𝙎𝙐𝙉 𝘾𝙊𝘿𝙀𝘿

[crystaserin]

THE SHINNING IDOL ⸻ INDEPENDENT,   MUTUAL   EXCLUSIVE   AND   SELECTIVE   BLOG   FOR ORIGINAL CHARACTER HAN SERIN/ CIERRA FROM K-POP DEMON HUNTERS. BASED ON THE NETFLIX'S HIT MOVIE AND ON HEADCANONS AND DISCARDED LORE. WRITTEN AND CURATED BY CALI. GMT+3.

associated with the lore of: @jvnha / @jaeshn / @scionshadow / @damndhymn

CARRD. PROMPTS. BIO. STUDY. GRAPHICS. PROMO. IMPORTANT ABOUT SERIN'S BLOODLINE.

[jvnha]

▐║  ♡  ┊  𝐇𝐄𝐑  𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐄  𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐒  𝐈𝐓𝐒  𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆,  circling  her  erect  nipple  as  she  holds  still  enough  for  Serin  to  tie  up  her  hair.  Lips  clamp  over  a  mouthful  of  flesh  once  more,  sucking  before  she  pulls  away  slowly,  breast  dragging  free  from  her  mouth  with  an  audible  pop. ㅤ❝ Aw,  but  I  love  to  tease  you,  Seri;  you're  so  fun  to  play  with.  Look  how  wet  you  are  for  me, ❞ㅤ she  pouts  mischievously,  curling  her  fingers  inside  of  Serin  to  reach  that  sensitive  spot  she  loves  so  much. ㅤ❝ You've  made  such  a  mess  already,  dripping  all  over  your  sheets  before  I've  even  made  you  come.  Do  you  really  need  it  that  badly? ❞

ㅤㅤㅤㅤJunha  flips  her  newly-tied  ponytail  over  her  shoulder,  laying  her  cheek  against  Serin's  breasts  as  she  presents  her  drenched  fingers  for  the  other  to  see.  It  surprises  her  when  Serin  takes  them  into  her  mouth,  licking  away  the  taste  of  herself,  and  the  sight  is  enough  to  make  Junha  bite  at  her  own  lip. ㅤ❝ I  don't  know,  it  depends, ❞ㅤ her  lips  curl  teasingly,  rising  again  to  place  a  kiss  upon  the  other's,  her  tongue  slipping  into  her  mouth  to  share  her  taste. ㅤ❝ Are  you  gonna  be  good  for  me? ❞

ㅤㅤㅤㅤShe  doesn't  wait  for  an  answer,  crawling  down  beneath  the  sheets  until  her  head  rests  between  Serin's  thighs.  Her  fingers  start  first,  parted  between  the  second  and  third  digit  as  they  stroke  upwards  against  her  cunt,  then  down,  then  up  once  more.  They  spread  her  folds  apart,  pressure  given  to  isolate  her  swollen  clit,  leaving  it  vulnerable  for  Junha's  mouth  to  claim  it.  She  greets  it  with  a  kiss,  soft  and  gentle,  then  wraps  plump  lips  around  it,  her  darting  tongue  swiping  against  the  bundle  of  nerves  hidden  within. ㅤ❝ Such a pretty pussy, Seri. It needs kissed more often. ❞

[crystaserin]

She   stifles   a   moan   with   her   lips,   teeth   biting   into   the   flesh   of   her   mouth   to   stop   the   sound   from   coming   in   fear   of   waking   up   the   rest   of   the   girls.   "You   been   teasing   me   so   much,   Junni.   It's   your   fault."   And   Junha   loves   to   drag   it   out.   Serin   can't   help   but   to   love   it   ,   though,   the   way   her   body   grinds   against   expert   fingers   and   the   way   sweet   tongue   swipes   over   her   nipple,   her   body   kneeing   and   desiring   more   of   her.   "Hm.   So   good,   Junni.   I'll   be   good."   But   Junha   is   already   spoiling   her   by   going   down   her   body   and   Serin   adjust   her   body   so   she   can   watch   her   descend,   elbows   propping   her   in   the   mattress   so   her   eyes   watch   with   delight   at   the   sight.

