your lips. Unable to hide the excited grin on your face, "Is this what you want, Jihyo?"
"You know exactly what I want." She whispers, but never moves. You know exactly what she wants, and she'd been waiting for months. Finally, you move forward, her plush, warm lips against yours. Her hand is on your jaw while yours take her waist possessively in her grasp. As you do, a soft groan rumbles in her chest.
You pull away far too soon for Jihyo's liking. She chases your lips as you lean back, a shy smile on your lips before the vocalist looks at you, lust still dripping from those big orbs.
"Jesus, come here." You drag her up from her chair, guiding her to the leather couch behind you both. She eagerly brings your lips together again and moans with delight as you straddle her hips. She has one hand on your shoulder, the other squeezing her hefty chest. "We don't have much time, the girls will be back before we know it." You mutter against her lips.
Jihyo smirks up at you, "I know those girls, they'll be gone long enough to teach me a lesson on my breathing..." You shudder at the husky tone of her voice before nodding helplessly. She leans up to catch your lips again, the hand on your shoulder dances its way down to your hand.
You look at your hands before pulling away slowly, watching it go from the back of the couch to the base of her neck. The heat in between your legs is almost unbearable as she moans when you clench your hand around her neck.
"Touch me, Y/n..." She challenges, "Make me sing."
Your quick with your other hand to slip past her pants and panties, gasping softly as you feel the pool of want that accumulated there. Your fingers stimulate her damp bud as you kiss her cheek. Making sure to always be staring at her, gaze never breaking from one another. Jihyo's beautiful mouth forms an 'o' as your fingers speed up.
"Y/n...Oh my..." She trails off as your hand tenses around her neck. You watch as veins begin to pop from under the pale skin. Your ring finger teases her center making her cry out louder. From her neck, you move your hand to cover her mouth. "As fucking amazing as that sounded...we can't get caught."
Jihyo merely stares at you, moans and whines muffling as you continued to push your finger deeper into her, faster and harder every second that passes. The singer's voice is hoarse, something you may regret later, but it is glorious.
"That's it Jihyo, breathe." She wriggles against your hand and she pulls your hand from her mouth and in it's place she tugs you down to her lips. The kiss is sloppy, tongues brushing and teeth colliding into things they shouldn't but not a single thing had ever been hotter to either of you.
You were both desperate for one another.
She pulls away and her mouth is on your cheek, "Ooooohhh. Y/n please, faster. I'm so fucking close." Jihyo cries, you hush her and whisper. "I don't want to hear a peep, Jihyo. Not a breathe, you understand?"
The singer nods desperately and ruts her self into your spent hand. You're on the brink of cramping but you couldn't care less. Your hand returns to her neck, and your holding her so tightly that you're sure that there would be a few marks that would frustrate make-up artists the next day.
She makes out with grit teeth a soft choking noise before you feel her core tense up, a creamy feeling surrounding your fingers. She pulls away and throws her head back in a silent scream.
You watch in absolute awe as her eyes roll to the back of her head while her, now-sweaty, hair clings to her neck and some of your hand. Slowly, she begins to settle onto the back of the couch, panting. You release her neck and kiss the soft, red skin to ease any discomfort.
"You were amazing, Jihyo. So sexy, so pretty for me." You whisper as you continued to pepper kisses over her neck, jaw and cheeks.
Jihyo is laughs softly while trying to catch her breath, pants ruined, but content as she stares up at you. Her hand meets your cheek before she pulls you down to meet her lips again. "Better than I thought it would be...Can't wait for next time." You laugh and peck her lips again, nodding.
A voice from outside makes you two stare at it in shock and horror, "Can we come in now or is that second round gonna be now?"
"Momo!" Mina calls out before you fall into Jihyo's neck with a heavy blush on your cheeks, as she does the same with you.
i love jihyo's eyes and i think that they're so expressive and i think that would carry on in bed tbh HAHAHAH in full honesty, if i were given permission to hook up with any member of twice, it would be with park jihyo, mostly bc i think she's gorgeous and it would be more than sex for her, but she isn't necessarily my bias ... anyway i hope you all enjoyed that!! not as explicit as i wanted but im running out of steam here :"") i love you all vv much and i will see you all again tomorrow!! - r
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blu-joons · 2 years
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When She Compares You To Her Ex ~ Twice Reaction
Nayeon:
It took a moment for you to realise what you heard Nayeon say, taking a deep breath as you spun around to face her. “Say it again,” you told her, wanting to know that you were right.
“Y/N, don’t do this,” Nayeon told you, resting her head into her hands dejectedly.
Your head shook straight away back across at her, “tell me what you just said to me again, tell me how much you hate that I’m not as chatty as H/E/N was.”
“I don’t want to say it again,” Nayeon told you with a sigh, “I shouldn’t have even said it for the first time to you.”
“I can’t believe you decided to just say that to me.”
Nayeon struggled to know what to do as you looked away from her. “I can’t say sorry enough, it was so stupid of me.”
“I’ve done nothing to you,” you reminded her, something that she knew too. “You always told me that our relationship was a fresh start for you.”
She nodded in agreement with you, “it is a fresh start for me, I guess for some reason H/E/N just popped into my head.”
“Really?” You chuckled, “just a sudden reminder that they’re better.”
“They’re not better than you Y/N.”
Jeongyeon:
Your hands ran through your hair as Jeongyeon spoke, trying your best to keep yourself relaxed. “If H/E/N was so good to you then why don’t you go back to them instead?”
“Why would you say that?” Jeongyeon quizzed, looking cluelessly to you.
A roll of the eyes followed from you at how oblivious Jeongyeon was. “Do you not hear yourself making the constant digs at me about H/E/N, Jeongyeon?”
“When? I’ve never compared you to H/E/N,” she defended, surprised when your head shook back at her in response.
“You don’t even realise you’re doing it to me, do you?”
Jeongyeon shrugged as she struggled to know what to say, “if I’ve ever compared you to H/E/N, then I never meant to do it Y/N.”
“You do it so much it’s become a habit for you,” you identified, “all this time and you’ve never once realised how much it hurts me to be compared.”
Her head nodded as Jeongyeon listened intently to you, “if I ever do it again, tell me, and I’ll make sure that I apologise.”
“Every time?” You questioned, “because I could be doing it quite often.”
“Every single time you can do it.” 
Momo:
The moment that you heard Momo, you stood up from where you were, quickly looking around for your bag. “I shouldn’t be here,” you muttered to yourself as you moved.
“Y/N, where are you going?” Momo called out as she watched you move.
You looked back at her momentarily, “if you’re just going to keep sitting there and talking about H/E/N then what’s the point of me being here?”
“I’m not just talking about H/E/N,” Momo told you, surprised to see your head shaking back across as she protested.
“It’s all you’ve done today, what has gotten into you?”
A slight sigh came from Momo as she looked across at you, “I didn’t realise that I was doing it, I guess that it just came out.”
“Just came out?” You challenged, “I could appreciate if that happened once, but it’s about five times you’ve done it tonight, let alone the other times.”
You caught Momo’s head nodding out of the corner of your eye, “I’m sorry if I’ve upset you, but please just stay.”
“Will you stop talking about H/E/N?” You asked, “focus on me?”
“I promise that I’ll do that.”
Sana:
Your head shook in disbelief as you heard Sana speak, knowing that she knew exactly what she’d said too. “Why would you say that?” You asked, deciding to keep your voice calm.
“I didn’t mean to,” Sana mumbled, unable to bring herself to look at you.
After a few moments, you stood up from where you were sat. “I make one mistake and the first thing that you think to do is compare me to H/E/N?”
“I just didn’t know what to say,” Sana tried her best to tell you, “I should’ve thought and not said that at least.”
“Is this how it’s going to be when I’m not good enough?”
Sana’s head shook back at you straight away, “it was a one-time thing, I’d never say anything like that to you and really mean it.”
“If you didn’t mean it, then why say it?” You questioned, watching on as Sana stuttered, struggling to know what the right thing to say was in reply to you.
Sana looked back to you with a sigh, “I wish I could answer you, but I really don’t know why I said that just then.”
“I don’t know if that’s better,” you admitted, “I just don’t understand.”
“All that I can say is sorry Y/N.”
Jihyo:
You kept your eyes looking forwards as you heard Jihyo walk into the room, occupying yourself with your phone instead. “I’m busy,” you spoke as you felt her come closer.
“Don’t be like that,” Jihyo asked of you as she took a seat at the end of the bed.
Your head shook slightly as you felt the bed dip, letting go of a sigh. “If you’ve come here to tell me that you’re sorry or that you didn’t mean it, save it.”
“Of course, I’m sorry,” Jihyo quickly told you, “I shouldn’t have said what I said, there was no need for me to do it.”
“I can’t exactly argue with that, there really was no need.”
Jihyo shifted her body so that she was facing you properly, “I get why you’re mad, I don’t expect things to go back to normal either.”
“How can things just go back to normal?” You enquired. “How many times have I done something, and you’ve compared me to what H/E/N used to do.”
Jihyo struggled to know what to say as you asked your question, “not as often as you think that I have done.”
“You’ve still done it though,” you whispered, “and that’s what hurts me.”
“I know, and I really am sorry.”
Mina:
You could tell that Mina wasn’t exactly impressed as she walked into your apartment, looking around at the mess. “I’ve not had much time to be able to tidy I’m afraid.”
“Even H/E/N wasn’t this messy,” Mina jokingly remarked back to you.
Unlike Mina though, you weren’t laughing, the expression on your face blank. “I’m sorry that I can’t compare to H/E/N if that’s how you’re feeling then.”
“H/E/N?” Mina asked you as you quickly began to move around your apartment and put things where they belonged.
“You said H/E/N’s name, don’t even pretend like you didn’t.”
A faint sigh escaped from Mina, “I’m sorry, I thought it was a funny thing to say, but quite clearly it wasn’t a funny thing at all.”
