( ππππ¦ππ’ππ ) x secret girlfriend sub reader smut (filthyy) , nsfw MDNI , wlw , really meannn dom wonyoung, breast play , fingering, rough edging , teasing (lots) , degradation , use of names
wonyoung gets jealous during the girls sleepover so she risks it all to teach you a mean lesson.
wonyoung had gone still for over twenty minutes. shes been watching you and liz from a distance. and she does not like what she sees.
liz pats the concealer under your eyes with a giggle. you look at liz expectantly. "how is it? " liz gives back a toothy smile. "perfect, you look soo pretty like this y/nnie! " she squeals, tucking your hair behind your ear to prevent from messing up your make up.
gaeul nudges wonyoung from the side. "you okay?" wonyoung returns back a smile, "mhm." nevertheless, shes sitting tight lipped, huffing snd sulking among herself, scowling whenever liz comes too near you. anybody could tell she was blown away furious, but everybody was busy. you too apparently, and wonyoung was gritting her teeth with too much force.
no one here knows you like girls. no one here knows wonyoung like girls. no one knows wonyoung and you like each other. so wonyoung has to suppress herself, act indifferent and pretend you're all just friends while her mind spirals into planning ways to make you regret this.
because how could you be so close with another girl, with liz? gosh, your girlfriend is right here!
she has got to teach you a lesson.
after all the make up, snacks, tv serial marathon and pajama swaps you realise the forgotten make up on your face. you look around, seeing everyone winding up, ready to sleep. "aaβ I'm just going to the washroom to remove my makeup. "
wonyoung and liz look at you from across the room. liz opens her mouth "I'll help yβ" "I'll go with her. " wonyoung cuts off, already grabbing the garnier bottle, wipes and cotton pads out her purse. liz shrugs it off with an unbothered smile, turning to yujin instead.
you don't even think about it, already walking towards the washroom. footsteps follow from behind you. as soon as you enter the washroom, wonyoung closes the door for you both. you're still ever so oblivious, turning around to hop on the bathroom counter. wonyoung stares at you as you grab the headband from her arms and put it on. "liz did my makeup well, no? "
wonyoung scoffs, tossing the items in her hands over the counter. you flinch with a squeak at the act, ever so surprised.
your girlfriend walks slowly towards you. the arms resting at her side navigate your ankles as she tugs on them, pulling you towards the edge of the counter, crashing onto her. your hands immediately settle on her shoulders. "wonyoung? "
"do you know how fucking annoying it is to watch liz all over you? " wonyoung cocks a brow up, her short fingernails grazing your calves as her hand advances higher up your leg. "hm? "
you gulp nervously, well aware of how wonyoung gets when she's jealous. "baby, she was just doing my makeup," you breath out, arms trailing lower to grip her upper arm. wonyoung chuckles, "bullshit."
her arm has now slid under your cotton shorts, drawing circles on your inner thighs. your legs close involuntary, sandwiching her palm between but she out strengthens you. "dont fucking close your legs. "
your wide eyes blink at her stern ones, "sorry, " wonyoung pinches your inner thigh as you muffle the noise threatening escape your lips at the sting. she cocks her head towards your shirt. "take it off. "
you eyes widen, but you get to work when she looks at you with the same unwavering hard stare. your fingers find the hem of your top as you lift it over your head and off. wonyoungs eyes immediately fall to your chest adorned with a white bra. "take," she looks up at you, "it off. "
"geez, " you murmur, sliding your bra off. the cool air hits your now exposed skin immediately. you wince at the sensation, feeling your sensitive nipples harden.
wonyoung groans in her mouth, her fingers digging into the soft flesh of your inner thighs as she tugs the fabric of your shorts too. you immediately shimmy the shorts off. you hook your fingers against the waistband of your cotton panties but wonyoung grabs your wrist, moving it away. "keep that on." she whispers.
she spreads your legs apart with her palm, as spread as she could get you. the smallest tiny wet patch on your underwear gets wonyoung smiling as she pokes her finger at it.
you suck in a breath, clearly overwhelmed under her piercing gaze. you were naked, undies excluded and she was fully clothed, gaze zeroing on your crotch. you could already tell she was coming up with her wicked ways to wreck you.
she pulls her finger away and you whine. to which she shoots you a sharp glare. "hop off and turn around. "
you release the lip you had been biting before hopping yourself off the counter. you turned around unsure, now looking into the bathroom mirror at your naked form. you could see wonyoung coming closer towards you from the reflection.
her hands found your hips, pushing you back towards the counter until the front of your crotch bumped against the marble. you gulped when wonyoung hooked her chin onto your shoulder, looking you through the mirror. "you've been so bad. and bad girls don't get what they want, I'll show you. "
her hands from your hips travelled upwards until they reached your tits. she cupped your breasts immediately, thumb brushing against your nipples tortuously featherlight. enough for you to feel your knees buckle and lean against her for support. "wony.. please"
wonyoung chuckled at that. her fingers pinch the stuff peak of your nipples, before rolling them in her fingers. you immediately shake at the feeling, biting your lip to stay quiet. wonyoung staring at you naked through the mirror only adds to it.