  Mouth   gapes   open   in   anticipation,   first   fingers   and   then,   mouth   over   her   heated   cunt.   Serin's   body   is   set   ablaze   and   a   shake   of   her   body   tells   her   she   is   too   needy.   "Kiss   it   then.   You   can   kiss   it   and   fuck   it   all   you   want."  

She   adjust   a   little,   her   leg   bending   over   slightly   so   she   can   offer   Junha   something   to   press   against   and   off   herself   as   she   feels   expert   tongue   swipe   over   her,   a   free   hand   coming   to   help   her   spread   herself   ripe   for   the   taking,   while   the   other   plays   with   her   own   full   breast,   chasing   after   the   aftertaste   of   Junha's   lips.   "Give   it   another   taste.   Please."

[crystaserin]

a daily reminder that serin's bloodline is full of shamans so her blood is premium shit.

[jvnha]

@crystaserin ⊱ 𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆 𝙶𝙸𝙵 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂 10FF because they were room mates 🙂‍↔️

▐║  ♡  ┊  𝐀𝐒  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓  𝐎𝐅  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘  𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐒  𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋  𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐄𝐓  𝐎𝐅  𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏,  Junha  focuses  on  the  quiet  moans  that  rumble  through  Serin's  lips.  Pretty  little  sounds,  captured  by  lazy  kisses  shared,  and  Junha  can  almost  swear  she  tastes  the  other's  pleasure  in  each  one.  She  toys  with  her  slowly,  slender  fingers  dragging  deep  strokes  between  her  slit,  agile  as  they  shape  themselves  against  the  sensitive  bloom  within  and  feel  the  slickness  grow  beneath  them.  Tucked  away  behind  the  privacy  of  a  locked  door,  they  don't  have  to  worry  about  intrusion.  But  noise  is  another  issue.  God,  how  she'd  love  to  hear  her  loud  and  free,  but  they  can't  let  anyone  else  know  what  they're  up  to  in  here.  Sometimes,  you  just  need  someone  who  can  make  you  feel  good.  Someone  who  can  know  your  body  and  be  trusted  to  keep  its  secrets.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ We  can't  let  them  hear  us,  Seri, ❞ㅤ she  whispers  to  remind  her,  tongue  swiping  against  Serin's  lips.  Junha  makes  sure  to  capture  them  in  a  deeper  kiss  before  she  makes  her  next  move,  a  finger  circling  Serin's  entrance  before  sinking  inside.  This  time,  she  finds  herself  moaning  as  well,  pleased  by  the  warmth  that  envelops  her  digit,  and  soon  she slips  a  second  inside  to  join  it. ㅤ❝ Is  this  what  you've  been  needing,  yeppeuni? ❞ㅤ Junha  purrs  against  the  corner  of  Serin's  mouth,  drawing  lower,  dragging  playful  nips  of  teeth  down  her  jaw,  her  neck,  going  until  she  is  able  to  claim  a  mouthful  of  her  breast,  her  tongue  wrapping  around  her  nipple  as  she  sucks  the  supple  skin.

[crystaserin]

She feels entirely vulnerable by her side and yet, trusting her completely. Her eyes struggle to remain open as they follow the movement of dangerous digits as they tease her, and Serin has no excuse as to why she is as wet as she is in that moment. Moan muffled by claiming lips as hot breaths come out of her watching as Junha descends upon her breast.

"You are teasing me to much and I cant handle it anymore." Hands move to blond rosy hair and with care and hidden lust, brings a hairtie to make a ponytail with Junha's hair. Hips roll on their own as she feels the warm of fingers inside her and she begins to seek that rush, something tense coiling inside of her wanting to explode. Its embarassing how wet she is, the mess she would make with the sheets enough to make her blush under the others touch. "Are you giving me your mouth tonight, Juhnni? Please?"

Serin is still foreign with being with another woman but Junha makes her feel bold, as she brings fingers that had been inside her to her lips, mouth wrapping around them to taste herself, eyes never leaving her." And then can I ride you? I want to feel you."

