What part of writing that make you think "yep this person never have sex before" when you read other smut? For example,for me its when they use "sound effects" in sex like "plok!"
And how do you translate the sex scenes you have on mind to your writing to make it compelling? THANKS A LOT
Honestly I don't think I've read a lot of smut that kinda takes me out of it because the writer's lack of experience. I mean I remember like two from Wattpad from a long time ago, it was also very badly written story as a whole so the problem isn't just the smut part. Also the thing is, IRL sex is not really that compelling, for me I tend to remember more of the build up rather than the act itself. I think to make a compelling smut scene you need to create some build up, or if you want something very steamy you should just exaggerate some things like the dirty talks. Honestly I'm also still figuring it out myself, there's a lot for me to learn as well.
Reflections I: Acceptance (NSFW) FT Karina, Jihyo, Sakura, Moon Sua
Operator’s Notes: "I'm an Otaku bestie" Is it really a Le Sserafim comeback if this page is not releasing a story about Sakura? The goal these pieces is to hype up Authors the operator is currently really enjoying. Also note the Daigo featured in this story is not the same Daigo featured in the Cowboys and ninjas storylines.
As the anniversary of this page approaches its a time of introspection and Change as the operator begins to under who he is, and what he stands for. This semi Anthology will be smut heavy.
Monomainia FT Sakura Miyawaki
"To know others is to know oneself" is something many people don't seem to know or understand, and I get it. I am in a weird spot in that in searching to understand myself, I found the secret to understanding others.
I waltzed into the hotel elevator with an anxious calm that seemed to follow me everywhere I went. the presence of eyes, both seen and unseen made me feel like I had to perform. I had to be "on" but one day I could be off, and hopefully that day would come soon. The elevator dings and spits me out.
I begin walking to my room. the bizarre carpet pattern peculiarly scratches my brain. it's familiar but alien. A link fence of Hexagonal shapes that seems to resemble something in my mind but I can't place it. The color is midnight blue, surrounded by a lighter sky blue, with hard black lines shaping more Hexagons in a greater pattern. It is almost reminiscent of a game board, regardless of when I reach my room. As I enter a young lady is exiting her room. She has dark hair and a smaller stature but her face is remarkably stunning. Her face looks soft like cotton or silk. She walked past with a focused, guarded, and stern face, but when she made eye contact with me her expression became soft and open. She smiles as if knowing she had me under her spell.
"Hello there," she says with an adorable accent
"what's your name?" she asks
"Oh um, Daigo is short for...that's not important what's yours?"
The young woman smirked and said, "Smooth. My name is Sakura." Her plump lips began to curl further into a mischievous smile as she looked at me. She notices the scar across my nose and says,
"that looks bad what happened." I give her a confused look forgetting that I have a gash on my face. when I remember I respond,
"Oh fencing incident." Sakura looks at me interested.
"Oh that's so cool." she blushes and then realizes what she said,
"I mean your fencing, not the scar, although I like it. It makes you look tough and cool," she says with a smile. I smile back and say,
"Really? Thanks." after that, we stand and stare at each other awkwardly, and then I say, "Well it was nice meeting you Sakura. I am going to turn in for the night. You are welcome to join me." Sakura smiles brightly as she says,
"I'd love to but I have a dinner to attend...wait can I ask you a favor?" Sakura says.
I tilt my head and say, "Tell me and I'll consider it."
Sakura smiles, "If I got you a suit, would you be willing to join me on this dinner as a plus one?" I look at her she seems sincere, and she's also very stunning. I consider my options and then say, "Sure."
Sakura smiles and grabs my arm. “Great!” she exclaims, dragging me along with her. As she leads me, I feel like a passenger in my own body, noticing little details about her that make my heart flutter. The way her eyes crinkle when she smiles, the way she waddles when she runs because she’s excited—everything about her seemed designed to be as endearing as possible, and I had to admit, it was working on me.
We get into the car with her driver, and Sakura, with a mischievous smile, settles onto my lap in the back seat. She nestles in close, sighing contentedly. “You’re warm,” she murmurs as she presses her cheek against my chest, then adds with a delighted tone, “And you smell nice.”
I laugh softly, and she looks up at me with the cutest pout. “What’s so funny?” she asks, her eyes wide with curiosity.
Still smiling, I reply, “If you keep this up, I might have to make this relationship a more intimate and long-term one.”
Sakura grins and retorts playfully, “Excuse me, Mister Daigo, but don’t get ahead of yourself. I need to evaluate you just as much as you probably need to evaluate me.”
I nod, my smile widening. “Works for me.”
The car stops in front of a suit shop, and Sakura’s expression shifts to something more serious. “You have 30 minutes to come up with something,” she says with a hint of intimidation before breaking into an encouraging smile. “You got this!”
As I step inside the shop, my plan comes together quickly. Sakura’s wearing a white dress with black accents, so I decide on an off-white suit paired with a black shirt accented by a silvery floral pattern. I race through the store, piecing the outfit together—a cream jacket, matching slacks, and a black shirt with silver accents. For the shoes, I chose white sneakers accented with Caribbean Green, adding a pop of color.
The final touch is the accessories. I opt for silver cufflinks, a watch, and a ring with a Caribbean green stone. To tie it all together, I pick a tie that matches the green from the shoes. As I check out, I glance at my phone and breathe a sigh of relief—7 minutes to spare.
Sakura’s eyes light up when she sees me. “Get changed. I want to see how you look.”
I quickly change, and when I step out, her smile is all the affirmation I need. “Hm, I like it. You look good,” she asserts. I smile back, feeling a surge of confidence as we ride the rest of the way together.
We arrive at the venue, where the air is aromatic but stagnant. The atmosphere inside is thick with various appetites—some more subtle than others. I follow Sakura’s lead, her arm brushing against mine, and an electric jolt of arousal courses through me. I glance at her, feeling confused and slightly dizzy, but she just smiles innocently. Maybe I imagined it.
Seeing my expression, she leans in close, wrapping her arms around mine. Her lips brush my ear as she whispers, “You’re doing so well. Mommy might have to reward you later.” To emphasize her point, she teases my ear with a cautious lick. I take a moment to recover, and when I do, she smiles knowingly and asks, “Did you like it?”
I nod, still reeling from the sensation, as we move further into the venue. Sakura clings to me like a lifeline, her presence both comforting and grounding in this sea of unfamiliar faces.
As I scan the crowd, I notice patterns. The men are dressed almost uniformly in black suit jackets, white shirts, black pants, and black loafers, with white watches and ties that barely introduce any color—mostly reds, blues, and blacks. The women’s attire is similarly monochromatic, with black or white dresses accented by a single color piece or contrasting accessory. All eyes are drawn to Sakura and me as we enter. I catch those gazes—most of them bland and devoid of spark, but a few dripping with disgust and contempt.
Sakura, blissfully unaware of the undercurrents around us, led me to our seats with a smile. As we settled in, two women took their places across the table. One had a stern face and a cold gaze, while the other exuded warmth, almost maternal in her demeanor. The warmer of the two leaned forward with a smile.
"Oh, Sakura, who's this vibrant little peacock you've brought along?"
I glanced at Sakura, catching a fleeting microexpression of annoyance—so brief I almost doubted I saw it. But it was there, a tiny crack in her perfect composure.
"This is Daigo, my plus one for tonight," she replied, her tone smooth but with a hint of steel beneath the surface.
The two women turned to me, offering polite greetings, which I returned just as politely.
"So, Daigo," the colder one, Irene, said with a sharp edge to her voice, "tell us about yourself. It’s not every day Sakura brings someone so... unique."
Sakura’s posture subtly shifted, becoming more guarded, her fingers gripping my arm a bit tighter as if to anchor herself. She cut in before I could respond, "Irene, he’s a little shy, so don’t take it personally if he’s not much of a talker."
I could see that Sakura wasn’t in the mood to do all the social lifting tonight, so I decided to step up.
"I write comics, and screenplays, and I’ve worked on a few games here and there," I said. Their surprise was evident, and I felt Sakura’s grip tighten further, sending that familiar, electrifying sensation surging through me, stronger than before. It hit me so hard that I had to excuse myself to regain my composure.
In the bathroom, I caught sight of a shadow in the mirror, shifting and morphing until it solidified into the form of a man—purple-skinned, with horns, dressed in a red suit jacket, white tie, and black shirt. His eyes met mine, filled with a mix of apprehension and curiosity.
"You’re new around here," he stated, his voice carrying a weight that hung in the air.
I turned to face him directly, but the reflection showed no one behind me.
"Apologies for the confusion," he continued. "I can’t interact with the regular world, thanks to a little self-imposed exile. The name’s Asmodeus. And you are?"
I turned back to the mirror, meeting his gaze. "Nobody," I replied.
"Fair enough. Never trust a demon, after all," Asmodeus said with a knowing smirk. "Yet, you’re different from the rest of them out there. You don’t carry the scent of pining or self-loathing, but something more... potent. Desperation and rage. What’s your story?"
I shrugged, nonchalant. "Sakura brought me here, and she’s pretty captivating."
Asmodeus chuckled, the sound low and almost menacing. "Ah, a joker. Interesting. But let me be clear—I’m the Guardian of this community. If you’re planning to cause trouble, I’d advise against it."
I sighed, feigning exasperation. "Oh, so I’m not part of the community now?"
His eyes narrowed, the air around us thickening. "No, you’re not, and you never will be. You’re an... anomaly."
I couldn’t help but laugh, enjoying the way his calm demeanor cracked. "What is it then? Because I’m Black? No, maybe it’s because I’m American... or could it be—"
He cut me off, his tone sharper now. "It’s because you don’t follow the rules. You spit on tradition and treat this like a game."
"It’s not a game," I replied, my voice dropping to a serious tone. "But it is a competition. Just not with them out there. I’m competing with the man in the mirror."
Asmodeus looked momentarily confused before realization dawned on him. "Ah, yourself."
He laughed again, a sound that sent a chill down my spine. "Well then, Mr. Nobody, I’ll be watching you."
Just then, the door opened, and another person walked in. They froze, their eyes locking onto me—not the demon in the mirror. That confirmed what I’d suspected—I was the only one who could see Asmodeus. The young man leaves hurriedly and I ask Asmodeus,
"Question why is it that I can see you and others can't?"
Asmodeus smiles, "Well I have two theories. One you are a surprisingly strong mage. Or it could be the old fallen angel magic in that those who wish harm to the ones I am guarding. Or it could be something completely different." before the demon man could finish I felt hands grab me and throw me out of the restroom. being out of it for a moment I recovered then shifted my weight. I snapped my fingers and switched to my battle mage armor.
"I knew it. You're Daigovaldo the mage with the stupid names for everything." I sighed as I got up to face the obstacle. He was an unremarkable young man with no real discerning features.
"Who are you...you know what it doesn't matter. I am going to call you Jon, and if you want a fight Jon I will give you one, but keep in mind I don't fight fair." I reply. Jon smiles as he runs up to me. I dodge his first punch before going in to grapple his waist. He backs up a bit too slowly giving me time to switch tactics as I go to trip him. he falls forward onto his face I grab him and suplex him behind me. the floor beneath us cracks, as I look back. Jon's body lay on the floor crumpled. I sigh and then stretch out my left shoulder. I snap my fingers and go back to my suit. thankfully it was still clean.
I walk back to Sakura who smiles when she sees me.
"What kept you?" she asks.
"Um a demon man, and a fight with some random, but don't worry it's handled."
"Great Dinner is about to start and it would be a shame if I didn't have my arm candy present."
I scoff at Sakura's words. "Only Arm candy? Pfft! I'll have you know missy that I am an 8th-level Imagin mage." Sakura smiles at my little brag.
Sakura smiled then whispered, "Not now baby, Mommy needs you to behave. If you do good tonight Mommy promises to treat you right tonight"
I roll my eyes then say, "You're lucky you're so hot. Otherwise."
"Otherwise what baby? you would have stayed in that hotel, not having the time of your life?" I was about to make a snarky remark when Sakura said, "Please be a good boy mommy will treat you right." My brain shuts down for a moment then I sit and smile at her. Irene coughs and we are taken out of our little world.
"Are you two done flirting?" she questions. her plus-one smacks her.
"Babe stop," Izzy said to us. We then to them slightly dazed.
“That scar on your nose is so interesting How did you get it?” Izzy asked uncomfortably.
“Fencing incident,” I reply calmly.
"oh! That's Interesting, usually, fencers wear a bunch of gear, and even then still use blunted weapons. so what were you doing getting such a deep gash? I don't know much about cuts and scrapes but that looks like it hit bone." Izzy said looking at me with a peculiar look.
"Well, what can I say? I was young and dumb and doing actual sabers for once seemed like a good idea, I knew I should have stuck to knives, hatchets, and hammers." I explained.
"You are most peculiar," Irene says.
I nod and say, "It's kinda intentional. I mean why be like everyone else? you are all so much better at it than I am."
I noticed out of the corner of my eye that Sakura was smiling.
After the Party
Sakura and I get back to the hotel. she can barely keep her hands off of me, and honestly, I feel the same. While we got in the car very chaste and relaxed it quickly heated as she began to grind her hips into my crotch. Our eyes locked and the spark was lit a blaze. she brought me in for a fiery kiss that was not chaste at all.
I felt her tongue poke into mine and she very demandingly put my hands on her breasts. Not that I was complaining the perkiness combined with the passion of the kiss was a delightful experience overall would recommend it, but that was not enough for Sakura. She smiled as she broke the kiss but it wasn't a happy smile it was the smile of a predator who found its next meal. she brought me in for another kiss as she began to straddle my lap.
"God this suit you picked is so nice plus the shoes and the jewelry. Amazing touch," she said before diving in for another hungry kiss. feeling bold I had my tongue explore her mouth this time, and I felt her moan. when she broke the kiss. she looked at me with hungry eyes before taking off her dress. She wore sexy lace lingerie that contrasted her pale figure.
“Fuck me like you own me, babe,” Sakura demands and I lose all self-control. I slip out of my clothes and align my cock with her unshaven glistening pussy. She looks at me with two pools of lust she calls eyes. I plunge into her claiming her for myself. She moans as I bottom out inside of her. “Oh fuck,” she moans before I stop thrusting her insides greet and accept me like an old friend. As I thrust in and out of her she moans like crazy,
“Fuck you are gonna drive me crazy with that cock you know?” Sakura said as her gaze was locked on mine I thrust into her pussy again and felt sublime as her nails dug into my back.
“Aw fuck baby! Mommy loves what you're doing!” Sakura moans exuberant. Her encouragement pushes me to go deeper in her. As I do I rest my left hand on her breast and my right on her ass. She grits her teeth before saying, “Ah fuck yes you own me. This is your pussy now.” as she speaks she begins to grind into me. I continue my assault on her body until she can't take more. Sakura cums all over my cock. Yelling and screaming as I continued railing her.
Subsequently, when she relaxed she said, “Well continue this in your room!” her eyes lusted over as she looked out the tinted windows to notice the car
Lunar shift ft Moon Sua @dreamcatchers-husband
I woke up next to Kura who was all smiles.
"Morning handsome," she said Happily. I smile back.
“and what would be my pleasure having the cutest girl in the world in my bed today?” I ask
Kura smiles then says, “Well my boyfriend was tired last night when I got home after a long night of supporting me so I figured I might as well give him something pleasant to wake up to.”
“Oh, this is certainly pleasant,” I respond. Sakura smiles brighter then says,
“Well, you're lucky my boyfriend isn't here. he is the toughest guy I know." I smile as I get up.
"I hope he's okay sharing you and his place. this bed is very comfy." Sakura smiles as we both get up and get ready for the day
she looked at my back and noticed a new tattoo...
"OOh what's that?" she says as she narrows her eyes...
"it is Thoth. The Egyptian god of wisdom."
Sakura tilted her head, "Oh a god but isn't that against your beliefs?"
"it would be if I hadn't met him."
"Oh, really when?"
Before I could answer there was a knock at the door. I looked at Kura confused. She shrugged before saying. "Are you expecting anyone?" I shook my head. she pushed me to the door of my apartment as she was only in her bra and panties. I sighed opening the door barely enough.
To my surprise at the door was Moon Sua. She had a desperate look at her.
"Can I come in?" she asked. I raised an eyebrow and turned to Kura who had put on one of the Kimono's she got me. (the size difference between us made it look like a full robe on her.) She nods and I let Moon Sua in
I gesture to the couch and she sits, but she's nervous and fidgety.
"Would you like something to drink?" I ask and she shakes her head. I nod and then look to Kura for guidance.
"I can't believe I am doing this, but I need your help Daigo."
I looked at her dumbfounded then at Kura, then back to Moon Sua.
"With what?"
"Werewolves." Moon Sua said. I laughed and clapped my hands as I got up.
"well if monsters, magic, or machines are a problem you came to the right person," I replied.
"Do you know the clan, and if they have turned DC yet?"
"How'd you know this was about DC?"
"Because I am not dumb," I responded
"So what's the clan."
"The Whale clan of the northeast." Moon Sua said.
I titled my head in confusion "Wait...Really? I could have sworn they were pacifist. Tell me that story,"
"Okay," Moon Sua said.
Flash Back
Moon Sua's gaze lingered on her man. A lustful smile spread across her lips as she leisurely stroked his rod.
"You know they say a man's pleasure spot is in his ass." Moon Sua hints as she takes a long lick along the shaft of DC. DC moans as her vigilant gaze pierces his and her expert hands massage his manhood. Moon Sua opens her mouth and takes DC inch by inch with a tortuously slow pace. DC moans as Moon Sua fully engulfs his rod.
"Ah, Fuck Luna if you keep that up I'm gonna cum." DC gasps as the pleasure rakes his brain to the point of enfeeblement. Moon Sua watched as his precum oozed lazily out of his cock like an active volcano.
“Do it then,” Moon Sua said with dangerous eyes, and DC had no other choice as the pleasure got to him. Moon Sua noticed that his cock was throbbing and that he was close so she attempted to take him deeper and deeper. He pumped his cum down her throat and Moon Sua greedily swallowed it all. After she was done she licked her lips satisfied.
Back to the present
I exchanged a glance with Kura before turning my attention back to Moon Sua, who was visibly anxious.
“Okay, let’s backtrack a bit. How does… well, your morning routine relate to him getting kidnapped?” I asked gently, trying to steer the conversation back to the issue at hand. Moon Sua blushed, realizing she had started to ramble.
“Right, sorry. I got a little sidetracked. After… well, after that, I went to shower, and when I came back, DC was being dragged out of the house by werewhales.” She quickly pulled out her phone to show me a picture, her hands trembling slightly.
I studied the image, recognizing the distinct markings of the werewhale clan. I sighed, running a hand through my hair.
“Oh, great. Just what I needed today,” I muttered before getting up. I dressed quickly, my mind already racing with possible strategies. With a glance back at Kura, I nodded to her reassuringly, then teleported directly to the wereorca den.
It didn’t take long before I encountered one of them, a large wereorca standing guard. She eyed me warily, but I wasn’t in the mood for a standoff.
“Look, I’m here for a guy, about five-eight, blonde hair, goes by DC. Is he here?” I asked, keeping my tone firm yet neutral. The wereorca’s expression softened as she realized I wasn’t here to cause trouble.
“Oh, are you here for the wedding?” she asked, her tone unexpectedly friendly now that she saw I wasn’t a threat.
“Wedding?” I echoed, caught off guard.
She smiled, gesturing for me to follow her. She led me to a room where DC was sitting, looking rather disgruntled. When he saw me, his shoulders slumped in exasperation.
“Of course, it’s you,” he muttered, rubbing his temples.
I raised my hands in a gesture of peace. “Hey, man, Moon Sua was worried. She asked me to help out, so here I am. But what’s this about a wedding?”
DC sighed heavily, clearly not thrilled to explain. “I’m the heir to the werebat tribe, and I’m supposed to marry the heir to the wereorca tribe.”
“And you’ve been dating Moon Sua this whole time? Scandalous,” I remarked, trying to process the situation.
“Geez, do you ever take anything seriously?” DC snapped, his frustration evident. “Look, this is a mess, but can you just bring Moon Sua here? She’s the only one who can talk some sense into these people.”
I nodded, sensing the gravity of his situation despite his snark. “Alright, hold tight.” With a quick snap of my fingers, Moon Sua appeared beside me, looking surprised but relieved to see DC.
DC sighed in relief as Moon Sua quickly moved to his side, her presence already helping to defuse the tension. I took a step back, watching the two of them, and couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction at having helped them, even in this strange situation.
As I stepped out, giving Moon Sua and DC some space, I nearly bumped into someone else. Luckily I was able to catch this person before the fell. When I recovered and was no longer running on instinct I was able to register the other person’s face and color me surprised it was Jihyo from Twice. I paused for a moment then helped her back up. She smiled and then said
“Wow, you're um strong. Thanks for not letting me fall and…Oh, hi! How’s it going?” she asked, her tone light and pleasant.
I managed a smile. “Uh, good… It’s good,” I replied, trying to keep my cool.
She glanced back toward the room. “I see you found DC. Did you get everything sorted out?”
“Well, we’re getting there, but that’s not really what’s important right now,” I said, noticing her expression had dimmed slightly. “What about you? Are you okay?”
Jihyo hesitated, shrugging as if to brush off my concern. “It’s nothing, really.”
I wasn’t about to let it go that easily. “Hey, if something’s bothering you, I’m here to help.”
Before she could protest, I snapped my fingers, teleporting us back to my place. Kura looked up from where she was sitting, her eyes widening in surprise but softening as she smiled at Jihyo. Sakura used to my antics brought some tea over to Mrs. Park.
I glanced over at Kura and Jihyo, who were seated comfortably on the couch. “I’m going to grab some food. Anything specific you both want?”
Kura flashed me a playful smile. “Surprise us.”
Jihyo nodded in agreement. “Yeah, we trust your taste.”
“Alright, I’ll be back soon,” I said, grabbing my jacket before heading out the door. As I walked down the street, I couldn’t help but think about how interesting it was to see those two together. I picked up the pace, eager to get back and see what they might be talking about while I was gone.
As the door clicked shut behind me, the room settled into a comfortable silence. Kura glanced over at Jihyo, who was still taking in the cozy surroundings of my apartment.
“So,” Kura began, tucking her legs under herself on the couch, “how did you end up involved in all this supernatural craziness?”
Jihyo chuckled softly, looking slightly embarrassed. “It’s a long story, really. But I guess you could say I kind of stumbled into it. When I was a trainee my friend one of my friends was a wereorca and I kinda was adopted into their clan.”
Kura’s eyes sparkled with amusement. “I never imagined I’d meet someone who could say that with a straight face.”
Jihyo laughed, her tension easing. “Yeah, it’s definitely not something I thought I’d be dealing with. But life is crazy…um what about Daigo… he makes it all seem so normal, you know?”
Kura nodded thoughtfully. “He has that effect. He’s been in my life for a while now, and I still can’t believe half the things we’ve gone through. But he’s always so calm, so collected. It’s like nothing ever rattles him. Well except for pretty girls who are nice to him, they always activate his “hero chip”.”
“Oh, so he did the same thing to you? The stammering and short stutter,” Jihyo added with a knowing smile.
Kura blushed slightly, looking down at her hands. “He can be a little overprotective and easily flustered sometimes, but I guess that’s part of his charm.”
Jihyo leaned in a bit closer, lowering her voice conspiratorially. “So, what’s the story between you two? You seem really close.”
Kura smiled softly, her eyes warm. “We are. We met in a hotel right before I had to go to a major dinner for writers, and He’s been my rock through so much, always there when I needed him. But it’s more than that. We just… get each other, you know? Like we don’t even have to say anything, and we know what the other is thinking.”
Jihyo nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. “That’s rare. I think it’s beautiful.”
Jihyo paused for a moment then asked, “So what do you think he's thinking now?”
Kura gave a knowing smile, “I have to help Jihyo, and get breakfast for Kura then help Moon Sua and DC. In that order.”
Jihyo laughed, “Why am I over you?”
“Well, he has a massive crush on you, which is partially my fault because I encouraged it,”
Jihyo chuckled as she asked, “Why?”
“Because he always talks so highly of you from a professional perspective that even though his appreciation went more I couldn't take that from him. He is a Once through and through with a massive Jihyo bias.” Kura explained
Jihyo’s heart fluttered as she said “Oh,”
Kura looked up, her expression turning serious for a moment. “And what about you? Is there anyone special in your life?”
Jihyo hesitated, her thoughts drifting for a moment. “I’m not sure,” she finally admitted. “It’s complicated. But being around Daigo and seeing how he is with you… it makes me wonder if maybe I’m missing out on something.”
Kura reached out, gently placing a hand on Jihyo’s arm. “You deserve someone who makes you feel like the most important person in the world, Jihyo. Don’t settle for anything less.”
Jihyo smiled, her heart warmed by Kura’s words. “Thank you, Kura. That means a lot.”
Just then, they heard the door open, and Daigo walked back in, balancing a couple of takeout bags in his arms.
“I hope you’re hungry,” he said with a grin, completely oblivious to the heartfelt conversation that had just taken place.
Kura and Jihyo exchanged a look, a silent understanding passing between them, before turning their attention to the food Daigo had brought.
Variance FT Jihyo Park and Sakura Miyawaki
The soft clink of dishes filled the room as I carefully set the table. The warm, ambient light casts a gentle glow over everything, making the space feel cozy and intimate. I glanced over my shoulder to see Jihyo and Kura sitting on the couch, chatting softly. Their laughter echoed through the room, bringing a smile to my face as I continued with my task.
As I placed the last plate down, Kura’s voice floated across the room. “Jihyo, do you remember that concert you did in Tokyo last year?”
Jihyo’s eyes lit up. “How could I forget? The energy was incredible.”
Kura leaned forward, her eyes glimmering mischievously. “And that dance move you pulled off during ‘Feel Special’? You had everyone’s jaws on the floor, including mine.”
Jihyo chuckled, her gaze flickering to me for a moment before returning to Kura. “I noticed, you know. You weren’t exactly subtle with your admiration.”
Kura blushed slightly, but her smile didn’t waver. “Well, who could resist? You were magnetic.”
I busied myself with arranging the cutlery, but I could feel their eyes wander over to me—a shared look passing between them that I couldn’t quite place.
Jihyo’s voice softened as she turned to me. “What about you, Daigo? You went to the LA one right? Did you enjoy the show?”
I looked up, meeting her gaze. There was something playful in the way she looked at me, a challenge in her smile. “Of course,” I replied, returning her smile. “All of Twice was incredible. The way you moved on stage… I don’t think there was a person in the audience who wasn’t captivated.”
Kura stretched her arms above her head in a way that drew my attention. “Captivated, huh? I wonder if you were paying more attention to the performance… or to the performers?”
I felt a heat rise to my cheeks but tried to play it cool as I folded the napkins. “Maybe a little of both,” I admitted, earning a laugh from both women.
Jihyo nudged Kura playfully with her elbow. “Looks like we’ve got his attention, Kura. Think we can keep it?”
Kura’s eyes sparkled with mischief. “Oh, I think we can manage that. Right, Daigo?”
I glanced between them, their playful banter bringing a warmth to the room that I hadn’t expected. “You two don’t need to do anything special to keep my attention. You already have it,” I said, my voice genuine.
Jihyo stood up and walked over to the table, her movements graceful and deliberate. She reached out, taking one of the plates from me with a smile that sent a flutter through my chest. “You always say the sweetest things,” she murmured, her fingers brushing mine as she took the plate.
Kura joined us at the table, her eyes meeting Jihyo’s with a soft smile. “He does, doesn’t he? It’s one of the reasons I keep him around.”
Jihyo glanced at me, her expression thoughtful. “You’re lucky, Kura. He’s a good one.”
Kura looked at me with a warmth that made my heart swell. “I know. But maybe we’re both lucky.”
The three of us stood there, the space between us filled with unspoken words and shared understanding. It was as if, in that moment, we were all connected by something deeper, something that went beyond words.
As I finished setting the table, a sense of contentment washed over me. Whatever this was between us, it felt right. It felt like home.
As we settled around the table, a slight tension lingered in the air—a nervous energy that buzzed between us. I served the dishes, my hands were just a bit more careful than usual, conscious of every movement.
Kura was the first to take a bite, her expression brightening as she tasted the food. “Daigo, this is really good,” she said, her tone light but genuine. “You’ve got some serious skills.”
I smiled, trying to downplay the compliment. “Just wanted to make sure you two were comfortable. It’s nothing special.”
Jihyo took a bite as well, nodding in agreement. “I’d say it’s pretty special. You’ve really outdone yourself.”
A moment of silence followed as we all focused on our plates, the clinking of silverware the only sound in the room. I could feel the weight of unspoken words, questions none of us were quite ready to ask.
“So, Jihyo,” Kura began, her voice slightly more hesitant than usual, “what’s it like leading Twice? I imagine it’s a lot to handle.”
Jihyo smiled, though it didn’t quite reach her eyes. “It’s… intense, but rewarding. I love my members, and I try my best to support them. But yeah, it can be overwhelming at times.”
Kura nodded, her gaze softening. “I bet. But from what I’ve seen, you’re doing an amazing job.”
Jihyo’s eyes flickered to mine, then back to Kura’s. “Thank you. That means a lot, especially coming from someone like you.”
I watched the interaction, noting the way their eyes met and how their hands lingered just a little too close when Kura reached for the salt. There was something there—something more than just casual friendliness—but none of us seemed ready to address it. It made me feel a dip in my heart, almost like I was watching myself be replaced.
“Daigo,” Jihyo’s voice broke through my thoughts, “what about you? What’s been on your mind lately?”
