"Mmmm" you moan into her mouth as she sucks on your lips in a fashion so desperate, so passionate, that a stranger would have sworn she was incapable of being gentle, being passive. You didn't care, though. You didn't have the chance to care before you felt her hand snake around your waist, casually dipping beneath the fabric of your shirt and leaving a trail of goosebumps as her cold hand touches your torso, warm from the heat of your interaction.
It was hot. She was hot. Your ears were hot, still, from all the dirty talk from a few moments ago.
"Keep making those pretty sounds for me, beautiful girl," she coos, or at least tries to, but her hunger and desire are evident in her deep and rough tone. Your back arches, pushing you against her front, as her icy hand inches upward toward your shoulder, still disregarding the fabric that would be in contact with your skin if not for her hand prying it away.
You're not innocent either with one arm slinged around her neck, desperately holding on, and the other playing with the top of her pants, more and more inclined to slip underneath the fabric and touch her everywhere that you could only feel in these private moments.
Her lips pull back in a momentary truce after her brutal attack on your lips. She can see how disheveled you look and how hooded your eyes are and she loves it. It fuels her on. Her free hand moves to caress your cheek in a show of tenderness and love as she smiles at you warmly before bring the same hand down to your chin and tilting it upward, bringing her lips to kiss the area right beneath your chin.
You let out a long and pleasured breath as you feel her kisses trace down your neck, some longer and rougher than others, surely leaving small red marks. Her hand drags back down your back and rests on your butt, squeezing it lightly as she chuckles into one of her kisses. She's enjoying herself.
"I can't wait to make you feel good, baby girl. Let's take it to the room and I'll give you your real birthday gift," she whispers to you with hooded eyes and a dry throat and you moan softly at the mere thought of what's to come.
summary: after months of mutual silent pining and obvious flirting, you and Jimin finally push the line on your relationship
genre: smut 😅
warnings: nonidol!karina x fem!reader, dom!karina, reader is younger (no notable age gap), pet names, mommy kink, car sex so semi public(?) no one's around though
a/n: the title of this one is so corny to me but makes me giggle so i kept it, karina referred to as jimin throughout
You're in the car with your best friend, Jimin, on the way home from a club. Words are spilling out your mouth passionately as you detail how grossed out you were when a man tried to get you to have sex with him earlier on the dancefloor.
"He would not let up! To be fair, I was scared to let him down harshly cause he was obviously tipsy so I could've been better with boundary setting but still !! What a creep. The thought of his hands on my waist while I was dancing will forever haunt me," you dramatically rant to the older who was driving.
"Woah, woah, woah. Hands on your waist? He touched you?" she asked, her grip on the steering wheel tightening slightly. Her brows furrowed a little bit at the thought.
"Yeah! I think he was about to start grinding but I turned around too fast. I'm not used to people touching my waist so it scared me a little," you admit, grimacing as you remember the feeling of his hands on your hips.
"Maybe if it was you, though, I would have allowed it," you tease, always enjoying to mess around with her like this. Though you guys had never really explored it, you were very openly flirtatious with each other.
Her grip on the wheel loosens again at your words and she smirks. "Of course you would. You probably would have melted in my touch, letting me sway your hips any way I wanted," she responded with a painfully cocky tone of voice. She couldn't see since she was still watching the road but she was sure your face had turned red from embarrassment. She was satisfied just picturing it in her head, loving to see you all flustered.
And she was right to assume that as your cheeks and ears started to feel warm and you crossed one leg over the other. You had let your mind wander a little bit, picturing the two of you dancing while she had your waist in her hands and moved your body with hers. At that point you were so flustered that it took you a second to speak. She quickly glanced over at you, concerned, before looking back at the road.
"What's the matter, y/n? Feeling a little hot? I can turn on the AC, if you want," she says and, on the surface level, it seems to be a genuine expression of care, but you knew her and you knew that tone of voice very well. She was teasing you again but you were way too prideful to give in, opting to turn your head and look out the window.
"No, not really. I'm actually still a little cold from the walk to the car." You lie through your teeth but shudder when you feel her put her hand on your thigh. You hear another overconfident chuckle escape her mouth and it takes a lot out of you not to groan as she rubs up and down on your leg.
"I see, hope this warms you up a little bit," she responds, smirking. At some point the faux flirting starts to feel very, very real and you catch yourself looking at her as she drives. Her face is beautiful and her jawline is sharp. Her hair falls beautifully as well and the street lights illuminate her face as if she was sent from heaven. You put your left hand on her right as she continues to rub your thigh.
"I wish all of those perverts at the parties were as hot as my Jimin," you playfully remark, leaning back into your chair. This sudden boldness always came to you whenever the older played into your teasing a little more than usual, like she was right now. Sighing, you continue. "Even in the case that I give them a chance, they're never even all that good."