[chalisajensooblink]

Her Dence 👑👑👑😳😳😳

[crystaserin]

Who gonna be Serin first girlfriend

[crystaserin]

Who gonna be Serin first girlfriend

[maxmcyfield]

LISA as Mook in The White Lotus Season 3 Episode 5 ('Full-Moon Party')

[jvnha]

▐║  ♡  ┊  𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐒  𝐍𝐎𝐓  𝐎𝐍𝐄  𝐓𝐎  𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐌  𝐎𝐔𝐓  𝐎𝐅  𝐑𝐄𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐒.  After  years  of  being  in  this  industry,  she's  developed  a  thick  enough  skin  to  stay  professional,  even  when  something  is  nagging  at  her.  And  she'd  almost  made  it  to  the  end.  Almost.  But  she  can't  bear  it  anymore.  Not  when  she  can  smell  him.  Jaeshin.  His  cologne.  It's  too  engraved  into  her  memory  to  forget  it,  and  with  her  new  heightened  senses,  impossible  to  ignore.  No,  it's  more  than  that  this  time.  The  smell  of  his  skin,  his  sweat.  No  one  else  would  notice,  of  course;  she's  the  only  one  that  has  a  vampire's  nose.  And  it  drives  her  fucking  crazy,  pretending  like  she  doesn't  notice  where  it's  coming  from.  That  it's  Serin  wearing  his  shirt,  barely  able  to  hide  the  purple  marks  on  her  skin  that  peek  from  beneath  the  collar.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤShe  never  had  an  issue  with  Serin  and  Jaeshin's  friendship.  This  game  they  play  with  the  fans,  teasing  them.  It  was  all  just  that,  according  to  Serin:  a  game  and  nothing  more.  Jaeshin's  nothing  to  her  now  anyway,  so  why  should  she  care?  Why  do  her  eyes  feel  like  they're  burning  as  soon  as  she  realizes  who  gave  Serin  those  marks?  It's  been  three  years.  She  doesn't  care.  Shouldn't.  She  shouldn't  be  wiping  her  eyes  so  fiercely,  finding  them  wet  with  every  swipe,  unable  to  tell  if  what  she  feels  is  sadness  or  anger.  Mostly  the  latter.  And  of  course,  it  just  had  to  be  Serin  that  follows  her  out.  Kind,  caring  leader  Serin.  Her  best  friend.  Her  sister.  The  girl  that  just  fucked  her  ex  boyfriend  and  expected  her  not  to  know.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ Don't ! ❞ㅤ Junha  all  but  growl  as  she  spins  around  to  face  her. ㅤ❝ Don't  you  dare  have  the  audacity  to  ask  me  what's  wrong! ❞ ㅤ Teeth  bite  down  on  the  inside  of  her  cheek,  one  last  attempt  to  bite  back  her  own  words  before  they  erupt. ㅤ❝ I  can  smell  him  on  you.  I  can  see  this — ❞ㅤ she  grabs  the  collar  of  Serin's  shirt,  pulling  just  enough  to  expose  the  marks  on  her  collarbone. ㅤ❝ Did  you  really  think  I  wouldn't  make  the  connection? ❞ㅤ There's  a  long  pause,  Junha's  mind  swimming  with  a  torrent  of  emotions.  What's  worse  is  that  she's  not  sure  who  she's  truly  angry  at,  or  why.  She  shouldn't  be  angry.  She  shouldn't  feel  anything  about  it  at  all. ㅤ❝ You  lied  about  it  all  just  being  a  game  with  you  two.  You  lied  about  just  being  friends.  And  I  want  to  hear  you  say  it  yourself. ❞

@crystaserin

[crystaserin]

There   is   no   way   Jae   told   Junha.   And   she   had   been   extra   careful   enough   to   not   show   anything   regarding   their   time   together.   It   seems   somehow,   the   news   broke,   at   least   just   with   Junha   and   she   feels   herself   panicking   at   the   thought   that   this   would   ruin   their   friendship,   after   so   many   hardships.   But   didn't   she   move   on?   Serin   had   seen   how   Juhna   behaved   with   Mr.   Namkyu,   even   with   Sei,   there   was   no   way   that   she   would   still   want   him.   Surely.   .   .she   would   understand.   The   exposed   skin   is   now   faced   with   shame   when   Junha   pulls   the   shirt   down,   to   reveal   the   marks   she   had   told   Jaeshin   to   not   leave   on   her   (   either   he   had   been   jealous   or   he   just   does   that,   it's   not   like   Serin   discourages   him   ).  