I blinked, caught off guard by the question. “Oh, uh, just the usual, I guess. Thinking about taking a break soon. Maybe a trip somewhere quiet.”
Kura tilted her head, curiosity in her gaze. “Where were you thinking of going?”
“I’m not sure,” I said, trying to sound nonchalant. “Somewhere peaceful. Maybe the mountains, or a beach.”
Jihyo’s eyes lit up, her tone casual but with a hint of something more. “That sounds nice. Maybe… maybe we could join you?”
My heart skipped a beat at the suggestion, and I noticed Kura’s eyes widen just a bit like she hadn’t expected Jihyo to voice what she might have been thinking herself. It was an odd expression that made my heart and stomach twist in confused knots.
“Yeah,” Kura added, her voice a little too eager, “that could be fun. Just the three of us, getting away from everything.”
The idea hung in the air, heavy with implications. I looked between the two of them, trying to gauge their reactions. Jihyo was looking down at her plate, a faint blush on her cheeks, while Kura was biting her lip, waiting for someone to break the silence. There was an air of affection between us, but I was unsure how to address or diffuse it.
“I… I’d like that,” I finally said, my voice sounding more uncertain than I intended.
Jihyo glanced up, her eyes meeting mine with a softness that made my breath catch. “Me too,” she murmured.
Kura nodded, her smile more shy than usual. “It would be nice. Just to get away for a bit.”
We fell into another stretch of silence, but this time it wasn’t uncomfortable. It felt like we were all thinking the same thing but weren’t quite ready to say it out loud. The unspoken attraction, the curiosity about what might happen if we took that next step—it was all there, simmering just below the surface.
As we continued eating, the conversation remained light, but the tension never really went away. Every now and then, I’d catch one of them glancing at me or each other, their eyes holding something unspoken. I knew they could feel it too—that strange mix of excitement and uncertainty that comes with realizing you might be falling for someone, or in this case, two someone.
When we finally finished the meal and moved to the couch, I felt a bit of relief that the focus shifted from the awkward tension to something more familiar—just the three of us, sharing a quiet moment. But even then, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was shifting between us, something we’d have to face sooner or later.
As I watched them laugh together, their shoulders brushing more often than necessary, I realized I didn’t mind the idea of that shift. I was starting to look forward to it. We all ended up on the couch watching Alien 3 at Sakura’s insistence (despite her scaredy-cat tendencies).
The movie, at least to me, was quite funny. It was a back-to-basics Alien film that suffered from typical problems: character bloat, protagonist nerfing intelligence, and that abomination in the third act reminded me of the orphan Kos. This led me to laugh throughout major tension points, making it harder for the girls to get scared. Both nestled closer to me and out of the corner of my eye, I saw Sakura and Jihyo holding hands. I decided to let them have their moment for now.
At some point after the movie, we sat in silence, nestled close to each other. The heat mingling between us made being under them a bit too warm for me, so I had to excuse myself.
When I returned, both ladies had fallen asleep. I smiled watching them entwined in their little hug before getting them a blanket to share—ironically, my "Ready to be Blanket."
I tucked both young ladies in on the couch and went to my room, where I attempted to get some sleep. This mountain trip couldn't come soon enough.
Weeks passed, and these feelings only grew between us. The mountain trip eventually turned into a Jeju trip, and on the day we were leaving and packing, it all hit me at once: I loved Jihyo and Sakura. I tried to process what that meant or how that worked but was interrupted by Jihyo saying, “Come on, slowpoke—we have a plane to catch.” I nodded and finished packing to follow them.
We arrived at the cabin four hours later, and it took another half hour to finish unpacking. The sun had begun its slow descent toward the horizon, painting the sky with hues of orange and pink as I placed the last of our bags down. The beach house was quaint, with a cozy, rustic charm that perfectly complemented the breathtaking view of the ocean stretching out before us. The sound of waves crashing against the shore provided a soothing backdrop to our activities.
Sakura’s POV
I glanced up from the counter, my eyes drifting to Jihyo, who stood on the deck, her silhouette bathed in the warm light of the setting sun. It was a sight that made my heart ache with a sweet, aching feeling. I’d been spending a lot of time thinking about how everything had shifted since we arrived here. A new kind of closeness was forming between us, something both exhilarating and terrifying.
As I reached for a jar of jam, I caught myself smiling. This place, this moment, seemed to heighten everything I felt for Daigo and Jihyo. I knew I was falling for them, but I was still grappling with how to navigate these feelings. Did they feel the same way? Did Daigo’s heart race like mine did when he looked at us?
Jihyo’s POV
I leaned on the deck railing, my thoughts drifting as the sun dipped lower in the sky. The view was mesmerizing, but it was the company that made everything so special. I could feel a new intensity between us, a connection that seemed to deepen with every shared glance and every touch.
I stole a glance back into the house, where Sakura and Daigo were finishing up. The way Daigo looked at Sakura, with that tender, almost protective gaze, made my heart flutter. And when he looked at me, it was with a warmth that made me question my feelings. Could it be possible to want both of them, to be this close to them and not feel like it was too much?
Narrator’s POV
I finished tidying up and made my way outside, joining Jihyo on the deck. As I approached, I couldn’t help but notice how the setting sun highlighted her features, making her look even more captivating.
“Hey,” I said, trying to sound casual as I leaned against the railing beside her. “It’s beautiful out here.”
Jihyo turned to me, her eyes reflecting the sunset. “It is. I’m glad we came here. It feels… peaceful.”
I nodded, my heart skipping a beat as I felt the closeness between us. “Yeah, it’s exactly what we needed.”
The silence between us was comfortable but charged. I could sense the same tension that had been building since we arrived—an unspoken acknowledgment of the feelings we all harbored but hadn’t yet voiced.
We arrive at that cabin 4 hours later and it takes another half hour to finish unpacking. The sun had begun its slow descent toward the horizon, painting the sky with hues of orange and pink as I finished unpacking the last of our bags. The beach house was quaint, with a cozy, rustic charm that seemed to perfectly complement the breathtaking view of the ocean stretching out before us. The sound of the waves crashing against the shore provided a soothing backdrop to our activities.
Sakura was in the kitchen, humming softly as she organized our groceries. Her light laughter carried through the open space whenever she accidentally bumped into something or dropped a utensil. I could see Jihyo out on the deck, taking in the sunset with a wistful look on her face.
Sakura’s POV
I glanced up from the counter, my eyes drifting to Jihyo, who was standing on the deck, her silhouette bathed in the warm light of the setting sun. It was a sight that made my heart ache with a sweet, aching feeling. I’d been spending a lot of time thinking about how everything had shifted since we arrived here. There was a new kind of closeness forming between us, something that was both exhilarating and terrifying.
As I reached for a jar of jam, I caught myself smiling. This place, this moment, seemed to heighten everything I felt for Daigo and Jihyo. I knew I was falling for them, but I was still grappling with how to navigate these feelings. Did they feel the same way? Did Daigo’s heart race like mine did when he looked at us?
Jihyo’s POV
I leaned on the deck railing, my thoughts drifting as the sun dipped lower in the sky. The view was mesmerizing, but it was the company that made everything so special. I could feel a new intensity between us, a connection that seemed to deepen with every shared glance and every touch.
I stole a glance back into the house, where Sakura and Daigo were finishing up. The way Daigo looked at Sakura, with that tender, almost protective gaze, made my heart flutter. And when he looked at me, it was with a warmth that made me question my feelings. Could it be possible to want both of them, to be this close to them and not feel like it was too much?
Narrator’s POV
I finished tidying up and made my way outside, joining Jihyo on the deck. As I approached, I couldn’t help but notice the way the setting sun highlighted her features, making her look even more captivating.
“Hey,” I said, trying to sound casual as I leaned against the railing beside her. “It’s beautiful out here.”
Jihyo turned to me, her eyes reflecting the sunset. “It is. I’m glad we came here. It feels… peaceful.”
I nodded, my heart skipping a beat as I felt the closeness between us. “Yeah, it’s exactly what we needed.”
The silence between us was comfortable, but it was also charged. I could sense the same tension that had been building since we arrived, an unspoken acknowledgment of the feelings we all had but hadn’t yet put into words.
Sakura’s pov
I watched them from the kitchen window, feeling a pang of longing. Seeing Daigo and Jihyo together like this, the way they shared that quiet, intense moment, made my heart ache with a bittersweet desire. I was caught between wanting to bridge the gap and fearing that any move I made might disrupt the fragile balance we were all trying to maintain.
I took a deep breath and decided to join them. I stepped out onto the deck, the cool evening breeze ruffling my hair. “Isn’t it getting a bit chilly out here?” I asked, trying to break the tension. “I thought we could start a fire and roast some marshmallows.”
Daigo looked up, his eyes meeting mine with a soft smile. “That sounds like a great idea. I’ll get the fire started.”
Jihyo’s gaze lingered on Daigo for a moment before she turned to me, her eyes shining with an emotion that made my heart race. “I’ll help you with that,” she said, her voice gentle but filled with an undercurrent of something deeper.
As we set up the fire pit, the conversation flowed naturally, but the unspoken feelings between us hung heavy in the air. Every touch, every glance, seemed charged with meaning. We laughed, we talked, and we enjoyed the simple pleasure of being together, but the underlying tension was never far from the surface.
Narrator’s POV
As the fire crackled and the warmth spread through the cool evening air, I watched Sakura and Jihyo interact. The way they looked at each other, the gentle touches, and the shared laughter, it was clear that our feelings were intensifying. I wanted to be honest with them, but the fear of complicating things or hurting anyone held me back.
In the back of my mind, I knew that we were on the verge of something significant, something that could either bring us closer together or drive us apart. I just hoped that, whatever happened, we’d all come out of this with our hearts intact.
For now, we were here, enjoying each other’s company and the beautiful night. And while I wasn’t ready to confront my feelings fully, I was grateful for this moment, this night of shared warmth and closeness. After dinner Jihyo and Kura were sitting at the table, As I stood in the kitchen, pouring drinks, my mind kept drifting back to Kura and Jihyo. There was a warmth between them that I couldn’t ignore, a connection that had started to form almost without any of us realizing it. It was comforting, but at the same time, it terrified me.
I’ve always tried to keep things simple, especially when it comes to relationships. But this… this wasn’t simple. Not at all.
I took a deep breath, trying to shake off the uncertainty creeping in. Sakura and I had something special. She’d been by my side through so much, and I never wanted to do anything that might hurt her. But then there was Jihyo—bright, kind-hearted Jihyo, who seemed to fit so effortlessly into our lives. Every time I saw her, my heart did this little flip, and I wasn’t sure what to make of it.
Could I feel this way about both of them? Was it fair to either of them?
As I walked back toward the living room, I paused just outside the door. Their voices carried through the slight crack, and I couldn’t help but listen.
Jihyo shifted on the couch, turning slightly to face Kura. “You know,” she began, her voice soft and thoughtful, “I’ve never really done anything like this before.”
“Like what?” Kura asked, her curiosity piqued.
“Like… spending time with someone who feels so—" Jihyo hesitated, searching for the right word, "right. And not just one person, but two.” She bit her lip, glancing down at her hands. “It’s confusing, but in a good way, I think.”
Kura smiled, her eyes warm as she reached out to gently touch Jihyo’s arm. “I know what you mean. It’s like everything just clicks, doesn’t it? With Daigo, and with you… It feels like there’s something here worth exploring, even if it’s a little scary.”
Her words hit me like a ton of bricks. I hadn’t realized how much this was weighing on them too. Kura was always so composed, so sure of herself. And yet, even she sounded hesitant like she was stepping into uncharted territory.
Could this work? Could I be with both of them and not end up hurting everyone involved? The thought of hurting Kura made my chest tighten. And Jihyo… what if I ended up causing her more pain than anything else?
I’d never been this unsure before. I’d faced monsters and dealt with magical disasters, but this… this was something else entirely. My feelings for both of them were real, but how could I possibly reconcile them without ruining everything?
Jihyo looked up, her gaze locking with Kura’s. “I think about him, and I think about you, and it’s like… I don’t have to choose, you know? It doesn’t feel wrong, it just feels… different.”
Kura nodded, her thumb gently stroking Jihyo’s arm. “It is different, but maybe that’s not a bad thing. Maybe it’s something special.”
Their words sent a shiver down my spine. This wasn’t just about me—this was about all of us. And yet, the idea of them both feeling the same way I did, of them wanting this to work as much as I did… it was terrifying and exhilarating all at once.
But there was still that nagging doubt. I’d always wanted to be the kind of person who could protect those I cared about, who could be there for them no matter what. But what if this time, I was the one who needed protecting? What if I wasn’t strong enough to keep things from falling apart?
I took a deep breath, pushed the door open, and stepped back into the room.
Kura’s hand slipped from Jihyo’s arm to her hand, their fingers mingled as I meandered in with their drinks.
“One chocolate milkshake for you (I hand it to Jihyo) one vanilla shake for you (I hand it to Sakura) and one Oreo shake for me,” I say as I dole out drinks and scoot in between them. Jihyo takes her first sip and coos.
“Oh, Daigo how did you accomplish this? It's so good.” Sakura nods as she takes her first sip. I smile as I reply
“Well love a magician never reveals his secrets. As soon as I said that the atmosphere changed. The tension between all of us became taught.
“Oh I'm love now,” Jihyo teased seductively as she put her hands on my thigh. I turn to Sakura who's super into this. “I thought love was reserved for girlfriends according to you Mr…what is your last name again?” I swallowed hard as I felt Kura nude me towards Jihyo. My heart races as our faces get closer. My gaze lingers on Jihyo's lips and I can't help it. I kiss Jihyo. Jihyo moans into the kiss
“Hey, are you done?” Kura asks flirty my mind breaks, and I run Out of the house.
I kinda black out from the adrenaline and come to the next day.
The first light of dawn broke over the horizon, casting a soft, golden glow across the beach. I woke early, unable to shake the restlessness from the previous night. The tension between Jihyo, Sakura, and me had only grown more palpable, and I needed to clear my head.
As I stood up, the cool morning air greeted me, refreshing and invigorating. I walked down the sand toward the edge of the water, where the waves gently lapped against the shore. It was a serene scene, but I found little solace in it—until a familiar presence made itself known.
Thoth appeared beside me, his form taking shape out of the morning mist. The Egyptian god of wisdom, now in his human guise, looked at me with a mixture of curiosity and concern.
“Good morning, Daigo,” Thoth said, his voice a soothing blend of authority and calm.
I turned to him with a half-hearted smile. “Morning, Thoth. I didn’t expect to see you so early.”
Thoth inclined his head slightly. “I thought it would be beneficial for us to have a quiet conversation before the others wake up. There are things on your mind, are there not?”
I sighed, my gaze returning to the horizon. “Yeah, there are. Things have been… complicated lately. I’m trying to figure out my feelings for these two girls I'm in love with: Jihyo and Sakura. It’s just—” I paused, struggling to find the right words.
Thoth’s expression remained attentive and calm. “Complicated, indeed. It seems that your heart is caught in a delicate balance. Care to share more?”
I began walking along the water’s edge, Thoth matching my pace. The sand was still cool beneath my feet, and the rhythmic sound of the waves provided a gentle backdrop to our conversation.
“I care deeply for both Sakura and Jihyo,” I said, my voice heavy with emotion. “But I’m worried that my feelings might be unfair to either of them. I want to be honest and loyal, but I’m afraid of causing harm. And then there’s the fear of them finding out that I’m struggling with my feelings.”
Thoth listened intently, his gaze fixed ahead. “It is commendable that you consider their well-being so thoroughly. However, it is also important to acknowledge your feelings. You cannot truly honor your relationships if you are not honest with yourself and with them.”
I nodded, taking in his words. “I know. It’s just hard to find the right balance. I don’t want to make any mistakes that could hurt them.”
Thoth’s gaze softened a rare display of empathy for a deity known for his wisdom. “Understand that being honest and true to your feelings is not a mistake. It is the path to clarity and genuine connection. If you navigate this journey with integrity, you will find a resolution that honors both your heart and theirs, but you haven't answered my question how do you feel about them?”
I shrugged and said, “I love them.”
Thoth nodded and asked, “Well why do you love them?”
“Well, it's complicated. My feelings are intense but they don't overlap,”
Thoth tilted his head and then said, “Tell me more.”
I thought for a moment then began to pour my guts out.
“I love them because Sakura makes me feel like I'm a normal person and Jihyo makes me feel normal.”
Thoth turned to me and said, “Explain”
“Both girls are these ambitious talented hard workers who have been in the idol industry forever. They may have wavered but remain strong and unbroken despite the years of sadness, sometimes abuse of hope, and standing strong despite it all.
Jihyo is the leader of the most powerful girl group in the world that has been on top for ten years. Yet she is still kind and ambitious in trying to prove herself despite the accolades and success. Sakura has been an idol since she was a kid and has consistently shown she is a force in and of herself not to be trampled with nor trifles, and what am I? Some loser mage from a wasteland. Sure I'm a powerful mage and a decent writer but I'm not nearly as great as them.” I reply. Thoth smiles and asks
“Why do you think that?”
“Because fundamentally I am not a good person. What drives me is an unrelenting yearning to be the best and for there to be no one else close. Why do you think I am always watching and researching other writers and mages I don't want to fall behind.
I had to carve a lane for myself and build it from nothing somehow I made it (surprisingly) but it was not from a place of altruism or kindness it was because I wanted it more than my peers. Same with Sakura and Jihyo. I am 100% sure in my delusion that I want them more than others and I took my chances and made my calculated moves to “get them”
Please note while I am a fundamentally despicable human being I believe that you should respect the autonomy of others, and that is where my hesitancy comes from. I want what I want and I'll do whatever it takes to get it, and my biggest fear is hurting those close to me in that pursuit. That's what makes me the best and the worst at what I do. There is nothing I'm not willing to do for what I want. Now getting back to the original point. Sakura is so self-assured and calm in herself that I don't feel like a monster around her like I don't feel like this Machiavellian villain, and with Jihyo she makes me feel like I am okay the way I am. She's encouraging and understanding and has the same fire I do. So if you're expecting me to choose I can't because I want them both.” I yelled. I didn't have a reason to yell but something about this conversation riled me up and once I was up I yelled. Thoth smiled knowingly and said well If that's the case some ladies are waiting for you. Let's head back to them,” he said
We continued walking, the silence between us now more contemplative. I watched as the sun slowly climbed higher, its light warming the sand and the waves. The peaceful morning seemed to amplify the gravity of our conversation, but it also provided a sense of calm.
“I appreciate your guidance,” I said after a moment. “It helps to have a clearer perspective.”
Thoth nodded, his form shimmering slightly in the light. “Remember, Daigo, the journey of the heart is rarely straightforward. It is a path of growth and learning. Trust in your judgment, and be vulnerable with those you care about.”
I turned to him, a small smile tugging at my lips. “Thanks, Thoth. I’ll keep that in mind.”
As we approached the end of the beach, Thoth’s form began to fade, his presence receding like the morning mist. “I shall leave you to your thoughts. May the clarity you seek find its way to you.”
With that, Thoth disappeared, leaving me alone once more. The morning felt a little lighter, and the path ahead seemed clearer. As I walked back toward the beach house, I felt a renewed sense of determination to face the complexities of my feelings with honesty and courage.
I arrive a little later to see my—wait, did I just think “my”?—girls sitting on the couch. Their faces are a mix of worry and determination. As I open the door, they both look up, and I’m met with two very different expressions. Jihyo’s face lights up with the brightest smile, while Sakura’s is stern, frustration etched in her eyes.
“There you are,” Jihyo exclaims, practically leaping from the couch as she runs toward me. Her smile is like sunshine breaking through the clouds. But then I catch Sakura’s expression again, and it’s like a storm is brewing just behind her eyes.
“Where have you been?” Sakura asks, her tone sharp with annoyance. I shrug, unsure how to respond. The truth is, I’ve been running—not just physically, but emotionally. And I know Kura can see right through me.
“What do you mean you don’t know?” she snaps, her frustration boiling over. “You ran away after kissing Jihyo—why?”
I open my mouth to answer, but the words catch in my throat. What can I even say? That I’m scared? That I don’t think I’m good enough for them? That the kiss with Jihyo left me reeling, not just because of what it meant for us, but because of the weight of what I felt.
I try to piece together a response, but my thoughts are jumbled, each one more uncertain than the last. My hesitation only seems to make Sakura more frustrated. “You know what? We are not doing this anymore,” she says, her voice firm. “Jihyo likes you and me. I like you and Jihyo. And you like Jihyo and I. So here’s what we’re going to do—we’re going to stop this weird dancing around our feelings, and we’re just going to be together.”
Her words hang in the air, heavy with certainty. I look at her, then at Jihyo, who’s blushing shyly but nodding in agreement. My heart is pounding, and the room suddenly feels too small, too warm. I want to say something, to tell them how much this means to me, but all I can manage is a deep, shaky breath.
“Are you sure about this, Kura?” I ask, my voice barely above a whisper. My question is more than just about our relationship—it’s about whether I’m worthy of it, whether I can be what they both need.
Sakura rolls her eyes, but there’s a softness to her gaze now, a gentleness that tells me she understands. “Yes, I’ve never been more sure of anything else,” she says. But before she moves closer, she hesitates, her tough exterior faltering for just a moment. “Daigo… we’re sure. We know what we want. But do you?”
I look at them, really look at them. Jihyo, with her radiant smile that always seems to melt my worries away, and Sakura, with her fierce determination, challenges me in ways I never thought possible. The room feels warmer, the golden light from the setting sun casting a soft glow over everything, making this moment feel almost surreal. Yet I still hesitate. Sakura looks at me seeing the worries in my eyes and reassures me,
"Daigo it will be fine. We will be here with you." as Sakura speaks she grabs my hand tighter something Jihyo mirrors as they pull me closer. Do I deserve this? Can I really make them happy? These thoughts swirl in my mind, but then I see the way they’re looking at me—with hope, with trust. And suddenly, it’s not about whether I’m worthy. It’s about whether I’m brave enough to take this leap with them.
I nod, a small, tentative smile forming on my lips. “I want this too,” I finally say, my voice stronger now. “I want you both… more than anything.”
A wave of relief washes over Jihyo’s face, and she steps closer, her hand reaching for mine. I take it, our fingers intertwining, and in that simple touch, I feel a sense of belonging that I haven’t felt in a long time.
Sakura steps forward too, her tough exterior melting away as she places her hand on top of ours. “Then let’s kiss, makeup, and maybe do a little more,” she says, a playful smirk tugging at her lips.
For a moment, we just stand there, the three of us connected by our hands, the air thick with anticipation. And then, as if drawn by an invisible force, we all lean in at the same time. The kiss is gentle at first, a soft, tentative meeting of lips that deepens as the last of our doubts melt away. The world outside fades, and all that’s left is the three of us, together in this moment.
The kiss ends, but we don’t pull away entirely. Instead, we stand there, our foreheads resting against each other’s, our breaths mingling in the small space between us. “This is just the beginning,” Sakura murmurs, her voice filled with a quiet determination. “We’ll figure it out together.”
Jihyo nods, her hand tightening around mine. “Together,” she echoes, her voice soft but sure.
And as I stand there, surrounded by the warmth of their presence, I finally allow myself to believe that maybe, just maybe, I’m worthy of this love we’ve found. We enter into another messier sloppier three-way kiss that is raw, emotional, and intense. I am unsure who or where to send my affection except just out. Sakura on the other hand is much better at maneuvering this tangle of mouth and limbs her lithe body carefully weaves in between Jihyo and my hair as she devours us barely leaving us any time for breath. when this kiss breaks we pant and are left…excited. Sakura licks her lips and says, "Now my two shy extroverts. We are going to take this to the bedroom." she says as she leads us in a lust-filled trance to the bedroom. As we walk clothing is abandoned and we are all left bare by the time we reach the bed. The room began to reek of arousal. I looked at both my girls and couldn't decide which to taste first. Then Sakura groaned “fuck Daigo, fuck Jihyo first fucking claim Jihyo. Mold her pussy to your cock like you did mine,”
I approach Jihyo and her eyes flutter. she stares into mine.
"be gentle," she says, before I plunge into her, and holy fuck she is tight. we both moan as I can barely get the tip in, "Ah fuck why are you so big?" Jihyo moans.
I chuckle and send back, "Fuck why are you so tight?" Sakura laughs as she watches with hungry eyes from the corner. As I inch closer Jihyo's moans grow more intense and it feels like she is growing tighter.
"Fuck Ji, are you getting tighter." Jihyo at this point is lost in the pleasure of the moment yelling for me to keep going but fuck it's hard. she resists me at every inch with an indescribable tightness that blends pleasure and pain in my mind. I want to pound her pussy but fuck.
I inch a little deeper and at this point, the needy sub screams as she grabs my ass and forces me inside of her. She screams as I bottom out and I moan from her tight squeeze. Sakura laughs in the bathroom as she plays with herself leisurely.
Jihyo turns to Sakura, "Fuck is this what it was like when he fucked you for the first time?" Sakura shakes her head, and Jihyo rolls her eyes before turning back to me.
"So what are you gonna do now?" she invites. I lift Jihyo, "Oh," she says as I grab her waist and let gravity do the work. she moans and groans as I ravage her. She grips tightly onto my shoulders as she says, "Oh fuck" repeatedly.
Her pussy begins to leak and throb around my cock as we continue I feel our heartbeats synch for a moment, and I know she's mine. She opens her eyes and says, "Cum in me please baby." I smile as I keep thrusting.
I decide to do something I don't normally do I use my powers to make the sensation more intense for her. I fill my hands with energy that I then pour into all of her erogenous spots, and Jihyo goes crazy.
"Oh fuck Daigo if you keep doing that I am gonna," she yells before I feel her release. She moans one last time before cumming all over my cock. when she stops breathing heavily her eyes lock with mine and she says.
"You're mine." then she turns to Sakura who has a funny smile and says, "You both are."
Sakura gets up and then strokes my cock before saying, "Come on Ji take his first load." Jihyo's eyes narrow as lust takes us all into a trance.
Jihyo straddles me and takes me in with a bit more ease this time. she moans as she starts riding me seriously. I match her pace as both girls reportedly chant "Cum". the encouragement plus the tightness of Jihyo make sure I am not long for this world as I just explode into my girlfriend. Sakura and Jihyo smile as Jihyo gets off me before going to kiss Sakura. the two women begin to grope and squeeze each other intensely as their bodies get a feel for each other. the two stare into each other's eyes passionately before dipping their fingers into each other. I watch with contentment and compersion also while quickly becoming hard again. my two girlfriends keep kissing before aligning their pussies and rubbing them together.
the two wordlessly grind into each other as they go back to kissing each other Sakura moans as Jihyo's eagerness overtakes her and she begins to really up the pace. in their syncopating rhythms I watch as their bodies bounce and pull into each other, as they near their climaxes I hear Sakura says, "Fuck I love you both." I look at her and Jihyo before realizing this is the first time she has said that. I sit in that revelation for a bit as Sakura moans as she cums on Jihyo. After the two of them exhaust themselves they crawl over to me and say, "Was that so bad?" I shake my head as both women nuzzle in close.
After the initial rush of emotions and the shared kiss, the three of us find ourselves sitting on the couch. The atmosphere is lighter, but there’s still a sense of seriousness lingering in the air. We know that while our feelings are clear, the reality of navigating a relationship like this requires more than just passion—it requires understanding, communication, and trust.
Jihyo is the first to speak, her voice calm and thoughtful. “So… now that we’ve agreed to be together, I think it’s important that we talk about how we’re going to make this work. I mean, this is new for all of us, right?”
I nod, appreciating her directness. “Yeah, I think we should. We’ve got to make sure we’re all comfortable and on the same page.”
Sakura, who has been leaning back against the couch, sits up a little straighter. “Definitely. I know we’re all excited about this, but I don’t want anyone to feel left out or uncomfortable. We need to set some boundaries and talk about what we expect from each other.”
Jihyo turns to look at me, her eyes soft but serious. “For me, the most important thing is communication. I don’t ever want us to feel like we can’t talk to each other about how we’re feeling, even if it’s something difficult. We’ve got to be open, even when it’s hard.”
I take a deep breath, considering her words. “I agree. I want us to be honest with each other, even if that means having tough conversations. If something’s bothering any of us, we should feel safe bringing it up.”
Sakura nods. “Absolutely. Along with that, I think we should talk about physical boundaries too. Like, how do we want to handle intimacy? Are there any things we should be mindful of, like who’s comfortable with what?”
Jihyo blushes a little, but she doesn’t shy away from the topic. “I think it’s important that we’re all on the same page with that. Maybe we should start slow, and make sure we’re all comfortable before taking any big steps. And we should always check in with each other, make sure we’re okay with whatever’s happening.”
I glance between them, feeling a sense of responsibility settle over me. “I think that’s a good idea. We should be respectful of each other’s comfort zones. And if any of us ever feels like something is moving too fast, we should speak up.”
Sakura looks thoughtful for a moment before adding, “And what about time? How are we going to make sure we’re spending enough time together, both as a trio and individually?”
Jihyo nods in agreement. “Yeah, that’s important too. We should make sure we’re balancing our time so that no one feels neglected. Maybe we can set aside specific times for us to all hang out together, and also make sure we have one-on-one time with each other.”
I appreciate how considerate they’re being about this. “That sounds good. I don’t want anyone to feel like they’re getting less attention or that they’re not important. We’re all in this together, and we should treat it that way.”
Sakura smiles, her expression softening. “I’m glad we’re talking about this. I want this to work, and I think we can do it as long as we’re honest and respectful with each other.”
Jihyo reaches out, taking both of our hands in hers. “Me too. I know this won’t always be easy, but I believe in us. We just need to keep communicating and being there for each other.”