“I don’t want to be like H/E/N because I’m Y/N,” you pointed out, “if that’s something you find hard, then maybe we need to rethink a few things.”
Mina began to move to help you to tidy up too, “I won’t mention H/E/N’s name ever again, there’s no need to.”
“You’re right,” you agreed, “I don’t need to be compared to anyone else.”
“Of course, no one is like you Y/N.”
Dahyun:
No one quite knew where to look as Dahyun mumbled to herself, with everyone hearing her. “Excuse me?” You asked her, feeling Momo’s arm move around you.
“What?” Dahyun innocently asked, feeling you and the girls staring at her.
A shake of the head came from Jihyo who was on the other side of you too, “do you not realise what you just said? Or are you just pretending it didn’t happen?”
“Me?” Dahyun quizzed, looking around to see everyone nodding back at her, completely taking her by surprise.
“Why did you decide to say Y/N isn’t as funny as H/E/N was?”
The smile on Dahyun’s face dropped as everyone carried on nodding. “Did I really say that? Y/N, I’m so sorry, I had no idea that I said that.”
“It’s not the first time,” you told her, feeling the other members move around you. “If I don’t make you smile, or laugh, then what’s the point of us Dahyun?”
Her head shook as she began to panic, “you do make me smile, and laugh, you’re the funniest person that I know.”
“Don’t say that,” you scolded, “because I know that you don’t mean it.”
“I do, I made a mistake Y/N.”
Chaeyoung:
Your smile was sheepish as you met Chaeyoung’s eyes, noticing her laughing across at you. “I don’t understand,” you admitted, knowing that she was confused as you shrugged.
“How do you not get how to do it?” Chaeyoung asked you, almost in disbelief.
You shrugged once again as your eyes briefly looked over the instructions. “I just don’t get all the pieces, why do they have to give you so many?”
“You’re as bad as H/E/N was when we used to try and build things to put up in my dorm,” Chaeyoung hummed to you.
“It’s nice to know that I’m not any worse than H/E/N was at least.”
You placed the bits that you were building down, pushing it away from you. “What are you doing? You can’t just give up because you’re struggling.”
“This isn’t what I’m struggling with,” you swiftly replied, “what I’m struggling with is you feeling the need to constantly see me in H/E/N’s shadow, Chaeyoung.”
As you stood up from the ground, Chaeyoung’s eyes followed you. “Where are you going? Are you leaving this?”
“I need space,” you told her. “Maybe you can give this a go instead of me.”
“Y/N, I didn’t mean to upset you.”
Tzuyu:
There was a tension in the room as soon as Tzuyu arrived home, offering you a weak smile. “What are you doing here?” You snapped, opting not to entertain her at all.
“This is my home too,” Tzuyu reminded you as she took a seat in the room.
A sigh came from you knowing that you couldn’t argue with that. “Are you sure that you wouldn’t rather be with H/E/N instead, I bet their place is nice.”
“Why would I want to be at H/E/N’s, I’ve not spoken to them for months,” Tzuyu groaned, giving you your moment to get a dig in.
“If you don’t want to be with them, why are you talking about them?”
Tzuyu’s head nodded slowly as she began to figure how upset you were with her. “I didn’t mean to say what I said Y/N, it just came out a little bit wrong.”
“It came out of nowhere,” you whispered, feeling Tzuyu coming towards you, “this is our relationship, it has nothing to do with how you and H/E/N were.”
Her head continued to nod in agreement with you, “I can’t say sorry enough, you’re right, I should separate the two.”
“I’m not H/E/N,” you reminded her, “it would do you good to remember that.”
“I promise that I will from now on.”
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shuhwaa · 1 year
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Nayeon | One and Only [M]
Twice Nayeon x fem!reader words: ~1.4k genre: hurt/comfort, soft smut (fingering (reader receiving), praise, bit of hair pulling) warnings: none
Desc.: in which your girlfriend Nayeon comforts you after a stressful day and helps you relax, reminding you of just how much you love her
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You’ve had a shit day. You’re exhausted to the point not just your mind, but your body as well feels drained. Your back hurts and so does your head, and when you finally arrive home, collapsing on your bed brings you a certain kind of relief. 
“Y/N?” You hear your girlfriend calling out to you, concern resonating in her tone of voice as you had simply walked past her without saying a word when you were rushing to the bedroom. You don’t look up when you catch her figure appearing in the doorframe in the corner of your eye. 
“What?” you reply while staring out the window, sitting up so you don’t seem as dead inside as you currently feel. 
“Something happened,” she states. It’s not even a question - she knows you’re not in the mood to talk about it and you’re actually thankful for that. Then she slowly walks over to you, and pointing at the empty spot beside you she asks, “Can I sit?” You nod, but you instinctively look away when she comes closer.
“It’s alright,” she says, before putting her arms around you gently, carefully resting her head on your shoulder. You’re tense in her embrace, but as soon as she starts rubbing soothing circles on your back, you allow yourself to relax, and as the relaxation comes, so do the tears.
Before you know it, you find yourself quietly sobbing with your face buried in her chest, and she lets you take your time with it while she repeatedly pats your shoulder. 
“It’s okay,” you hear her whisper to you. “Everything’s over now. You’re with me now.” Her words calm you down, and they make you feel warm inside, loved. As if you were treasured dearly, and for a short while it makes you cry harder, but soon you feel your beating heart slowing down, and the comfort she gives you wraps itself around you soothingly. You feel at peace with her.
“Thank you,” you mumble, before looking up and meeting her worried gaze. She puts her hands on your shoulders as you move away a bit in order to look at her properly, and you shake your head. “I’m okay now,” you assure her. “As you said - I’m with you now.” You see a smile forming on Nayeon’s lips, and the worry in her eyes turns into warmth. You let your feelings take the better of you, and so you kiss her, pouring all the love you feel for her into the action.
“I love you,” you mutter against her lips, and you find yourself wrapping your arms around her body so as to pull her closer.
“Let me take care of you,” she whispers in between kisses, and you can feel her taking the lead when your lips meet again. You let yourself submit to her taking charge, and to the arousal mixed with feeling at home. She gently pushes you backwards, laying you down on the bed. You can feel her breath grazing your skin as she kisses the tear stains away, and you close your eyes when you feel her fingertips dancing down your body. She takes her time with removing your clothes, lips travelling all over your skin and nipping at your throat or your collarbones. She’s gentle in the way she touches you, but as you start to whine at the sensations she causes you to feel, Nayeon begins to apply more pressure. You can see in her eyes how she starts to grow impatient, wanting to make you feel good, but at the same time she tries her hardest to take it slow, not wanting to cause you any more distress today.
“It’s okay,” you eventually mutter, reaching for her hands and intertwining your fingers with hers so she would stop her movements for a moment and just listen to you. “I can take it.” As if she knew what you were talking about, she crawls back up and she shoots you one of those smiles that you love so much, and then she lowers herself to connect her lips to yours in a lingering kiss. 
“You sure?” she asks. “You want me to go faster?” You nod, feeling blood rush to your head.
“Please…” Lust flares up in her gaze, and she kisses you again - this time filled with passion and want.
“Want you to feel good,” she whispers as she lets her lips kiss a trail from the corner of your mouth to your chest. Then she sits up to discard her own shirt, revealing a cute bra with a floral pattern, and her toned upper body. You run your hands up her stomach as she leans in again, sliding them behind her neck eventually as she continues leaving kisses and little bites on your skin. “Want to help you relax,” she adds, hands finding your hips. Nayeon throws you a glance, as if to check in with you, and she finds you already looking back her, a pleading expression on your face.
“Please, baby… I need you.” She gives you another sweet smile, before she dives down between your legs, placing teasing kisses on the inside of your thighs. You throw your head back, and you let out a strained whine, hands curling into fists at your sides. You hear your girlfriend chuckle, and just as you’re getting ready to beg for her to go faster, you can feel her tongue coming in contact with your core, and you let out a moan of relief. With her lapping at your folds, humming at the way you’re getting wet for her, you can only whine at her touch. You reach out eventually, digging your fingers into her hair. That only causes her to become more eager, alternating between licking and sucking on your clit as you succumb to the pleasure. And then eventually you find yourself begging for more, begging for her fingers inside you, and it only fuels the fire burning in her eyes.
“You’re so perfect, babe,” she whispers, retrieving one hand from your hips and teasingly running a finger along your folds. Once again you whine desperately, but Nayeon doesn’t make you beg more - not today at least. You feel her sliding in a finger with ease, adding a second one soon, and you arch your back at the way she begins to curl them inside you, hitting that perfect spot. She presses her lips against your clit in a kiss, before going back to sucking on it, and you can feel your head starting to spin. 
“Nayeon… don’t stop…” you moan while tugging at her hair, and she slowly builds up some speed in the way she curls her fingers against your walls. You buck your hips in tune with her movements, spreading your legs to allow her to reach deeper inside and you earn moans of appreciation from your girlfriend.
“So perfect for me… you taste so good baby…” Her praise makes you mewl her name in response, and you can feel the knot in your stomach getting tighter.
“I-I’m gonna cum, baby…” you mumble, squeezing your eyes shut in order to focus only on her touch and on the way she keeps humming at your pleasure. And then your release hits you, you feel yourself clenching around her fingers and you cry out her name as she helps you ride out your orgasm.
You catch your breath while she carefully pulls out and grabs a few tissues from beside the bed to clean you up. Then she lies down next to you, pulling you close in a hug and she buries her face in your neck. Her breath tickles your skin as she whispers an “I love you” into your ear, followed by feathery light kisses right below it. You turn your head eventually, lifting one hand to cup her face and to bring her in for a deep kiss.
As your heart swells, lips moving gently against the other’s, you feel once again how much you love her, and how thankful you are to have her in your life - how just maybe she’s your one and only.
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shinehyuk · 2 years
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allure | im nayeon
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‣ Genre : yandere, fem!reader, idol au
tw/cw : obsession, kidnapping, violence, abuse of power, heavy themes, please do not read if uncomfortable! nayeon is NOTHING like this in real life, this is ONLY FICTION. i do not support the toxic behavior shown in this work.