"Junni.   .   .please."   She   is   not   sure   what   she   is   begging   for   but   she   wants   to   reach   back   and   hold   her.   Serin   is   not   so   sure   that   would   be   a   good   idea   so   she   stands   there,   her   hand   moving   to   shift   the   shirt   back   to   cover   the   purple   marks,   almost   as   if   ashamed   of   herself.   "It   was   a   game!.   .   .at   first   it   was.   We   just   wanted   to   tease   everyone   for   even   thinking   about   it."   It   had   been   a   game.   It   was   meant   to   be   a   joke   for   everyone.   Jaeshin   had   been   with   her   when   Junha   left,   they   been   each   other's   landmark   when   they   were   lost   and   through   the   process,   they   just   became   better   friends.   She   is   not   sure   she   can   even   explain   herself   to   Junha   without   sound   like   she   is   making   excuses.   When   did   her   feelings   shifted   from   friendship   to   something   else?

  "It   just.   .   .happened."   It   sounds   so   stupid   ,   doesn't   it?   Tears   struggle   to   keep   themselves   on   her   eyes   as   she   breathes   through,   trying   to   gather   up   her   thoughts.   "Please.   I   didn't   meant   to   hurt   you.   I   would   never.   You   are   with   Mr.   Yi   and   it's   been   so   long   and   he   was   such   a   good   friend   to   me   when   you   were   gone.   .   ."   She   reaches   out   then,   hoping   that   years   of   friendship   and   sisterhood   will   be   triumph   over   this.   Even   if   its   her   own   fault.   "I'm   sorry."

[taeyn]

▐║  선태연  ┊  𝐇𝐄'𝐒  𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑  𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐃  𝐖𝐇𝐘  𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄  𝐈𝐒  𝐒𝐎  𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐓𝐄.  All  these  carefully  curated  images,  projections  of  what  the  fans  want  them  to  be.  Taeyeon  has  always  hated  that.  It  felt  like  being  in  Cheonggyesan  again,  having  to  play  the  part  of  his  father's  perfect  prince.  Why  anyone  would  willingly  live  that  way  is  beyond  him.  And  yet,  here  he  is,  wrapped  up  in  an  industry  where  everyone  is  like  that.  Maybe  it's  his  way  of  rebelling,  how  he  shows  too  much  to  the  wrong  people.  How  unabashedly  his  lips  press  against  her  wrist,  not  a  single  consideration  given  to  who  might  see.  All  he  cares  about  is  that  drumbeat  he  feels  burn  against  his  mouth,  her  skipping  pulse  that  grows  faster  the  longer  he  lingers  there  against  her  skin.  Can  she  really  blame  him  for  enjoying  himself  a  bit  too  much  when  this  is  how  she  reacts?

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ I  shouldn't  have  done  that, ❞ㅤ Tae  agrees  with  a  shake  of  his  head,  but  the  glimmer  in  his  eyes  and  the  undeniable  smirk  that  spreads  broadly  across  his  features  show  no  regret.  Even  after  he  pulls  away,  he  still  holds  her  wrist.  Gently,  his  thumb  brushes  over  the  tender  spot  his  lips  had  graced  with  a  touch  almost  obscenely  intimate.  His  eyes  flicker,  green  flecks  shining  as  he  looks  into  her  own,  as  if  daring  Serin, ㅤ❝ So  why  aren't  you  pulling  away? ❞

[crystaserin]

"You   are   way   too   cheeky.   It   will   get   you   in   trouble."   The   shake   of   her   head   is   giving   to   a   lost   cause   but   he   really   doesn't   seem   to   care   and   for   her   years   in   this   industry,   the   attitude   is   somehow   refreshing.   Though   she   hates   how   easy   it   is   to   get   her   to   react.   Eyes   shift   toward   the   hold   on   her   wrist,   still   pressing   on,   and   she   frowns,   he   really   is   playing   a   game   there   ,   uh?   It   feels   like   those   touches   she   had   seen   in   period   dramas,   where   a   man   would   touch   upon   a   woman'   s   wrist   as   if   it   was   the   most   intimate   act.