I squeeze their hands, feeling a deep sense of connection with both of them. “We’re going to make this work,” I say, my voice filled with determination. “No matter what challenges come our way, we’ll face them together.”
Sakura leans in, pressing a soft kiss to Jihyo’s cheek before turning to do the same to me. “Together,” she echoes, her voice filled with conviction.
Jihyo smiles, her eyes shining with emotion. “Together,” she agrees, her voice a whisper but filled with certainty.
Obsession ft Karina @entername322
After finishing the household chores, I arrived at the Arcade as usual with 25 dollars and a hand. I approach the teller: a young man by the name of Dexter but everyone calls him DC.
"Hey, Daigo. You hear for tokens?" He asks and I nod. I slide him the 25 dollars and he hands me the tokens.
I go to the back of the arcade where the "Under Night 2" arcade cabinet is. I sat on the stool and began playing. about 10 minutes into my session I took a break when I heard one of the other usuals talking about some pretty harrowing stuff.
"Yeah, dude I'll be fine." He says
"Well no I am not angry that Karina has been popping up everywhere. She's hot and crazy so it works out." I hear him say.
"Who cares if she threatened me with a knife she told me that I was hers."He adds
"Anyways I gotta go the quiet black dude in the arcade is staring at me and I don't like it," he says, as he approaches me.
he walks up next to me and says, "We gonna have a problem?"
I narrow my eyes and respond, "No kid, However a piece of advice?" as I speak I go back to the game, and gesture for him to sit down.
The young man's eyes narrow back, before he sits down. I smile as I continue to play.
"I have seen you here for eight weeks and you have never said a word. Why would you now?" he asked confused
I shrug and respond, "Well I think despite your rough exterior you're a good dude. A good dude who likes crazy women which is fine." I respond as I crack my knuckles. and get ready for the second round.
"Look do you like really crazy girl? Or is she just hot and crazy which is exciting?" I ask
"Um why can't it be both?" the young man asks
"Well excitement is just novelty and novelty wears off, but her feelings towards it won't so I am going to restate my question. Do you like her or are you just excited by her? Take a breath and think about your answer just not the first thing your lizard brain says, unless that lizard brain is telling you to be with her for the rest of your life."
The young man took my advice took a breath and thought for a moment he exhaled then responded, "I like her a lot. it's just that I am kinda scared of her, and I don't know how to approach her about my safety so I just let her do whatever crazy stuff she wants because I'd rather be her obsession than be alone." I nod then say,
"Okay That was a lot to take in but ultimately just talk to her. Establish healthy boundaries in terms of space between you two, and tell her how you feel.” the young man responds and asks,
“What if she doesn't like me afterward being so vulnerable with her?” I shrug but then take a minute to think,
“Based on what you said I don't see that occurring but if it does happen I think you'll be fine honestly and truly” I respond to the young man’s worries and he smiles and then gets up. He takes out his phone and says,
“Imma call her right now.” a few seconds later we hear a ringtone in two arcade lanes the young man and I look at each other and then walk over where a young woman with short black hair looks at us guilty. She smiles and then says,
“Hi, Ethan.” “Ethan” turns to me and we share a laugh before he walks with her.
I head back to my spot and begin to play a few more rounds. After a few more rounds I take a well-needed break
The next day I am at the arcade DC’s girlfriend and coworker Moon Sua is at the Register. I hand her my 25 dollars and she smiles at me. I smile back and give her a thumbs-up. I went to my usual spot waiting for me was none other than Karina. She held a bright smile that seemed friendly.
"I am unsure about you but I must thank you for having Ethan talking to me. our chat was…positive."
"Oh, that's great what happened?"
"Well… Yesterday while I was walking home
Ethan and Karina walk to her dorm and she stares at him harshly. “Who was that you were talking to?” She interrogates.
“He’s just some guy at the Arcade I frequent. He’s harmless so much so today is the first time I heard him speak,” Ethan says tired and annoyed. This only agitates Karina even more.
“I don’t know why you’re upset. You’re not the one who has to be worried sick.” Karina says pouting. Deciding that her pout was too cute you begin to tease Karina,
“You know he was telling me how crazy you are and that I should dump you.” Back to the present
"I will have you know I said no such thing," I say defensively
"Oh I know and if you did" Karina starts before pulling out her fist. I laugh which makes her scowl
"I can take you." she asserts.
I shake my head.
"Do you think it's because I am a woman?" She says ardently
I shake my head, "No I think it's legit that you can't take me. I exist on a different axis of reality than you do."
Karina sized me up and then said, "Oh really, and how do you figure that?"
"I assume you have never fought a Dragon with a Cane Machette," I responded and Karina blinked multiple times. "I thought so now back to your story." Back to yesterday
"I doubt that. I have been following you for weeks and I have seen him at that arcade he barely says anything." Karina states as Ethan smiles then he says.
"you caught me…So what do we do now?"
In response, Karina asks, "Well I have one question. Are you mine or are you am I gonna have to kill you." Ethan laughs and says, "I'll be yours, on one condition."
Karina's eyes widened "Yes anything!" she said as she almost tripped over herself in her excitement.
"You chill with the crazy stalking okay," Ethan replies, and Karina happily says,
"Deal," Karina says hastily before she pulls Ethan for an aggressive kiss. Ethan lets her lead as he follows her into her dorm. inside she walks past Giselle and Ningning who both know what's about to happen. she slams the door and takes off her top. revealing her large breasts. Ethan smiles. She slowly slinks closer to him. Like a panther, she pins him to the bed. and undoes his pants. She laughs when his cock lands on her face. she looks up at him with these cute little doe eyes. However, Karina was no dainty doe. She lightly palms Ethan's cock, before beginning to stroke it. She smiles as she watches his eyes begin to roll back. She spits on his cock before wrapping her tits around his cock. Ethan watches with anticipatory glee as her tits fully envelop his manhood. Karina smiles as she watches him begin to unravel as she starts moving.
"Oh, Fuck Karina you're so good at that," Ethan says, as he watches her do her thing. Karina smiles, and says,
"You like that babe? because we can do this every night if you want. We can fuck before bed every night." as she speaks she picks up the pace going up and down his shaft, hoping and praying to make Ethan explode all over her face.
"Fuck Karina." Ethan moans helplessly as she just begins to twist and dance around his cock. "I can't take anymore I'm gonna cum" Ethan says, before exploding all over the idol. Karina smiles as his seed spills all over her face and tits. As she gets up she begins to rub his semen into her skin Ethan watches as he gets hard again. Karina smiles before taking her skirt off. She gets back on top of him before sinking onto his cock. She moans.
"Oh fuck I can't believe this is my cock and my cock alone. It's so big." Karina moans as she almost cums all over his rod as she adjusts to his size.
Ethan smiles before grabbing her ass and begins thrusting. Karina means saying, "Yes Take charge, claim my pussy. it's yours." Ethan smirks as he keeps thrusting before spanking Karina. He notices Karina gets tighter, with a tighter grip on her waist he begins plunging deeper into the wanton idol, and watches with perverse glee as her breasts bounce hypnotically. Karina past the point of overstimulation cums all over his cock like a bitch in heat. As she gushes Ethan teases her.
"is that all you have slut?" Karina moans at Ethan's degrading words.
"Oh, you like that little slut?" Ethan asks and Karina moans as she nods.
Well then little slut." Ethan says before sitting up and biting her nipple.
Karina loses it again and cums all over his cock again. Ethan smiles
"Wow, you have sensitive nipples slut. if I knew it was this easy to make you an oozing mess I would have fucked you like this a long time ago." As he speaks he feels himself near his peak. Ethan keeps thrusting and says to Karina, "Take my cum, and don't let a drop go to waste little slut." Karina nods and she manages to grab one of her plugs just in time for Ethan to paint her guts white. Karina shakes violently as another orgasm takes her feeling Ethan fill her up. when she finally can stop writhing and moaning Ethan plugs her as he pulls his cock out of her pussy
"Don't forget you belong to me now slut." Ethan says. Back to the present
I scowl at Karina and ask, "Was it really needed to tell me about the sex you too had?"
Karina gives me an adorable smile before saying "Yep" away. I turn to Moon Sua who is just laughing as DC comes next to her.
A/N: #BreedMinju. Thank you to Kaede for beta reading as always.
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You never imagined in your wet dreams, in all of the times you masturbated to her, or even that time you drunk texted her a picture of you shirtless after one too many drinks at the bar that the woman you met inside the elevator during your first day at the company some two odd years ago would be in your apartment watching some rom-com from the 90s that you are too inebriated to remember the title of. Your heart is pounding, partly because of the double serving of triple shot espresso you perhaps shouldn’t have drank this morning and partly because she looks devastatingly stunning in that white shirt that completely conceals whatever shorts she maybe wearing underneath which further accentuates those long legs of hers—
“I don’t remember the TV facing this direction, unless there’s something on my face?”
Shit.
Aside from her God-given physical features, it’s the way she can toy with your feelings and flirt with you so effortlessly that always leaves you wanting for more. Every single little interaction with her is an adventure on its own; the way she would wink at you every time you pass by her in the office, the way she would walk up to you to fix your tie while telling you how your perfume “smells like the oceanside on a summer day” —whatever the hell that means— or how she would always give you words of encouragement with that bright smile of hers during stressful days.
It should mean something, has to mean something. Right? You can’t ask anyone for advice either, not when you’re the only two people born on this side of the century in your department. Your coworkers are either divorced or having a midlife crisis, and quite frankly, you might be having a quarter-life crisis if such a thing exists. You can’t stay professional any longer, and you are more than thankful that you’re not at the workplace right now because the thoughts swimming inside your head are absolutely not safe for work. And it’s all because of this fucking woman that’s laughing as if everything is sunshine and rainbows: Kim Minju.
It doesn’t help that she’s the prettiest woman you know. even more so than the handful of girls you’ve hooked up with during college. Evidently, you are not the only one that shares that sentiment because you don’t miss the old way some of your older male coworkers would give her a certain, disgusting look that you wish to erase from your memories and you know she deserves better than them. She deserves someone like you, but you don’t exactly know if that feeling is reciprocated. But as to how far you can push your luck, you haven’t found out the answer to that yet—perhaps tonight is the night.
“Are you still with me? Or did my goddess face lure you in too deep?”
That now makes the two of you not paying attention to the movie—granted you’ve already seen it at least a dozen times during college when you were a hopeless romantic but who are you to turn down Minju when she specifically requested it? Plus, that’s not your concern at this very moment when she scoots ever so closely to you and the heat her skin radiates is enough to burn you. “Honestly, I don’t blame you if you have a crush on me. I sort of have that effect on guys.” There’s that fucking wink again, and the way she pouts her lips as if she is posing for a selfie. “I admire your resilience though, most guys would have me moaning their names on their bed already by this point.”
“Not funny, Minju.” It really isn’t, not when she’s mere inches away from you and if you were just a bit more drunk now those irresistible lips of hers would be meshed with yours now. You try to look away but you can’t, they captivate you to no end and you don’t even want to look away now—the sheen on those cherry red lips, the way they stand out against her milky white skin, the way she then bites her lower lips as to tempt you even further, the way sweat slowly drips down the side of her face and to her neck and you think they’d look good with your bite marks all over them.
Even if you look down, her succulent thighs and legs are all that will pervade your senses and you won’t be able to stop thinking about how you just want to rip whatever garments she’s wearing underneath and have her spread her legs while you eat her out like she’s your last meal on Earth. “You can’t just keep doing this for years and not expect me to make a move eventually.”
“Then what’s stopping you, hmm?”
Minju somehow shifts even closer to you, her lips practically brushing against yours, her eyes staring deep into your soul, her hands resting on your thighs. She probes into you even deeper, much deeper than any other time and emergency sirens are popping up in your head. There have been many close encounters like this, way too many for your liking.
The way she would wear pencil skirts on certain days and make it her mission to bend over in front of you as much as possible to show the unreal curvature of her ass—then proceeding to smirk as if she doesn’t know how much your cock wants to burst through your pants. The way she would purposely bump into you and pretend to fall so you can pull her into an inadvertent hug.
Or when she would wear those dresses that hug her curves tightly during galas and she would give you a courtesy hug for a second longer than corporate policies would allow. Or when she kissed you during Christmas party last year and claimed that she had to do it because you two were “underneath a mistletoe.”
It all has to end tonight, because God forbid you have to spend another night alone on your bed making a mess while you shoot ropes after ropes all over yourself thinking about her. It’s exhausting having to play these games with her when you’re 99% sure she is into you and you have to take action now before someone else does.
“Minju, I don’t think you’re ready for what I’m packing down there.” You test the waters even further, carefully studying her facial expressions while trying not to get lost in her eyes. It’s quite a difficult task when the alcohol is hitting you harder by the minute but when a sly grin appears across her face as if to challenge that statement, you know you have her right where you want her.
“Oh trust me, I know what you’re packing down there.” Minju glances downwards at your erection and your sweatpants are doing a poor job with how it’s about to poke through your pants. “If I didn’t, I wouldn’t be spending my Friday night here when I could be hanging out with Chaewon and Yujin.” It’s getting dangerous now, her hands traveling down your body and cupping your length through two layers of clothing.
And honestly you might as well be naked now with the way your cock reacts to her touch —your tip is leaking heavily and your breath starts to shorten. “So what’s it gonna be? You can’t tell me you have a different plan for how this night is going to end.” You can’t push back any further, you won’t push back. You take the first dip, lips pressed hungrily onto hers and she takes this opportunity to swing her legs over and straddle you on your couch—the movie in the background is long forgotten and all you care about right now is her.
You straighten yourself up and wrap your arms around her waist possessively; two years of pent up sexual frustration finally coming to an end and you make the most of it. Her lips are everything you’ve dreamed of; soft and sweet and succulent and you can’t help but think about how they slot in with yours perfectly as if you were meant to kiss her all this time. Your hands travel to her face to cup her cheeks, pushing her head deeper into yours and you notice her hands encircling around your back.
You take a break to catch your bearings, staring deep again at her now lust-filled eyes and you get a front row seat to the facial expression you’ve been dying to see for forever now. She moans into your mouth when one of your hands slides underneath her dress shirt to feel her smooth skin and the ridges of her abs which itself isn’t a surprise—what is surprising is the lack of bra when you travel further upwards and you come into contact with tits that you are sure is perky and round. “What a fucking slut, Minju. No bra?”
Your suspicions are confirmed when you practically rip the buttons off her shirt and throw it somewhere in your living room and your mouth waters at the sight of her breasts, they are definitely not the biggest you’ve seen but the way they sit on her perfectly shaped body with all of her curves and intricacies is more than enough to make up for it. “What’s the use of wearing one when I knew we were gonna end up like this anyways?” But before you could dive down to taste them you find your shirt being removed as well and the hunger in your eyes is mirrored by the way she’s staring down at your own pack of abs.
“I mean if I had it my way I would’ve told you to be shirtless already with only your boxers on before I came over but you can’t have everything in life right?” She is as handsy as you, those delicate fingers mapping your chest and your stomach with every little touch as if to decipher where her lips would go later. But you absolutely cannot wait any longer, grabbing her hand and placing it on her sides while you devour her nipples. Taking her left breasts between your lips while massaging the right one and the whimper of your name that escapes her lips is downright sinful while you alternate between the two.
You lick, slurp, and at times even get your teeth involved—just anything that can get her squirming and writhing on your lap is enough to fuel you. Even more so when she pushes your head deeper into her chest and she’s moaning “more please, fuck” in between whimpers.
Minju is one needy girl and that’s one fact that you find out quickly when she starts to grind on your hips and you can feel just how warm and wet her shorts are. You inadvertently bite on her nipples and she screams your name at the sensation. You utter a “sorry” in response but it doesn’t really matter when she gets off of you and you think you’ve absolutely screwed up. Fucking great. She stands up and you are about to give a more sincere and heartfelt apology but those thoughts are quickly washed away when she removes her shorts and then her panties.
“I want to see that cock. Now.”
You don’t waste a single moment before you proceed to do the same thing to your undergarments and the sight of her fully naked in front of you causes you to leak even more precum with your cock freely exposed to the air. Minju looks hot—which in itself might be an understatement with the way she’s fucking you with those wide eyes of hers, the way her nipples are glimmering under the lights of your living room thanks to your saliva, the way her abs contract with every breath she takes, the way those stocky thighs are slick with her essence. Forget those wet dreams because none of them could match witnessing the actual Kim Minju naked in real life in your apartment.
Minju squeals when you drag her back down towards you to make her straddle your lap again. No more games, no more foreplay, you slowly sink her down your cock and drink in her moans when she buries her face in your shoulder. She is suffocatingly tight, extremely wet but tight and you almost spill mere seconds after finally inserting your entire length inside her. You wince slightly as her manicured nails press into your shoulders and eventually your back. “Fucking—shit—If I only knew—”
Your pace is slow and methodical, even though you want to just pound her into oblivion and have her screaming to the point your neighbors will complain the morning after. She is Minju after all and she deserves that respect, but as to how long you can control yourself you don’t know. For now, you are content to just have her in your arms and revel in this moment that you’d never thought would ever come. Just feeling how your cock molds perfectly inside her and how her small bunny hops gradually increase over time and her face becomes lost in pleasure is more than enough.
Especially when you feel every inch of her goddess-like body pressed against yours when she arches up to you; her thighs bouncing against yours, her abs grinding against yours, and those breasts pressed against your chest. “—so deep, fuck—harder!” It’s about time you take control and you do just that, you plant your feet to the ground and you grab handfuls of her asscheeks with each hand before thrusting up in time with her thrust and Minju’s gone completely delirious now.
Gone are the coherent sentences as they are now replaced by expletive-filled chants of pleasure. She’s damn near crying on your cock, tears welling up in her eyes due to pleasure and so you pull her face away to get a glimpse of her sweat-misted face and how her eyes are unfocused. You don’t know what came over you but you feel your heart skip a beat seeing such surreal beauty up close and personal so you pull her in for another makeout session, continuing your long and hard thrusts while your tongue ravages her mouth much like your cock does with her pussy.
“Fucking hell, we should’ve done this sooner.” Another kiss on her lips, then another lick of her nipples—make that two licks, no in fact, you devour them once more. It’s becoming clearer that they’re starting to become your favorite part of her body and it’s completely justified. “ I can’t believe I had to jack off to your pictures when you were just one call away.” The woman in question doesn’t respond but she blushes, the raw honesty of your words is enough to reveal that shy and demure side of her again despite the situation you two are currently in.
Minju just brushes her hair aside in response while looking away, taking the initiative to bounce on your cock and you let her take over once again. “W-Well I’m here now—“ A particularly hard thrust deep into a certain spot inside her has her clenching around your cock much tighter than usual, you take mental note of this “—I hope I’m as good as advertised.” Of course she is and even better than whatever scenario you were cooking up inside your head, but instead of showing it through words you just smile at her and hope that it’s enough to show your admiration and you let your body do the talking.
You’re noticing how tired she’s becoming being on top so you don’t waste any more time and pick up the pace while still letting her guide the way. It’s silence between the two of you aside from the sounds of passionate lovemaking and that is just enough to push you two closer to the edge. You feel her clench tighter around you again and likewise you can feel your balls throbbing in anticipation too. It’s been a stressful week at work and there’s no better place to unload than inside her welcoming pussy. You’re just as close to her as reaching your orgasm and it’s becoming extremely difficult not to do anything but to burst inside hers.
Forget the lovemaking, you lift her up by her asscheeks and stand up from the couch and you immediately feel her limbs coil around your body as she gasps at the sensation of being fully seated by your cock. You start to thrust up again, this time more relentlessly without the restrictions of the couch and she’s leaking even more now and you can actually feel her juices stream down your cock and you know she’s extremely close. “D-Don’t stop, please. Don’t you ever fucking stop!” She’s bouncing much higher than before, almost completely unsheathing your length before she crashes back down on it again and now she’s actually crying in pleasure.
“Hnnghhh! Fuck! I can’t, I can’t—” There was certainly no way she was going to last any longer. “—G-Gonna cum on your cock!” And a few more of those wild thrusts is all it takes to set her off, going limp and forcing you to grab hold of her even tighter so she doesn’t slip off—a task given difficult given how much sweat is emanating both of your bodies but you don’t care especially when all of those juices causes you to slip out of her for a minute and you don’t care about the mess you two are making on the floor at this very moment when you’re about to follow her with your own orgasm.
“Such a fucking good girl for me, Minju.” You slide back inside her, this time it’s easier thanks to the lubrication she provided and you can’t help but grit your teeth and close your eyes. It’s too much, all of this. What transpired tonight and what it means for your future. It’s all too much to handle and you can’t hold it any longer. You’re about to give her the biggest load you’ve ever given anyone. “You deserve all of this, I’ve wanted you so fucking bad.“ All she can do is nod as she is still sensitive from her own orgasm but with the way she’s wrapping her arms around you tighter she wants it as badly as you do. “Gonna fucking cum inside.”
“Please! I want your hot—hnggh—I want your cum. Please. When a beautiful woman like her gives you such a permission you don’t waste it, you hold her tight as you begin to pump ropes after ropes of cum in her pussy with every deep thrust. You don’t want to stop cumming, can’t stop cumming—your legs going weak and forcing you to sit down on the couch while you continue to unload deep inside Minju. It feels fucking euphoric, feeling your load drip back down to your cock and balls as that seemed to drain the soul out of you.
You’ve been holding back from the moment you first saw her all those years ago and there’s no better feeling than this, not even a promotion could rival how addicting having sex with her feels and you want more. You want to continue diving into the ocean that is Kim Minju even if it means drowning, nothing else matters but her.
As if to try to coax more cum out of you, Minju continues to grind her hips while kissing you. This time it’s much more slow and gentle while you lay her on the couch and hover on top of her. It’s beautiful how her hair, though disheveled, cascades down her shoulders and fans out on the cushion below.
Her limbs are still wrapped tight around you, your softening cock starting to harden while you begin to fuck her once more—you’re making a mess of the couch with how you’re fucking your cam back into her but it doesn’t matter when she’s going to be filled again. “You still have enough cum for me? I’m surprised.”
You place kisses on her neck this time, making sure to leave marks dark enough that no amount of foundation can conceal it once Monday comes around. Surprisingly she doesn’t protest, perhaps she does want everyone to find out about you two. “Guess I didn’t do a good job of draining you, huh?” You respond by fucking her harder into the couch, feeling the furniture creak and move with every thrust and you render her speechless once again.
Lean down to capture those bouncing tits in your mouth and continue to work her to another orgasm which wasn’t difficult to accomplish considering how sensitive she still is. It didn’t take long to set you off either and you unload whatever remaining load you have, which is still plenty considering you almost passed out with how much you left inside her just ten minutes ago.
She urges you to sit up on the couch again and she gets off of it to kneel down in front of you before then taking your flaccid cock in her mouth to clean you off. The sight is pornographic, the way she shows off your combined juices on her tongue before making a show of swallowing it all. “Hmm, we taste good together. I don’t mind having some more of that.”
Minju gets off her knees to sit down right beside you and the way her naked body glistens under the natural light outside your apartment is an unparalleled sight that has your heart swooning and doing backflips. “Well, I’m free this entire weekend.” And perhaps shooting your shot when all of this has already happened is quite a ridiculous predicament to be in but you don’t want to be selfish after all. Surely a girl like her has plenty of suitors you’re not aware of and you don’t want to tie her down especially when nothing is official yet.
“I guess I could be convinced.”
Those ten seconds of silence felt like an eternity. But it was all worth it the moment she gives you that smile that makes your heart race even faster. And despite kissing her for what seems like a million times already, this one has special weight. As if to tell the world that the most beautiful woman you have ever known and perhaps will ever know is now yours and there’s nothing that could change that. Screw all of those disgusting old men with their mid-life crisis because your quarter-life crisis just ended in the most satisfying way possible.
You’re embarrassed by the way you whine the moment you don’t feel her lips on yours anymore but you are quickly consoled the moment she stands up and turns around to flaunt that perfectly shaped ass of hers. Suddenly, blood rushes to your cock again as if you didn’t cum twice already.
“Come on, take me to your bedroom.” Minju eyes you like a piece of meat once again when she pulls you up to your feet.
Hello can i ask your opinion using ai for writing smut? In this case,i'm the one who have prompt but cant write it beautifuly so i just type "he met her in the night" and the ai re tell it with more settings and expression ,do you think thats appropriate or not? Tysm 🙏🏼
I think, an AI has it uses. I used it for my early fics when I tried to be fancy with my words. Also I am writing some different stories just for fun, and I used AI chatbot because one of the characters I made was talking in an old English type of language. I think as long as the AI is a tool to convey the stories you're making it should be fine. Although when I was using AI after like the 6 prompt or so it just keep reusing the same word over and over again. More than that it tends to write overly poetic or dramatic stories so you should keep an eye on it.
Alright I was yapping, the point I'm that in making is, use AI as mostly a tool for some simple stuff like setting up the scene. Although it's best for you to review it again since it's an AI and they tend to miss the mark of what you want to convey in the first place.
A/n : This was a forgotten Fics Idea of mine. But thankfully one of our friends was kind enough to revive this idea. This is a commission work for CamarahOates. Hope You enjoyed it bro. And once again thanks for the commision.
Y/n POV
I’d always admired Karina from afar. She was the epitome of everything I wasn’t: popular, confident, and effortlessly cool. While I was the quiet kid who preferred books to parties, she was the life of the school.
One day, as I was walking through the empty halls, I saw her sitting behind a corner, a cigarette smoldering between her fingers. She was cursing at one of the teachers, her usually serene expression replaced by one of anger.
I was shocked. I had never seen Karina like this before. She was usually so poised and collected. But now, she was raw and vulnerable, her true self on display.
Karina noticed me watching her and immediately stiffened. She took a deep drag on her cigarette and exhaled a cloud of smoke before turning to face me.
"What are you looking at?" she demanded, her voice cold and menacing.
I stammered, trying to find my words. "I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-"
Before I could finish, Karina grabbed my arm and pulled me into a nearby locker. She pressed her body against mine, her breath hot against my ear.
"You better not tell anyone about this," she whispered, her voice low and dangerous. "Or else... I'mma have to kill you."
My heart raced. I had never felt so scared in my life. Karina's eyes were dark and intense, filled with a cold, calculating fury.
"I won't," I managed to say, my voice barely a whisper.
Karina released me and stepped back. She took another drag on her cigarette and tossed it to the ground, grinding it out with her foot.
"Good," she said. "Now go away."
I nodded and turned to leave. As I walked away, I couldn't shake the feeling that something had changed. Karina was no longer just the popular girl I admired from afar. She was a complex, dangerous woman who was capable of both love and violence.
Karina's obsession with me only intensified after our first encounter. She began following me everywhere, watching my every move. At first, it was unsettling but not outright terrifying. However, her behavior quickly escalated.
She started appearing in the most unexpected places, always just a few steps behind. I'd feel her gaze on me, cold and calculating. It was like she was always one step ahead, anticipating my every move.
One day, Karina approached me in the hallway and asked me to meet her after school. My heart raced. I knew she was capable of anything, and I was terrified of what she might want.
"I need you to promise me something," she said, her voice low and seductive.
I hesitated. "What?"
"You have to promise you won't tell anyone about what you saw that day," Karina replied.
I knew I had no choice but to agree. I was trapped in a web of fear and desire.
As a reward for my silence, Karina leaned in and kissed me. It was a passionate, intense kiss that left me breathless. But I knew it was more than just a reward. It was a way for her to keep me under her control.
From that day forward, Karina's obsession only intensified. She became more and more possessive of me, demanding my attention and affection. She would do anything to keep me under her control, even if it meant resorting to manipulative or coercive tactics.
I was terrified of her, but I was also strangely attracted to her. I found myself drawn to her dark side, the part of her that most people never saw. I was fascinated by her intensity, her passion, her willingness to do anything to get what she wanted.
But as Karina's obsession grew, so did her cruelty. She began to use her power to manipulate and control me. She would threaten me, belittle me, and make me feel worthless.
I was trapped in a web of fear and desire. I was afraid of what Karina might do to me if I tried to break free, but I also craved her attention and affection. I was a prisoner in my own life, a victim of Karina's dangerous obsession.
Time passed, and Karina's obsession with me had become a twisted kind of routine. I’d grown accustomed to her constant presence, to her watchful gaze. It was like living in a prison, where my every move was monitored, my every thought scrutinized.
Despite her cruelty, a strange kind of affection had begun to bloom within me. It was a toxic, twisted affection, born out of fear and desperation. I found myself craving her attention, even though I knew it was unhealthy and dangerous.
Karina, sensing my growing dependence, decided it was time to take our relationship to the next level. She wanted me, not just as her prisoner, but as her lover.
She began to seduce me, using her charm and her beauty to manipulate me into submission. She would whisper sweet nothings in my ear, promise me a life of luxury and pleasure. And I, weak and desperate, fell for her lies.
One night, Karina cornered me in the empty hallways. She pressed her body against mine, her breath hot against my ear.
"You're mine now, Y/n," she whispered. "Mine to do with as I please."
I tried to resist, to push her away. But she was stronger than me. She overpowered me, pinning me against the wall.
"You can't escape me," she said, her voice filled with a chilling intensity. "You're mine forever."
And so, I found myself in a relationship with Karina, a relationship that was anything but romantic. It was a twisted, toxic union, built on fear and manipulation. I was her prisoner, her toy, her possession.
And as the days turned into weeks, I began to realize that I was trapped. There was no escape from Karina's grasp. She had me under her spell, and I was powerless to resist.
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Karina's obsession had escalated to a dangerous level. She began to invade my personal space, showing up at my house unannounced. At first, I was terrified, but she had a way of making even her most intrusive behavior seem almost... comforting.