Word Count : 1.7k
request : Hi! Could you maybe do a Yandere nayeon x female reader? Like the reader goes to a fansign with her best friend and the reader catches Nayeons attention, and decides she wants the reader?
‣ Summary : attending a fansign of your favorite group, you didn't expect that you'll catch the eye of a certain idol.
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"Ready for today's fansign?"
Your best friend poked her head into your room, watching as you prepared the final things for the event. You picked up your bag, putting it on your shoulder before taking a deep breath and nodding to her. You were waiting for this day for a long time. It truly was a great miracle that both you and your friend won the tickets to the Twice fansign.
After you made sure that everything was in place and you didn't forget anything, you left your apartment in a hurry and sat into your friend's car. You were so excited that you could barely sit still in your seat. The member you liked the most was Nayeon; she caught your eye the second you first saw her. And now, actually getting the chance to see her in person was like a dream come true – you always wanted to tell her just how much she means to you. To her, you may just seem like an average fan, not even a single bit any different than all the other fans, but she definitely was not just an average idol to you.
About ten minutes passed before you got to the fansign place, your friend parking her car nearby and turning off the radio that was loudly playing the entire ride. Unlike you, her favorite member was Jihyo, the leader of Twice. Your friend had already attended a few fansigns and had the chance to chat with her in person, but it was your first time ever attending one – you had planned out everything that you'd say to the idols in your head and practiced it in front of the mirror the entire week. Now all you needed to achieve success was to not freak out when you see the goddesses in person.
"Come on, there's already a bunch of people getting in." Your best friend hurried you, closing her car when you finally left your seat.
"Do I look good?" You asked her, checking yourself out by the selfie camera of your phone. You decided to wear an outfit inspired by The Feels, a Nayeon photocard being proudly shown off on the back of your phone.
Your friend looked you up and down before silently nodding, tugging on your hand so you finally moved closer to the building where the fansign took place. You stood in a long line, trying hard not to freak out. Everyone looked amazing, dressed in various outfits inspired by Twice music videos or their music show stages. You blended in almost too well – maybe you should have been a bit more creative with your outfit?
Finally, after the fansign guards checked you for any dangerous iteme it was your turn to enter the fansign, following the other fans to the place where the idols were waiting. It was a very big room, a small crowd already formed under the stage. Then, you saw her – Nayeon. She was even more beautiful in real life, smiling and chatting with Mina who was sitting next to her while they watched the fans.
You glanced at the number you were assigned to. It was twenty two, meaning that you didn't have to wait long before it was your turn to talk with the girls. After everyone entered, it was time to properly start the fansign. People started to come up the stage, talking with the group.
You were anxiously fiddling with your fingers, waiting for your turn while your bestfriend comforted you. When your number was finally called out and it was your turn, you saw her show you a thumbs up as you were walking up the stage.
The first member was Jihyo – you were overwhelmed by her beauty and how kind she was, the sweet leader instantly making you forget all about being nervous. Chatting with her, you didn't even notice that your time with her has already passed, the guard hurrying you.
The next one was Jeongyeon, who was just as sweet. For a while, you were able to forget that you were ever anxious about talking with the group.
Slowly but surely, you got to Nayeon, your entire confidence disappearing. She was even more stunning up this close, instantly taking your breath away.
Oh, if only you knew that at that time, she felt the exact same.
"O-Oh, sorry–" You broke out of the trance first, followed by the idol that simply giggled at the situation. "My name is Y/N."
"No worries. You look stunning today, Y/N! Oh, is your outfit inspired by our 'The Feels'?~" She asked.
You nod with a smile, almost exploding on the inside. After all, a compliment from your idol is not just a trifle, is it? "You look very beautiful, too" You said, watching as she signed your album. She took a little more time signing it than the others; it looked like she was doodling some things, but you couldn't figure out what they were from this angle. From the motion of her hand, it looked like she was drawing hearts.
"Me? Oh, I'm nothing compared to you" She giggled out again, her bunny smile making you melt inside. She was so sweet it made you forget all about the fact that there were hundreds of people behind you – it was just you and her now, and no one else mattered.
Once she finished signing your album, she closed it and looked up at you, gently sweeping a strand of your hair away from your eyes. You were sure that your heart completely stopped beating for a good second with Nayeon being so close to you, laughing out at your reaction.
"So cute" She hummed. "Who's your favorite?" Nayeon asked, not letting her focus off of you for even a second.
Normally, she wouldn't even care about such things. It was useless to her. But with you, she felt the weird need to ask. You were alluring. She wanted to know more about you. Oh, if only she could stop time.
"Y-You, of course" You felt your stomach clench as you stuttered. It's not like you were lying, but why were you so nervous?
"Good!~"
Your time with her quickly got to an end, one of the guards telling you to move. Nayeon glared at him, annoyed by the guard interrupting your chat. You sadly said your goodbyes and moved to the next member, making her sigh out.
Fans never really catch her attention unless they stood out in particular – with creative outfits, gifts or ideas. But you looked like a completely plain, normal fangirl. Was it because you were so cute? Perhaps because you were so embarrassed of your anxiety? You left the idol with more questions than answers.
But one thing she was sure about. She wasn't going to let you go so easily. How could she, when you're the only person that truly allured her?
Until the very end of the fansign, all she could think about was you. She kept looking over to the crowd to see what you were doing. Maybe she shouldn't have let you go so easily before? But then, the guard would've just forced you to leave.
But now, she's not going to make the same mistake as before. She won't allow you to leave her again.
Once the fansign ended and people were slowly leaving the building, you excused yourself to go to the bathroom for a second. When you left, most people have already left, the security rushing the last people out. Just as you were about to follow them out, you were pulled back by another guard and before you could react, you were pushed out of the back doors of the building, then into a black van that already had a couple of people inside.
To your surprise, the people were none other than Nayeon, the manager and some other staff you saw during the fansign. "Good job" She praised the guard that nod and closed the door of the van, trapping you inside.
"..What the..? Please let me go" You tried to open the door, but the driver has locked it before you could do anything. Was this a prank? It must've been one, right? Something along the lines of 'trapping a fan inside a car with their favorite idol'.
"I wont let you go again, Y/N" Nayeon smiled, putting her hand on your cheek. "There's something different about you.. Why?"
How on earth did she remember your name? No, that wasn't important now. With each passing second, you started to feel like this wasn't a prank at all, the van starting to drive away from the building.
"I-I'm really sorry, but you must be mistaken" You tried to do anything to the door that could open it – pushing it, pulling, nothing worked. Nayeon giggled at your efforts, watching you with her curious eyes.
"You're the only person that struck my interest" She hummed, tilting her head. "..I want you to be mine"
...What?
"I noticed you in the crowd before, actually" She said. "You were so nervous. It was cute, I couldn't take my eyes off of you"
"Let me out!"
"I want you. You have no other choice than to be mine~" She said it with the exact same sweet smile that you saw back at the fansign, but her eyes were different. They were dark, almost making the idol look obsessed – or was she?
"I-I'm sorry. I'm sick of this joke. I really have to go now" The car was driving further and further away from the building, making you more and more anxious. Your friend must be worried sick, looking for you.
Nayeon let out an annoyed sigh, grabbing your hand. "What don't you understand? You're mine. Anyone would be happy to be with the idol of their dreams, no?" She paused for a while before smiling once again. "..Or maybe that's what makes you so special"
This surely wasn't a joke anymore. No one in their right mind would go this far, especially a worldwide popular idol that needed to try extremely hard to keep up a perfect image.
Tears came to your eyes as you tried shouting for help, but no one could help you now. She made you hers, and there was nothing that you could possibly do when everyone, including the staff, is on her side.
She giggled and hugged you, satisfied. That fansign, she received a lot of gifts from fans, yet she didn't care a single thing about them.
The best gift was you.
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thank you for requesting! i hope you liked it <3 i tried my best, sorry if it's not too good :( <33
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dancetheficaway · 2 years
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What would Mina be like on your first time with her?
I feel like she'd be a little nervous, maybe hesitant to show herself off freely at first, but after some kisses and reassuring words, she'd realise that you're also shy. It makes everything a little simpler, and helps to ease her nerves. She would probably want to be on top, and would take things pretty slowly to begin with.
Her touches would be careful, and she'd be happy to spend time discovering what spots make you gasp. When it comes to her own pleasure, she'd guide you if needed, but all in all, your first experience would be more centered around the emotional aspect this night would have on your relationship more than the physical pleasure side of things.
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alcoholfreenayeon · 3 months
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WHAT IF you are at a bar or something and Sana and Miyeon come to entice you back to their place 😈😈 (sana and miyeon x male reader) 🤭🤭
A/N: It’s finally done bestie, hope you enjoy🤭!
I want that
CW: male!reader x Sana and Miyeon, NSFW, Smut, somewhat hardcore, hint of fluff.
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You were sitting alone at the booth, your glass empty and watching the tv, some soccer game going on but you weren’t really paying attention. Feeling someone gaze at you every now and then, it was the average day at the bar, not too crowded but you wouldn’t say it’s empty either. Your friends had left a few minutes earlier because they all had some reason or the other. Work, partners, whatever. It didn’t matter though, you liked your own company at times, it gave you some time to reflect on things.
As you contemplated between going home or having another drink, you were interrupted when someone asked if they could sit with you. Looking up at the person, you saw an absolute goddess, she was easily one of the most beautiful woman you had ever seen. You were too much in awe to reply but the girl just politely smiled and took your lack of objection as a yes and sat down.
“You don’t mind if my friend joins right?”, she asked sweetly.
“Uh, no”, you replied still awestruck when you turned to look at the friend and nearly fell out of your chair. Like the first girl was absolutely stunning but her friend, god you found her so irresistibly beautiful. Your mouth open while she sat down.
“I’m Sana and this is Miyeon”, the first girl introduced.