  Serin   now   realizes   why   they   do   it.   "I   was   here   first.   You   are   the   one   who   should   pull   away."   Its   the   stubborn   side   in   her,   and   perhaps   the   rather   childish   excuse   she   uses   to   keep   herself   in   that   state.   She   won't   admit   she   likes   the   feeling   of   his   touch,   or   how   her   body   seems   to   react   so   easily.   Has   it   truly   been   that   long   since   she   felt   that   kind   of   affection?   "You   don't   care   about   the   rumors,   uh?   Perhaps   that's   what   you   want.   "

[jaeshn]

▐║  ⏾  ┊  ❝  𝐈  𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓  𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐖𝐀𝐘  𝐇𝐄'𝐒  𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐀𝐓  𝐘𝐎𝐔.  ❞  And  he  knows  he  doesn't  have  a  right  to  say  that,  to  interfere  in  her  love  life  at  all.  Not  after  what  he  did.  It  was  cruel  of  him,  to  have  her  for  a  single  night  and  then  leave  her,  but  one  night  was  all  it  took  to  show  him  how  dangerous  this  has  become.  Serin  deserves  a  happy  life  with  a  man  who  can  give  her  everything  she  wants,  not  a  vampire  who  can't  even  bear  to  tell  her  what  he  really  is.  And  yet,  he  can't  stand  the  way  he  notices  the  eyes  of  other  men  follow  her,  what  he  hears  them  whisper  about  her,  the  way  he  can  feel  some  of  their  hearts  skip  at  the  sight  of  her.  How  many  of  them  have  good  intentions,  and  how  many  are  just  animals  excited  by  the  sight  of  something  they  think  they  can  have?

ㅤㅤㅤㅤIt's  her  choice  to  date  who  she  wants.  Sleep  with  who  she  wants,  whether  they're  decent  men  with  good  intentions  or  not.  But  he  just  can't  fucking  stand  the  thought  of  it.  They  could  hurt  her.  Use  her.  Break  her  heart  again.  It  sickens  him,  the  idea  that  she  might  be  spending  her  nights  in  the  hands  of  men  that  won't  cherish  her  how  she  deserves.  But  that's  the  more  chivalrous  part  of  him  that  thinks  that.  The  deeper,  more  selfish  part  of  him  is  angry  that  anyone  else  might  stand  a  chance  at  all,  and  he  will  never  be  able  to  call  her  his.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ Is  this  what  you  do  now?  Flirt  with  your  ex  and  pretend  that  he  didn't  hurt  you? ❞ㅤ Hypocritical  of  him  to  say,  he  knows,  but  it  leaves  him  before  he  can  hold  himself  back.  The  truth  is  he's  reaching  for  any  excuse  at  all  to  talk  her  down  and  coming  up  empty.  There's  no  reason  for  her  not  to  go  for  this  guy.  Not  if  she  really  wants  him.  And  really,  it  would  be  karma  for  Jaeshin  to  watch  it  happen  right  before  his  eyes,  how  he's  chased  her  into  another  man's  arms.  It  wouldn't  be  the  first  time  he's  done  so,  but  he's  not  sure  if  he  can  bear  to  watch  it  happen  again.  All  his  flimsy  arguments  fall  apart  so  quickly,  and  all  that's  left  is  the  obvious  truth  in  his  eyes  of  why  he's  all  but  pleading  with  her  now  not  to  leave  the  party  with  Yuhwan  —  the  fear  that  she'll  fall  for  her  ex-boyfriend  all  over  again,  and  Jaeshin  will  be  swiftly  forgotten. ㅤ❝ Don't  go  with  him.  Please.  Just  let  me  drive  you  home. ❞

@crystaserin

[crystaserin]

It's   easy   to   just   fall   by   the   order   of   old   habits.   Yuhwan   was   perhaps   the   one   ex   that   had   hurt   her   but   he   had   also   been   the   one   whose   relationship   had   marked   her   youth.   Crossing   paths   with   him   is   easy   because   of   the   industry   they   live   in   and   they   fall   into   the   habit   of   talking.   He   doesn't   seem   to   have   anyone   around   him   and   while   she   noticed   Jaeshin   across   the   room   looking   at   them,   she   also   remembers   his   words.   He   had   been   clear   that   they   cannot   be   together   and   that   he   doesn't   want   her.   Even   after   the   night   they   spent   together,   even   after   he   made   her   feel   like   she   was   on   fire,   he   had   refused   her   enough   for   her   to   consider   Yuhwan   again.   He   doesn't   say   he   won't   hurt   her   again,   or   go   with   someone   else,   but   she   reads   his   queues   because   they   are   familiar.   The   brush   of   a   hand   on   her   waist,   the   way   he   leaned   in   to   whisper   back   through   the   noise   and   shift   her   hair   from   her   shoulder.   When   she   is   finally   on   her   own,   a   quick   break,   it's   when   she   crosses   paths   with   Jae   again.  