I found myself cooking for her, tending to her every need. She seemed to enjoy the domesticity, the illusion of normalcy. But I knew it was all a facade. Beneath the surface, she was still the same manipulative, controlling woman she had always been.
Karina's desire for me had grown even stronger. She would ask for cuddles, her hands tracing patterns over my skin. She would offer me kisses, her lips soft and seductive. But beneath the surface, there was always a hint of dominance, a reminder of who was in control.
One evening, as we were sitting on the couch, Karina leaned in and whispered in my ear. "I want you, Y/n," she said, her voice low and seductive.
I hesitated. I knew what she was implying, and I was terrified. But I was also strangely drawn to her, to the power she exerted over me.
"I'm yours," I whispered, my voice barely audible.
Karina smiled. She pulled me closer, her body pressed against mine. She began to kiss me, her hands exploring my body.
"All of this... Is mine". She Whispered, Her voice full of lust and want. As she started to caresses my cheeks. I just can't help but to get warm all inside.
Not long after that, She slowly Undresses herself, showing all of those beautiful feature of hers. She slowly chuckled, as She showed me that seductive black pair of lingerie. Enveloping her pearly white skin.
I gulped, As I looked at her. Astonished in the process. However This time, Karina was Needy, And possessive. And without any further instructions, Karina pushed Me into our shared bed. With so much dominance that It leaves a lot of pressure on to me.
She laughed, As she tore open my clothes, Revealing my weakened state. Her eyes suddenly lit up, As if a predator was eyeing her prey.
"You're mine... ".
"I-i'm Yours.. ". I whispered.
And what happened next was... Raw. Karina began Kissing my lips, Her kiss powerful than ever. It was full of need, full of dominance, and full of want. Her tounge kept exploring the inside of my mouth, Letting my mouth knows, whose in charge of it now.
As we finished the kiss, Karina slowly began kissing my neck, Exploring each nook and crannies of my neck. Kissing it, Before biting it, Marking me with her hickies. As my body slowly trembled with pleasures, Karina began kissing down further, My chest, My belly, Before finally she reached my shaft. She admired my shaft, And was happy when she saw how big my cock has become.
"You're so hard...". Her eyes lit up with excitement. Before she started to get on top of me. Straddling my harden cock.
Karina always loved to be dominant. Showing her raw side just when the two of us are alone. She kept making me worship those beautiful features of her. Such as her strong abs, Her Beautiful Pair of breast, And most of all, Her feet.
This point, While she was straddling me. She wanted me to worship those beautiful pair of boobs. As I slowly reached out. She immediately placed my hands right into her breast, As I slowly played with it. Karina moaned a little bit. As her naughty face lit up, She started to place my cock right inside her pussy, Which immediately made me moan.
"F-fuck.. K-karina... ".
"Do you like it? How tight my pussy is"? She began moving her hips, In a very erotic way.
"Like it? No.. I fucking love it". I answered.
Hearing those words, She began kissing me once again, As I kept playing with her breast. Our moans was loud, And our movement, Especially karina's was very energetic. As She kept riding me over and over again, She slowly stopped. Before pulling herself out from my cock, Her pussy was wet, Overflowing with our lovely juice.
"I want to do it in another position". She Gasped. Her voice still stern as ever. I could only nod at her request, Letting her "The Enchantress" Do anything she wants with me.
And not long, She started to fuck me in all of the possible Position known to mankind. Doggy style, Missionary, Cowgirl Reverse Cowgirl, Mating Press, And so on.
Minutes turns Into hours. As our body keep making love. Our passion for one another grew more and more. Our Juices started smothering the entire bedsheets, Making it wet with our cum and Sweats.
"Worship my body more" Karina Ordered. Her tone raspy, Her Gaze Sharp as ever.
And as I kept worshipping those beautiful body of hers, Karina found pleasure. She kept Moaning, as Her hips Erotically grinds my cock. Our Voice filled the entire room, As Karina began pulling my hair, Slapping my face with force. The slap left me on shock. As I felt a stinging pain all across my cheeks.
After that, Karina immediately kisses my cheeks. Licking and making sure that I didn't get sad or upset. She giggles, As her dominance side started to get more and more powerful. This time, She wanted me to cum deep inside her.
So after a few more rounds of fucking. She changes our sex position into a Woman on Top/Cowgirl position, Where she can have the most control. And as She kept grinding on my cock. She suddenly choked my neck. Her hands wrapping tightly around my neck.
"Who's been a good boy.... *licks her lips*".
"I-i've been A-a G-good B-boy"?
"Hahahahahah... Moan harder babe... Let me hear those beautiful moans of yours... Cmon... Don't be shy".
"Fuck... Fuck.. K-karinaaa"
"Let it out.. Just fucking shoot it deep in me... Get me fucking pregnant... Impregnate my fucking eggs... Fuck... Fuck... Mmhnm ahhh".
And Just like that, I've let out all of my cum inside my balls, Karina Moaned, As her body trembles, Her Womb tightened, As she laughed, Her eyes still gazing on my face, Before she planted a deep French kiss. Letting out tounge intertwine. As we break out from the kiss, Karina Thanked me... As she patted my head.
"I think I might be pregnant... chuckled You're gonna be a good Father right"?
"I-i would do my very best.. To make sure you and our baby happy... K-karinaa".
As the night wore on, our passion grew. Karina was a skilled lover, and she knew how to push my buttons. She was rough and demanding, but there was also a tenderness in her touch.
I found myself surrendering to her, letting her take control. I was hers, body and soul. And as I lay in her arms, I realized that there was no escape. I was trapped, a prisoner in my own home, a slave to Karina's twisted desires.
Guys I have bad news, I can't write the continuation of the Chaewon & Minju storyline. After all these times I'm still stuck on it. So I'm gonna postpone it for now and continue on the Eunbi story. Sorry 😔
Author's Note: … Challenge accepted @authorhjk1 you caused this so I pass the baton to you
Jiheon’s shoulders slumped as she walked up to her apartment door, exhaustion tugging at every step. The day had been a whirlwind of energy, lights, and endless cheers at the Kia Tigers stadium, where she’d spent hours promoting and performing with her usual vibrant charm. But now, all she wanted was to slip into something comfortable and unwind.
She fumbled with the key in her hand, her mind still buzzing with the echoes of the crowd. As the door clicked open, the familiar scent of her favorite dish greeted her—a warm, savory aroma that instantly lifted her spirits.
Stepping inside, she found the lights dimmed just enough to create a cozy atmosphere. The living room, which usually held the remnants of your shared hobbies, was immaculately tidy, with a small table set up in the center. There, laid out perfectly, was her favorite food—her mouth watered at the sight.
But what caught her eye next made her heart swell. Off to the side, you had arranged her reading set up, complete with her preferred snacks and a comfortable chair. Her favorite book was already there waiting for her to open it.
A tired smile spread across Jiheon’s face as she took it all in. You had thought of everything—every detail designed to help her unwind and recharge after a long day. She kicked off her shoes, feeling the tension in her body ease as she made her way to the kitchen, where she knew you'd be waiting with that familiar grin.
“You’ve outdone yourself this time,” she said softly, her voice filled with gratitude and affection as she wrapped her arms around you from behind.
You turned around, chuckling. “Anything for my favorite homebody. Now, go enjoy yourself. Everything’s ready.”
Jiheon pulled back, her eyes shining with appreciation. “You really are the best,” she said before heading to the table, her heart lighter, the weariness of the day already fading into the background. She ate happily as you finished the dishes used to make the meal. She watched you work diligently. She considered proposing to you since you had been together for 2 years now having met at a book signing event of a mutual favorite author.
“You know babe, you'd make a great house husband. Would you like to be mine?”
You laugh and turn around your pink and blue apron she got you as a gag gift for your birthday gets splashed with dishwater as you do so, “oh is that a proposal?” you tease. Jiheon nods happily.
“Oh well then in that case where's the ring? The fancy gesture. I'm not some cheap man or a hussy you know,” you joke.
Jiheon’s smile intensified as her eyes narrowed at you. She gets up and moves closer to you after finishing her food. Her eyes are seductive, hungry,
“So you're not saying no?” she teases raising an eyebrow.
You smile and say “I'm down if you are.” Jiheon’s smile changes as she begins to daydream about her wedding to you.
She walked closer to you so you could get a good look at her in all her glory.
Jiheon twirled to you in her pretty crop top Jersey. You smiled at her. "How do I look?" she asked.
you smiled and said, "Sexy as hell," Jiheon smiled back at you.
"you always know the right words to say, babe," she says
you laugh and say, "Really is that all it took to make you smile?" Jiheon's brighter-than-the-sun eye smile got you as it always does as she sits next to you. She came to your apartment after promoting at the game. She was tired and her introverted traits were forcing her to need a recharge, and your place was always so quiet and peaceful. An introvert's palace of sorts. she waddles to your couch to nuzzle closer to you. Certainly! Here’s a scene where Jiheon and her boyfriend discuss potential wedding plans, building on the playful proposal:
Later that evening, after the dishes were done and the last traces of dinner were tidied away, Jiheon and her boyfriend curled up together on the couch. The soft glow of the lamp bathed them in warmth as Jiheon rested her head on his shoulder, her fingers absentmindedly tracing patterns on his arm.
“So… about that house husband thing,” you began with a smirk, breaking the comfortable silence.
Jiheon chuckled softly, tilting her head to look up at him. “What about it?”
“Well, you seemed pretty serious earlier,” he teased, “and I was thinking… if you’re going to propose, we might as well start planning, right?”
Jiheon’s heart fluttered at your words, and she sat up a bit straighter, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “You mean it? You’d really want to start planning a wedding?”
You nodded, a smile spreading across your face. “Why not? We’ve been together for two years, and I can’t imagine anyone else I’d rather spend my life with. So, what do you think? How should our wedding be?”
Jiheon’s mind raced with possibilities. She had never been one to dream too much about weddings, but now, with you, it felt different—more real. “Well… I’ve always imagined something small and intimate,” she began, her voice soft as she painted the picture in her mind. “Just close friends and family, maybe somewhere outdoors. A garden or by the beach.”
You nodded along, picturing the scene she was describing. “I like that. Something simple but beautiful, just like us.”
Jiheon’s smile grew. “And I’d want the reception to be fun—lots of music, good food, and maybe even a little karaoke for old times’ sake.”
You raised an eyebrow and chuckled. “Karaoke at a wedding? You really are full of surprises.”
“Of course! I want our wedding to be a reflection of who we are, not just some formal event. And besides, I can’t imagine getting married without a little singing involved,” Jiheon said, her tone playful but sincere.
You leaned in, kissing her gently on the forehead. “I love that idea. And you know what? We should also write our own vows. Something that’s just between us, you know?”
Jiheon’s heart melted at the thought. “I love that. I’d want our vows to be something special, something that really captures what we mean to each other.”
You smile then remind her, “Since you proposed this though I'm still gonna need the ring,” you say in a joking tone and Jiheon one-ups you.
“Oh, don't you worry I'm going to get you the best ring ever. Every other wife is going to be so jealous of my househusband,” she says proudly,
“Oh and how are you going to pay for it?”
“Simple after we renew our contracts and become as big as Twice I'm gonna go to a jewelry brand (because obviously I'll be an ambassador) and buy you the cutest ring.” Jiheon asserts and you laugh at her enthusiasm.
She finds her favorite spot on the couch (draped along your body with her chin in the crook of your neck). She found much-needed rest. As you listened to her breathing your mind made you consider how proud you were of her, but also how her body perfectly fit into yours. The more you thought about the more your desire for her grew. Jiheon noticed the change in the atmosphere immediately and fell into a similar feeling she began to unconsciously grind her honey pot on your crotch the friction pushing both of you further down the desire rabbit hole.
You were the first to break, “fuck honey I need you. You say and Jiheon Smiles as she gets up removing her pants and top.
“You know there's this extreme sport I've been wanting to try,” Jiheon says seductively
Your eyes narrow and you ask, “Oh, and what is that,”
“Raw Sex” Jiheon cooed before taking your pants off. She admires your rod and says, "My husband has such a nice cock." You blush as she slides up and lowers herself onto your rod. She moans elated.
"God I forget how big you are." she moans, as she begins rolling her hips on top of you. You get a first-row view to watch as she humps and grinds on you as she looks for that sweet spot. As she searches your hand moves to her clit to give her that extra push, and she jolts. her eyes narrow as she locks eyes with you.
"More!" she moans as she rides you with greater intensity. you nod as you go further and further into pleasure with her. Her walls begin to tighten as she moves around you. The sound of her skin against yours and her angelic moans are music to your ears as you encourage her to cum with your body.
as she gets closer a thin layer of sweat builds on her body making her shine even brighter. you smile as she pulls you in for a kiss. her lips taste like the meal you just made for her. you smile as she breaks the kiss.
what sends you over the edge is when she says, "Is my house husband gonna cum with me." when she says that the both of your tumble into the pleasure spiral as she squirts all over your cock and you paint her guts white. you smile when it's all said and done, and say,
"you know what if everytime is gonna be like that then maybe I don't need the ring." Jiheon rolls her eyes before the two of you pass out on your couch.
Your girlfriend Yeji has been largely absent from your life this year, very busy touring with her group; she's got barely any time for you. At this point, you wonder if she still loves you at all.
"We have talked very little since you began touring," you say to her. "Do you still love me?" you ask her. "Of course I do," Yeji replies. But you remain unconvinced, since it's been a long while since you two had shared any moments.
On the following day, you arrive at your apartment. Yeji told you she was gonna be there, but as you enter it, you are unable to find her. Maybe she's finally gone and no longer wants to pretend to like you at all.
You search the house, trying to find if Yeji is in there. Some stuff that belongs to her is still around the apartment, but she's nowhere to be found. You keep digging but still can't find her. Is she hiding for you? Are you just clueless? Who knows.
You decide to go back to your bedroom, losing hope of ever fiding her, until you get surprised by a striking view just as you open the door.
Your girlfriend is there, completely naked, getting kissed by another girl, also without any clothes on. And what a body she's got: a beautiful face, perfect thighs, but above all else, an amazing pair of big tits.
"What do you think of my new girlfriend, honey? Isn't she pretty?" Yeji pokes fun at you as Karina keeps kissing her. "She's really stunning," she continues as you approach both of them. Yeji doesn't even look at your face, focusing on the massive erection building under your shorts and loving how quickly you got turned on by their naked bodies.
"Yeji told me you have been waiting for a long time for such a moment since she's started touring. I can guarantee we're gonna blow your mind," Karina says very confidently. "What do you think of him, Rina?" Yeji asks. "Seems like he's already ready for us," she continues as you kiss Karina and she touches your still clothed erection.
"That's so hot, baby," Yeji says. "Come on, let this beautiful naughty girl drive you crazy," she continues, pulling your shorts down to unveil your huge cock, as Karina now jerks it off while Yeji watches both of you enjoying each other with your naked bodies.
"I want you to suck his cock," Yeji tells Karina as she gives her big-booed friend a heavy smile. "Oh, dear, I can tell I'm going to suck the life out of his cock," Karina says, slowly getting on her knees as she keeps her hands touching it at all moments.
"Isn't she perfect?" Yeji asks you as you two kiss each other. Karina starts by licking your balls, then moving all the way up your shaft as she stares at you with her sexy eyes. Both of you and Yeji smile looking at this pretty girl with big tits on her knees for your cock.
"I love this big fucking cock," Karina whispers to you. Yeji also gets on her knees but just watches Karina take it in her mouth and stroke it. "I love the way she wants it," Yeji continues. "What a good girl, taking it slow and nice," she continues.
You slowly toy with Karina's mouth as Yeji dunks her head into your crotch. "Take that whole cock, good girl," she says. "Give me more; I want you to feed me that big cock," Karina says as soon as it pops out of her mouth. Yeji obliges. "That's so hot," you and her say almost at the same time as your shaft slowly disappears down Karina's throat.
"I'm going to get this cock so fucking wet for you; every time you push it in my throat, I'm gonna spit all over it like a good slut, getting it wetter and wetter," Karina says to you. That's the spirit; you love the way she talks dirty to you, making you groan as she licks the tip of it.
"Look at her body, baby; doesn't it deserve more of your attention?" Yeji asks. "Get behind her and worship this beautiful ass," she orders, telling Karina to stand up and getting in front of her to kiss her best friend. Karina lets out a sexy moan as you slide your tongue between her buttcheeks, while Yeji gets on her knees and kisses Rina's tits and tummy before going all the way down to her pussy.
Karina becomes the center of attention as she pushes both of your heads into her sexy fuckholes. Yeji eats her cunt out while you tongue her tiny asshole. "Ahhhhh, ahhhhh," she lets out more sexy moans, her right feet planted on top of Yeji's ass, as the itzy girl slides under her body.
"Holy shit, you two are so hot working your tongues in both my holes," Karina says. "Love how you lick my dirty asshole like that," she continues, taking a deep breath afterwards as you too stay determined to get her folds wetter. "Share me like a good fucktoy, AHHHHHHHHH FUCK," Karins keeps saying as you two worship every inch of her pussy.
"You're such a naughty little girl, Yeji, licking my little fucking cunt in front of your boyfriend," Karina tells her. "Tell me, does it taste better than his big fucking cock?" she continues. Yeji doesn't answer; just like in the past few months, she's too busy touring, but this time the your is on Rina's folds.
You get back on your feet and kiss Karina, taking advantage that Yeji is too busy playing with her pussy, as you two share lots of affection with your lips and you grab Rina's big tits, which are in very close range. "Hmm, baby, you like those big tiddies? Then let's go into bed, and I'll show you how good they are," Karina says.
You lay on the bed jerking your cock off, while both girls get on their knees. "I love watching you suck my boyfriend's cock," Yeji says as Karina sticks her tongue out and licks your shaft from top to bottom. "Wow!" you exclaim as Karina puts it in her warm mouth and stares at you. Yeji is there at the side, smiling at your reactions to her friend's hotness.
"Oh my God," you groan as Karina gives you a perfect deepthroat. "Look like you're enjoying it," Yeji says. And Karina hasn't even started, tonguing your tip and already putting you on the edge. "Look in my eyes and feel my hands crushing that fucking cock," Karina says as she uses it to massage your shaft, making the muscles of it crack and forcing you to use all your forces just to not cum.
"You like my grip on that cock?" Karina says. You can't answer anything, just letting out a groan to survive. You can tell who taught her those edging moves—none other than Yeji herself. And damn what a good teacher she is, because even the simplest moves can already drive you insane.
Karina keeps teasing your cock. "This is just the beginning; I'm gonna use all my orifices to jerk off that beautiful big cock," she says. And she hasn't even used her secret weapon yet, bobbing her head on your cock without using her hands. "I like to go very deep on that big fucking cock," Karina says, getting very sloppy and spitting all over it.
"I love it so much, ohhhhh, this is the best day ever," you say. "Well, we're gonna make it even better, Karina says, unleashing her (not so) secret weapon as she wraps your shaft around her big tits. "Oh, those tits are so perfect, especially sandwiching my baby's big cock," Yeji says, praising her best friend's assets.
"AHHHH, AHHHH, AHHHH," you scream as Karina bounces her tits on your cock. "Oh my God, she's so good," Yeji says as Karina licks the tip of your cock while squeezing it between her tits. "See, baby, I only bring home the best for you," Yeji brags.
"I love the way you work that cock," Yeji tells Karina. "Then come lick the tip too," she replies. "Suck that tip while I stroke that big cock with my massive fucking tits," Rina continues. And that's the moment where you finally can't take it anymore. The long drought had made you completely unprepared for Yeji's magical throat, meaning the moment that she stuck it in your cock for the first time, you caved and burst ropes of cum all over her mouth, with her spitting it so your sperm landed right on Karina's tits.
"Poor baby, he couldn't handle both of us squeezing that cock together," Yeji laughs. Karina pushes her boobs up, tasting your cum mixed with her and Yeji's saliva. "Tell me how it tastes," Yeji asks her. "Salty and sweet," Karina answers.
"That's your fault, you fucking bitch," you say, angry at Yeji for embarrassing you and making you cum so early in front of her best friend. "Yes, baby, that's my fault; I'm really to blame, not you, for missing my sexy mouth in your cock that much," Yeji punches back. "Come here, slut, I'm gonna show how much I missed it," you say.
You grab Yeji's long hair and push her face against your crotch, pounding it with full force. You truly can't deny Yeji's throat is indeed magical, as your cock quickly sprung back up and harder than ever. Karina takes advantage of her friend getting her face plowed, getting on her knees as well behind you to lick your asshole just like you did to hers earlier.
"Take my balls, bitch," you tell Yeji as you keep fucking her face. "Your girlfriend is really a sloppy bitch," Karina says as Yeji bobs her head hard on your cock. "Fuck that face like a pussy," she demands. Yeji pulls up a great show, taking your cock balls deep in her throat, getting Karina jealous as she watches her best friend pull out an amazing work with her throat. "Wanna stuff both our mouths like fleshlights?" Karina asks, getting into your bed with her ass up, with Yeji soon following up.
You then take turns stuffing Yeji and Karina's beautiful, sexy, naughty mouths, getting your cock wetter for their tight holes. "Don't close your eyes," you tell Karina, pounding Yeji's face hard afterwards while she stays with them wide open. "That's how it's done," you tell Karina shortly after. Yeji once again takes the roughest pounding, putting her head on the edge of the bed as your cock destroys her slutty face. When you're finally done, both their chins now drip in saliva as they do a great job spitting all over your big cock as you fuck their faces harder at each turn. After you're finished, you share a triple kiss with both girls, trading further fluids with their naughty mouths.
The two girls push you into the bed as Karina puts her huge tits in your face while Yeji makes the final adjustments to sit on your cock. "That's better than what I expected," Karina says. "I told you he had a big cock," Yeji replies.
Yeji deepthroats you a couple more times, enjoying all the blood of your body rushing into that big shaft. You grab her by the neck, and you two kiss each other like a pair of horny wild wolves. She crawls on top of your body. "Give me that fucking pussy," you whisper in her ear as you suck her perky little tits.
"Come here, Rina, help me and put this big fat cock in my tight meaty pussy," Yeji says as she detaches from you and positions herself on a classic girl on top position. Karina guides your cock into her entrance with a bright smile in her eyes, while Yeji pleases herself further by fingering her asshole.
"Fucking stretch my pussy open, baby boy," Yeji says as your cock gets inside her. "Sit on that big dick," Karina tells her as she positions herself on top of your face. "Such a big fucking cock, it barely fits in this little pussy," Yeji says.
"Oh my God, that feels so good," Yeji says, leaning forward to suck Karina's tits as she slowly bounces on your cock. Karina is having a blast, with your tongue licking her folds down low and Yeji playing with her boobs up top. Yeji detaches from her, bouncing on your cock already in a fast pace and showing her amazing cock-riding skills. But no worries for Karina, as Yeji's mouth is quickly replaced by your stretching arms, with your hands groping her tits hard.
Yeji shows why she's one of the biggest jigglers in the business. Her boobs may not have Karina's massive size, but she compensates that by being an elite bouncer. Karina watches as her best friend teases her. "I know you want to ride this big fucking cock too, having it stretch that little pink pussy and making those big tits bounce like pinballs," Yeji says to her.
"Feed that big cock to this little pussy, fuck baby," Yeji says as Karina gets close to her and kisses her best friend. "Hmmm, naughty girl," Karina says. "OH FUCK," Yeji moans as she puts her fingers up Rina's mouth. "Taste that ass," she says to Rina, putting her fingers back in her butthole while still bouncing on your cock.
"Fuck baby, your cock is so deep in me I can feel it through my asshole," Yeji says, leaning her body down as both of you team up to eat Karina's pussy. "Ahhhhh, ahhhhh," Yeji moans as Karina now motorboats her big tits in your face and you grab her girlfriend by her slim waist, trying not to lose sight with so much action going on around you.
Yeji rides your cock very slowly now, taking every inch of that big cock and teasing you about the wonders of Karina. "If your cock is already throbbing for my little pussy like that, you'll be blown away by my friend's little pink hole," she says. Her dirty talk drives you mad, as you start thrusting upwards while sucking Karina's boobs and grab Yeji's ass, shoving your big fingers up her tiny butthole.
"Hmmm, baby, I see you can't hide your anal obsession for long. But you'll have to wait today, AHHHHH," Yeji says, moaning as your hands. "But first, I want to see this big cock sliding deep in my friend's pussy," she continues.
Karina spreads her legs and sits on your cock. Much to your disappointment, she sits in a reverse position, so you're unable to see her massive tits bouncing. But that's exactly how she intended, teasing you to build up your desire for those massive melons.
"Oh baby, just like that, I love this big fucking cock in my pussy," Karina says as Yeji kisses her. "Be a naughty girl; bounce up and down, my boyfriend," Yeji says, moving in front of her and getting on her knees as she's ready to heat up your balls, lick your shaft, and taste Karina's stretched-out pussy.
"I want to feel every inch sliding in and out of my pussy," Karina says as she increases her pace. Yeji stretches her hands to grab her best friend's big boobs. "Baby, isn't she the best and the tightest?" she asks you. "Oh my God, I love the way your boyfriend fucks my pussy," Karina tells her, as Yeji now places her hands in Rina's pussy and her mouth in your asshole.
"Jerk of that cock while I bounce on it," Karina tells Yeji, who does just as she demands. That makes you lose your cool again, thrusting upwards against Karina's wonderful pussy. "YES, YES, YES," you groan and scream, impressed by the tightness of her hole.
"Taste your pussy," Yeji says, stretching Karina's cunt further, inserting a couple fingers in it, then moving up to shove it in her mouth while sucking her best friend's tits. You seize the opportunity to pound Rina's pussy at full speed, hitting her cervix no stop. "YES, BABY, FUCK THAT LITTLE PUSSY HARD," Yeji commands, raising her voice. "UHHHHH FUCK, FUCK FUCK, FUCK, AHHHHH," Karina moans as she is surprised by sudden blasts inside her tight hole and her tits bounce hard, which Yeji loves to watch, masturbating herself to the scene.
"Slam those balls against her dirty little cunt," Yeji demands of you. "I'm gonna do it even better," you reply to her. Karina's perfect ass at your sight activates your biggest kinks. And if her pussy is already this tight, you know her asshole will be even better, grabbing your shaft and switching holes.
"Oh baby, you want my ass? You gotta go slow on it though; I'm barely warmed up," Karina says. Yeji adds a little spit to your shaft. "You're gonna get really warmed up with that big cock up your tiny little ass, Rina," she says.
Karina bounces her perfect ass on your cock as Yeji adds a little heat to her pussy. "Rub my cunt like that," she tells her best friend, who also sucks her tits. "It fucking feels like heaven," Karina says. "I'm so proud of you taking that big dick," Yeji tells her. "I'm so happy that this cock is deep in my ass," Karina replies.
You pull out of Karina's butthole, leaving out a gape that Yeji is quickly to fill with her tongue. "You're gonna have a lot more time to fuck her ass baby, but now I need you to fuck mine," she says.
Yeji gets on all fours as Karina tongues her asshole while she sucks your cock. "Your ass tastes so good," Karina tells her. Yeji gets your cock wet as Karina feasts in her ass. You mount on top of your girlfriend, ready to end a months-long drought and punish your slutty girlfriend for giving up that butthole to countless guys while she was on tour.
"Oh fuck, that dick feels so good in my ass," Yeji says. Perhaps just as good is Karina's tongue licking her pussy, as she slides under your girlfriend's body. "Fill my asshole up with that cock," she says. You spread her cheeks, enjoying the gape that starts to emerge in her butthole. "That's quite a big gape, you dirty slut; I bet many guys fucked that hole in that endless tour, but I'm still the best one," you say.
"Yes, baby, you're the best cock to take my ass; that's why I want you to take it hard and deep," Yeji answers. You do just that, fucking her ass hard and deep, better yet with you having such a great cheerleader to motivate you. "Deeper, deeper, stretch that ass balls deep," Karina tells you.
"That cock is so hot going up and down that naughty butt," Karina says to you, making you pound your girlfriend even harder. "I love the way you shove that cock balls deep in my ass," Yeji then says as you give her a massive gape.
"Pound it, pound it," Karina keeps pushing you. "Isn't that gape beautiful?" Yeji asks afterwards as she chenches it down with your cock deep in her anus, making you groan hard. You pin Yeji's head into the bedsheet, which only makes her want you to push harder. "FUCK THAT ASSHOLE," she rises her voice.
"Like that?" you ask her, meeting her demands with hard thrusts that make the bed shake. Her moans get faster and louder. "KEEP POUNDING, KEEP POUNDING," she says. You destroy Yeji's asshole. "YES, POUND ME, FUCK ME," she begs as her asshole turns into your fleshlight and you spank it hard. "GIVE IT TO ME, GIVE IT TO ME," she keeps begging. "That's the best fucking hole you're ever gonna get; take it hard," she brags as you pin her into the bedsheets and give her a rough prone-bone assfucking while she reaches for Karina's pink pussy and eats her best friend out trying to cope with the violence of your thrusts.
Yeji winks her gape to you as you finish fucking her ass, feeding your cock for Karina to taste. "Suck it, baby, I'm gonna fuck your ass next, but first I need you to clean my cock from my girlfriend's dirty butthole," you tell her.
"Taste her ass," you say to Karina as she feasts on your big cock, taking it deep in her throat and enjoying Yeji's asshole flavor.
"Spread it, baby," you say as Karina gets on all fours. "I want you to use that asshole," she says, in a very soft manner. Despite you fucking it just a few minutes ago, it barely feels like it, as her hole remains extremely tight and you have to carefully insert your cock in her tiny butthole, which refuses to give up.