“h-hi, ahem, Hey, I’m Y/N”, you replied, losing your voice for a second.
The girls giggled and smiled prettily at you. They seemed really calm yet somewhat excited while you were losing composure like anything, you couldn’t even decide which one of them to look at. Somehow you managed to not seem like a complete idiot and weirdo and made some conversation.
Everything was going smoothly over the next few minutes, you were even managing to gain some confidence when felt something brush your foot and then saw Miyeon glance at you for a second, her cheeks slightly flushed before she looked away, smiling. You suddenly realized your own heart was beating quickly for some reason and cleared your throat trying to calm yourself down.
“Do you wanna come with us?”, Miyeon asked out of the blue, suppressing a smile. Sana giggled and gave her a nudge.
You felt dumbstruck, was this a joke? What did they mean by that because you totally thought you were interpreting that in a few different ways, all of which seemed greatly appealing but you couldn’t help but also think that maybe you didn’t understand what Miyeon asked. “Uhm…what?”, you choke, not knowing how to respond.
“I don’t live very far from here, the bar will close soon, maybe we can continue our…fun over there”, she said innocently batting her eyes at you while smiling so prettily.
Now, you’ve definitely heard of people getting killed like this but surely this was not the case, like seriously there’s no way these beautiful girls were some sort of deranged psychopaths after your kidneys or something. Your brain was practically shouting at you to proceed with caution but your heart whispered oh so convincingly that this was heading exactly where you never in your wildest dreams would have imagined. Unfortunately for your brain, your heart had you sold and any thoughts to take caution fell on deaf ears.
“Oh that sounds great, but I can’t drive since I’ve had a few drinks”, you manage, you could feel adrenaline pumping through your body as you thought of all the possibilities.
“That’s ok, we can just take a Uber, that’s okay with you right?”, Sana offered.
Sitting between the two girls in car, you wonder what you’d done to be so lucky. However, your thoughts are interrupted when you feel Sana put her hand on your knee before slowly starting to pull it upwards, onto your thighs, teasingly.
You freeze, not knowing how to react, understandably so and that’s when Sana leans in and whispers, “Does this excite you?”
You nearly whimpered and just as you are about to turn towards her, Miyeon’s voice stops you, “Unnie! You are so greedy, you can’t have all his attention.”
Before the words even sink in, you feel Miyeon grab your cheeks with both hands and she begins to make out with you sloppily.
This had to be heaven right? Like, surely life can’t get better than this, you think to yourself.
You begin to kiss her back and she seemed surprised for a moment before continuing but with more aggression. At the same time, Sana was practically in your pants and made some cheeky comment probably but you didn’t hear it, you were too engrossed with making out with Miyeon.
This continued for a few minutes before Miyeon pulled back, her cheeks slightly flushed and she was smiling mischievously while Sana was biting her lips and tying up her hair. You were trying to breath normally even though you felt out of breath but you didn’t wanna let the girls know that. Fortunately, before anything else could happen you had arrived at the destination and the three of you got out. You offered to pay but the girls insisted that they would.
“You can give us something else in return”, Sana said leaning towards you, clearing the last doubts of where this night was headed.
You were breathing hard now, as Sana noisily sucked on your tip while looking up at you. After a few moments, she stopped sucking, winked at you and then practically swallowed you all the way to your base. That took you by so much surprise you couldn’t do anything except move your hands on her head, inhaling sharply.
This continued for far less time than you would have liked but you had to make her stop or else she would end up finishing you there. You somehow manage to pull her off and Sana pouts a little but doesn’t complain. You pant and try to reset but before you can completely recover you feel another pair of lips taking in your cock. At this point your heart feels like it could explode. Miyeon struggles to take you as deep as Sana but makes up for it by somehow having more enthusiasm than her wanting to straight up suck the life out of you.
You end up making her stop after a few minutes too and take another few seconds to calm yourself down. It was getting harder and harder to that though, between feeling so desperate for your release and the fact that Miyeon had been kissing you for the past minute.
You become distracted when you see Sana lay on the bed on her stomach and look back at you seductively and you can’t help yourself and you get on top of her, she squeals excitedly when she feels you climb on her, arching her back. You were feeling feral now after being close to cumming twice and weren’t going to go easy at all.
Entering her took both of your breaths away, you sighed shakily, trying to compose yourself while Sana’s eyes stooped dreamily while she bit her lips. She didn’t let you off easily though and almost immediately started to push back against you forcing you to grab her shoulders and hold her down. She giggled at that but that turned into a gasp real quick when you began pounding her hard. She gripped the bedsheets tightly, panting as you filling her repeatedly. It only took you a few minutes of fucking her before you felt her clench and cum, letting out quiet moans as she came.
You smirked, she has been acting really cocky for a while now so it felt good to see her be so helpless now. Giving her only a few moments of rest before you begin pounding her again. You place your hand on her cheek, raising her head a little and to your satisfaction, Sana follows your lead and gently bites your fingers, whimpering as that only drives you to become rougher.
It was becoming harder and harder for you to focus on anything else but you felt Miyeon climb on the bed too, looking at you and Sana somewhat enviously. But you were not able to focus on that for too long. Especially when Sana was whining now as she was getting close to cumming once again which of course made her pussy tighter as she squeezed and clenched. Just when you thought you were about to reach the point of no return, Sana cums and you somehow manage to hold on. Both of you panting hard, a blissful smile on Sana’s face as she was slowly getting down from her high.
You turned to face Miyeon and found her pouting, “Did you really like her so much that you couldn’t even look at me?”
“Uhm….”, you tried to find your words but you had no defense.
“No”, she put a finger on your lips, “Don’t make excuses….if you really want to prove me wrong then do it through your actions”, she said while pulling you on top of her. “If you really mean it, then, Ruin. Me.”.
Those words turned on something inside of you, not that you needed encouragement to fuck her.
Pinning her hands either side of her head, you waste no time and enter her and it was honestly, quite possibly the best sensation you had ever felt. You begin to thrust immediately, ramming as deep as you can each thrust, stretching her slightly. You weren’t sure how long you would be able to last considering you were already quite on edge from Sana and the fact that Miyeon was staring at you so intently didn’t help at all.
At the same time, you felt her fists clench as each thrust was literally seeming to take her breath away. The two of you fucked for…..minutes?….an hour?….you didn’t even know, it felt like a decent amount of time but it wasn’t enough. Like you didn’t want this to ever end. You just wanted to keep fucking her for forever. At some point Miyeon broke through your grip and freed her hands, wrapping it around your shoulders, trying to pull you closer.
You were panting with each thrust now, trying not to cum, aware of how dangerously close you were to your release, ready to pull out any second.
That’s when Miyeon, grabbed your face, staring at you a moment too long and gave you a deep kiss, “Stay in me, don’t pull out, fill me up…please”, she whimpered practically while at the same time wrapping her legs around your waist tightly not giving you much of a choice really. Not that you had any problems with that. You began to pound her faster, both of you moving in perfect rhythm.
That’s when Miyeon cums, managing a strangled gasp as she shakes with pleasure, her convulsions send you over the edge as well and you practically explode inside her, wave after wave of your cum filling her up. As you both came together, it felt euphoric and eternal yet at the same time it also felt like it only lasted for a second. You both were panting heavily, looking at each other and you hesitated a little bit and leant in, kissing her passionately for a few seconds before you pull away. Miyeon blushes a little when you pull away, slowly letting go of you, almost like she wanted to hold on for a bit more.
Sana scoots over, “oh, you both seemed to enjoy it a lot more, Y/N was she really that much better than me?, she said smiling mischievously.
You freeze, glancing at Miyeon who looked like she would slap you if you gave the wrong answer. You fumbled over your words without saying any real answer which caused both girls to giggle which made you realize they were just teasing.
“Well, it’s quite late and us girls need our sleep”, Sana said suddenly, signaling that was time for you to leave. “Especially, after you tired us out so much”, Miyeon added with a giggle.
You were handed your clothes by Miyeon, a bit puzzled because you were pretty sure that’s not where you had left them but maybe you just were lost in your excitement and forgot. Regardless, you bid them goodbye and went on your way.
As you waited at the bus stop, you reflected on everything that just happened. For some reason, your thoughts were lingering back to Miyeon repeatedly. You lie to yourself about why that is, knowing full well the truth but you just felt too proud at the moment to admit it, even if it was to yourself. Luckily for you, the bus approached before you truly lost in your thoughts and feelings.
As you sat, you couldn’t help but feel something squish in your pocket. You search to find a small piece of paper scrunched up, curious, you unscramble it and find a series of numbers. No, a number, a phone number below which was written ‘M’ with a heart next to it. Looking out of the window, you smile to yourself, excited, your heart fluttering, perhaps you are going to have to revisit your feelings sooner than you thought…..
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seoltzuki · 30 days
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Sharing Is Caring (she doesn’t care)
a scrapped work of mine
Sana x afab reader
suggestive
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As you busily prepare dinner, approaching footsteps catch your attention.
"I didn't even hear you come in," you remark, spinning around to meet her gaze.
With a serene expression, she settles gracefully onto the marble counter, fixing her eyes on you. Her hair falls delicately around her face, framing it with effortless beauty. You observe her chest rising and falling at an impossibly slow pace, marveling at her calm demeanor despite her hectic day.
Dropping her purse to the floor, she tilts her head slightly, prompting a frown to crease your brow as you contemplate what might have caused her reaction.
“How did your fitting go?” you inquire, resuming the task of slicing tomatoes. She scoffs, sliding off the counter to remove her coat.
“How did your date go, y/n?” she asks nonchalantly, deftly finding the zipper of her dress to slip it down her legs.
You release a sigh and pinch the bridge of your nose.
“Sana, why does this bother you so much? I’ve reassured you countless times that my work with Wendy is purely professional. Can’t you trust me?” you question, pushing the tomatoes into the pan.
Sana steps out of the kitchen for a brief moment and then reappears, settling back onto her spot on the counter, now draped in a dressing gown.