"I   don't   pretend.   I   know   he   did.   But   at   least   he   is   honest   about   it."   Serin   breathes   back,   the   words   hurt   her   more   than   they   should,   and   his   presence   affects   her   more   than   she   wants   it.   She   thought   that   distance   would   make   her   forget   about   it   but   it   seems   it   hasn't.   "You   said   I   should   not   seek   you   out.   Go   out   with   someone.   That's   what   I'm   doing."   And   Yuhwan   is   familiar.   Because   dating   seems   to   be   failing   her   and   she   prefers   the   familiarity.   His   plea   hits   her   more   than   it   should,   eyes   scanning   over   the   floor   to   where   she   sees   Yuhwan   casually   checking   his   phone,   maybe   checking   a   hotel   room.   The   dorms   and   apartments   weren't   really   safe,   and   she   is   certain   he   is   thinking   she   will   go   with   him.

  If   Jaeshin   hadn't   shown   up,   perhaps   she   would   had.   She   fell   back   to   old   habits   when   Junha   left,   and   it   seems   this   is   the   rock   she   falls   on,   as   hurtful   as   the   rock   is.   "I   can't.   .   .I   don't   want   you   to   drive   me   home   because   I   know   I   would   want   more.   I   know   I   will   ask   you   to   go   upstairs   with   me."   And   she   knows   she   will   plea   with   him   like   she   did   the   other   night.   She   wants   him   so   much   it   hurts   inside.   "And   you   don't   want   me."

[crystaserin]

@taeyn asked: [ wrist ] a tender kiss on the inside of the partner's wrist

He   has   been   nothing   but   a   flirt   the   moment   they   had   met.   Often   teasing   her,   both   equally   as   a   jab   and   a   flirt,   mastering   that   type   of   chemistry   and   dynamic   after   a   few   moments.   And   he   should   be   aware   that   Idols   should   be   careful   with   how   they   work,   who   they   see   and   talk,   so   his   actions   are   what   baffle   her.   When   he   raises   her   hand   and   brings   it   toward   his   lips,   and   she   senses   the   flashes   of   unknown   cameras   around   them.

  Serin   cannot   help   her   pulse   raise   ,   heart   beating   harder   against   her   chest   as   he   kisses   the   inside   of   her   wrist.   Lips   seem   to   linger   on   the   skin   there,   leaving   a   warm   imprint   that   lasts   longer   than   it   should.   "What   do   you   think   you   are   doing?"   Serin   asks,   once   her   voice   returns   to   her   and   she   almost   scoffs   at   the   smirk   he   will   likely   sport   after   getting   a   reaction   out   of   her.   "You   shouldn't   have   done   that."

[jaeshn]