her index finger comes out to flick your nipples as you moan, biting down your lip hard enough to draw blood. "wonyhβ mm, " she looks into your eyes through the mirror, "look at you hm? rubbing your thighs and moaning into me. "
both her palms grip your breasts, squeezing them closer together as she flicks and pulls on your nipples with one hand, the other trailing lower. "wonyβ fuck! please... "
"you think liz could do this? " she growls into your ears. you shake your head into an evident no, eyes glossy. "no, no, never, "
"you think liz could have you like this? make you watch yourself, hm? so you could see the pathetic fool you are? looking for release like a dog in heat? " her fingers pull your underwear waistband with too much force, enough so you feel the fabric digging into your cunt. you huff, voice breaking "no! wony! don't tease, I.. I can't, "
wonyoung let's go of your tits, watching them jiggle before she slaps the right one immediately. you moan loud, knees turning jelly, thighs going left and right from the way you've been clenching around the panties digging into your painful cunt. "pl, please.. "
she tugs the fabric of your panties further, to the extent where you jerk forwards. the fabric painfully stretches into your pussy lips as you moan loudly, back arching against wonyoungs front. "fuck! ngh! "
wonyoung finally let's go off your panties as the band snaps back in place and you wince at the sting. her hand curls around the back of your neck as she bends you over. your tits meet the cold tile first and your cheek presses next.
a loud spank bounces off the washroom walls as you whine. "be quiet now, or are you trying to give liz a show? " she snarls, massaging your ass to relieve the sting despite her fury. "no.. " you respond weakly but your ass wiggles back into her palm, wanting more.
"pathetic, " she barks out a short laugh. but you're far too gone to care. she can laugh all she wants, you're exactly where you want to be.
her fingers hook into your underwear, pulling it off you and downwards torturously slow. she yanks it off and tosses it onto the counter. the flimsy fabric lands beside you. you take a look to see the fabric drenched in your slick.
"fuck" wonyoung groans. her middle finger comes in contact with your hole as you feel a wave of relief wash over you. the fresh tears are evident, sliding down your face onto the marble. "wony... "
"you're so wet," she exclaims, her finger sliding easily against your slick pussy. she finds your clit and gives it a few flicks as you shake helplessly under her, waves of pleasure shooting up your body.
wonyoung adds another finger as they move against your clit, rubbing you in circles as you move your ass against her, chasing the feeling. with whatever strength you have, you lift your head upwards to see wonyoungs brows furrowed, her bottom lip caged in her teeth with her gaze glued to your pussy. her right arms disappears between your ass. one harsh rub has you burying your head into the marble again with your whimpers muffled out.
"so wet for me, always, you're always wet, just waiting to be fucked, " wonyoung growls, her other hand spanking you ass sharp. you moan that instant, back arching off the cold surface. "look at you, " she snickers, "wagging your tail to be fucked."
spank! "whore." spank! "liz is not fucking you like this on her fingers like this." spank! "liz won't treat you like the slut you are." spank!
"who's fingers are you being fucked on?" wonyoung nibbles your ears. you huff and puff, trying to get the words out between broken grunts. wonyoung tilts her head, pinching your clit hard, "say it."
"fuck! fuck! fuck it'sβ you! fuck I'm being fucked on your fingers wony, mmphβ aha! fuck... "
wonyoungs hand leaves your red ass, gripping your hair instead. she yanks your head upwards to meet her eyes through the reflection. "look at me when I fuck you."
you nod, settling your weight on your elbows as you prop yourself on the marble. wonyoungs two fingers enter your pulsing hole. finally feeling yourself filled up, you cry out of pleasure. wonyoung moves her fingers in and out of you with a speedy pace. whispering you humiliating dirty back handed praises into your ears as she maintains eye contact with you through the mirror.
the loud squelching noises echo through the bathroom walls as you feel yourself clenching around her digits. your words break off and you're blabbering mindlessly into the air. your hairs tousled and mascara running down you face but you don't care because only wonyoung could have your eyes rolled back and mouth hung open stupid like this, and you were grateful. wonyoung could tell you were close.
so fucking close. but just like that, she pulls her fingers out. the grip around your hair is gone.
"huh? " you look over your shoulder to see wonyoung moving back to lean against the bathroom door. "told you baby, bad girls don't get what they want, bad girls don't get to cum."
your eyes turn wide as you straighten up and whip your head towards her. "no! I mean, wony I was so close! fuck, please. "
wonyoung swirls her slick covered fingers in her mouth. "go ask liz maybe. "
"wony!" you whine but she's already walking out. just sooo fucking mean.