"Y/n, I never said I didn't trust you. It's jus—"
"If you trust me, then why are you making such a big deal out of it!?" you interject, your tone escalating.
Her sigh is audible as she jumps off the counter. "It's just... I've seen the way she looks at you... And I dislike it."
You scoff and begin chopping the mushrooms with more force.
"Well, I've seen the way Miyeon looks at you, and I don't complain," you retort.
She lets out a hearty laugh and envelops you in a hug from behind, wrapping her arms around your waist.
"Miyeon is with her boyfriend, darling. She can't do anything, whereas Wendy... Well, she doesn't have someone to love and cherish like Miyeon and I do," she explains, nuzzling your hair and planting a small kiss behind your ear.
You relax slightly under her touch, but a lingering irritation remains over her jealousy regarding Wendy's attention and the time you spend with her.
"Still... You know she won't try anything with me, Sana. Wendy knows what's going to happen to her if she makes a move on me... She'll have to face the Sana Minatozaki. There's nothing to worry about, love," you reassure her.
She sighs, a soft hum escaping her lips as she pulls your body even closer to hers, clearly pleased at the mention of her name. She trails her hands up and down your sides while planting gentle kisses on the side of your neck. You release the knife, leaning into her touch.
"I just," she begins, slipping a hand under your shirt to grasp your breast through your bra, while the other one trails down your inner thigh.
"Don't want to share you..." She whispers, her hot breath caressing your ear. You sigh, tilting your head to the side to grant her more access to your neck. With a gentle push, she presses you further, ensnaring you against the counter with her embrace.
She leaves open-mouthed kisses trailing up your neck before nibbling on your earlobe. A small whimper escapes your lips, and you swiftly turn around, pressing your lips against hers. Sana moans softly into your mouth, her hands sliding down to squeeze your ass. You whine and gently brush your tongue against her lower lip, your desire for more evident. Sana responds eagerly, parting her lips to deepen the kiss, lost in the heat of the moment.
She pulls back slightly, and together, you both take a deep breath. You can't help but notice the effect the kiss had on Sana – her lips are swollen, and her cheeks are flushed with a rosy hue. A giggle escapes your lips as you reach for her robe, swiftly removing it.
"I think seeing Wendy more often could be fun," you suggest, pulling her closer to you by the waistband of her panties.
She chuckles and slides her hands under your buttocks, lifting you onto the counter.
"I don't think it would be a good idea, my angel" she murmurs, her breath warm against your lips.
Sana teasingly sticks the tip of her tongue out, delicately licking your lower lip, all the while maintaining eye contact with you.
"Because, you're mine."
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moonsidesong · 8 months
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junheca image that came to me in a dream. and by that i mean at. work this morning
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idlesana · 4 months
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can i request a sana drabble!?
phone sex w r, when sana is too insatiable while away from r, and has to get herself off ;( gp btw!
gotchu, great prompt btw, and happy new year! this is a special for everyone before i go back to working on my long-fics
one call
gp minatozaki sana x female reader ; smut
summary: sana always has you for her needs, so what does she do when she doesn’t have you there?
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sana wasn’t sana if not carrying herself with an insatiable libido.
it wasn’t her fault she was overflowing in lust, and it wasn’t like you’d complain, obviously. she just was how she was, and how she is, is needy, whether it’s total PG attention and pda, or, something more graphic.
and drunk sana wasn’t drunk sana if her horniess wasn’t multiplied by tenfold.
being a clingy kissy drunk was sure to cause her to become absolutely incurable when it became just the two of you, all twice functions ending with her keeping you up all night.
and this would’ve, been one of those occasions, if only her and the rest of j-line hadn’t had scheduling that kept her in japan over new year’s eve and day.
momo, luckily enough, had some connections to some parties local to the area, and sana almost gave in to fucking her (not like you’d mind— both you and sana had talked about your subtle attractions to the older japanese girl) but she’d slipped out of the party early to go to bed. lame.
so here sana was, beyond intoxicated, a bulge growing in her pants, leaving her needier than ever, and without you.
she knew she had to handle it before she was too far gone into her lust or drunkenness, so, she found herself scurrying to the luxurious yet minute bathroom, leaving her with no room, cramped, and ridiculously horny.
she leaned against the cool marble counter of the sink, fishing her phone out with shaky hands, messily inputting her passcode and scrolling to your contact, immediately hitting call.
sana placed her phone between her jaw and shoulder, holding it upright as she unzipped her pants, the ringing hurting her head.
she only managed to shimmy her pants down, not getting to the underwear before she had to give her irrationally painful erection some attention, stroking herself through her boxers, breaths growing heavy.
she didn’t even notice the ringing stopped, only clocking it once you greeted her.
“hello..?” your voice sounded gravely, but pitch still high, just how she liked. sana bit back a moan, stroking herself a little quicker.
“h-hey, pretty.” she stuttered, tone laced with lust and voice just as low. her heavy breaths were panted out into the phone, and you quickly realized what this call was about.
“hey, sana. did you need something?” you pushed up on your bed, leaning back against the headboard and clenching your thighs shut. you were playing dumb, you and sana both knew that, but that’s the route you’d take whenever sana called you like this.
“ ‘just wanted to hear how your day went, is all.” sana whined, quitting her stroking only to push her boxers beneath her balls, lifting her shirt up with her free hand, and letting her hard cock hit her stomach.
“ahhh,” you paused, stretching, garnering a light, airy moan out of yourself, which successfully made sana twitch, “i see.”
she let her pointer finger rub against her leaking tip, not holding back from moaning softly, moving to rub her palm over herself, gathering the precum to lube herself up.
“i’m okay, today was okay. i had a shoot.” you sighed, dreamily thinking of what your girlfriend was doing to herself, desperately trying to ignore the pulsing of your own nether region.
“oh yeah?” she finally, finally, moves to stroke herself, instantly moaning at the feeling, rubbing her hand up and down her length. “what were you wearing?” she squeezes her tip softly, whimpering out.
“hmm, well, i had some different outfits.” you listen to the increase in the speed of her breathing, savoring in the small, pretty whines she lets out. “the first one was a pretty little slip, backless, with some cute shoes and diamond jewelry.”
sana rubs herself faster, giving a small hum for you to keep going.
“and then the next one was a skirt and this nice corset top, cropped obviously” you pause, letting out a soft moan of your own as you stretched out once more, smiling softly to yourself.
sana runs her hand up to her tip, squeezing it softly as she moans, “a-ah! please,” she runs her hand down her length again, continuing with her motions, “please keep talking, b-baby.” her voice is whiny and cute, just how you liked her, and you could almost hear how turned on she was.
“the other outfits weren’t too interesting, but, it’s okay, what mattered was going to the hot tubs after with nayeon and jihyo unnie.”
the thought of you in a swimsuit alone has sana nearly doubling over, soft “oh fuck.” dropping from her lips in a whine.
“i took some photos all throughout the day of myself, if you wanted to see.”
sana moves quick, taking the hem of her shirt to her mouth, holding it up, as she turns the phone on speaker and swipes to your text conversation.
“yes please.” she mutters through the fabric, slowing her stroking to go back to teasing her tip, running her thumb over it.
“mmm, okay, baby.” you move quick too, scrolling through and picking only the best photo for sana, wanting her to get the relief as soon as possible.
you smile as you find one of you in the swimsuit, a selfie from above of you looking up at the camera, doe eyed, and your whole body was in frame, cleavage on very obvious display. you select it and one other, a mirror selfie of the same pretty swimsuit, perfectly highlighting your features. you send them both over, waiting for sana’s response. and you get it soon after, sana groaning out, which turns into a shakey moan, as she starts up stroking herself again.
“f-fuck, wow, you look so— mgh, so good.” she’s stroking herself quicker that before, now imagining fucking you, pounding into you just how she wants. she swears she can almost feel you, absolutely soaking her length and clenching against her.
“god, y/n, i need you.” she finally drops the sweet act, back arching as she makes subtle thrusts into her hand as it falls back on her.
“i can tell, wish you were here.” you mumble, your own arousal getting to you now. “want you in me, always so big, filling me so well.”
sana shudders, staring at the images, trying her hardest not to let her eyes flutter shut. she imagines just how you’d stretch on her, just how you’d moan beneath her as she had her way with you.
“f-fuck, i’d fuck you so— shit, so, so good.” she feels herself losing it, so close to release, and she whines out, “god, you’re so pretty baby.”
you whine right back, and it gets sana stroking herself even quicker, her own pre-cum rolling down her length, veins defined and just so hard.
“want it so bad, sa-chan, would want you to fill me up, want all that load in me.”
and that’s what does it for sana, her hips stutter and she thrust into her hand, moaning shamelessly now, curses falling from her lips heavenly as you can only listen, so, so frustrated. she spills out all over her hand, whimpering softly to herself as she strokes herself into sensitivity, having to stop her movements.
“thank you,” sana pants, letting her shirt drop and moving to clean her hand, “i miss you.”
“of course, sana. you know i miss you too, even more so after that.” you groan, rolling on your bed, ignoring the aching wetness forming in your underwear.
“hey, hey, don’t be upset, maybe i can help you after my party?” she chuckles, and you’re quick to respond.
“oh. definitely.”
she was in for quite the night.
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soulkeeper801 · 10 months
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Phone - Twice Sana
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Requested: can i request sana x reader where she’s on tour and away from r. she misses her and calls. while on the call r notices sana go awfully quiet, only shallow breaths heard, and stops talking, then sana tells r to “keep talking”…
Sana x f!reader
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Fluff, a little smut?
(A/N: this could be a second part to A Thing, if you wanna check that one out)
“It’s so unfair!” Sana whined at her phone screen when she saw you pouting. 
Even if you were in different time zones, she still managed to find the time to facetime you or at least call you to hear your voice. 
Only a few days after you officially got together, the group had to leave for their US tour for a couple of weeks which meant Sana couldn’t be all over you like she had been for the last few days. 