"Ahhhh, oh my God," Karina moans as she bites the bedsheets while her asshole is slowly stretched out. "Your boyfriend's cock feels so good in my ass; it stretches me out so well," she says to Yeji.
"Fuck her hard, make her remember that cock," Yeji tells you as she pops out on top of Karina's ass, placing her hands on her best friend's cheeks to stretch it out. "Keep spreading it," you tell Yeji, who obliges.
"I love feeling that big cock stretching out my tiny pink asshole," Karina says to you in an aegyo-esque manner, telling you how numb she feels for that cock. Her tight hole squeezes your cock to the maximum, forcing you to put your best effort into fucking it, even with Yeji helping spread it out. It won't be long until you cum again, especially when you look at your girlfriend's slutty face and the way she sticks her tongue out in glee, loving watching your cock disappear inside her best friend's asshole.
"Oh my God, fuck, that cock is so fucking good, ahhhhh," Karina moans. "Looks like that slut can't get enough of that big cock, baby," Yeji says. You look at your girlfriend in the eye while Rina keeps moaning like a kitty in heat. Just like with Yeji, you want to see Karina's gaping hole after your big cock pounds it. But unlike your girlfriend, her hole clenches as soon as your cock pops out of it.
Karina teases you as she also winks her butthole. Even though the size of her asshole is inversely proportional to the size of her tits, you and Yeji bring up a perfect team effort to spread it out and slowly gape it. "That's my girl." You praise Yeji's efforts and feed your cock to her tongue as a reward for her to taste Karina's anus.
"You're such a nasty little whore tasting that asshole; that's what you like, your friend's tiny little butthole," you tell Yeji. "Yes, baby, we are two nasty little whores," she replies to you while Karina is still biting the bedsheets and moaning. "What else do you want for spreading that tiny hole for me?" you ask Yeji. "I know your cock from top to bottom; I can tell you're really close to cumming again. I want you to glaze my face full of your cum when that tiny little ass milks you dry," she demands.
"Spread it wider if you want to get it," you tell Yeji as you get balls deep in Karina's ass. The big tit girl closes her eyes as her asshole gets obliterated and her massive milkers bounce like crazy, and your cock claps against her cheeks. "OH MY GOD, FUCKKKKK," she moans softly as you and Yeji keep playing with her asshole. "Fuck my tiny little asshole just like that," Karina says as you give her butt a huge spank, making her scream. "You fuck me so hard," she moans. Yeji, like the nasty whore she is, licks her best friend's butthole as your cock fills it up. You take turns between both girls holes until you finally can't resist and blast a massive load into Yeji's naughty face, just as she asked for.
"There it is, you fucking slut, my fucking cum all over that fucking face," you say to Yeji, who scoops the drops that fall into Karina's asshole and licks your cock. She then brings her best friend to lick her face and taste her boyfriend's cum. "Taste at this salty and sweet sperm; I know you love it," Yeji says to Karina, who sweeps her tongue all over Yeji's face, adding to her already massive amounts of milk in her body.
The two girls get some time to kiss each other and savor your cum. "You're such a good little slut, Rina, milking my boyfriend dry," Yeji praises her best friend. "But we aren't done yet," she continues, laying her back on the bed. You already know what to do, sliding your cock back in your girlfriend's asshole. "I know you want more, baby; there is nothing you like better than fucking girls in their little assholes. I still remember that time you fucked all my groupmates and came in every single one of them," Yeji says.
The heat picks up as you kiss Yeji and start fucking her in a spooning position. Even though she's a massive slut, Yeji can also be a perfect, passionate girlfriend. "Put it nice and slow in me; that cock is so fucking big," she says, shifting her tone. Karina just watches as you too make out. "Oh my God," Yeji moans as you finger her cunt and pinch her nipples, slowly building her up for a big climax.
"Fuck, you're stretching my fucking asshole so fucking much," Yeji ramps up the f-bombs. "I love the way it stretches me out so fucking hard," she continues. "Did you tell your best friend that?" you ask, as Karina is out of view and turns into merely a bystander, still recovering from the pounding you gave to her asshole.
"That's so good; I like the way you go deep inside me," Yeji says as her anal spooning session continues. "Deep and slow in my little asshole, please, baby," Yeji begs. Karina just enjoys the two lovebirds having sex, masturbating herself to both of you getting fucked. "Keep going; I want to feel every inch inside that tiny little ass," Yeji continues.
"You mean every inch deep in that gaped ass, you whore," you say to Yeji, increasing the pace as your balls hit her clit with full force now, making her moan like crazy. "AHHHHHH, AHHHHHH, AHHHHH, AHHHHH," she screams. "That's what you asked for, you dirty little slut," you say to her as you go back to play with her cunt and enjoy her tits jiggle like they usually do during Itzy concerts.
"Yes, baby, that's the fucking spot," Yeji says as you massage her clit. Her orgasm is building up as you pound her hard. "Fucking give it to that little asshole," she says. Karina returns to the scene, kissing you as you destroy her best friend's fuckhole. "Hmm, she looks so good with so much cock in her ass," Karina says. "Even better with my fingers also in her needy cunt," you reply, stuffing them in Yeji's pussy and searching for that squirting fountain.
"Ohhhhh yeahhh, I like when you fill both my fucking holes, baby; make me squirt; do it like the last time I brought Ryujin here; make me squirt all over my friend's slutty face; ruin her smile," Yeji says, noting that Karina is enjoying watching her getting pounded.
Karina comes close to both of you as you try to make Yeji cum. "Oh yeah, baby, keep pounding that ass," your girlfriend says. Karina licks her best friend's pussy as you choke Yeji, making her walls clench even further. She's really close. You stimulate her nipples. "Fuck me just like that," she whispers to you. "Do you like fucking your slutty girlfriend in the ass?" Karina asks, kissing you. "Oh, I love it," you say to her.
"OH MY GOD, THAT'S SO GOOD, PUT IT ALL THE WAY INSIDE ME, OH, FUCK BABY, I'M CUMMING," Yeji screams as she squirts a fountain that lands in perfect sync with Karina's opening mouth. Better yet, Rina gets to taste it just as you place your mouth in her big tits and search for that hot milk. But you keep fucking Yeji after her orgasm, letting her turn the whole bedsheet wet. "OH FUCK, THAT'S HOW I WANT IT," she moans.
"Look how much this slut wants to get fucked in her asshole," you say to Karina, kissing Yeji while keeping your cock buried deep in her butt. "Now come here and taste it," you tell her as Karina dives her head into your big shaft. "I love watching my slutty friend taste my dirty little asshole," Yeji brags as she fists her own butthole and tastes it herself.
Karina wastes no time and tries to sit on your cock again, but this time you have different plans, grabbing her legs and putting her under a full nelson. "Oh fuck, baby, your cock feels so good to slide in and out of me," Karina says as her legs go fully up in the air. Yeji massages her best friend's lower body, paying special attention to her pink pussy.
"Look how this dirty little slut loves this cock, right? You like that, Rina?" Yeji asks as she massages Karina's pussy. "Yes, make me cum on that cock," Karina demands. "I FUCKING LOVE THAT DICK," Karina screams as you play with her hole and make it gape. "Stretch my asshole out, fuck, keep pumping that asshole deep; jerk that cock off inside me," Karina begs.
"That's so fucking hot, watching you take my boyfriend's cock," Yeji says to Karina. "I'm gonna cum all over it," the big tit girl answers as you fully lock her legs and turn Karina into an anal fleshlight. "Pound that ass, fuck it deep," Yeji says, cheering you up as you destroy Karina's tight butthole. "I'm gonna fucking cum," Karina moans. "Cum on his fucking cock," Yeji demands.
Karina reaches her orgams as Yeji enjoys seeing her friend's gaping butthole. "That's some good work, baby, gape that tight little ass," she says. "Spread my cheeks out; show your girlfriend how much you stretched my ass out," Karina tells you.
"Stuck your tongue inside of it," Karina says to Yeji, who follows. "Hmmm, such a delicious asshole," she says, taking your cock a couple times deep in her throat before putting it back in. "Yes, taste my stretched-out asshole," Karina approves.
"That's exactly what I want to see," Yeji brags, playing with her pussy as she watches you dominate Karina. "Rub your pussy, rub your fucking pussy, as you watch your boyfriend fuck me in my little ass," Karina orders to Yeji. "You wanna cum with me?" she then asks. "Let's cum together," Yeji says.
"Show me how hard you can fuck that ass; I wanna cum in that cock," Karina orders to you, who increases the pace. "Keep going, keep going; I wanna fucking cum," Karina continues to say. Yeji just sits and watches to get a privileged view of her best friend turning into her boyfriend's cocksleeve.
"FUCK THAT ASSHOLE AS HARD AS YOU FUCKING CAN, FUCK, AHHHHHHHH," Karina can't finish the sentence as her legs shake and she cums all over your cock. "Looks like that big cock was too much for that little slut to handle," Yeji says, her hands still in her pussy as she dives into your balls to lick Karina's dripping juices before diving into Karina's pussy to make it squirt further. "Eat that pussy, eat that fucking pussy, ahhhhhh," Karina moans as Yeji gets a juicy drink to taste and loves every second of it.
Yeji misses no opportunity, taking Karina's ass next in her mouth. "Taste that asshole, taste it; your girlfriend is really a dirty little slut; she loves having her tongue deep in my asshole," Karina says to her.
Karina smiles as you give her asshole a second round of pounding. "Fuck as hard as you want; that's your little jerkoff hole; that asshole loves your big fucking cock; shove that whole cock deep in my ass," she says as you reach to jerk her cunt off. "Fuck it harder; make my pussy feel those balls slapping all over my clit," she continues.
"Shit, that's your asshole, that your asshole, give it to me," Karina begs as you increase the pace and hammer your cock deep in her butt, her big tits losing control as they bounce hard. "FUCKKKKK YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, DON'T STOP," she screams as she cums again.
"Show your girlfriend what you did to that ass; pull it open," Karina orders to you as she pulls out a massive gape. "Look at that gape; it's so beautiful, so fucking hot," Yeji says as Karina winks it to her. "Looks like your boyfriend's big cock had a blast in my asshole; I hope he isn't tired yet," Karina replies as Yeji dives to taste her hole from your cock.
Both girls team up on your cock as you try to fuck their faces. But you are exhausted. However, the girls want more. Yeji puts her ass up and legs in the air as she lays down in your bed. "My turn," she says as you dive to eat her pussy out. Soon, both of you and Karina are teaming up on her holes, kissing each other as Rina eats Yeji's pussy and you eat her ass.
You quickly put your cock back in Yeji's ass, thrusting it slowly as you recover your energies. "How does it feel in this tight little asshole?" Karina whispers at her best friend's year. "So fucking amazing," Yeji says. "I love the slow and deep pumps, feeling it as you jerk your cock off in my butthole. So hot, baby, I love watching you fuck my ass—better, watching you fuck her ass and then get this big cock back in mine," she continues.
You play with Yeji's gaping hole. "That feels good, right? You like feeling her tight walls clenching on your big cock? Fucking gripping it," Karina asks you. "Please, baby, stick your whole cock deep in my asshole," Yeji begs. "You wanna empty your balls in your girlfriend right now?" Karina asks.
"He wants to empty his balls, but it's going to be in your asshole," Yeji whispers to Karina, spoiling her and making her smile. "Baby, you're so fucking perfect; just make me fucking gape like you do; you know what I like," Yeji keeps saying as Karina kisses her.
Yeji spreads her ass and increases the size of her gape for Karina to see. "Your cock is so fucking good doing that to my asshole," Yeji says. "It's good and so fucking big too," Karina replies. "And it's getting that slutty asshole very loose, stretching it out perfectly," she continues.
"Ah, fuck, he's definitely loosening it up," Yeji moans as Karina whispers dirty words into her ears. Karina kisses her and fingers Yeji's pussy as you finally get the energy back to increase the pace and play with her gaps. "Oh baby, you and her are gonna make me cum soon; I'm gonna cum," Yeji says. "Then cum on his fucking dick," Karina repies.
"Yes, yes, make me cum baby, keep me fucking like that," Yeji says as Karina's nails pinch her clit, getting her even closer. "That's exactly what I need," Yeji keeps saying. "Oh shit, you hit my spot," Yeji tells Karina. "Your fingers are sending me to heaven," she continues.
"Cum for us, cum for us," Karina demands. "Use that asshole, fuck your girlfriend until she cums," she continues. "I'm gonna cum; I'm gonna cum; just keep doing that baby, FUCKKKKKK," Yeji cums and moans. "Perfect baby, I brought you such a sexy lady; I'm so glad you answered back by making me cum; you gave me such a good dick massage in my ass," Yeji says as you kiss her pussycat and eat her gaped butthole.
"It seems like Rina wants some more cock; are you gonna give it to her?" Yeji asks. "I'm a bit tired," you answer. "Come on, baby, just let her sit on that cock one more time and bounce those big tits all over it," Yeji says, pushing you into the bed as Karina jerks your cock off and prepares herself.
Karina impales herself in your big cock, starting an anal squatting session. "Let me see you sitting on this dick," Yeji says, getting behind her. "That's so fucking hot," Yeji continues, sucking your balls as Karina twerks her sexy ass on your cock, quickly ramping up the intensity and making her big tits bounce hard.
"It's so hot watching your ass bouncing on my boyfriend's dick," Yeji tells Karina. "That juicy ass is so sexy," Yeji tells her as Karins swings her butt back and forth.
Yeji tastes your cock deep in her throat to make it even wetter for Karina's tight hole. "Taste my ass; lick every inch of that big fucking cock," Karina tells her. "Shove it back in my asshole; I need it so bad," she continues, to which Yeji obliges.
Yeji now gets even nastier, licking your shaft trying to follow Karina's bounce. "Give it to me," Karina whispers as Yeji puts you on the edge with her insane cock-licking and ball sucking. "You've got such a nice ass; I want to see you smash that booty on his big fucking dick," she tells Karina.
"Oh shit yes, that cock is so big in my asshole; I love how deep it gets inside me," Karina says as she keeps twerking and squatting on it. Yeji now gropes her best friend's boobs as she bounces on her boyfriend's cock. "I love riding that fucking dick with my asshole, yes, yes, yes," Karina tells her, moaning harder. "And I love watching you ride it; you've got such a hot ass, Rina," Yeji replies.
"Stretch me out, baby; I won't stop until you cum in my ass," Karina says. "Such a fucking dirty girl, the perfect cum slut," Yeji says, enjoying Karina's insane squatting on her boyfriend's dick. "Look how hard this dirty slut rides; she really wants your cum, baby," Yeji talks.
"Your boyfriend is living his best life now, Yeji, jerking off his big cock in my tiny little asshole, fulfilling the dream of every guy in this country," Karina says, flaunting about her assets as her asscheeks clap loudly against your hips. "Bounce on that fucking dick until he cums," Yeji says.
Although you are quite tired, you finally decide to take matters into your own hands, getting up the bed and lifting Karina up to carryfuck her in the ass. Yeji slides under your body, sucking your balls as you pound Rina's butthole. "FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, POUND THAT ASSHOLE, GIVE IT TO ME. SHITTT!" Karina screams, her big tits bouncing really hard as you take every opportunity to suck them as soon as they get within reach.
"CUM INSIDE ME BABY, CUM IN THAT TINY LITTLE ASSHOLE, SHOW YOUR GIRLFRIEND HOW MUCH YOUR BIG COCK LOVES IT," Karina begs. "DON'T STOP, USE THAT ASSHOLE UNTIL YOU FILL IT UP WITH YOUR SPERM," she continues to shout. Yeji uses her hands to stroke your cock as you pound her friend. "JERK THAT FUCKING COCK INSIDE ME, MAKE IT BUST," Karina orders.
Yeji's stimulation is too much for you to resist as you explode hard inside Karina's tight butthole, lifting her body completely and flaunting about the gape you left in her asshole like it's your personal trophy. Your cum starts dripping down it and lands straight on Yeji's mouth for her to taste. "Wow, that asshole got such a nice flavor with my boyfriend's salty and sweet cum," Yeji says.
"Bring her down; I want her to taste it," Yeji orders as you put Karina back on her feet and the two start kissing each other and swapping your semen in their mouths. "Such a nice, hot, and sticky load, isn't it?" Yeji asks Karina. "Yes, it's perfect; I can't wait to do this again," Karina replies.
Karina gets her clothes back on and leaves your apartment. What a fool you were for thinking Yeji no longer loved you. After today, you had no doubts; she was the best girlfriend ever. And more than that, the nastiest, dirtiest, and sluttiest of them all.
"So, baby, who do you want me to bring to you next time to fuck her ass?" Yeji asks. "But you can't say Karina," she continues.
"Honestly, any girl, you're such a good girlfriend to me," you tell her.
"Wait and see, I already have someone in mind," Yeji says, kissing your cock for one final time and licking the remnants of cum out of it.
"I can't wait," you say, kissing her as you collapse into your bed.
hey I saw ur back! I was wondering where u've been I'm glad ur doing better now <3 hang in there and I hope the rest of the way is easier for u :DDDD
Yo thx for the kind words my man. Sorry for the late response I was catching up with a lot of IRL shit. Hey wish you the best in life as well. You're a fucking legend mate
(Incest Son x Mother, Blood Related, Taboo, Titfucking, Blowjob, Anal, Creampie)
I had been living with Eunbi, my slmother, for a few years now since my father has gone. She was a stunning Korean woman, with long black hair, delicate features, and a body with big tits that could make any man's head turn. I was in my early twenties, and Eunbi was in her mid-forties, but she looked even more youthful and vibrant than many women my age.
One day, as I was taking a shower, I heard a knock on the bathroom door. It was Eunbi. "Hey, can I come in?" she asked. Before I could answer, she opened the door and stepped inside.
I was taken aback, but I tried to act cool. "Uh, sure," I stammered, covering myself with a towel.
Eunbi smiled at me, her eyes twinkling. "I hope you don't mind," she said, "but I needed to use the bathroom, and I didn't want to disturb you."
She walked over to the sink and started washing her hands. I couldn't help but stare at her reflection in the mirror. She was wearing a tight-fitting dress that accentuated her curves, and her hair was styled in a way that made her look like a movie star.
As she dried her hands, she turned to me and looked me up and down. "You know, you're a good-looking boy," she said, her voice low and sultry.
I felt my face flush. "Thanks," I muttered, trying to sound nonchalant.
Eunbi stepped closer to me, her eyes fixed on mine. "I mean it," she said, her breath hot against my face. "You're a real hottie."
I didn't know what to say. I had never thought of Eunbi in a sexual way before, but now, with her standing so close to me, I couldn't help but feel a stirring in my loins.
Eunbi must have noticed, because she smiled and reached out to touch my chest. "You like that, don't you?" she whispered.
Eunbi's hand moved down to my towel, and she started to pull it away. "Let me see what you've got," she said, her voice full of desire.
I let her take the towel off, and I stood there, naked and exposed, in front of my mother.
She looked at me for a moment, her eyes taking in every inch of my body. Then she reached out and took my cock in her hand. "Nice," she murmured, starting to stroke it gently.
Then she on her knees, open her tanktop and bra and take my cock between of her big tits. "You like it baby? You like my big tits? This tits feeding you when you are a baby" she keep squeeze her own breast, keep my cock between her tits.
"Mommy aahhhh" I start moan since her try to suck my cock when my cock still between her tits.
She continued to stroke me, her other hand reaching up to cup my balls. "These are nice and heavy," she said, giving them a gentle squeeze.
I let out a cry of pleasure as she started to suck me, her tongue swirling around my shaft. I had never felt anything so good before.
As she sucked me, Eunbi reached up to tweak my nipples, her fingers pinching and twisting them gently. "Do you like that?" she asked, her voice muffled.
After a few minutes, she stood up and turned around, bending over the sink. "Fuck me," she said, her voice husky with desire.
I didn't need to be asked twice. I stepped forward and positioned myself behind her, my cock pressing against her pussy.
Eunbi glanced back at me over her shoulder. "Not there," she said, her voice low. "I want you to take me from behind."
I nodded, understanding what she meant. I grabbed her hips and positioned my cock at her entrance, then pushed forward, sliding into her easily.
Eunbi let out a moan of pleasure as I started to fuck her, my hips slapping against her ass.
"Harder," she gasped, looking back at me over her shoulder.
I obliged, thrusting harder and faster, my balls slapping against her clit.
I groaned, my hips thrusting even harder. I had never felt anything like this before.
After a few minutes, I pulled out of Eunbi's pussy and positioned myself at her ass. "I want to take you here," I said, my voice husky.
Eunbi nodded, her eyes glazed with pleasure. "Do it," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
I pushed forward, sliding into her ass easily. Eunbi let out a cry of pleasure as I started to fuck her, my hips slapping against her ass.
"I'm going to cum, Mommy" I gasped, my hips thrusting faster.
"Cum inside me," Eunbi moaned, her lips still closed around my balls.
I groaned and thrust harder, my cock pulsing as I filled Eunbi's ass with my cum.
We both stood there for a moment, panting and gasping for breath. Then Eunbi stood up and turned around, a satisfied smile on her face.
"That was amazing," she said, reaching out to stroke my cheek.
I nodded, still trying to catch my breath.
"Kwon Eunbi, do you wanna be my girlfriend? Then become my wife one day?"
Eunbi smiled and nodded and leaned in to kiss me, her tongue exploring my mouth.
As we kissed, I felt a surge of desire wash over me. I knew that this was just the beginning, and I couldn't wait to see what else Eunbi had in store for me.
Yuna and I have been together for about a year now. She has been the greatest thing that ever happened in my life. She's sweet, caring, and of course beautiful. She's a member of a famous Korean Girl group called ITZY. Ever since I've heard her singing, I just got addicted to her voice and charm. And I just can't believe that I got the chance to actually be her boyfriend. After doing a hardwork on her comeback, She has been taking some rest for a while. Her fiery red hair was weird at first. Almost as if I'm looking at a freaking hot cheetos XD.
But I got used to it in the end. And don't get me wrong. It was definitely a weird style of color. But thankfully She's beautiful, So it doesn't really matter. And by the end of the day, She's my girlfriend. And I can't be more proud than ever, To have her here by my side.
But lately, She's been getting weird. After one of her members, Lia fell sick. She's been getting this Paranoid attack which made her tremble a lot. I was worried sick. And stayed by her side as long as I could. After a lot of reassurance, Yuna finally felt better. And she started to get cheerful along the way. That Is until That incident happened.
I just woke up, Wondering where Yuna had gone off too. I started walking along the apartment floor, Letting out a yawn. As I went into the bathroom, I took the nearby Toothbrush and brushed my teeth. As I looked over at the table, Yuna had prepared me my favorite breakfast. It was 2 Sunny side eggs, 4 Strips of Bacon, and a Lovely side of Hasbrowns. As I opened the fridge, I also saw the freshly squeezed orange juice and immediately poured it into my glass. As I drank it, It was refreshing. I immediately took my fork and knife and ate as if I hadn't eaten for a whole day, savoring each bite and combination of food and condiments.
As I cleaned my plates, Someone Pressed the bell on the front of the door. And as I looked over the door cam, It was Yuna? But somehow she has new coloured hair, or it may seem like a brand new extension. Anyway, She looks cute and pretty in those extensions. As I opened the door, I immediately ran and hugged her, which somehow made her freeze. Idk why but her eyes seem to be shocked.
"What's wrong"? I said, My Voice filled with question.
"N-nothing... It's just... Nevermind.. Let's get inside". She said
As we both entered the living room. I immediately told her how good breakfast was. She made the bacon perfectly crisp yet soft at the same time. She only smiled, Saying thanks. Before she eyed the whole living room. Seemingly weirded out by the layouts. She checked each corner, before gently asking...
"Uhmm.. Where is our Bedroom"?
"Umm what do you mean babe.. It's over there". I pointed my finger at the red colored door. Which made Yuna Laught a bit.
"I'm just joking with you... I'm gonna change a bit.. ".
"Uhh okay.. Sure.. Are you hungry? I can make you some pancakes if you want"?
"That would be lovely babe... ".
And with that, I took the nearby apron before wearing it tightly around my body. As I took the Pancake Mix from the shelf, I hastly prepared the pancake batter. Making sure it cooks perfectly, I tried cooking a small piece first. And after flipping it successfully, I made dozens of perfectly cooked Pancakes. After getting a plate for Yuna, I plated her plate beautifully with fresh berries, and her favorite Honey on top.
"Babe.. The pancakes are ready".
Hearing that, Yuna immediately ran to the dining table. Sitting at one of the chairs nearby. As she slowly takes the silverware. She gently pokes the surface of the pancake, Letting all of the honey and berries slide within her mouth. As she slowly eats it. Her eyes immediately lit up.
"Oh My God.. This is the best pancake I've ever eaten in my life".
I can't help but to chukle at her childish behavior. Before gently pinching her chubby cheeks, Making her blush a bit.
"It's all Yours. Once you're done don't forget to wash the plates okay.. I'll wash the Pans and the bowls first". I said, Gently walk away to the faucet.
As I washed the dirty dishes, I couldn't help but think about How Yuna got home so quickly. I mean she left early in the morning around 4 Am, But she already Got home at 10 Am. I mean I'm not mad that she got home quicker. But She didn't really text me or call me about it. But anyway, She's here and that means we can spend more time together.
As I kept cleaning those dishes however, Suddenly I felt cold shudders around my arms. I sense something strange, And Oh boy does that senses were right. Yuna was behind me, Hugging me while she wore what only felt as her pair of Bra and Panties. I suddenly freaked out, Not knowing what was going on.
"Are You Suprised"? Yuna teased, Her voice bubbly and full of giggles.
"W-what.. What are you doing babe"? I asked, Not knowing what the hell is going on.
Before I can talk any more senses onto her, Suddenly Yuna places herself in front of me. She wears a sexy looking pair of red Lacey underwear, Which only made me hornier and hornier. She smirked, Before placing a finger down to my Chin, Before slowly lifting it up.
"You've been an angel, And I'm here to make sure you feel heaven Itself babe" Yuna whispered, Her voice raspy and her lips slowly trembling.
And not before long, Yuna planted a deep kiss onto my lips. The lingering smell of Cherries fills my whole nostrils. I never knew that She was good at kissing. I mean we did kiss a few times, But not like this. This kiss felt needy, it felt lustful. Yuna's Tounge keeps playing with my own Tounge. As we slowly escaped the kiss, We took a deep breath, I've never experienced something like that before.
Yuna Chuckles, Before slowly kneeling down. I slowly looked away feeling shy, as She eyed my hardened cock.
"You're so Big... And I liked that...". Yuna giggles, As her hands slowly trace around my shaft.
Not long after that, Yuna began to slide my pants off. Her gesture was seemingly needy, as she also began to get horny. After my pants were removed, She gently cups my balls, Admiring how full they were. Yuna licked her lips, as She gently licked my shaft, which was incredible.
Her Tounge game was out of this world. I don't know how she learned this. But Oh My Goodness does that felt amazing.
"You're cute when you moan" Yuna giggled.
After she's done licking my cock. Yuna began playing with my shaft, before she placed her mouth close to my cock. And just like that, She had swallowed the entire length of my cock. The pleasure was incomparable to anything I've ever felt. Not to mention, The Lewd noises that her mouth makes, as each Gulp she takes, makes loud *gawk* noises.
"Fuckk Babe... You're so Good... Mhmm".
"Gawk... Mhmm.. Gawk... Douu Youuu Wlikee Itt"? Yuna asked, as her voice got muffled by my cock inside her mouth.
As her mouth grips harder and harder, I was slowly reaching my limit. Yuna knows this, And instead of slowing down, She got faster and faster. And not long, I was at the edge, I was about to cum before Yuna slowly stopped. I was frustrated, as It seems that Yuna was toying with me. Edging me.
"You can't cum just yet baby boy... Your cum needs to be here.. And here only" Yuna whispered, as she slowly traced her hands onto her belly. She giggled after that, Before slowly stripping her red Lacey underwear.
Yuna was shining like an Angel. Her skin was pearl white, Her features were amazing, her body so fit, her tits so beautiful and perfect, and not to mention her toned body that is to die for. As I continued eyeing down her body, My shaft just couldn't help it but to get harder and harder. Yuna knows this, and without wasting any time. Yuna dragged Us to our bedroom. She slowly pushed me down, before slowly straddling my cock.
"You'll remember this day forever babe... This will be a very very special day... To you... And to me.. To Us... "
With that, Yuna immediately places my cock deep inside her. Her walls were tightly gripping my cock. Yuna and I moaned together. As she slowly moves her body erotically, She can't help but to guide my hands to reach her beautiful pair of tits. After knowing her signal, I immediately groped her tits lovingly. With this, Yuna moans grew louder. And as My cock hits her pussy deeper and deeper. We began fucking like an animal in heat.
"Shittt.... You're cock is so big in me.... It's hitting me deeppp.. Mhmmmm".
"You're Pussy Is so fucking good babe... I Fucking love youu".
"I know... I love you too.. So fuck me harder... I know you can do it...".
As wee keep fucking like animals. Yuna started to ride me faster. We both moaned by each thrust my cock hit her pussy. Yuna hugged me tightly, as she let me suck her tits. I began to shower her tits with so much love. Making sure that we both felt pleasure.
"Fuck... Fuck... I want to cum Yuna... I want to fucking cummm". I moaned, As I began to kiss her neck tenderly.
"Not yet... Not now... You got to keep it until the end.. N-not now babe... I need it inside.. So bear with it longer okay..". Yuna Whispered, Her voice raspy.
After a few more minutes, I was already at my limit. And Yuna knows it. So After a while, Yuna started kissing me again, Before she slowly whispered next to my ears.