▐║  ⏾  ┊  𝐇𝐄𝐑  𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍  𝐈𝐒  𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃  𝐁𝐘  𝐀  𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇  𝐀𝐓  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐑  𝐎𝐅  𝐇𝐈𝐒  𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐇,  the  slightest  pull  into  an  expression  that  cannot  quite  be  called  a  smile  nor  a  smirk.  Darkened  eyes  match  the  intentions  of  that  treacherous  curve  of  lips,  pleased  by  what  he  hears,  ravenous  at  the  imagery  she  crafts  in  his  head,  and  hardly  able  to  be  contained.  Teeth  graze  against  the  skin  of  her  neck,  avoidant  of  their  sharpest  peaks,  adding  to  the  painted  shades  of  red  and  violet  that  spread  across  Serin's  neck  and  collarbone  from  the  claiming  marks  of  his  mouth.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ Everywhere, ❞ㅤ Jaeshin  repeats;  not  a  question  that  he  needs  answered  a  second  time,  and  far  too  urgent  to  be  a  tease.  More  like  a  declaration.  His  eyes,  drawn  to  Serin's,  linger  with  an  intensity  sharp  enough  to  pierce  through  her  as  his  lips  hover  over  her  own,  feeling  every  shifting,  strained  breath  shared  between  them.  He  lets  her  guide  his  hand  until  it  glides  over  lace,  down  until  he  can  feel  the  dampened  shape  of  her  mound  between  her  thighs.  It's  enough  to  make  his  mouth  go  dry,  lips  tightening,  wetting  them  with  his  tongue  as  he  lets  his  forehead  rest  against  her  own.  The  muscles  of  his  hand  squeeze  ever  so  slightly,  cupping  palm  massaging  against  her  outer  folds.  And  then,  the  pressure  of  his  middle  finger,  pushing  harshly  against  the  fabric  until  it  slips  between  them,  stroking  just  beyond  the  boundary  of  her  slit.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤShe  has  no  idea  how  deadly  her  request  is,  he  thinks  to  himself,  because  he  has  every  intention  to  see  it  fulfilled. ㅤ❝ Be  careful  what  you  ask  for, ❞ㅤ he  warns  her,  his  hand  retreating,  but  only  enough  to  find  the  top  of  her  panties  and  work  his  way  inside  them.  With  nothing  left  between  his  limb  and  her  cunt,  he  invades  further,  his  ring  finger  joining  the  middle  as  they  rub  vertically  between  her  folds,  letting  her  warmth  engulf  them. ㅤ❝ You're  already  dripping,  and  I've  barely  even  touched  you. ❞ㅤ Jaeshin's  grin  takes  a  more  solid  shape,  his  lips  brushing  against  her  own.  He  can  feel  her  heat,  her  arousal,  the  slickness  that  grows  with  every  well-placed  stroke  and  forms  dripping  streams  down  his  digits.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ Stay  right  here,  just  like  this.  Don't  you  dare  move, ❞ㅤ Jaeshin  demands;  not  because  he  needs  her  to,  but  only  to  see  if  she  will  obey.  Intrusive  digits  change  their  pattern,  moving  in  circular  motions  when  he  feels  her  clit  begin  to  swell  and  reveal  itself  for  his  touch.  A  third  finger  joins,  spreading  her  folds  wide  as  his  pace  and  pressure  both  increase,  the  dull  sounds  of  slick  friction  drawing  a  rumble  from  Jaeshin's  throat. ㅤ❝ When's  the  last  time  someone  touched  you  like  this? ❞ㅤ His  lips  press  against  the  corner  of  Serin's  mouth,  voice  low  and  gravelled,  all  the  while  his  fingers  broaden  their  motions,  every  downward  stroke  deviously  teasing  her  entrance. ㅤ❝ I  know  what  you  want,  Serin.  Ask  me  for  them. ❞

[crystaserin]

Serin’s   back   arched   off   the   wall,   a   sharp   gasp   ripped   from   her   throat   as   Jaeshin’s   fingers   found   their   mark.   The   gentle,   textured   lace   of   her   panties   was   a   feeble   barrier,   and   she   felt   the   exact   moment   his   middle   finger   pushed   through,   the   blunt   pressure   of   his   touch   against   her   swollen   flesh   sending   a   lightning   bolt   of   need   straight   to   her   core.   His   lips   were   at   her   neck,   teeth   grazing,   and   the   soft   whines   from   her   lips   can   barely   be   contained   in   that   moment.   Her   hips   jerked,   seeking   more   contact,   but   his   other   hand   tightened   on   her   waist,   pinning   her.   Her   mind   was   a   white-hot   haze   of   want.   The   pad   of   his   middle   finger   circled   her   clit,   a   maddening,   perfect   pressure   that   made   her   toes   curl   in   her   shoes.   “Jaeshin,”   she   pleaded,   her   voice   ragged.“A   long   time,”   But   she   does   not   want   to   think   of   her   exes   in   this   moment,   fingers   grasping   on   his   clothes,   seeking   more   contact,   as   if   to   signal   him   she   wanted   more   but   he   seemed   intent   on   torturing   her,   making   her   a   mess   right   in   front   of   him.

“Your   fingers,”   she   gasped.   “Inside.   Please.”   The   wet,   filthy   sound   of   it   filled   the   air.   Her   inner   muscles   clung   as   if   trying   to   pull   him   deeper   with   each   withdrawal   and   teasing   touch.   She   needed   to   touch   him,   needed   to   give   back   some   of   this   devastating   pleasure.   Her   fingers   trembled,   clumsy   with   urgency.   Finally   freeing   the   buckle,   her   hands   diving   past   the   waistband   of   his   trousers.   She   found   him,   hard   and   hot   and   straining   against   the   confines   of   his   briefs.   She   wrapped   her   hand   around   his   length,   her   thumb   swiping   over   the   leaking   head.   Her   vision   swam,   her   legs   buckled,   and   only   his   body   pinning   her   to   the   wall   kept   her   upright.   But   her   touch   began   to   match   the   tease.   He   did   asked   for   her   thoughts   and   fantasies   after   all.   So   she   lets   him   in.