“I wanna kiss that pout away, baby,” she continued, looking at you with stars in her eyes. “I’m going to do everything in my power to bring you with us the next tours we have, it’s extremely necessary for us to have one of the choreographers on the road and it’s vital for me to have you by my side every night!”
You chuckled at her remark, “I would love to spend every night with you, love”.
Sana whined one more time, crossing her arms and pouting at your words. “I want you here,” she whispered, her heart feeling heavy due to the overwhelming feelings she had for you.
You sent her a flying kiss which she lovingly took and placed against her lips. 
“Sana-ssi, we’re leaving in five minutes!” a voice from outside of her hotel room shouted, gaining her attention for a second before focusing it back on you. 
“I gotta go,” she said with sadness in her voice. “Are you going to miss me?” a playful smile adorned her lips.
“Every minute, baby”.
“I’m going to call you before I go to bed, is that okay?” she asked, making sure she wasn’t being too clingy or interrupting any plans you might have.
“If you don’t call me I’m going to think you don’t love me anymore,” you warned, getting a blissful smile from her.
“I love you so much, Y/N,” she whispered, looking intently at your eyes through the screen before hanging up and leaving for the appointments scheduled for the day.
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“Hey baby,” you said into the phone as night had arrived for Sana and she was about to sleep. “No video this time?” you asked. 
The previous days, she couldn’t help but facetime you in order to see you before going to bed.
“Too tired to even hold the phone, love,” she answered, sounding exhausted. You heard the sheets ruffling on the other side as a sign that she was already on her bed and probably about to fall asleep.
“Your voice sounds like you need me there to cuddle you until you drift off,” you suggested, knowing she loved it when you told her what she wanted to hear.
“I do,” she answered in a low whine, “I swear I would have the best sleep of my life with you here in this giant bed”.
“A few more days, pretty girl,” you assured, “when you get here I promise I’m not going to let you go anywhere. I’ll show you how much I’m missing you these days, I miss your lips, your neck, your fingers interlocked in my hair,” your voice turned low as you felt yourself getting carried away.
“Mhm, babe…”
“I think these days have only proved how bad I needed you in my life. Since I met you, love, you’re all I can think about, your smile, your voice, the way you make me feel…”
A long sigh was heard on the other side of the line.
“I’m not lying when I say that you’ve brightened my life, whenever we're together, time seems to stand still, and it's just you and me, lost in our own little world”.
“Y/N…” Sana said in a low whisper.
“The more I get to know you, the more I realize how special you are. Your kindness, your intelligence, your incredible sense of humor—it all just draws me closer to you.”
Sana let out a tiny whimper.
“And now,” you said, overwhelmed by the immense love you feel for Sana, “I feel like I'm falling in love with you, deeply and completely. It's something I've never experienced before, and it scares me a little, but I'm also thrilled that it’s happening with you, with the most amazing girl I’ve ever met…”
You paused for a couple of seconds waiting for an answer from the other side of the line, yet were only met with the ruffling of the sheets and deep sighs.
“Sana, are you still awake?” you asked, a smile on your face thinking about how tired your girlfriend must be and how you took the chance to pour your heart out.
“Y/N…” she replied almost out of breath, her voice filled with a sultry tone and lower than it usually was, “please… keep talking…” 
You furrowed your eyebrows. “Sana? Are you okay?”
“Y-Y/N…” Sana whimpered, letting out a tiny cry.
A sound that made you understand what was happening on the other side of the line as your face turned completely red. Good thing Sana couldn’t see you or else she would never stop teasing you about it. But at the same time, it was a pity you couldn’t see your girlfriend touching herself to the mere sound of your voice.
“Sana…” you said one more time, this time putting an effort to sound exactly like Sana liked, “there’s nothing I need more right now than my lips traveling your body…”
She left out a low moan.
“My hands caressing your skin as I make my way to where I can worship you the most…”
Sana’s whimpers became more audible.
“I bet you’re really wet right now,” you whispered, gaining a cry from her. “It would be so easy for me to slip a finger in but we know it isn’t enough, right, love?”
“F-fuck, Y/N…”
“I want you to use two fingers as if they were mine,” you continued, “in and out, slowly, to the sound of my voice”.
Sana’s moans were getting higher as she followed your instructions.
“You sound lovely, baby,” you praised, “making those pretty noises for me”.
You knew she was out of breath by the way she was reacting.
“You would sound even lovelier coming for me, pretty thing”.
With a high pitched cry, you heard the sheets ruffling one more time as you imagined she was gripping them riding her orgasm out.
“Y/N, that was…” she started talking for the first time in several minutes. 
“Shh,” you replied, smiling widely, “you must be exhausted by now, baby”.
“I am,” she confessed. “I just wanted to say that all of the things you told me were so beautiful and it made me feel so loved”.
“I love you,” you assured her one more time.
“I love you more, Y/N. More than anything in this life and I can’t wait any longer to be back with you,” she whispered as her eyes slowly closed.
She fell asleep to the sound of your voice telling her how lucky you were for having her in your life.
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pairing : myoui mina x reader
summary : mina loves flowers and hates that they die.
warnings : none; fluff
requested : naur <3
notes : cross-posted on ao3 (yourteddybear)
"I hate flowers," she had said. Standing in front of a quaint little hole-in-the-wall flower shop, it seemed like an out-of-the-blue statement from your girlfriend.
"I thought you loved them," you replied. "I've gotten them for you every anniversary, so this is kinda awkward."
"No, I-" she chuckled at your joke, lame as it was, "I love flowers, I just hate that they die."
"Well, I can't really control death, hun."
"I know, but..." she drifted off. "I just wish there was a way to preserve them forever. I mean, look at those flowers," she gestured to the beautifully arranged carnations and bouquets, "they'll wilt tomorrow, lose their beauty."
No more was said, the two of you walking off further into the night market, but looking at Mina's side profile, her oddly melancholic expression, you began formulating a plan. So maybe you couldn't control death, but that wasn't going to stop you from making Mina's day.
✼  ҉  ✼  ҉  ✼  ҉  ✼  ҉  ✼  ҉  ✼  ҉  ✼  ҉  ✼  ҉  ✼  ҉  ✼  ҉  
The ring of the doorbell broke Mina out of her thoughts. Ever since your date to the Cheongdam-dong night markets, you had been acting weird. When you would usually call her to say goodnight, she only got a brief sleep well text, and when you would update her with pictures of your day, she only got a selfie in your car now and then.
Safe to say, Mina was worried.
So, when she looked through the peep hole and saw your bright, familiar face looking well-rested and happy, all the muscles in her body unconsciously untensed.
"Hi." Mina would be lying if she said your charming smile and soft voice she had missed so much didn't bring butterflies to her stomach, even after all these years.
"Hi." A beat. "You didn't tell me you'd be coming over."
She saw that familiar flash of mischief in your eyes and immediately knew she was in trouble. "Why? Do you have someone over?"
A sigh and the rolling of eyes, followed by Mina stepping aside to let you in. She turned away from you as you walked through the threshold, but you had caught a glimpse of that small smile she tried so desperately to hide.
"I have something for you," you said, as you followed her into the living room. "You'll love it. Probably."
"You got me something?"
"Yes."
"Why? What did you do?" Mina was joking, she trusted you completely, but the sudden gift after a week of almost no communication was admittedly suspicious.
"Nothing. Can't I just get my beautiful girlfriend a present?" You revealed the bouquet from behind your back, and delighted in Mina's surprised look.
"You said you loved flowers but hated that they died. Well, here are some flowers that will never die. I call them, "Forever Flowers"."
Mina didn't speak for at least a minute, but you weren't worried. You knew she was a woman of few words, and, not to brag, but it was a pretty good gift.
"Honey? Earth to Mina."
"You..." she started, before she tackled you in a hug.
"Woah, careful there. Wouldn't want to break your flowers. That would kinda be counterproductive." You tried to shield the LEGO flowers from the crushing embrace, but she never let up.
"Thank you." It was said so softly, you almost didn't catch it."
"You're welcome," you said. "I mean, if I knew you'd be this excited over some LEGO flowers, I would've gotten them for you earlier." Unfortunately for Mina, you had this habit of ruining sentimental moments with stupid jokes.
"It's not really about the flowers," she replied. "They're beautiful, don't get me wrong-"
"I was almost incredibly offended." She pretended to be annoyed by your teasing, but you both knew she secretly loved it.
"As I was saying," she began again, "no one has ever done something this thoughtful for me."
It became quiet again. Neither of you said anything, because you saw the vulnerability on Mina's face. Throughout the course of your relationship, it was rare for Mina to be completely open. She had assured you it wasn't because she didn't trust you, or that she had any secrets to hide, but still, she never really shed light on her life before you.
Without a word, you leaned in and kissed her. Your lips moved in harmony, as you hoped to convey all your feelings, your hopes and dreams for a future together where you could continue to be the thoughtful partner she deserved.
"Any time, love."
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purecantarella · 2 years
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A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes
day six yall HAHAHA i hope yall are enjoying this kinktober with me bc i am having fun doing this everyday HAHAHA i am incredibly sleepy and writing this while in class tho i hope you all enjoy this one HAHAHA myoui mina x reader disclaimer/s : smut. i suggest going to look for fluffier or angstier content.
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It was incredibly difficult to catch Mina's attention, but when you did it was impossible to get you out of her mind. It became a little bit of a controlled obsession but she didn't want it to get in the way of anything.
Especially when you of all people caught her eye. Her bandmate and best friend's girlfriend.
When Mina first met you, there was no spark. After all she was meeting you for the first time as Momo's girlfriend. She hyper-analyzed you as a potential partner for her closest friend in the group. While she did think you were attractive and kind enough, she didn't think anything more of you.
Her opinion on you was nothing more than someone she would see often around the dorm. That wouldn't change until one night.
She had been careless and dazed during their dance practice and wound up tripping and twisting her ankle. It wasn't too severe but she was asked to go home as to not further worsen the injury.