"I'm ready.. I'm ovulating.. So cum.. Cum inside me... And get me fucking pregnant".
Hearing the "GO" Button, I immediately cum deep inside her. Releasing ribbons of my seed deep within her womb. Yuna and I both moaned, as we each our orgasms together. And we finally rested for a while, As Yuna giggled. As I slowly trace my hands upon her hair, Yuna can't help but to kiss me again.
"Thank you.. For this...". Yuna Smiled
Looking at her smile, Makes me more happy than anything in this world. Well that is, Until I heard our bell door ringing. I thought who could possibly be here this late. But to my horror, The person who was standing there was my girlfriend Yuna. So.. Soo who was the girl I fucked earlier. Not to mention, Yuna still rocks her Red coloured hair. Fuck.. Fuck.. What the hell is going on.
"Babe.. What's wrong.. You look pale"? Yuna asked, her voice full of worries.
"Ohh.. If I'm not wrong my sister should be here.. Have you met her already"? Yuna asked, Pointing her finger to one of the luggage near the dining table.
"Uhmm S-sister"?
"Yeah... You know.. My twin sister.. Hana? The one I told you about that time"??
Before I Could answer her question, Suddenly the bedroom door opened. Revealing Hana, who's now dressed properly. And not long after that, Yuna immediately ran to Hana before the two embraced in a tight hug.
"Omgg.... Your extension looks so hot... Sis".
"You rock those red hair too babe... ".
"Oh... Babe.. I think you already met her... This is Hana...".
"Don't worry.. I've already met him. But he seriously thought that I was you though.... ".
"Ehhh really?? Well I mean we do look similar".
What The Fuck... Is Going On.. As Hana dragged Yuna onto the dining table, She slowly turned her face around me.. Before she winks at me... As She giggled. And At that moment.. I knew my life would forever change. What I know is, I can't ever tell Yuna about what exactly happened between me and Hana...... Or else.. I'm fucked...
“So, you’re the one,” Minji says, an accusation to make you look up from your drink. “The one they warned us about.”
Firstly, you didn’t plan for this (you never do).
The night began, as always, with the best intentions. You promised your manager that you would follow his instructions to the letter: show face, smile for the cameras, and then slip out before the real party kicks in and you find yourself knee deep in scandal. Again.
And (if you were extra good) you would end the night by scrolling through the greatest hits on your contacts list, looking for a fellow insomniac needing to past the time, needing a bed to share.
A normal, everyday kind of night.
But yet, here you are now: cornered by the girl on everyone’s playlist, all fierce determination and pouty lips wrapped up in a tight black dress.
She doesn’t bother with an introduction—no, that would be silly—instead she just stands there, looking pretty, expecting your full attention.
You quirk an eyebrow. “I require a warning?”
There’s a smile there, just a hint, playing at the edges of Minji’s mouth, like she’s in on a secret that you’re not privy to. “Beware of male seniors. Specifically,” she adds, tilting her head to the side, raising her hand, peeling one finger off the drink she’s holding so she can point a single glossy nail at “you.”
“Hm,” is all you have to say, playing coy, like this is all news to you. Like you’re not aware of your own reputation, of the things you’ve been accused of, the things your company has scrambled to cover-up, the things you’ve actually done.
“So,” she says, so carefree, so easily charming. It’s all an act, of course, a meticulously curated ‘cool girl’ image, something well-rehearsed and played a thousand times before on a thousand lesser men, a tightrope walk between relatable and unattainable. “Should I be worried?”
You know what she’s really asking for: an assessment. Do you find me attractive? Do I tempt you? Am I the type of girl worth risking your career over?
And so, you take her invitation and do the one thing that always gets you in trouble. You look. Look at her legs, long and toned and smooth, begging to be wrapped around your waist. Look at her thighs, creamy-white and barely covered by the hem of her dress. Look at her chest, the soft swell rising and falling with every breath, her collarbone glittering with the sweat of excitement.
Look higher—at how effortlessly perfect she looks, as if she wakes up every day looking like the ideal type of every man and woman in Korea. Oh, there’s make-up, it’s subtle but it’s there, playing up her best features: the height of her cheekbones, the almond curve of her eyes, the fullness of her lips.
She’s so undeniably, obviously gorgeous: a bombshell wrapped in the guise of a girl-next-door.
It’s no wonder she’s so fucking popular.
You give her a non-answer, “Depends what they’ve been saying about me.”
Minji takes a sip of her drink, her eyes never leaving yours, her full pink lips curling around the straw as she sucks in the sugary liquid. It’s a deliberate move, so casually erotic—borderline pornographic, in fact—designed to make you want to grab her and kiss her and prove everything they’ve been saying about you right.
But she’s busy assessing you, you can tell, trying to reconcile the rumours with the reality—Can you really make a girl like her lose control? Make her beg? Make her forget about her image, her obligations, her entire life outside of your cock?
“Word gets around HYBE quick.” Minji’s eyes narrow just a smidge, she’s biting down into her bottom lip, and it has you imagining all sorts of things you’d rather she was doing with her mouth. “The girls at SM can’t stop talking about you. The guys at JYP hate your guts, so that says a lot.” She smiles at that last point, before listing off, “fuckboy, heartbreaker, group-wrecker, industry villain.”
It’s funny, hearing your dirty laundry aired out like that, and you can only shrug, give a casual smile as if to say ‘who, me?’. It’s admittedly a practiced move, one you’ve used to get out of sticky situations before (you may have even used it as an ending pose once). “Is that what they told you?” You ask, nodding in the direction behind her.
Minji follows your gaze, glancing over her shoulder, the wall of noise and flashing lights of the club framing her face, painting her skin with a rainbow of neon shadows.
There’s her bandmates, doing a terrible job of spying, a trio of worry and concern and gossip: they’ve found their little bunny, and she’s been caught speaking to the big, bad wolf.
She muses, “we’ve all heard the same rumours…”
“And so you came to… what?”
Minji takes a step closer, close enough for you to get a whiff of her drink; one of those sugary mixes, deceptively sweet, but just as strong as the one in your own hand. “To find out for myself,” she answers, “to see if you’re really as bad as everyone says, to see if it's all hype, or if there’s actually some truth to the legend.”
“Legend,” you repeat, trying the word out on your own tongue (it sounds sweeter on hers). “That sounds a bit much, don't you think?” you ask, trying to ignore the way she’s leaning forward now, letting the top of her dress dip, revealing just enough cleavage to stimulate your imagination. A simple gesture, so perfectly choreographed that you'd think it was incidental if you didn't know better, if it didn't have you picturing what it would be like to rip that dress off her, to expose her bare tits, to grab, lick, kiss, and—
She’s giggling out loud now, like she can hear every single filthy thought racing through your mind. “I think I'd like to be the judge of that.”
There’s an alarm bell going off in your pocket, the vibration of your phone buzzing with messages—who else but your manager, demanding to know why you haven't gone home like a good little idol yet, begging you to please, please not make another mess.
But you ignore it and take another sip of your drink, savouring the burn of the cold liquor down your throat, giving you a moment to consider. You’ve got Minji figured out, you think. It's nothing you haven't seen before (nothing you haven't dealt with before). The dream girl, the ‘ideal type’ who’s growing tired of maintaining a perfect image, looking to see how far she can push, how much she can get away with (how much you’ll let her get away with).
Because she’s probably never been told no in her life. Because she's used to getting what she wants with a bat of those lashes or a pout of those lips.
In a way, coming to you is safe, because if the worst were to happen—if you were to get caught—no one for a second would believe that one of the nation's precious daughters was the instigator.
“I know what you’re thinking,” she says, cutting through the din of the club like a knife, making you believe that she just might be telepathic. “You're thinking: she’s just another innocent idol playing at being naughty for just the night, but the second things get too wild, she’ll be out of here faster than you can say ‘Dispatch’.”
“Because you’re not like other girls.”
“Please,” she scoffs, dismissing the idea entirely. “I always see things to the end.”
“Alright then,” you say. She’s thrown down the gauntlet, and you’re going to pick it up, if for nothing else than to see just how far she’ll go. "Shall we do this here? I'll rip off your clothes, nail you in the middle of the dancefloor in front of all our friends and peers?"
She’s grinning now, not backing down, in fact she’s moving closer, like yes, that’s exactly what I was hoping for. “From what I’ve heard that would be tame for you. Is it true, what you got up to at Inkigayo?”
“That was in a parking lot.”
“And at M Coundown.”
"Under the stage.”
“Music Bank?”
“The staircase, of course.”
“See,” Minji’s whispering now, close enough that you can hear her over the thumping bass of the music, her breath warm against your ear, “you are a man-whore.”
“I have a name,” you reply, dryly.
“That’s nice.” She’s touching you now, her hand sliding up your chest, fingers playing with the buttons of your shirt. “Wanna hear me scream it?”
Your phone is still buzzing, and you know that you should be walking away. It would be the right thing to do: it’s far too public, she’s far too popular, and getting caught leaving hand in hand with her would be nothing short of an announcement that will hit the top of every social media platform by sunrise.
But it’s too late—it was over the second you locked eyes with her from across the dancefloor, when she caught you staring, blatant and unabashed, lingering on the way her ass bounced, mesmerised by how her hips swayed to the beat.
You just had to let her know she was wanted.
"Look," Minji says, her hands sliding higher now, fingers idly adjusting the collar of your shirt. "There's no angle here, no game. I'm not looking to get caught or land in a scandal, and I'm definitely not looking for love or a boyfriend or whatever fairy tale shit you sing about. I just want what all the other pretty idols are getting."
She's forward, no shame in saying exactly what she wants, daring you to dispute it, but all you can do is cock your head to the side, and flash a smirk of your own. "And what makes you think you're my type?"
Minji laughs, her teeth glinting in the neon lights—you both know it's a very, very idiotic question. "Please," she says, rolling her eyes, "I'm everyone's type."
Another glance over her shoulder, where her bandmates have been pretending not to hover, and now there’s a new face in the mix: Yunjin. Her eyes narrowed to slits, her arms folded, and her jaw is clenched so tight you can almost hear her teeth grinding from here. Unlike the other three, she’s not playing the concerned friend card; she’s the pissed off mother bear, ready to pull Minji away from the walking, talking red flag.
And so adds to your stellar reputation.
Minji notices your eyes flicker in that direction, and looking back at the group with amusement, she takes it as the cue she's been waiting for. "We better get out of here before they take your head off."
It's inevitable, really, this is how it always ends up: the sweet, innocent idol lured into the jaws of the industry monster. But you can’t help it, not when she’s looking at you like that, like she wants to be eaten alive.
You know the score, you’ve danced this dance before, and you’ve got a role to play. The only thing left to do is to take her hand and lead her out of the chaos—through the throngs of familiar faces, not giving them a chance to register what you're doing, or who you're with, or what's about to occur, again.
Not like anyone could stop it now, anyway.
"So, this is how it happens," you hear Minji murmur as you lead her out of the club, through a hidden metal door, and into the cold, night air.
-
Minji tastes like gin and lime cordial, her lips sticky and sweet against yours, her arms around your neck, her back pressed up against the back-alley wall. There’s something in the way she’s kissing you—giggling between breaths—like she can’t believe this is happening, like she’s getting away with the crime of the century.
Her hands are in your hair now, tugging gently, the cool metal of her rings pressing into your scalp, begging you to kiss her harder, to burn the memory of your lips onto hers. Your tongues meet in a dance that’s more battle than ballet, and she’s matching you move for move, her teeth nipping at your bottom lip, her nails scraping down your neck.
She’s eager, she’s pressing her chest against yours, making you feel just how hot she is. But yet, there’s still that annoying voice in your head, the last shreds of your conscience, telling you to give her that final out, to let her walk away with her dignity intact, go back to her members and tell them she just had to get some fresh air.
So, you pull back, tearing your mouth away from hers, giving her room to gasp for air, to let the world come back into focus, and you ask her, loud and clear, “Are you sure you want to do this?”
Minji’s panting, breaths coming in short gasps, little puffs of steam out into the winter air, and she smiles. It’s a wicked little grin, equal parts surprised and thrilled, like you’ve just passed some kind of test she didn’t think you knew existed. “Are you asking for my consent?”
You balk at that. Your reputation can't be that bad. “Is it so unbelievable that I'd ask?” Even though you already know, deep down, she’s not going anywhere, there’s a power in hearing her say it. Saying that she wants you, specifically, to ruin her.
“No, it’s just…” Minji starts, looking up with those big, dark eyes, and you can almost see the gears turning in her head, trying to figure out how to play this, before ultimately landing on the word, “nice.”
She pulls you back towards her, kissing you again, those soft, pillowy lips of hers meeting your mouth in a kiss that’s so inappropriately sweet, like she’s sealing a deal with sugar rather than ink.
“Yeah,” she whispers, her voice steady, sure. “I want to do this. More than anything.” Minji tilts her head back, exposing the column of her throat, inviting you to kiss it, to suck, to bite. “I want you."
You don’t need any more convincing than that. Your hands are on her body, running over the curves of her hips, the dip of her waist, the swell of her chest. And she’s leaning into your touch, needing to feel more of you, wanting you to explore her. And you do, greedily, feeling her breath hitch when you graze her nipples through the fabric, feel her hips jerk when you trace the line of her panties.
“Are we going to—gah—go back to your place?” Minji tries to ask, her question punctuated by a moan as your fingertips dance over the smooth skin of her inner thigh, the hem of her dress whispering against your skin.
You’ve already made your decision—you're not taking her home, you're not taking her anywhere with a bed, or even a chair. You're going to have her right here, right now. There’s no need to answer her, you just let her work it out for herself when you push her back against the wall, when your thumb finds the slick, wet heat between her legs.
“Here?” She gasps, turning to look down the darkened end of the alleyway, at the distant streetlights, at the crowds of people oblivious to what’s about to happen beneath the shadows.
“It’s not the dancefloor, but it’ll have to do,” you murmur, leaning into her, pressing your lips against her cheek, her jaw, her earlobe.
“B-but, what if—” Minji stammers, but you’re busy toying with the lace of her panties, nothing more than a mere formality at this point, only existing to get wetter, to be unavoidably ruined by you.
“What if someone finds us?” You finish her question, nibbling at her ear. “Then we’ll just have to make sure we leave them something to talk about, won’t we?”
She’s shivering at the thought of it—the headlines, the think pieces, the whispered scandals that will follow you both for weeks, maybe months, maybe forever. But you can feel her resolve hardening, her spine straightening, her body arching towards yours, and she replies, “Then don’t hold back.”
The challenge is clear: she’s embracing the thrill of the forbidden, the rush of potential disaster, the heady feeling of need overshadowing the fear of getting caught.
You don’t disappoint. Your fingers slip under the soaked lace, and she’s sensitive, so, so sensitive. She’s staining your fingers, needing only the smallest amount of pressure to garner a reaction. You tease her, drag your finger across her tender folds, dare to skim over her clit, torture her with anticipation.
Whatever concerns she has evaporates as you kiss down to her collarbone—you’re going to leave a mark—and she’s already asking for more, “Please.”
She’s whining, parting her legs, desperate for you to do more than just touch her, needing you to rip through her panties and take her.
“You're right—I don’t care,” she sighs into the wind, handing her fate over to you. “I need you. Now.”
That's all you need to hear, everything you've ever wanted to hear someone as seemingly untouchable as Minji say to you. You pull down her panties, needing an extra tug as her slickness sticks them to her thighs—she’s so fucking wet for you—and you draw a circle around her entrance with your finger.
“Right there,” she cries. She’s much more honest when she’s desperate—gone is the posturing, the taunting, the act—she’s just a girl who needs to feel something real. So, you give it to her—push your finger inside, gliding in smoothly, a perfect fit around your digit.
Only knuckle deep but she’s already got you like a vice, squeezing around your finger like she’s trying to keep it captive—so wet, so tight, so fucking good. Her nails dig into your shoulders as you push in another finger, stretching her just enough to make her gasp, just enough to make her fulfill her promise to cry out your name, “Fuck—!”
Her pulse is racing like a runaway train, hammering against your lips—you’re pushing both fingers all the way inside her now, sawing them in and out of her, making her groan, making her repeat your name over and over again.
You’re in her ear, “you’ve got to be quiet, Minji.”
But she’s not having it. “Make me,” she laughs, daring you, another challenge she’s putting down.
You kiss her hard, replacing the laughter in her mouth with your tongue, muffling her cries as you fuck her with your hand, you’re going to ruin her now. You curl your fingers up to hit that spot that makes her toes curl in her sky-high heels, making her gasp, her head thunking back against the wall.
She’s trying, she really is, to keep it in, but she still needs you to keep her standing, to hold her up as your fingers delve deeper; to keep her from melting into a puddle all over your hand.
Still, you’re relentless, feeling her out, learning her rhythm, her reactions, the spots that make her sigh and fall apart. You know you’ve found it when her breaths turn harsh and ragged, and she’s rolling her hips against your hand, and there’s that noise—the sweet, slick sound of her pussy swallowing your fingers whole—and she’s whining into your mouth, “This feels so—”
“Hot,” you finish for her, watching as her cheeks flush a delicious shade of pink, her pupils blown wide, those angelic features of hers contorting with every thrust of your fingers. “You’re so fucking hot, Minji.”
And she is, she’s hot, she’s so hot around you, against you, her hips bucking at the praise, and she whimpers, your name a staccato prayer on her lips. “More,” she demands, but she’s tripping over her words—“more—please—how does it feel so—”
“I’m going to make you cum now, Minji,” you state, your voice low and sure, your fingers continuing their persistent rhythm inside her. She nods, panting against your neck. “And after that, I’m going to fuck you and make you cum all over again. Until you can’t walk straight. Until you forget every other name but mine. Do you understand?”
Her eyes flutter closed, and she nods again, a whine escaping her throat, and she’s biting her lip so hard it’s going to bruise—another mark she won’t be able to explain tomorrow.
You lean in closer, whispering, “Good girl.”
You’re finger-fucking her in earnest now, her body moving in sync with your hand, the alleyway walls echoing with the slap of skin and the wet sounds of your digits plunging into her, your knuckles smacking against her clit. She’s trying to keep it together, trying not to scream out loud, her eyes squeezed shut tight as if that could hold back the orgasm that’s barrelling down on her.
Her breaths are coming out in little pants, and you know she’s close, so close, she’s nearly crying. “Just your fingers—fuck—it’s just your fingers,” she’s repeating it in disbelief, like it shouldn’t feel this good, not yet, like she needs the mantra to keep herself grounded as your hand lights up every nerve in her body.
She’s there, right on the edge, only needing that extra push, that pressure in just the right place, just waiting for your word to send her spiralling over. “Cum for me now, Minji.”
And that’s all it takes.
You hold her steady, fuck her hard with your fingers, rub at her clit, and she’s clenching down, all tiny shakes and choked gasps, her eyes snapping open and then squeezing shut as she reaches the precipice.
"God—fuck—I can't—"
It hits her hard and fast and all at once—her whole body seizing around your hand, her cunt tightening, her hips thrusting forward, needing more friction. Her mouth opens wide, but you trap her lips before she can make a sound, kissing her fiercely, tasting the sweetness of her release on her tongue, feeling the tremors of her orgasm travel from her core to the tips of your fingers.
Her hands are all over you, her nails digging into your shoulders, leaving little half-moons in your skin as she clutches you closer, her tongue dancing with yours as if her life depends on it. You keep going, not letting up until she’s fully ridden the wave, and it’s a sight to behold—Minji coming apart against a dirty alley wall, her legs trembling like they might give out at any second.
When she does finally go still, when her breathing starts to even out, you break the kiss, pulling away to look into her eyes, searching for the usual signs of regret or embarrassment that often follow these kinds of moments. But she’s looking at you with something else entirely: a mix of awe and excitement, like she’s just experienced something she never knew existed.
“You okay?” You murmur, the question more of a formality than anything, because she looks absolutely anything but okay. She looks fucking amazing, a breathless, boneless mess against the wall, her chest rising and falling rapidly with every inhale.
Her eyes are still glazed over, wide and dark, her mouth slack and swollen from your kisses. You can see her trying to process what just happened, the reality of it all, but she’s still too lost in the aftermath of her orgasm to form coherent thoughts.
“Yeah,” she breathes out finally, nodding shakily. “I’m—yeah, I’m good.”
You withdraw your hand, giving her pussy one last gentle squeeze before pulling away, and she whines, a high-pitched noise that makes you twitch.
She’s flushed, her hair a mess from your hands, her lipstick smudged, her dress hiked up around her waist, panties around her ankles. The way she’s looking at you now, it's worship, like you're a secret that she’s just discovered and is desperate to keep to herself. “I fucking knew it,” she says. “The rumours were true.”
You smirk, wiping your hand on the side of your pants, watching her struggle to stand straight. “Ready for round two?”
Her gaze flicks downwards, to the bulge in your pants, and she nods, swallows hard. “Yeah, I—fuck yes.”
There’s no hesitation now, no pretending she doesn’t know what she’s signed up for. She’s all in, and you want her, here, now, because that’s what you do—you take what you want.
You kiss her again, deep and greedy, one hand on the wall behind her head, the other gripping her tight, keeping her in place as you grind against her, letting her feel the hardness of your cock, everything she’s been waiting for.
“Please, don’t stop,” she pleads, and you don’t—you can’t.
Not now, when she’s letting you tug down on her dress, letting it pool around her ankles like a discarded secret. She’s a vision, standing in the cold, stark alley in just her heels and her underwear—and there’s her tits, perky and perfect, begging to be touched.
You don’t even bother with the bra, you just yank it down, the straps snapping and the fabric falling away to reveal her nipples—pink and stiff and so fucking tempting. You can’t help yourself, they’re practically calling for you to taste them, so you draw one into your mouth, feeling her gasp against your ear, her hand sliding into your hair, holding you against her chest.
Her skin is hot against your tongue, and you suck, and bite, and lick until she’s whimpering, until she’s pushing herself into your lips. Your hand is exploring the rest of her naked body—running down her stomach, tracing the lines of her abs, feeling her stomach muscles clench with every breath she takes. She’s so tight, so toned—it’s like you’re touching a sculpture, or a personal playground made just for you.
“Oh my God,” she whimpers, “so good, so, so good, how does it feel—?”
Her words cut off as your teeth graze her nipple—she’s so reactive to every touch, and it has you wondering—has she ever been touched like this before? Has her body every truly been explored like this, pushed to these heights?
“You want more?” You murmur into her chest, your fingers returning to her wet folds, your thumb reintroducing itself to her clit.
“Your cock,” she says, sucking a harsh breath through her teeth. “I want it, I need it—please—I’m ready for it.” It’s that word—please—how it rolls off her tongue, the desperation in it, how it makes her sound so needy and vulnerable.
“Then take it,” you command, breaking away from her chest, stepping backwards to give her room to do exactly what she's been begging for.
Minji doesn’t miss a beat, hands gentle but determined, her fingers at your belt, fumbling with the buckle, loosening the zipper. She’s hungry for it, for this moment of truth, to verify for herself—what’s been talked about in whispers and rumours, what’s been taunting her all evening.
Your pants hit the ground, and she’s staring at your cock with wide eyes, and for a second you can almost see the doubt creeping in. But she swallows it down, and with a soft grip, wraps her small hand around you, stroking you from base to tip.
“So this is it,” she says, taking the full measure of your length, her thumb smearing the pre-cum over your head. “This is the cock that ruins idols. They said it splits women in half.”
You chuckle, but she’s completely ignoring you, well, ignoring all parts of you that isn’t your cock. Her hand is tentative at first, working its way up and down, feeling you grow harder by the second in her palm. You can feel her wonder, her excitement, a hunger matched only by the ache in your cock.
It's the way she’s not saying anything, just touching, feeling. Not that you mind the quiet—it's intimate, just the two of you, the sound of her breaths, your heart beating in your ears, and the distant thump of the world you left behind.
She’s gaining confidence now, her strokes more deliberate, a smug smile gracing her lips as she watches how you react to her touch. You bite back a groan, not wanting to give away how much she’s getting to you, but fuck, she’s getting good at this. She’s clearly learning on the job, eyes keen to see just how you like it—how fast, how tight—how to make you fall apart in her hands.
It’s time to reign her in, you’re heading into deeper waters now. You grasp her wrist, stopping her, ignoring her pouts and whines. “Not yet,” you say, “I’m going to split you in half with my cock now.”
That makes her grin. She does this thing, this cute little twirl, spinning around on her heels to face the wall, and posting herself up against it. Her legs spread wide, giving you a perfect view of her splayed pussy, glistening under the dim neon light. She’s got her hands above her head—she’s putting herself on display for you, like your own private Mona Lisa.
A look back at you and she catches you gawking—eyes glued to her ass, her pussy—and she winks. “Are you just going to stare, or do I have to make you fuck me?” She says it so casually, like she’s back at the bar ordering another drink. “Hurry up, please. I need it. Inside me. Now."
No more waiting, no further invitations needed—there’s teasing, and then there’s both of you craving it, dying for this.
You’re behind her in an instant, pressing her into the wall, her cheek against the cold brick, her juicy ass up in the air. You guide your cock to her entrance, the head nudging against her—she’s soaked, pussy drooling on your tip—and she gasps, looking back at you with those doe eyes, all wide and innocent—like she hasn’t been begging for this since the moment she looked in your direction.
“Fuck Minji, you're so fucking wet for me,” you say, running your cock down her slit, coating it in her juices, “so needy for me, aren’t you?
“Yes,” she whispers, her voice strained, like every moment without your cock inside her is torture. “I want it all. Every fucking inch.”
The first push is a slide into heaven—she’s tight, so fucking tight, so, so wet, like she’s never had anyone else—like she’s been waiting just for you. She’s teary, gasping, and you feel her body tense, but she doesn’t pull away, doesn’t dare ask you to stop. Instead, she arches her back, pushing herself back onto you, urging you deeper.
“God,” she’s chanting now, feeling inch after inch sliding into her, “it’s so—it’s already making me so—”
It’s slow, deep, fucking, stretching seconds into an eternity, stretching her pussy out with your girth, stretching her to fit you, to keep you, to never let you leave. It’s careful, almost tender at first—let her set the pace, let her show you how much she can take.
She’s moaning, low and guttural, and you wrap one hand around her waist to hold her steady as you thrust into her, let her get comfortable with your size, make her tits bounce with every pump, make her legs shake beneath her. And then there’s that lip bite again—she’s trying to keep quiet, but little moans are escaping her, getting lost in the night.
You ease out, then push back in, setting a steady rhythm that’s got her rocking back onto you. Minji seems like a delicate little thing, but there's a strength to her, a suppleness—she’s meeting you thrust for thrust, her pussy like pure velvet around your cock, gripping you tight, trying to milk you.
Hand finds her chin, tilting her head back so you can kiss her again—long, deep, tongue-filled kisses that make her whine and buck against you. She’s slowly, but surely adjusting to you now, her body learning the rhythm of your cock, getting used to being so completely filled.
It's in the way she's moaning into your mouth, like she's never been fucked like this before, never had someone so big, never had a cock so demanding of her tight little cunt. But she's so eager for it, her pussy so warm and welcoming, swallowing you up with every thrust.
It’s not normally like this—you’re not normally like this—but something has you asking between kisses, “You okay?”
She laughs, pushing herself back against you, pushing her cunt down on you, taking you deeper, burying your cock to the hilt. “I’m not going to break, I promise,” she says, looking over her shoulder, needing this. “I need you to fuck me—no holding back—I can take it all—everything you’ve ever given anyone else, all those other girls. I can handle it.”
“Show me.”
It’s throwing gasoline on a fire—she's asking for it, burning for it. You fuck her like you mean it—pull out all the way, force it all the way back in, hard, deep, rough. A shriek and she's wailing now, true to her word she’s taking it, taking it all, utterly lost in each perfect push into her cunt. She’s so beautiful like this, so open and raw—gone is the perfect idol, she’s just another girl getting fucked in an alley by some guy she just met.
Both hands are gripping into her hips, holding her in place, holding her upright, feeling her walls clench and release around you. Marks are going to be left there too, your fingerprints on her skin, bruises that she’ll have to hide with makeup tomorrow.
“So good—so fucking good—just—“ Minji can barely make out full sentences, let alone words as you fuck her, as you own her. “Harder! Fuck! Rougher!"
It’s like a drug, this power, watching her come apart for you, knowing you’re the one making her feel this way, knowing she’ll let you do whatever you want, whatever you need as long as it makes her come apart. And you’re feeding off of it, her words pushing you closer to the edge, letting her need for you drive you, unlock that primal part of your brain. Fucking her like this, so filthy and wrong and everything you love about this life.
You pick up the pace, driving your hips forward—"harder—fuck—harder"—until she’s shaking, her legs giving out, and the only thing keeping her on her feet is your cock and your arms.
“Fuck—I know what they said but—fuck! Is this what they all felt?” She gasps out, “is this how it always feels?”
Your lips on her neck, her hair sticking to your face, the scent of her perfume, of her, intoxicating. “It doesn’t always feel like this,” you answer, you grunt. “But you do. You feel so fucking good, Minji. So fucking perfect for me.”
“You're so big,” she says, her voice trembling, “I feel so—fuck—full.”
It’s not just the way she’s clenching around you, how she’s now able to take every inch of you like she’s been fucking you her whole life—it’s how she says your name, like you’re the only one that could ever make you feel this way, like you’re the one who ever will.
You grab her tits, squeezing them, seizing them, pinching and twisting her nipples between your fingers. All it does is make her beg, “fuck—I love it—how rough you are—” needing more of everything you have, “your hands—your cock—please don’t stop, don’t ever stop—I can take it please—rougher please—fuck!”