  “And   then   you,   your   cock.   I   thought   about   it.   Deep   enough   I   feel   it   in   the   morning,   Jae.”   An   ache   inside   is   felt   at   the   emptiness   and   she   wants   more,   her   body   shifting   from   the   wall   trying   to   arch   into   his   touch.   “God,   Jae.   .   .your   mouth   too.   And   I   would   do   the   same   to   you,   because   I'm   a   good   girl,   yes?   I   would   do   it   for   you.”   Her   lips   reach   for   his   own,   mess   of   hot   breath   against   hot   breath   until   her   mouth   captures   his   own   in   a   lazy   kiss,   teeth   pulling   on   his   lower   lip,   sucking   it   slightly.   "Please   give   me   everything."

[crystaserin]

were ral the vampires at ready to taste her premium blood.

[crystaserin]

jae: we can't be together serin: ok then jae: no hold on-

[poohsources]

🐝  *  ―  𝑫𝑰𝑭𝑭𝑬𝑹𝑬𝑵𝑻 𝑾𝑨𝒀𝑺 𝑻𝑶 𝑲𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑺𝑶𝑴𝑬𝑶𝑵𝑬.

[ peck ] a quick, light kiss on the partner's lips or cheek [ french ] a deep, passionate kiss with the use of tongue [ forehead ] a gentle kiss on the partner's forehead, conveying care and affection [ spiderman ] an upside-down kiss, just like in the movie [ mistletoe ] a playful or romantic kiss under a mistletoe [ hand ] a chivalrous kiss on the back of the partner's hand [ lingering ] a long, slow kiss filled with emotion and desire [ neck ] a kiss or gentle sucking on the partner's neck [ nape ] a kiss placed at the nape of the partner's neck [ teasing ] a light brushing of lips against a partner's skin without fully kissing [ earlobe ] a light nibble on the partner's earlobe [ tango dip ] a kiss shared while one partner is dipped backward [ celebration ] a joyful and exuberant kiss to celebrate an achievement or milestone [ stolen ] a quick, stealthy, and impromptu kiss snatched in secret [ bite ] a playful kiss that involves some light biting [ goodbye ] a heartfelt kiss when parting, showing affection and fondness [ rain ] a romantic kiss in the rain [ scars ] a gentle kiss on the partner's scar(s) [ injury ] a careful kiss on a partner's wound to make it all better [ wedding ] a romantic kiss shared during a wedding ceremony [ comfort ] a tender kiss to provide comfort or reassurance [ sunset ] a kiss shared during sunset, often romantic and serene [ butterfly ] a light fluttering of eyelashes against the partner's skin [ seductive ] a deep, slow, and deliberately intense kiss filled with passion and desire [ shoulder ] a tender kiss on the partner's shoulder [ knuckles ] a kiss on each individual knuckle of the partner [ slow motion ] a kiss in slow motion, accentuating every moment and sensation [ reunion ] a longing kiss shared after being apart for a while [ passionate ] an intense and fiery kiss, expressing raw desire and strong emotion [ underwater ] a kiss shared while submerged in water [ wrist ] a tender kiss on the inside of the partner's wrist [ wake up ] a loving kiss to wake the partner up [ apology ] a kiss offered as a way to apologize or make amends [ hummingbird ] a series of light, rapid, and fluttery kisses on a small area [ trail ] a trail of kisses along the partner's jawline or collarbone [ blowing ] a kiss in the air and send of the gesture towards the partner [ surprise ] a sudden kiss to catch the partner off guard [ hickey ] a kiss that's supposed to leave a mark on the partner's skin [ single lip ] a sucking or nibbling of one of the partner's lips [ nose ] an affectionate gesture where partners rub their noses together

[maxmcyfield]

LISA as Mook in The White Lotus Season 3 Episode 5 ('Full-Moon Party')