The managers weren't able to stay home and take care of her though given that they needed to take the girls to other schedules. So Momo asked you to go over to the dorms, despite Mina's insistence that she could stand to be alone for a couple hours.
"Hey, I'm here." You called from the door, much to Mina's dismay. She looked up at you as you entered the common space with a variety of random medical equipment. The Japanese woman stifled a laugh as she watched you looking around anxiously.
Mina waves from the couch while smiling widely, "Over here."
Your gaze shoots over to her and you're instantly relieved and you jog over to her. Like a puppy, Mina thinks to herself as you kneel down before her, examining the ankle delicately. "You should really be careful, Mina..." You pause, looking up into her eyes. "I would loathe the idea of you being hurt any worse."
Her heart jumps into her throat as she stares deeply into your gaze, the sincerity and concern that dripped from them. You pull your attention away from her momentarily, "Momo told me they applied a cold compress in the car so I'm just going to wrap it, alright?"
She nods before you take a medical bandage and pull it around her foot. Mina winces as you knot the ends together, you place a hand on her thigh, dangerously high. She now winces for an entirely different reason. The Japanese woman looks down at you, checking if you'd meant to do it, but you were so focused on her foot.
Her cheeks flush as you slip your hand to her knee before you smile up at her kindly. "There you go, now let's raise this thing." Again, her eyes bulge and her cheeks deepen in hue. But you simply prop her injured foot onto a nearby ottoman.
You sigh before standing up, "You want some water? Some food? Anything?"
Mina stares up at you shyly before quickly shaking her head. You smile awkwardly before sitting down beside her carefully, trying not to move her foot more than it should've been.
You two sit silently for a moment. Both of you weren't alone for long periods of time, Momo or someone was always there to break the silence. It was foreign to Mina but she found comfort in your presence...far more than she'd have liked.
Finally, she speaks, "I'm...I'm sorry that you had to go through the trouble of coming here." You chuckle and fall into the back of the couch, facing her and looking at her intently. The usually pale woman was now an embarrassing tint of pink as you were a mere fist away from her own face.
Your voice is soft, so soft she could lay in it forever, "You aren't a burden, Mina. Anywhere or anytime, I'm there if you need me." You nudge her shoulder playfully before pulling away, "Plus it's a nice apartment, I could be stuck in worse places."
She giggles and her eyes begin to droop as you prop your own feet up next to hers on the ottoman. You were still speaking but your voice was now muddled as she drifted off to sleep.
Mina's eyes opened and she was in, not her bedroom, but Momo's. She rubbed her eyes shocked. 'Did you bring her here? Did you not want to invade her privacy by just tucking her here?' She thinks to herself.
It was odd, her foot wasn't feeling as sore. Maybe the swelling had gone down. She swings her legs off the bed to try and look for you and thank you for taking care of her.
"Minari." Your voice soft and teasing, it made her heart jump.
The feeling was like nothing she'd ever felt before when she thought or saw you. Your eyes were hooded, a stark comparison from how wide-eyed and happy you always looked. "Y/n! You scared me."
You smirk her way as you take small steps forward, "I like it when you scream my name, Minari." The Japanese woman feels herself heat up before laughing awkwardly. Before she can retort anything, you're in front of her, on your knees as you were earlier. You were dangerously close to her lips and her eyes were the size of the moon as you stared at her, the smirk on your face never wavering.
"Y-Y/n. We—" You tut and press your index finger to her lips, dragging her lower lip down with your digit gently. Instantly, her mind is blank as you do that. Her mouth is dry and she can feel ever bodily fluid rush to her legs.
"Do you think I could pull more screams from that pretty mouth?" You ask, your breath fanning her lips only tempting her further. Your hands are quickly on her thighs, rubbing up and down while applying light pressure. She bites back a reluctant moan as you do so, only making your smirk grow wider. "Don't hide those noises...I'm sure they sound irresistible."
Her head is fuzzy but she utters out a shaky voice, "But I can't do this to Momo."
You scowl before shaking your head, "Fuck her..." You snarl, leaning down to kiss and suck her neck, very clearly leaving marks. Mina finally releases an airy moan as her hand flies to the back of your head. "It's only you and me here." You move back up and force her to look directly at you, "And you're all I want, Mina."
You pull her lips down onto yours roughly, the Japanese woman groaning upon impact before relaxing into your arms. You grin against her lips as your hands make haste to the waistband of her shorts.
With one swift motion, you slip her shorts and underwear off, leaving her slit exposed to you. You pull your lips away from hers, quickly making your way between her legs. Tongue poking out and trailing from her knee to right onto her inner thigh, repeating the same process on the left leg. She shifts uncomfortably, guilt boiling in her chest, Momo not straying far from her mind, but all at once it fans the flame of her desire for you.
"Ohhh, you just smell so delightful, Mina." Your thumb presses onto her waiting clit, just enough to have her whine so high for you. You grin, pressing just a little harder, enjoying just how much she squirmed for you. "Do you want me?"
Mina nods, her tongue out as she panted like a dog in heat and her eyes glassy. 'Morals be damned' She thinks to herself before pulling you into her lips again roughly. Her hands tug at the locks of your hair, starving for your lips, your touch, you.
"I want you so bad, Y/n." She moans as she pulls away. "Please give me everything." You smirk before nodding, lowering your head to her drooling cunt.
"Anywhere or anytime, I'm there if you need me." You whisper before shoving your face into her, tongue lapping and leaving broad strokes in and around her center. She cries out in sudden ecstasy at the indelicate movement of your tongue.
Mina's eyes glue shut as she chants out your name, "Y/n...Ohhhh Y/n. Y/N!"
"Mina!"
She jolts out of her actual rest. Wailing in pain as her foot falls to the ground again. "Agh!"
"Shit! Are you alright?" You ask from beside her. Concern filling your eyes, a rather unwanted shift from when she last saw you.
Mina reorients herself to where she is. She's sitting with you in the living room, right where she fell asleep last. You jump onto your feet, and dash to the kitchen, returning with a cold ice pack.
"You were shifting so much and whining in your sleep. I thought..." You trail off before pressing the ice cold pack onto her ankle. She stares at you, on your knees, so focused on her before your dedicated eyes move to meet hers.
She's suddenly burning red and she looks away embarrassed, you brush it off as nothing more than shame from accidentally hurting herself again. "Does that feel alright?" You ask, rubbing her swollen ankle.
"FINE!" Mina screams, the look in your eyes catching her off guard, before thinking that the ice pack would feel nice much higher.
You quirk a brow before excusing yourself to cook both your dinners. Leaving Mina to reflect on her dream, a hot flush hitting her each time she thinks of you and her in such a compromising position.
'This got complicated fast...' She thinks before pressing the ice pack to her dampening center with a soft groan.
the ending made me laugh and i can't explain why HAHAHAH i hope you all enjoyed this!! i'm beginning to feel a little overwhelmed by this on top of school but i'm still having fun HAHAHA i will see you all tomorrow!! keep safe and i love you all vv much!! - r
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When The Two Of You Hold Hands For The First Time ~ Twice Reaction
Nayeon:
The swing of Nayeon’s arm kept catching your attention as the two of you walked, lifting constantly. As you walked, you took a small step towards Nayeon, close enough for your hands to brush, and then connect.
“Much better,” you smirked as you felt her eyes suddenly turn to look at you.
“What was this for?” Nayeon grinned, more than happy to feel your hand holding on tightly to her own.
“Just because,” you laughed, looking around the park where the two of you walked. “There are plenty of other couples around, why not join them?”
Nayeon didn’t quite know what to say, but her smile said a lot for her. “Are we a couple?” She quizzed, keeping her eyes firmly on you as she searched for answers.
“We’re as good as,” you mused, relieved to see the grin on her face, “this feels like I’m making something official with you.”
“I’d like it if you did,” Nayeon responded, catching your bright smile too for the first time, “I want to be a couple like them.”
“I guess this makes us official then.”
Jeongyeon:
Her eyes were engrossed on the film that played, hand resting on the arm between the two of you. A shaky breath came from you as you built up plenty of courage before deciding to reach across and hold her hand.
“Don’t mind me,” you whispered as Jeongyeon’s eyes looked to you straight away.
“Your hands are warm,” Jeongyeon whispered too, surprised by how nice it felt to have your hand on hers.
“I’d been sitting on them for a while to make sure they weren’t cold to scare you,” you admitted, watching the smile on Jeongyeon’s face grow.
She appreciated the effort that you went to in order to make her more comfortable beside you. “It worked,” she spoke, keeping her voice quiet still with others around you.
“Shall I keep my hand here for the rest of the film?” You asked her, wanting to make sure that Jeongyeon was happy.
“Yeah,” she responded without even having to think, knowing that she was definitely comfortable with you holding her hand.
“I was hoping that you’d say that.”
Momo:
Your hand grabbed onto Momo’s as you noticed a quiet spot in the venue where you could stand. You didn’t even realise what you had done until you stopped, noticing Momo looking down at your grip.
“Sorry,” you told her, quickly adjusting your grip so that you could let go of her.
“Don’t,” Momo told you, grabbing your hand and placing it back where it was straight away, “and don’t say sorry.”
“I just wanted to make sure you followed,” you explained, slightly nervous to suddenly be holding onto her hand. “Are you sure that you don’t mind?”
Momo’s head nodded straight away as a chuckle escaped from her. “Y/N, I wouldn’t have put your hand back if I didn’t want you to hold onto me,” she reassured you.
“It feels funny,” you admitted, slowly getting used to things. “I always wondered what this sort of moment would be like.”
“I think I could get used to it,” she teased, nudging against your side, “the first time is over, there’s no need to panic now.”
“You’re right, I’m a lot more settled now.”
Sana:
Panicked eyes looked across at you as Sana’s ankle continued to be checked out by the medics. You knew that she was searching to you for help, leaving you reaching out for her hand, making her feel looked after.
“You’ll be alright,” you whispered, watching the first tear roll down her cheek.