Something cracks inside you, and your hand comes down on her ass, the sound bouncing off the walls like a gunshot. Minji jolts, yelps, but the noise is quickly swallowed by a moan, a squeezing of her cunt around you.
“Fuck that felt—”
You do it again, and again, each slap a little harder, a little more punishing, the sting making her flesh jiggle deliciously with every impact. She doesn’t retreat, she’s slamming her ass back down on you, slapping her cheeks against your waist, needing to feel more.
“Gah—fuck—harder!”
She can’t help herself, minutes ago she could barely handle your size, now she can’t hold back from crying out for more pain, more excruciating pleasure.
Each smack, each groan, each breath that’s ripped from her lungs is a declaration of your power, of her need. And you revel in it, your hand coming down on her ass, leaving a trail of red marks against her creamy-white skin.
“More, please, more,” she calls for it, calls for the sting, the heat, her pussy clamping down on you, walls pulsing with every hit, her body needing the release that’s building up, inevitable and intense.
Her ass is nothing but a canvas painted by the strokes of your hand and the relentless pounding of your cock, and you can’t help but admire your handiwork, you're struggling to suppress the urge to lean down and kiss each spot you’ve marked.
“You’re going to be so sore tomorrow,” you say, your teeth grazing the shell of her ear.
“I know,” she answers, her voice a whine, a plea, a moan. “But this is what I wanted—to feel—to remember this—this moment—getting fucked like you own me—because you do—so don’t hold back—don’t ever hold back.”
You’re both sweaty, panting—you can feel her orgasm building, like a storm in the distance, thunder rumbling closer and closer until it's right above you, ready to break. And there’s your own, too, that delicious pressure at the base of your spine, the promise of release, coming at you just as quick.
But you’re not going to let her get there—not yet—not when you’ve got her like this, pliant and open and so in need. You lean forward, your chest pressing against her back, and slide your hand down, reaching around to find her clit.
It’s slick and stiff and wanting, and Minji screams—a high, keening sound that you want to hear again and again. You’re playing with it, swiping it with your thumb in tight circles, feeling her clench around you with every pass.
“I’m almost—God that feels so good—I’m almost!”
But you stop, pull out of her, abruptly, making her cry out, making her turn around, a mess of emotions on her face—desire, confusion, awe.
“What are you—” Minji tries to ask, but you’re spinning her around and pressing her back against the wall. Her leg comes up, wrapping around your waist, but you take it and lift it higher, testing the extent of her flexibility, throwing it over your shoulder.
She’s right on that edge, you can see it—her pupils dilate, her mouth opens in a silent scream, her body tenses, her cunt melting around you. But you weren't going to let her cum like that, not without watching her face, not without seeing the moment she cracks and shatters.
Now you’re face to face, chest to chest, her eyes needing yours to anchor herself to, needing to know what you’re going to do to her. No time for breaks—in one, deep thrust you're all the way back inside her, making her scream with the suddenness of it, the shock, the bliss of being so perfectly filled.
She groans, weeps with each pump into her, and she’s smiling through it all. “So—” she asks, struggling to form intelligible sentences. “How do I—fuck—how do I—mmmph—compare to the others?”
You grunt, barely registering the question, your mind clouded by the spasms of her cunt around you. “What others?”
“The other girls—God—the other idols,” she says, strained. “The ones you’ve fucked before—the ones you’ve ruined—how do I—aah—compare?”
You kiss her again, a bruising, punishing kiss that steals the question from her lips. You don’t need to answer that. You’re showing her. You’re fucking showing her how she compares, how she’s the best, the tightest, the wettest, the most eager. You’re showing her how she’s going to be the one they whisper about in the halls of HYBE and beyond, she'll become the story that will be told as a warning, about the sweet, innocent idol ruined in a dirty alleyway.
Your world is spinning around you now—there’s your hand on her throat, a gentle squeeze, just enough to make her eyes water, to make her breath catch. But she’s not scared, not with the way she’s grinning, not with how she’s grinding her hips to meet yours.
“Fuck—make me scream—” It’s a plea, a demand, she’s so stunning, so tortured in her need for it, “do whatever you want to me, whatever you need—just—make me cum harder—God please—harder than any of them ever did.”
Any care you had for getting caught, about the consequences of what you're doing—where you're doing it—dissipates into the ether. Nothing exists outside of the race to her orgasm, outside of your hips recklessly pounding into her, reducing her to moans and shakes and trembles.
“Cum for me,” you growl, “right here, right now, Minji—cum for me again—show me that you’re mine.”
“I was made for you,” she says, and it’s not just the heat of the moment talking, it’s something else, something deeper. She’s not just saying it to get off, she’s saying it like it’s a revelation, like she’s been waiting for you, for this exact moment.
“Prove it.”
It hits her like a fucking truck, and Minji’s screaming, filth belted from her mouth and into the night, her pussy quaking around your cock, her whole body entering into seizure. You keep going, riding out her orgasm, feeling her cum on your cock, feeling her body go rigid, her muscles tense, it’s those abs, so tight, it’s those absurdly strong contractions that have you falling after her.
“God—fuck, I—can’t believe—can’t believe—”
You’re fucking her through it, not giving her a moment’s reprieve, not letting her come down from that high, because you’re not ready for this to end, not when she’s so helpless. You hold her tight through it, let her shake, rattle against you, let her nails dig into your arms, let her cum drench you.
“Fuuuuuuck!”
It’s too much for her to take, and once the storm has finally subsided, Minji is just a ragdoll in your arms. Her legs are limp, held up by your grip alone, still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm. Her makeup is ruined, a mix of sweat and your kisses, leaving dark streaks on her cheeks. Her hair, plastered to her forehead, her eyes half-closed, and there’s her body—marks of your teeth on her chest, her breasts, the bruises of your fingers around her hips, the mottled red of her ass, a map of your dominance painted on her perfect skin.
It’s not just the physical marks you’ve left on her; it’s the way she’s looking at you now, awe, desperation, realisation that it’s all true, every rumour, everything they’ve said about you—and she’s the latest filthy chapter in your story.
But you’re not done yet, you haven’t finished. You’re pulling out, and she’s whining, making your cock throb with her pleas. You guide her to the floor, to her knees, her dress puddled around her, the cold concrete biting into her skin.
You’re standing over her, looking down at her like she’s a prize, your prize. “Open your mouth,” you tell her, and she does, without hesitation, without question.
You grab your cock, still slick with her juices, and stroke yourself, watching her tongue dart out to lick her lips, watching the anticipation build in her eyes.
It’s the sweetest, most erotic sight you’ve ever seen—Minji, the girl that's everyone's type, the girl who could have anything she wants, anyone, on her knees for you—tongue out, mouth wide open, waiting eagerly for your cum.
And then you do it—you let go, shooting ropes of hot cum, painting her face, letting it dribble down onto her chin, onto her chest, onto her toned stomach, covering her until she’s a sticky mess of lust and desire. She doesn’t flinch, doesn’t pull away—she loves the feeling of it, shivering as your hot cum hits her skin.
She holds position through it all—knees on the ground, eyes closed, a serene smile as if she’s just been blessed. And when you're done, when your cock is finally spent, she looks up at you with a grin that's pure sin.
Minji takes a finger, dips it into the mess on her chin, and tastes you. It's a bold move, it’s messy, it’s wrong, it’s perfect. There’s the glimmer of triumph in her eyes, the knowledge that she's made you do something so raw, that she made you lose all control.
For a second there’s nothing but the sound of your ragged breathing, the come down from your euphoric high. Minji speaks, still shaky from the orgasm that ripped through her. “That was—” she pauses, searching for the right word. “—incredible. Fuck!”
There’s a rush of arrogance, a smug smile of satisfaction at her confession. “So, do I live up to the legend?”
Minji wipes her mouth with the back of her hand, smearing your cum across her cheek. There’s a glint in her eye, like she’s got a secret that she’s dying to share. “More than I could have ever imagined. You’re not just a man-whore, you’re a fucking artist.”
You laugh at that, as you tuck yourself back in, smoothing down your shirt, trying to compose yourself, pretending like her words don’t mean anything to you, like you don’t take pride in the validation of every girl you fuck.
“How do I rank?” she asks, the question coming out of nowhere, and you blink down at her, your brain trying to catch up. “I mean, out of all the idols you’ve fucked?”
“Rank?” you repeat. "I don't keep a list, that would be..." You trail off, realizing what you're about to say, and now it’s her turn to laugh.
“Crass?” she supplies. “I know, but I’m just curious.”
“You’re fucking fantastic, that’s for sure,” you reassure her, making her giggle, the laughter bubbling up from her chest like it’s the best compliment she’s ever heard. “Why—do you keep a list?”
Her smile falters for a moment, but then she’s grinning again, looking even more wicked with the cum pasted across her face, and it makes you want to bend her over and fuck her all over again. “Of course I do. And you’ll be happy to know that you’re number one.”
“That’s good to know.”
But then she says, “Of one.”
And you freeze. The air around you turns to ice, and she’s looking up at you with those big, dark eyes, and you realise what she’s saying, what she’s just admitted to you. You’ve taken her virginity, and she’s looking at you like it’s the best thing that’s ever happened to her.
“You were…” you start, but she cuts you off.
“Don’t,” she says, her voice firm. “Don’t make this something it’s not. I wanted this, and I wanted it to be with you. I told you: I can handle it all.”
But that doesn’t stop your mind from racing, trying to process what she’s saying. You had your suspicions—she was so tight, so new, so untouched—and now she’s yours, in a way that no one else can claim. You wiped away her innocence, and she’s not running, not crying, not regretful.
The weight of it settles in your stomach, a strange cocktail of pride and guilt. You’ve ruined her, in the best way possible. You’ve claimed something precious and pure, and she’s given it to you willingly, eagerly.
“Fuck, Minji,” you start, trying to find the words. “If you had told me, I would’ve—”
“You would’ve what? I lost my virginity by having filthy, mind-blowing sex in a dark alley with the best cock in all of Korea,” she says, pridefully, with her entire chest, fully believing every word she's saying. “Can you really tell me your story was any better? I bet whoever it was with didn’t scream like I did. Or cum so hard she couldn’t see straight.”
You cast your mind back to the past, and you have to concede the point. “I see what you mean. But still—” You feel like you should say something, but what? It’s not like you can apologize, not when she’s looking at you like that, like she’s just won the fucking lottery. “How does it feel?”
“A-ma-zing,” she draws out, rising to her feet. “Everything I’ve ever heard about, multiplied by a million. You might’ve ruined sex for me completely.”
You watch as she puts herself back together, sliding her panties back on, tugging her dress over her head and down her hips. She’s smoothing her hair back, trying to fix the mess you’ve made of her; wiping at the cum on her chin, her cheek, trying to erase the evidence of your encounter, trying to put the mask of the sweet, innocent idol back on.
But you know better. You know what’s hiding beneath that polished exterior.
“Come home with me,” you find yourself saying before you can think better of it.
Minji turns to you, her eyes sparkling with mischief, and there's that hint of challenge again. “Why?” she asks, tilting her head to the side. “You want to cuddle and fall asleep together? Wake up, have breakfast in bed?”
“Yeah,” you nod, honestly. “After I’ve fucked you senseless again, of course. But yeah, come home with me.”
“That would be nice,” Minji says, a soft smile on her face. It's surreal, this moment, so at odds with the grimy alleyway and the smell of sex sticking to her skin. She looks so pure now, in complete contrast to how roughly you were fucking her just moments ago. Her innocence wasn’t lost, it was just painted with a fresh coat of your sin. “But—you know I can’t. They’re waiting.”
“Worth a shot,” you shrug, not bothering to hide your disappointment.
And then she produces your phone, holding it out to you. “You need to be more careful with your things.”
“When did you—”
“Now you’ve got my number,” she says. “You’re welcome to do whatever it is you want with it. But I’m hoping you use it.”
You take it out of her hands, swiping away the string of missed calls and messages, the digital proof of how much trouble you’re going to be in come morning. But for now, it’s irrelevant. For now, there’s only Minji, and the way she’s standing there, looking up at you, smiling like she’s just stepped off the stage.
“You’re going to go back to them?” you ask, gesturing towards the club entrance, to where the rest of her group are probably still gossiping, plotting your downfall.
“Of course,” Minji says. “They’re my friends. They care about me. They’ll want to make sure I’m okay.”
“And when they find out what we just did?”
“Oh, they’re going to want to kill you,” she answers, with a giggle. You’ve had enough of these types of conversations to know she’s not joking. “Except Dani, maybe. She’ll probably want a shot at you too. If I let her.”
"Noted," you say, trying to keep the image of Danielle, splayed against the wall like Minji before her, out of your head. "What exactly are you going to tell them?"
Minji pauses, thinking, before landing on a succinct summary. "I’ll just tell them that you fucked my brains out and then ditched me in an alley.”
You sigh, “sounds brutal.”
“Well, it is what it is,” Minji says, and she’s pressing a kiss to your cheek, her lips still sticky with the residue of your cum, the last traces of what's just happened.
You watch her go, watch as she turns away, walking back towards the club, a little stumble, a little trouble keeping steady. You should be feeling guilty, you should be regretting this, but all you can think is how good it felt, how right it felt. And you know you’ll do it again—you know it deep in your bones.
Minji turns back to you, catching your eye, catching you staring again, and she smiles. “You better go now. You do have a reputation to maintain, after all.”
“Fucking whore” Eunbi is woken up by a sudden growl, her eyes dart around as her mind is coming back to consciousness. She sees that you're sitting down on the hospital bed, “Baby, lay down for a second, you need to rest” She reaches out and tries to pull you back so she can snuggle again. “Where is she?” Your voice filled with venom woke her up completely, “Who?” She knows who but she wants to make sure you weren't looking for Yujin. “That whore who birthed me, where is she?” Eunbi let out a sigh of relief, “She's being treated here. Come on baby, lay down for now” Eunbi wraps her hand around you and kisses your cheek.
“Get off me”, You tried to push her away but Eunbi isn't playing around, “No, you're injured and possibly have some concussion. You need to lay down now! We can handle your mom later” Your face contorted into a furious frown, however Eunbi doesn't back down. “I'm serious, you're not going anywhere until they check up on you” Surprisingly you aren't angry, in fact you cool down a little and lay back down with her. Usually your ego would just lash out when someone tries to tell you what to do. Thankfully Eunbi did mellow you down with her, let's just call it affection.
“Why are you here Eunbi?” You grunted as you felt your head pulsing with pain. Eunbi felt her heartbeat rising, the jacket excuse can't work against you, “You left your jacket at the office. I tried giving it back to you but then I heard yelling”, But she said fuck it and try it anyway. “I did? Fuck I need aspirin or something” Thankfully you are too incapacitated by pain to recall what happened earlier today. “I'll call the nurse, okay? Wait here and don't do anything stupid” Eunbi walks out of the room and gets someone to do some quick check up on you.
“Well, it seems like we should do some scans tomorrow, for now I'll just send a nurse to give you some pain relief medicine” The doctor finished his checkup before leaving the two of you. Eunbi looks at you feeling anxious because you seem to be deep in thought, “Is it that painful baby?” Eunbi caresses your head to calm you down, “I need to run”, You said while looking off into the distance. “Run from who? Or where? Stop talking nonsense”, Eunbi scoffed and just pulled you to lay down again. “I can't pay for a CT scan or whatever, the bills gonna put me in debt forever”, Eunbi smiled, feeling a plan come up.
“Baby, I can take care of it”, Is this pity or blind love? “With what? Teacher's wage?” You scoffed at her, “I have money okay? I'm not just some silly old principal you know?” Oh right your school is pretty prestigious, of course she's not just some old hag struggling with minimum wage. “Right, I can ask someone else too” You mutter under your breath, Yujin is also an option after all. “Someone else?” Eunbi said coldly, “No matter.” The headache you're having isn't gonna be complimented by telling Eunbi about Yujin. “It's Yujin Ahn isn't it?” You can feel an aneurysm coming, “Who?” That's not gonna work.
“Yujin Ahn, your classmate. Your…… girlfriend ” The last word leaves a pain like broken glass wounds on Eunbi’s tongue. “She was here wasn't she?” That girl has been acting like your sugar mommy, forcing you to put her name in your emergency contacts and make you move most of your wardrobe to her room. “Yes, she told me you two are dating”, Her cold tone bothers you a little, “Yeah well, I told you it's complicated”, Close your eyes, maybe the problem will go away if you do that.
“Don't act sleepy, tell me about her. Since when are you two dating? How is it complicated?” Eunbi wouldn't let you get away like this, “What is there even to talk about? Is it really weird to hear that the two troublemakers are dating?” That is true, but Eunbi is more curious about how things are going. “You said it's complicated right? What do you mean by that babe?” Her hand reaches out to hold your cheek, the chill that runs down your spine tells you something has happened to her. “It's just complicated” Yet you just swat your hand away and turn your back on her.
Calm down, I need to calm down. He's still in shock and in a lot of pain, so I shouldn't push him too much. That's right, let's try to make sure he prefers having me helping her rather than Yujin.
Eunbi takes a deep breath, “Baby, I'm sorry okay? I just feel confused, she was here earlier before quickly leaving without saying anything. I was just bluffing you to see if she's actually your girlfriend or not”, You realise that she's probably lying, knowing Yujin, that girl would probably be worried sick about you. “I need to call her”, This brain injury is impending your decision making, “No” Eunbi quietly threatens you. “Where's my phone?” Suspicion rises within your mind, is Eunbi really that bothered by Yujin? Did you perhaps make a mistake in judging Eunbi's characters? “I don't know, probably left in your house. I didn't remember looking for it” Deep down Eunbi curses herself for forgetting it, she should've stolen it and checked your chat with Yujin.
“Fuck”, Maybe it's for the better, Eunbi found out about Yujin already and if Yujin also find out about Eunbi then things can be dangerous. “We can worry about that later baby” Eunbi sits down on the bed pulling you to rest your head on her thigh again. “Fuckkkkkk, I'm not going to school tomorrow”, She giggles a little bit and brushes your hair. Yet looking at her eyes you see this little darkness that's growing ever so slightly. “I can deal with it for you sweetie, just rest up. If the scan tomorrow shows no compilation we can go back to my place”, There is no room for negotiation it seems.
“Right, I should-” Sleep, yet unfortunately Yujin wouldn't allow that, “What are you doing?” Yujin said as she walked in the room uninvited. “I'm resting babe”, You sit up straight and act like you're hurt, “Are you okay?” Which manages to pull Yujin's heartstrings. “Yeah I'm gonna live”, You give her a gentle smile as she pulls you to a hug. If being dominated is Yujin's secret kink, then yours is a gentle and loving hug.
Fucking slut.
“Did the doctor check on you yet?” Yujin pulls away from the hug, letting you see her worried expression. “Yeah he says I need a scan tomorrow and he sends a nurse for my pain relief” You are so tempted to look at Eunbi right now, but you stop yourself, trying to focus all your attention to Yujin. “You're in pain? Babyyyy”, If you pay attention you can hear the sound of Eunbi's muscles tensing up. “It's just a headache, the medicine will probably kick in once I sleep”, Yujin sighs before turning to Eunbi. “Thank you for taking care of him, I would like to rest with my boyfriend if you don't mind”
Eunbi smiles in a ‘gentle’ manner while her hands are turning into a fist ready to just knock Yujin out. “Of course, see you later okay sweetie?” Eunbi ruffles your hair, with enough force to tell you she's angry with you, “Uh, yeah see you later”, You put on some guilty expressions for some reason.
Yujin turns back to you, completely ignoring Eunbi's existence until the latter leaves the room. “Why is she here even? Is there something you're not telling me?” Yujin narrows her eyes, “I don't know, Eunbi has been….. taking the mantle of mother figure for me” Well you're not lying, but what kind of mother fuck her own son? “Is that so? Well that old hag isn't even married yet, probably some maternity instinct or something”, Yujin scoffs. “Why are you so hostile to her?” You let out a laugh to mask your curiosity, “Because she's a weirdo okay? She acts so kind and warm for everyone, that's gotta be a fake act”, So much aggression for something she wasn't even sure of.
“Yeah you and your insecurities, let's get some sleep babe. Eunbi said "I can skip school tomorrow”, Yujin excitedly embraced you before crawling on the bed, “Haaaaaa, I told you not to go back to your home. You should've listened to me babe. From now on stay in my place okay?” That brings up the question, are you going to play around with these two girls further? Or are you gonna commit? “Let's get some rest, babe. It's been a long day”, Stalling is an option, probably not the most viable but it's an option.
Thankfully the next day you wake up feeling refreshed and better overall. The scan doesn't show anything noteworthy and so they release you. Of course before you can leave there's something you need to attend to, child protection services. “So you have been abused since you were kids?” Normally you would've tell them to fuck off and leave you alone. Thankfully Eunbi has kinda made you more open about this type of stuff. Hey look at that she’s actually helping you to get better, so you give them the quick rundown of how your life is, which doesn't seem to surprise them at all. “Yeah it is what it is, what can you do?” Well, you're less aggressive and not entirely open yet, but progress is progress. “I see, you are old enough to be considered an adult. However due to the years of abuse you've been subjected to there's a possibility of stunted growth”, She just called you slow in the most polite manner. “Maybe I am stunted, who knows if she dropped me when I was a baby”, You scoffed feeling offended, “I'm sorry if I say something wrong. Your safety is in our best interest, looking up your data unfortunately we can't seem to find your legal guardian”, Of course they won't, your mom put in some fake person's ID for it.
“I don't need a legal guardian”, They don't buy that at all, “How is your relationship with Miss Kwon?” You furrowed your eyebrows, wondering why they ask that. Your mind moves quickly before reaching a conclusion, “She's been taking care of me from time to time”, Are you officially registered as her patient? “I see, are you aware she was the one who brought you here?” You tell her you met Eunbi last night when you woke up. It was during this that you realised you don't really leave any jacket do you? Because the nurse handed you back the outfits you were wearing before you got operated on, and your jacket was there. The thing has some holes from glass shrapnels and even some of your blood stain on it indicating that you were wearing it when your mother was beating the shit out of you.
“Is there a problem?” The girl said as she saw you being silent, “I don't know, she's been trying to take the mantle of a motherly figure or something. She's weird”, You should ask Eunbi later. “I see, are you open to the idea of her being your temporary guardian?” Seems like you can only stall for so long. It took a full 5 minutes before you nod nervously, “I see, we will be contacting her for now then. Do you have a place to sleep?” You nod again telling them your girlfriend is here. “Very well, that's all we have to ask. This is our contact information, please contact us after you find your phone back”
Eunbi is the right choice. Yujin is young and much easier to corrupt but her family is something else. I don't know shit about them except that they're rich. Shit even Yujin has been refusing to talk about her family. Unknown variable means death, if I pick Yujin and her family cut me off god knows if Eunbi would ever take me back. Besides this way I can still juggle between them. I can give Yujin a solid answer on why I'm spending time with Eunbi. For now I need to check what the fuck is up with Eunbi.
“You're so stubborn sometimes”, Yujin grumbles as you talk her out of paying the bills, “Just trust me on this one okay?” If you're going for Eunbi it might be better to ask for a favour, make her feel she's being useful to you. “How do you even plan to pay them huh?” As usual you just distract her with kisses, “I have some plans”, Yujin grumbles but nods anyway. Yujin wraps her hand around yours and follows you to your mother's room.
She looks pathetic, the doctor said she has some concussion and the alcohol in her body is at a near dangerous level. “I hope you die”, Bold statement, “She is a bitch alright. God, you live with her all this time?” Yujin closed her nose due to a sting of alcohol. Your hand reaches out and grabs your mom's neck, “If I could, I would've”, Yujin stares into your cold eyes, a little shocked to see the evil behind them. “Babe, you're gonna get in trouble”, Gently she pulls your hand away, but your eyes never stop staring at the whore’s face. Hoping that one way or another it will cause her to get a brain aneurysm. “Come on babe let's get out of here”, Feeling things might go wrong Yujin decides to pull you away from the room, I'll be back bitch.
“Baby I need to find my phone first. You go home first I'll see you at your place”, You try to escape Yujin, “No, I'll buy you one later. In fact, since it's our off day let's go out on a date”, Something inside her tells her she shouldn't let you leave her sight for now. “Yujin”, You try to use your serious tone but Yujin doesn't give a fuck, “We're going to my place, get a shower and shop for a new phone”, Well since you plan on leaving her might as well milk out every last drop that you can. “Fine, but I'm still not announcing our relationship”, The drama from leaving her could be annoying, “That's fine, now let's go I want to finish it up quickly so we can get to the sex part”, Her smile almost makes you second guess your decision there.
“Oh you're finally here? Did I forget to tell you that I only give you one day off?” Eunbi is fuming once you finally visit her at her place, you've spent the last 3 days just chilling with Yujin without contacting her at all. “Sorry okay? Yujin was just being overprotective and stuff”, You were also having a hard time saying no, did she actually make you second guess yourself? “Get in”, This aggressive Eunbi is new for you, and for some reason it makes you feel guilty.
You get in and sit at her couch, Eunbi walks off somewhere before returning with a stack of paper and throwing it to you. “Huh? So you're my legal guardian now?” There's a paper for your paid hospital bill because you're an asshole who just sent it to her without saying anything , “Yes, so that means you're MY responsibility”, Eunbi sits down next to you, her face ridden with furry. “Have you been spending time with your girlfriend?” Eunbi leans closer to you, one of her hands grabs your cheek and forces you to face her. “Yes and no, I checked in with some of my friends as well”, Eunbi leans closer to your neck inspecting it, “Are you lying to me?” She presses one of the hickey Yujin left making you flinch a little due to her nail sinking into your skin.
“No, I do spend a lot of time with Yujin as well”, You act annoyed with her questioning and remove her hand from your neck. Eunbi let it happen but she leaned even closer and took a sniff off your body, “You smell different”, Now, without a shadow of a doubt Eunbi isn't as simple as a sex slave. The question is, has she always been like this or did she change?
“Yeah I've been living with Yujin-” Eunbi decides to stop you right there, “Living with her? Ohhhh, so you prefer staying with her over me? You must be having soooooo much fun that you forgot to contact me. You know you never tell me how your relationship was, I remember it was….. complicated? Or something like that”, Eunbi moves to sit on your lap, locking you in while both of her hands cupping your face and caressing your cheek.
Damn she looks hot.
Did you seriously find her sinister eyes to be enticing?
God I love the kind of women that will actually just kill me.
“Baby I need you to answer me okay? How is your relationship with Yujin?” Eunbi tilts her head a little and forms a smile but her empty eyes just make her even more sinister. “Yujin is, my girlfriend”, She nods and gives you an ‘encouraging’ smile to continue, “She likes me, I don't really like her that much”, That's too simple, and sounded too good to be true. Which is why Eunbi slams you to the back of the couch before pressing your face with her hands. “I think there's more than that. Don't lie to me sweetie, I hate it when you lie to me”, Perhaps, deep down you're just like Yujin, craving for someone to dominate you.
“Okay, she's also my sexual relief. Unlike you she wants an actual relationship and is craving for love. So I play into her needs so I can use her”, Bold move, admitting your heartlessness, “Is that so? Have you been using me as well?” The smile never really leaves Eunbi's face but you can feel her aggression getting stronger.
“Yes”, You brace yourself for her lashing out, but she doesn't. She just sat there, staring at you menacingly. “Is that so? I'm just a sex slave for you then?” Even her tone doesn't change, “You were, but things have changed”, The nonchalance tone you're using is slowly getting to her. “Is that true? How am I supposed to believe that? How do I know you're not just buttering me up?” She stops gripping your face but her hand still linger there. “Maybe I am, but now my mom is gone I need a roof to sleep under. It's either you or Yujin, and I pick you”, You smile so confidently as if what you say is just some normal statement.
“Are you lying baby?” The answer was adequate for Eunbi, as long as you actually choose her your attitude can be fixed with time. “No, Yujin is rich but she has her family that could just kick me out. You are alone, no one to turn to”, Your hand grabs her thighs before you press your forehead against her, “We're just two lonely people, so why not team up? You and me against the world Eunbi”, Her cold eyes slowly melted away, returning to the gentle eye she always wore. “You promise baby? You're not gonna contact Yujin again right? You're gonna be a good little boy and follow mommy's order?” Eunbi pinch your cheek, “I think you forget what our dynamic is, but I'll talk to her slowly. If she got mad things just gonna get messy in school”, Eunbi has a problem with that plan however since you grab her ass she couldn't think straight anymore.
“Master, you've been gone for too long. Please fuck mommy already”, Just like that she return to the old Eunbi, with some extra spice on it. “Mommy huh? I kinda like that”, You pull dress exposing her bare tits, “I miss you master, please don't leave me again”, Couldn't even wait for a second longer, Eunbi grabs your head and pulls it to her chest. As a proper gentleman you accept her invitation and feast on the food she has given you. Your mouth wrapped around her nipple as you start sucking it, one of your hands grabs her other tits and with your finger you start to rub her nipple as well.
“Aaaahhhh, master”, Eunbi moans out loud, her body has been craving for too long that a single stimulation from you can send her over the edge. Feeling her body squirm you get even more aggressive, pinching her nipple and starting to pull it out while your mouth bites down on her other nipples. “Fuckkk, masterrrr”, She squealed as she climaxed “My, my, mommy has been missing me huh?” You laugh seeing her wet her own pants. “Oohhhhh, master please more, I need more”, Eunbi pleads even though her orgasm hasn't even ended yet. One of your hands travels down into her pants, rubbing furiously on her clit while your mouth continues sucking her tits.
“Fuck, master”, Eunbi squeal in an even higher tone as her body shakes uncontrollably. “Pathetic little slut”, You scoffed before pulling her into a kiss, “Ahhhh”, She has crossed eyes as you start kissing her aggressively. It took over a minute before she started calming down. “Master, I miss you so much. Can you say you love me? Tell your mommy how much you love her”, Eunbi looks at you as tears start to fall down her eyes, “I love you Eunbi”, You whisper in her ears before throwing her to the couch.
With one quick pull you take off her pants, revealing her drenched thighs and pussy. “Mommy wants me to fuck her?” Your hand starts to rub her pussy, “Yes baby, your mommy is a dirty slut who wanted to take you in her care so she can fuck you. I want us to fuck everyday and night”, Sounds so fucking hot isn't it? “You're such a bad-” You slap her pussy, “-bad,” And again, “-bad girl”, You let your finger slide between her slit making her quiver.
“Baby please, fuck me”, Her leg is already moving around impatiently, “God you're so fucking hot”, You said before going down on her. You start biting and kissing her thighs, slowly making a trail down to her pussy. Once you arrive at the main course your tongue sticks out and starts tasting her. “Ahhhhhh, baby”, Just a little stimulation is enough for Eunbi to start shaking.
It's always nice seeing her so desperate for release, but it's also nice to see her being oversensitive like this. So you move even faster, your tongue starts licking her all around before it slowly slither inside her. “Oh fuck baby, right there”, Eunbi moans, your tongue do a little flick that make her shakes so you do it again, “Ahhhh, baby”, And again, “Just like that”, And again. Savouring the taste of her pussy juices, you can't help but to enjoy it.
She tastes better than Yujin.
Your hand reaches out to grab her hips as she starts moving way too aggressively for you. “Baby you're gonna make me cum again”, Eunbi grabs your head and holds on to it as you get even more aggressive. Licks after licks with occasional biting to her clit prove to be too much for Eunbi as she finally reaches her second orgasm.
“I'm cumming”, With a scream Eunbi sprays her juices all over your face, her hand is gripping your hair so hard it almost makes you grunt in pain. You preserved, continue licking her as her climax slowly passes away. Once she's done her hands let go of you and she lay there exhausted.
You crawl to her before kissing her aggressively, letting her have a taste of herself. “Aaaahhhh, master”, Eunbi moans as you pull away, “You taste great, mommy”, You smile mischievously. The compliment makes her giddy, “Let me taste more”, She grabs your chin and pulls you for another kiss, her tongue exploring around your mouth and lips, licking them aggressively. Then she moves to your cheek, ‘cleaning’ it from her juices. The taste of her own pussy and your sweat was addictive to her so she can't stop herself from licking all over your face.
“Hahahah, calm down mommy”, You laugh feeling ticklish, “Baby, I like it when you call me mommy. I'm your mommy, and you're my baby okay? I love you”, Eunbi looks at you with eyes clouded by ecstasy. “I love you too mommy”, Her body shakes again, ready for the next round.
You strip yourself down revealing your fully erect cock, then you align it with her entrance, gently rubbing it against her entrance. “Babyyyyy, fuck me already”, Eunbi try to move her hips so she can push you into her. “You're so hopeless sometimes”, You laugh before thrusting it in without any warning. Her body tense up, her torso bent upward as if she just got possessed. “Are you actually having another orgasm from me putting it in?” She can't answer you, because she's having yet another climax.
A laugh escaped your lips as you watched her shaking under you. Your hand grabs onto her hips before yours starts to move, ignoring her state. A smile forms on your face seeing how pathetic she looks. Her tongue sticking out of her mouth, her eyes rolling to the back of her head, a real life ahegao, and she looks perfect like this. Your hips move aggressively, pounding her so hard that Eunbi might develop a bruise. “Baby, kiss me please” Both of her hands reach out to your head, the moment you lean your head closer they grab it and pull you into her.
“Cum baby, please cum inside. It's been too long”, Her desperate whisper is just what you need, “Take it slut”, You burrow deep inside her as your hot load floods her inside. The moment Eunbi can feel the familiar warmth growing her stomach her mind short circuited as another wave of ecstasy washes over her.
“Hehehe, you really are just a helpless little slut aren't you?” You let out a laugh as you watch her fighting for her life. As you try to pull away you realise her legs already locked you in place. “Don't leave baby, stay here”, Eunbi grabs your hand and pulls you to lay on top of her again.
“I need to take a shower Eunbi”, You sigh realising how needy this girl has become, “Don't take a shower yet baby, the night is still long”, She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, taking comfort in your familiar scent. Unfortunately for her she forgot that you reek of another woman's scent, “I'm too tired Eunbi I need to sleep”, The rejection is just adding insult to injury.
“Baby, I'm horny. So be a good boy and help mommy okay?” She playfully nibbles your ear while her hands aggressively scratch your back. “Stop doing that, my back is already banged up as it is”, Also you're kinda annoyed with how much you're enjoying the pain. “Baby, don't make me mad. You know you can do more”, The playful bite turns into a warning bite as her legs also start crushing your waist. “Just let me rest today will you? I'll make it up to you tomorrow” Reluctantly she releases you and stares into your eyes. “Tomorrow you're going to school. I want you to go and come back home with me. I'll drive us there and I don't want to ever see you talk to Yujin again okay?”
“It's kinda hard to not see her when we're in the same class”, Wrong answer buddy, “Baby, stop being so persistent and just do what mommy tells you. Yujin isn't a good influence on you in any way. I know you're using her but don't think that means she can't affect you at all. Stop talking to her and ghost her, if she does anything mommy will keep you safe” Are you sure you want to go all in with this route? “Listen, mommy. I'll break up with Yujin the way I see fit, okay? Stop being so jealous and let me handle it”, She's kinda right though, Yujin's bratty attitude starts to rub on you.
“I don't want you to meet her outside of school, can you do that for me?” You can definitely hide it from her, “Fine, now let me go I need to take a shower” Eunbi nods and lets you off. Her eyes follow your back as you leave the room, “My baby, my master” She whispers to reassure herself that you're finally hers.
As soon as you finish showering Eunbi barges in, “Baby the dinner is ready so go get dressed up and join me okay?” How does she manage to lay her hand on your old clothes? Best to not ask. Dressing up, you join her at the dinner table where Eunbi pulls you in order to sit on your lap. “I miss you so much baby, don't run away like that ever again okay? Have you been eating well? Did you sleep properly”, She smothers you with kisses while also feeding you, “Im fine, just tired. Where did you get my clothes anyway?” Eunbi just smiles and continues feeding you.
“Is your wound all healed up now? You've been taking your medication right?” This girl's gonna be more needy than Yujin isn't she? “It's healed already, I stop taking those meds after the pain goes away”, Your hand slither to start playing with her thighs. “Good, tomorrow mommy is gonna be having a session with one of the students. So you will be spending your time in the detention room while I finish up. Don't complain, that's what you get for skipping school too much”, Wouldn't that mean Yujin will also be getting detention since she also skipped school.
“Sure I'll spend a few hours with Yujin, why not?” A sharp pain can be felt on your chest as Eunbi bites you, “Nope, she will be sent back home. You just got to an accident so the detention was given for not contacting the school about not being able to attend. Don't worry baby, she won't get in our way”, How nice of her.
“I need to go back home for a second tomorrow. Pick up some things”, Just like a snake, Eunbi wraps her arms around you while looking at you angrily, “You will not go back home to that whore's place. Whatever you have there I can buy a new one for you. I'm not letting you get injured again”, Perhaps you should make a more compelling argument. “Mom is still in the hospital, so I want to take my things. Especially my brother's things because they meant a lot to me. It'll be quick I promise, I'll even contact you to tell you I'm safe”, She's not buying it. Even after hours of persuasion she wouldn't budge at all. In the end you just relent and decide to run away later to finish some stuff.
“Now, be a good boy and clean the dishes while I take a shower, okay? Then after that we can go to sleep”, When was the last time you ever washed the dishes? When was the last time you ever ate in your own home? Doing this little house chores doesn't feel that bad, you finish up quickly before opening your phone and find Yujin is looking for you.
“Hey babe, what's up?”
“What do you mean what's up? Where are you? I thought you said it won't be longer than an hour”
“Yeah, something came up. Turns out Eunbi has become my legal guardian”
“Why? Why is that bitch so obsessed with you?”
“Well you know, unlike you she's a softie inside and outside. Guess she just felt pity of me”
“Ugghhhh, she's just being a fake bitch trying to sell her kindness. Baby come home you're not safe there”
“Listen babe I think she's just like that, let me spend some time here to check her out okay?”
“Why? Why do you even want that? Are you seriously thinking about moving in with her?”
“Listen babe, things get problematic if they find out I'm not staying with my legal guardian. For me and for her”
“How? You're an adult already”
“Well yeah but that's because it's a requirement for an adult story”
“Huh?”
“The point is, despite her original intention that we might never know, she's still a kind and caring woman. She helps me go through my brother's death”
“So?”
“So I don't want to make it harder for her by being a rebel. Trust me on this one okay? I owe her, and you know I don't like owing shit”
“Ugghhhhh, you just want to fuck her don't you?”
Before you get to answer you heard someone yell at you, “Who is that?” Turning around you can see Eunbi is just fresh out of the shower. Her hair is still wet and dripping droplets all over the kitchen floor, she's also wearing nothing but a piece of towel. “Listen babe I'll talk to you later okay? Bye have a good-” You didn't get to finish your words as Eunbi snatched the phone away from you and hung up the call.
“I thought we agreed that you will never talk to her again” , She set your phone down on the counter before pressing her body up against yours. “I told you I'm gonna break this up my way. Just give me time okay?” You feel irritated with her possessiveness, although deep down you feel kinda guilty. Guilty? What? No I'm not guilty. Whatever you say man.
“Your way? Why don't you explain to me what your plan is then? Or do you just plan to see her behind me? Because it feels like you're trying to keep her as close as you can”, Behind you Eunbi's hand reaches out to take a knife. You didn't notice it, and she didn't notice it either, it was her other side that's taking over. “Of course not, I just feel…… you did this to me, now I'm all mellow and shit. Now I feel like shit for hurting her. Just let me set the record straight first okay?” See? Just admit that you're actually falling for Yujin. I'm just acting okay? Up to you.
“Baby, promise me that you'll leave her. Promise me that she won't get in our way. It's you and me against the world, that's what you told me earlier” See? It works, “Yes Eunbi, it's just you and me, I promise”, Her eyes dart around to see if you actually mean it. Failing to see anything amiss her anger subsided and her hand let go of the knife before grabbing your head to pull you for another kiss.
This time the kiss is filled with love, sick and twisted love but still love regardless. “I don't like Eunbi, from now on you're gonna call me mommy okay?” That's kinda hard to do, “That's too kinky, I'm just gonna get horny if I keep calling you that”, Literally too hard for you. “Hhhmmm, fine. Call me babe then, also stop calling Yujin babe, she doesn't deserve that name”, You nod and push her body away gently. “Go get dressed and clean your hair, babe. I want to go to sleep, see you in bed”, A little kiss to her cheek seems to brighten her mood considerably.
The night is still young, and Eunbi is still horny. So despite your begging she wouldn't let you go and just keep making out with you. Trying her best to mark you with hickeys or bite marks while also showering you with her scent to wash away any trace of Yujin. “Haaaa, I can get used to this. We will do this every night from now on, okay baby?” Eunbi sighs as she finally feels her thirst quenched, “No way I'm doing another 2 hour make out session. My lips are all bleeding now because of you”, It's not bleeding but it might as well be with how rough she's been biting them. “Don't be so dramatic, a few rounds of sex and then a long make out session, that's our nightly ritual. Now come here and cuddle with me baby, I want to feel you throughout the night”, The night is pleasant, her soft pillow is so comforting to sleep on. Her soft pillow is referring to her tits because she makes you rest on top of her the whole night.
“Are you okay? Like physically and mentally?” Minho watches over you with a lot of concern in his eyes, “Yeah I'm fine”, He has taken the shift of detention so he can talk to you to make sure you're okay. “Do you have a place to stay? Where have you been these last couple of days?” Fuck it go after the dilf as well? “I'm sleeping at my friend's place. Did Eunbi tell you what happened?”
“She said she found you and spent the night with you in the hospital until you woke up”, You decide to tell him a bit more about what happened between you and Eunbi, making him let out a sigh of relief. “That's good to hear, Eunbi is a great and kind person and she will definitely help you as best as she can. Thank god you actually agreed with my request to meet her back then”, This guy is actually the catalyst for all of this isn't he? Meeting Eunbi and showing her another side of you is the reason why she's actually falling for you. Perhaps you should invite him to the wedding as your best man.
“Listen, teach, I need to do something. Eunbi has been prohibiting me from going back home. I got some stuff there that means a lot to me. Can you just let me go and grab some of them real quick?” Minho stares at you disapprovingly, “You're trying to run from the detention aren't you?” Yes you do but it hurts you how little trust he puts in you. “I'll be back before the detention is over I promise. Please just this once, Eunbi wouldn't let me get near that place at all”, Just as you thought he's gonna say no, “Fine, you have an hour”, He said yes instead.
“An hour? Is he insane? I need 30 minutes of walking to get home”, Better save up your breath because you'll be running. While you're racing in the streets like a mad man your mind tries to outrun you. There's actually one other reason why you need to get home, an unfinished business with your mother. “What the fuck are you doing here?” Of course she's home, you've been watching her closely this whole time. “It's nice to see you again mom, even if it's the last time”
“Where did you go?” Yujin is exactly the last person you want to meet right now, “I tried to pick up my stuff”, You try to play it cool and shrugged. “Picking up your stuff? I thought I told you that you should never come home ever again”, Yujin grabs your ears and pinchs it, “It's fine I just need to grab some sentimental shit. What are you doing here? I thought you're suspended”, You slap her hand away. “Looking for you dummy, come on let's go home”, If Eunbi sees this you're gonna get in a huge trouble.
“I'm still in detention with Minho, he's gonna kill me if I don't come back” You push her hand away making her frown, “Babe, since when do you care about school?” Her eyes are filled with suspicion. “Since today, come on for a second, can you stop acting so edgy? I need school, I'm not you with a billionaire family ready to back me up”, Yujin frowns hearing that, “You could've joined my family”, Every second you spend talking to her the more likely Eunbi finds out.
“Your parents wouldn't like me, just go back home first okay? I'll start spending time with you after you get back to school. How long is your suspension?” You decide to take a gamble and hug her to calm her down, “Uuuggghhh, three days. You're going to my place tomorrow, after school just join me until dinner. I don't mind if you go back to that whore's place to sleep”, Yujin hugs you tight before kissing your cheek. She misses you so much she didn't question why you're wearing a scarf all of the sudden.
“Okay babe, see you tomorrow”, You give her a kiss before letting her go, hopefully Eunbi won't notice anything. “You ran back to your home?” Minho snitched on you, “I was trying to pick up my brother's stuff”, You turned to Minho who just sighs. “She came here when you were gone. I told you I'm not saying anything but I'm not gonna lie to my boss”, Never rely on a teacher to bail you out of anything ever again.
“So? What did you take from there?” Eunbi sees that you have returned empty handed, “Nothing, she sold them all off to the pawnshop”, You scoff and act pissed. “Is that true? Were you just lying so you can run to smoke?” Eunbi walks closer to you and the first thing she notices is the nicotine. “You are smoking again”, At least her sensitive nose doesn't pick up Yujin's perfume, “I'm just gonna leave you two for this one”, Minho slips away leaving you with the beast.
“Okay, I smoke on the way-” Eunbi slaps you, it hurts, the mental damage that is. “Why are you so adamant about smoking? Why are you so stubborn and going home? Can't you see that all I want is the best for you? The best for us”, She can't help but whisper the last sentence as tears start to fall down her eyes. For the first time, you felt guilty.
“I'm sorry Eunbi, I really am”, You pull her to a hug, hoping that this will calm her down before she breaks you. “I want us to be together, forever. Baby I told you to not do those stuff because I care for you. Why can't you understand that?” Eunbi hugs you back as she starts sobbing.
“I know, I'm sorry. I can't just stop smoking, and I have to know where my brother's stuff is. I'm sorry, I really am….. please don't cry”, Your words are pathetic, but your voice breaking as an alien feeling in your heart starts to break you apart, somewhat calms Eunbi down. “Promise me, that from now on you will do what I said okay? Promise me you will stop smoking. If you feel the withdrawal symptoms just tell me okay baby? Let me help you through that, okay? I love you, more than anything. We are all we have, you said that to me. So promise me you'll listen”, Eunbi pulls away and caresses your cheek.
“Okay, I promise I won't”, You were so close on tearing up yourself, “Good, but you're gonna have to continue your detention today, let's go home baby”
Detention sucks, and not even Eunbi can change that. “Eunbi can you-” A light slap on your cheek completely shuts you down. “No baby, what did we agree on earlier? Call me mommy” Eunbi smiles before she continues nibbling on your chest.
“Well mommy, at this point you've abused me more than what my real mom did” It was supposed to be a joke right? “What? Baby I don't mean to hurt you, I'm sorry”, Is the punchline for the joke the panic attack that Eunbi is having right now?
“No, I don't mean it like that. Just let me go okay? I'm bored being bedridden like this”, You try to stand up but Eunbi just throws herself to you, “No baby don't be mad please. I'm sorry, mommy can make it up to you, don't be mad” She pleads as her tears are about to burst.
“Ugggghhhh, I'm not mad, just let me go”, You, feeling embarrassed for making her this way try to hide it with your grumpiness. “Please, let mommy make it up to you okay?” Eunbi looks at you with her teary eyes making you relent, “Fine”
She leans down and gives you a kiss on the cheek, praying that you're actually not angry at her. Then her hand travels down and pulls your pants down, releasing your half erect cock. After all, despite your grumpiness you still find her actions to be hot.
Her lips start kissing your balls while her nose is inhaling your musky scent. “Mommy will take care of you sweetie”, Her breaths tickle your skin as her hand starts to jerk you. “Fuck you're getting good with this”, Hearing your compliment, Eunbi pulled your cock into her mouth that has gotten used to your size.
Looking down you can see Eunbi is staring right at you, fishing for more compliments while also trying to make sure you're enjoying this.
Fuck she look so hot.
The look in your eyes gives her enough encouragement to continue. Without any problems she deepthroated you while still maintaining eye contact. “Fuck Eunbi”, Although your moans is music to her ears, she still want to hear you call her mommy. So she picks up her pace, letting your cock slip in and out her mouth while her spit starts to drip down your balls. One of her hands holds onto your cock to keep it steady while the other one is massaging your ball.
Getting attacked like this you couldn't last longer than five minutes. Eunbi's eyes widened the moment she felt your cock throbbing in her throat. With ease she plunges all of it into her mouth while her tongue is doing its best to help you finish. “Fuck, I'm cumming”, Your hips buckled forward as you shoots your warm cum straight down her throat.
Being the good slut that she is, Eunbi finds your cum travelling into her stomach to be very ecstatic. Her muffled screams tell you she's having an orgasm. “Fuck, Eunbi come here”, You grab her face, she let go of your cock and just let her body pulled by your hand.
“I'm sorry for running away earlier okay?” Eunbi let out a sigh of relief hearing you willing to admit your fault, I'm not admitting shit, it's progress. “It's okay baby, but you know I just feel worried about you right? I only want you to be safe” She starts caressing your cheek.
“I know, I know, so let's just put this behind us okay? It doesn't matter anymore”, It doesn't? “Okay baby, I love you” She kisses your cheek. “I love you too, mommy. Now get those breasts free, I want to munch on them”
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After a long intimate bonding session, the two of you just rest on her bed, completely drained of all energy. “Haaaa, you really bring out the worst in me baby. I actually think about not going to work tomorrow just so I can spend it with you” Eunbi sighs and continues making out with you.
“Well perfect attendance is overrat-” Your phone suddenly rings, cutting you off. “Who's that?” Eunbi said feeling pissed off having someone distract you from the moment you two are having. You grab your phone and pray that it's not Yujin, and in a way your prayers work.
The call is from the police department, informing you that they have found your mother dead from overdose in your house. “What? I thought you said she wasn't supposed to be home until tomorrow”, Eunbi looks at you with concern.
“I mean, she should be right?” Eunbi gets off the bed and walks to her desk and rummages through some papers. “No, it's today. You said you checked this paper today to see if your mom is home or not. What do you mean she's not home yet?” You did lie and told her you sneak to check the paper when she's having a shower earlier today.
“I don't know, did I get the date mixed up?” The clueless act doesn't faze her at all, “Baby, did you come home to kill your own mom?” Her anger is justified, but the lack of fear or distraught in her voice made you feel confused for a moment. “No” You deny such accusations, “Don't lie to me baby. You ran back there to end her, didn't you?” She presses on.
“Eunbi why would I-” She grabs your mouth and stops your denial, “You always call me by name when you try to hide something”, Honestly, Eunbi just doesn't like it when you call her that so she assumes the worst. “I….. fuck I did, so what?” That's a bold move dude.
Eunbi stands there glaring at you intensely. She wasn't angry that you killed your mom, she's angry that you might get in trouble for it. You see Eunbi is simply out of her mind right now, deep down she's also been planning to eliminate your mother. So seeing you jump in like this with such sloppy work enrages her to no end.
“You're grounded”, Her loud yell only makes you even more confused. “Grounded? By the police department?” You tried to make a joke, “No, by me. I am not letting you go out of this place ever again. You've lost your privileges young man. From now on you will go to school with me, stay there until the school is finished and come home with me. I am not taking the risk of you doing something stupid like this again”, Eunbi let out a roar.
“Eunbi, what are you thinking? What actually comes through your mind when I told you that I killed my mom”, You stand up and walk closer to her, “What I'm thinking? I think you're being an idiot for doing something so rash. You're putting yourself at risk, you're putting US at risk”, She grabs your collar and slams you to the wall before pressing herself against you.
“Is that so? The idea that I have taken someone's life isn't a bother for you?” You stare deep into her eyes that has become an abyss, “I would've killed that bitch herself if I wasn't busy saving your life back then”, And the abyss gazes back.
“Alright baby, now what do we do? Just ignore it and do nothing?” A warm smile forms on your face as a wave of relief washes over you. “Yes, as your legal guardian I will tell them you are not ready to talk about this and have them deal with the corpse themselves. She's not your mom, she never acted like one so she won't be treated as one”
“Okay then, sorry about this babe. I was just too hot headed at the time”, Your hand reaches out and caresses her face, “Fine, I'll let you off this one time. You're still grounded indefinitely, and if I ever see you do something that could risk us again, I'll lock you down to the bed myself” She throws you back on the bed. “Okay mommy, good to know you're just as batshit insane as I am”
“I can't believe you didn't even try to contact me. Am I not your girlfriend?” Yujin is angry, rightfully so since you have been ghosting her these last few days. “Baby I told you I had a lot in my mind. I'm sorry, okay? Can I make it up to you in any way?” Why are you so hellbent on playing this game? Is Eunbi not enough? Is her approval of your murder not enough for you?
“Baby, you will come back home with me today. I don't fucking care how much you like that bitchy therapist and how much you owe her. You're coming back home, with me”
Right now is lunch break, you should've been in Eunbi's room having lunch together. Unfortunately Yujin pulls you aside to the rooftop where she uses her strength and size to easily overpower you and pin you to the wall.
“Baby, come on. Calm down for a second”, Feeling cornered, because you are, you decided to use the oldest trick in the book. “Ugggghhhh, you can't just keep doing that”, Yujin said in between her moans as you started making out with her. “I'll talk with Eunbi to see if I can go home with you tonight. What if we do something stupid? Right here, right now?” Your hands start to squeeze her ass making her moan even harder.
“You're gonna fuck me here just because I'm mad? No you just don't want to talk to me about what's happening aren't you?” Yujin frowns seeing through your intent, “I do, so are you gonna stop me?” Your hands travel up and start squeezing her tits as well. “No”
She leans deeper into the kiss while her hand starts to unbutton your shirt. There's a problem with that, you are ridden with hickeys from your mommy. So in the spurt of the moment you just switch places and pin her to the wall instead. “I miss you babe, I really do”, And to show her how genuine you are, you easily pull up her top and expose her bra.
“We don't have much time, and you better stop yourself from screaming your lungs out”
This isn't the time for foreplay, she's already soaking wet down there and you're kinda missing her body. “Oh fuck, I almost forgot how big this thing is” Yujin immediately grabs your cock as soon as you pull down your pants. “You ready babe?” You pull down her panties and she immediately pulls your cock to align it with her pussy. “Do it”
As you plunge yourself inside her Yujin sinks her teeth into your shoulder. Her muffled scream was followed by the sounds of clapping as you don't bother doing things slowly. “Fuck, I almost forgot how tight you are” You grunted as you pound her like there's no tomorrow.
“What is going on here?” A voice from behind you made your body freeze, “Ugghhhh, fuck off” Yujin grunted as her face crumbled. “Are you two…….” It has to be Eunbi, out of everyone that could catch you red-handed it has to be her. Awkwardly you pull out your dick from Yujin and put your pants back up. “Come. With. Me. Now”, Despite your reluctance you still turn around to see Eunbi's face. It's ugly, like holy shit she's furious. Any moment she might just maul you or Yujin.
“Tchhh”, Yujin scoffs as she dresses back up, there's no hint of embarrassment or guilt in her face and demeanour. “Come on”, You try to nudge Yujin to start walking, hoping she won't agitate Eunbi further. Unfortunately Yujin decides to wrap her arms around yours which almost makes Eunbi snap. “Are you gonna lead us or what?” Oh Jesus Christ you're so dead.
“Follow me” Eunbi answered, she's using every ounce of her logical reasoning to stop her body from jumping and just throwing Yujin off the rooftop. The three of you walk into Eunbi's office, the break is already over so nobody sees Yujin being all lovey dovey with you. “Don't be so sour baby, we'll be okay” Yujin tries to cheer you up seeing how tense you are. Yet her actions only make you even more tense. Even from behind you can see how enraged Eunbi is.
Honestly you're not really scared of Eunbi being angry at you. You're scared that she might do something rash.
Hurting Yujin can fuck both of us over. She's rich enough to fuck you over back Eunbi. Her family will go after your head if she gets hurt. I can protect you from that, even if I do it would mean the end of us. Goddamnit Eunbi if Yujin gets hurt and she finds out I picked you she will go after my head as well.
Well you know, what goes around comes around. Karma is a bitch. Do unto others as you would have them do unto you. There's countless phrases and advice that could apply here.
If you want to hurt her at least finish her off.
Huh?
Yeah, that could work. Nobody knows me and Yujin is dating, and I've checked her phone a few times to make sure it stays that way. Although Eunbi did say her butler or something came to see my face. That could be problematic.
Are you actually thinking about killing Yujin?
Please keep your cool Eunbi, we can't deal with double murder.
Huh?
“So? Are you gonna say anything?” Oh right, you three have reached Eunbi's office already. Eunbi sits behind her desk while you and Yujin sit next to each other in front of her. Eunbi hasn't said anything which annoys Yujin further. “Do you have any idea how angry I am right now?” Not really sure who Eunbi is talking to, but you have a suspicious feeling that she's addressing you directly. “Yeah sorry, if you didn't lock him up in your house for so long we wouldn't be so thirsty for some action till we decided to do it in school” Yujin selflessly decides to take the aggro off of you.
“I lock him up? He deserves to stay in his home with me” Well none of the two has brought up the fact that you're two timing them yet. “Who are you to keep him like that? I'm his girlfriend, you're just an old hag who tries to act like he's your son because the truth is nobody wants you” That was rude, however Eunbi doesn't really listen past the first part.
“You're his girlfriend? He broke with you already” Well let's not act like this isn't expected. Yunjin just frowned at hearing it, ready to yell back at Eunbi. “Can we just-”, You tried to cool them down but Eunbi already lost her cool.
“HE'S MINE, HE'S MINE AND MINE ALONE. YOU FUCKING WHORE”
With incredible speed she lunges at Yujin, one of her hands is holding a cutter. You can stop her, you can jump right now and grab that hand.
“DIE”, Yet in the end, you didn't stop her. You just sat there and watched as Eunbi sank her cutter into Yujin's neck with so much power it broke the blade. She doesn't stop there, she swings her cutter again and continues stabbing Yujin's neck. The latter doesn't even get to let out a scream of help as her body falls down to the ground.
Yunjin desperately tries to stop Eunbi with her hands, however her blood is pouring out at an alarming rate, and so does her consciousness. Her hands fall to the ground as her eyes are staring at Eunbi with horror. She glances at you, hoping that you would help her. Yet all she found was a cold pair of eyes staring at her with no emotions. Your lips curled up a little, it wasn't intentional, you just subconsciously find Eunbi's madness to be entertaining. As her life is slipping away, there's only one thing lingering in Yujin's mind.
Fucking maniac
Despite Yujin being undoubtedly dead, Eunbi still continuously stabs the lifeless body while her mouth keeps muttering some words you can't hear clearly. “This is gonna be a mess”, Finally you make a move, standing up and grab Eunbi's head from the side. “Baby, baby come here” Eunbi grabs onto your leg and hugs it, her face is stained by blood stains as she looks up to you. Her eyes are filled with nothing, as if it was a void that's staring back at you.
“She's gone baby, no more distraction okay? It's just you and me from now on. Don't you ever leave me again okay? It's just you and me now, now and forever”
You silently watch as Eunbi is hugging your leg tightly, her breath slowly starts to calm down as her mind slowly takes in the situation she's in. A laugh involuntarily escapes your mouth, “Right, just you and me baby. Now and forever”
Just saw you pop up again. Wellness check. Everything alright?
I was kicked out of the house the last few months. Not really the first time but this time it's kinda bad. It's alright now, things are looking up. Thanks for asking bro, appreciate that. Hope you're doing great.