“I’m scared, I don’t want to be on the side,” Sana told you, unable to bring herself to look down at her ankle.
“You won’t be, you’re in safe hands,” you assured her, “and even if you are, I’ll be right here to take care of you and make sure that nothing bad happens.”
You lifted up your intertwined hands to make sure that she saw them. “What would I do without you here?” Sana asked gripping even tighter onto your hand to keep you there.”
“I think you’d be alright,” you told her, knowing that Sana was too busy to really pay attention to your hands.
“Will you come with me if I need to go somewhere?” Sana asked you, following your gaze down to your hand that was in hers.
“I won’t let go wherever you go.”
Jihyo:
You had no real idea as to what Jihyo was saying as she continued to fret and vent beside you. As she continued to stress herself out, you knew that you needed to calm her down somehow, deciding to grab her hand.
“Stop worrying yourself,” you told her, hearing her stop under your touch.
“Sorry,” she groaned, relaxing slowly, allowing your grip to reassure her and help her to calm down as well.
“You need to look after yourself,” you told Jihyo, placing your other hand over the top of hers too. “I know the pressure is tough, but you’ll hurt yourself soon.”
A sigh came from Jihyo, staring across at you as she knew that you were right. “I’m sorry for going on for so long, I’ve probably made you dizzy by talking for so long tonight.”
“It’s alright, it’s good that you got it off your chest,” you smiled, “you know that I’m here for you, don’t you?”
“Of course,” Jihyo assured you straight away, “honestly I don’t know what I’d have done recently without you right by my side.”
“I’ll stay right here; I’ll always help you.”
Mina:
Your eyes could look nowhere else as Mina moved alongside you, her hand was the only thing that you were focused on. As your confidence grew, you finally did what you wanted to do, reaching across to her.
“Hi,” you stuttered as your action immediately caused her to look around.
“Hi,” she laughed, as shy as you were, relieved to see that it was you that was holding onto her hand.
“You don’t mind, do you?” You asked her, nodding down at your intertwined hands that were in between the two of you. “It just felt like the right thing to do.”
Her head shook back at you, allowing her smile to grow. “I definitely don’t mind,” she assured you, “I think it feels right too, I never expected your hand to feel so comforting.”
“You’ve definitely got a dancer’s hand,” you laughed, admiring the dainty hold that she had against your hand.
“It feels nice,” she whispered, surprised herself by how comfortable she felt suddenly holding your hand, “it’s a nice surprise for me.”
“In that case, I think I’ll hold your hand more often.”
Dahyun:
You felt pretty helpless as Dahyun wiped underneath her eyes, trying to regain her composure beside you. As you watched her, you noticed her hand just beside you, reaching out and taking a hold of it.
“You’re not alone,” you told her, a weak smile on your face to offer too.
“Thank you,” Dahyun told you, sniffing back the tears as she found comfort from the feeling of your hand on hers.
“It’s alright to get upset, you can let it all out around me,” you added, finding a surprising confidence from the feeling of being able to hold her hand and reassure her.
Dahyun’s smile slowly turned up as she too felt reassured knowing that you were by her side. “I didn’t think that the business of work would get to me as much as this.”
“You work hard,” you reminded her, “it’s alright to say when you’re finding all of that a hard thing to get on with.”
“You’re right,” Dahyun agreed, holding on a little tighter to your hand, “thank you for letting me get upset around you, it means a lot.”
“You don’t need to thank me, I’m here for you.”
Chaeyoung:
You rushed up from the sofa as you watched Chaeyoung struggle to carry the many things for the studio that she had in your arms. You stretched out to take some things from her, only as you did, your hand brushed hers.
“Sorry,” you told her as you tried to take one of the boxes from her hold.
“It’s alright,” Chaeyoung chuckled, feeling the linger of your hand against the back of hers, her smile instinctively growing.
“Do you want me to take anymore?” You asked her, not quite knowing where to look as you too felt the feeling of her hand replay again and again in your head.
Chaeyoung’s head shook in reply to you, “don’t be nervous,” she told you, noticing the slight panic in your eyes as you realised that you’d touched her hand for the first time.
“That wasn’t quite how I imagined my first time making contact with your hand to be,” you admitted, giggling shyly.
“Let’s just say that it doesn’t count,” Chaeyoung suggested, “I mean it wasn’t really a hold, it was more of just a stroke, it’s not the same thing.”
“I’d like that, I definitely didn’t hold your hand then.”
Tzuyu:
As soon as your eyes landed on Tzuyu, it was instinct for you to reach your hand out to her to make sure that she didn’t get lost. Her hand slid into yours straight away, picking up her pace to be able to reach you.
“Are you alright?” You asked her once you had her back in front of you.
“Y-yeah,” Tzuyu stuttered, looking down to notice your hand still in hers, having forgotten to let go of her whilst rushing.
“Sorry,” you whispered as you realised what she was looking at, attempting to let go of her hand, only for Tzuyu to grab back hold of your hand straight away.
Her smile widened as she looked back across at you, “don’t apologise,” she told you. “It feels nice holding onto your hand,” she assured you, tightening her grip on you.
“I agree,” you whispered, suddenly losing all confidence as you intertwined your grip in tighter with Tzuyu’s at the same time.
“Thank you for pulling me through the crowd,” Tzuyu told you as the two of you fell silent, “I thought I was going to get lost for a moment there.”
“I’ll always reach out whenever you need me.”
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moonhoures · 6 months
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That’s My Girl
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🕷️ kinktober — day 18: mommy kink 🕸️
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pairing: jihyo (twice) +reader (afab/fem.)
genre: non-idol!au, smut, fluff
warnings: 18+, minors do not interact, explicit smut, established relationship, wlw relationship, mommy kink, scissoring
word count: ~970
synopsis: your wife helps you relax after you had a bad day at work
posted: october 18, 2023
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Shitty days at work were unfortunately common for you. The insurance company you worked for was understaffed, and the few staff members you had weren’t exactly the brightest. As the department head, you had a lot of decisions to make, lots of responsibility. You often went home with weighted shoulders and headaches that even the strongest dose of medicine couldn’t seem to get rid of. Sometimes you wouldn’t get home until it was dark out, pulling overtime.
It was a Thursday night, and you had (once again) come home hours late. Your wonderful wife had already ate the dinner she prepared and saved your share in the refrigerator after you had sent her a text saying you wouldn’t be home in time to enjoy it. You trudged through the house, feeling absolutely drained. Your bedroom door opened to reveal the soft, golden glow of your wife’s bedside lamp. She sat on her side of the bed, already bathed and dressed down in her pajamas. When she heard the door, her head tilted up and she greeted you with a smile that made the weight on your back feel a little lighter.
“Hi, love. How was work?” Jihyo asked you, sitting up straighter.
“Terrible as always, but I’m home now,” you shrugged with a smile, already peeling off your coat. You let it drop to the floor carelessly while your wife’s smile faltered. She turned the TV volume down, wanting to focus on her conversation with you. She listened to you go on and on about work and how annoying it was. How much stress you were under every day, and how you were tired of it all. Her eyes followed you as you went to the bathroom, and she watched you pull your hair down from the clip you held it in all day. You cleaned off your face and rubbed in your favorite moisturizer. You stripped down to your undergarments and walked around the room, still venting about work as you picked out what pajama set you would wear after your bath.
And as you paused to gather your thoughts, you stopped at the side of your bed to put your phone on its charger. Jihyo smiled gently at you, admiring how cute you looked when you were mad. The crease forming between your brows and the subtle pout to your lips was adorable.
“I’m sorry, honey. Remember, the holidays are coming up. And after you get your bonus, you can look for a new job!” Your wife was always one to see the positives in everything. The one to remind you that the grass is greener on the other side of any tough situation you faced. You were beyond grateful for her.
“I know, love. It’s just- I have to get through the now before the holidays,” you laughed softly, shaking your head as you sighed heavily. When you met your wife’s eyes again, there was a new expression in them.
“Maybe we can take your mind off of work for a little while?”
The question was innocent, but the events that took place after were not so innocent. Jihyo had mastered the art of being a wonderful wife, and one of the things she was best at was caring for you—in every sense of the word. She knew how to make you feel better in any way she could. And right now, she decided love making was the best way to clear your mind.
So she laid you down on the bed, parting your legs for herself to slot between them. And once her pelvis was seated over yours, she began rocking her hips. Your folds grew slick under her own, the skin rubbing against each other.
“How does that feel, baby? Is it just what you needed?” she asked you, using her free hand to push her hair out of her face as she looked down at you. Your eyes were shut so you could focus on the pleasurable high you were chasing, but you nodded.
“Uh huh,” you choked out, hands gripping desperately at her thigh. She smiled at your eagerness, hurrying her pace as she started to feel her own release building up. She loved scissoring with you, and she especially loved being on top. Though there were no specific roles in your relationship, she did secretly enjoy being the “leader”. She liked having someone to rely on her. She liked being the one to make decisions. She liked taking the weight off your shoulders and helping you whenever and however she could. It made her feel powerful and needed.
“Are you gonna let go and cum for mommy?” she asked you, grinding her weeping cunt against yours. She groaned as your clits touched over and over, sending electricity throughout your bodies.
“Yes. Yes. Yes, oh-,” your words were cut off as you were overwhelmed with pleasure. Jihyo’s pussy slid against yours, sending you reeling as she stared down at you with the most wicked glint in her eye. Like she knew she was doing everything right, and she loved watching you snap.
Your hands reached up, pawing at her voluptuous breasts until she mercifully leaned down to kiss your neck. This gave you easier access to knead and play with her boobs, your palms squishing her sensitive nipples. The little moans and whines she let out by your ear only made you wetter, and she could feel it. She was doing it on purpose.
“That’s my girl,” she cooed, kissing your jaw, “Cumming for mommy when you’re told. So proud of you.”
You smiled into the kiss she graced your lips with, melting underneath her. Every ounce of worry and any stressful thought in your mind was gone. She knew her job was done, and successfully so.
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