Jimin started to feel hot and bothered as the flirting continued. She has had a crush on you for months now and only refrained from moving past platonic affection for the sake of your friendship. Truth be told, she was barely better than the men and women that came up to you. She seethed every time she saw it, wishing it was her. That's why your words were spurring her on. After a long time of waiting, she was determined to see it through this time and see if there was a chance for her to finally get what she's been wanting.
Her grip on your leg tightened; the only part of her hand still moving being her thumb as it treaded scandalously close to your inner thigh. Your choice of words repeated through her head: 'my Jimin', 'my Jimin', 'my Jimin'.
"'My Jimin', huh? Is 'your Jimin' the standard? In that case, it's a shame that you'd give all of the others some of your time but not her, now isn't it?" she teased for the nth time that night, the cocky grin on her face getting larger and larger and her hand getting closer and closer to your inner thigh. Your breath hitched and you shifted uncomfortably in the passenger's seat. You couldn't tell if she was still flirting for the bit or if she was starting to get serious but, god, you hoped it was the latter.
"You say that as if I'd be opposed. I've tried flirting with her but it's as if she's just oblivious."
The speed at which Karina turned to look at you could break records but it didn't last long as she had to watch the road. You could see lust written in her eyes, though, and you shuddered as anticipation shot through you.
"Y/n," she said, with a sudden stern tone of voice, "tell me you're being serious and I will pull the car over right now."
"Ji-Jimin?" you stutter, face now burning with the heat of your blush. You don't even need to respond before the car slows down and she parks on the side of the road. She wanted to look at you and the act of driving was getting in the way too much for her to keep doing it. She turns the light on in the front seats and looks at your face, easily noticing the vibrant blush on your cheeks.
"My god, y/n... seems like I was worried for nothing. You're a blushing mess," she says with a huge smirk, her hand now slowly moving up and down your thigh again. "So what was that you were saying? You've been flirting with me? Tell me more," she demands, dragging her words out teasingly and playfully while looking you up and down.
Your heart races as the whole situation feels surreal. Just like her, you had been wanting Jimin for a long time. The flirting had started a few months ago, when the two of you started to have mutual feelings. Not that either of you knew that much, though, since you silently agreed to never press further. So now, with near palpable tension in the air, confined in the car with her hand rubbing up and down your thigh and a seductive grin on her face, you were feeling a lot of things. Mainly turned on, though.
"I told you, didn't I? I've been flirting with you for months but I haven't yet gotten what I want. It's been frustrating to say the least," you confess, still trying to make it sound playful. It didn't matter the tone, though, you said exactly what she had wanted you to. Cocking her head to the side slightly, she feigned an innocent expression as her hand finally made it to your inner thigh.
"And what is it that you want, y/n? Let me know and I'll see what I can do for you," she teased again, pleased to be getting her way after what felt like ages. She was obviously in her sensual energy as you looked at you with the most seductive look you had ever seen in your life. It was quiet for a few seconds and she could tell you were embarrassed, but you gave in again.
"Jimin, are you really gonna make me spell it out for you?" you start, moving her hand momentarily so you can unbuckle your seatbelt before putting it right back where it was. You look her in the eye with a serious yet seductive look as you whisper the rest of your response. "You're really gonna make me say that I want you to take me in the back of this car right now?"
Her eyebrows raise in shock. She was, honestly, not expecting you to come out and say it. She thought she was going to have to pressure it out of you a little more. It was definitely a welcome surprise though and she unlocked the doors. "Is that what you want, baby? I'm going, then, and I suggest you don't keep me waiting," she responds, dominant energy oozing out of her as she swiftly unbuckles her own seatbelt and re-enters the car through the back left door.
You enter from your side mere seconds later and as soon as you close your door, she reaches to grab her keys and lock the car in one swift motion. The light turns on in the back of the car as you press a button and Jimin moves closer to you, checking you out without a hint of shame before meeting your gaze. She leaned close to your face, so close that you could feel the heat of each other's breath. She wanted to kiss you so badly but didn't want to force it on you, opting to let you make the move instead.
You didn't even need to hear it out loud for her to know what was going on before putting your hands on both sides of her face and bringing it closer to yours, letting your lips crash as you began to passionately make out. Moans and other pleasured noises begin to spill from both of your mouths, ecstatic to finally get a taste of what you had been dreaming of for so long.
Jimin wastes no time and slips her cold hand up your shirt, leaving a trail of goosebumps as you shudder under her touch. You can't help but let out a breathy moan and lean your head back and she smirks, taking a few moments to catch her breath before reattaching her lips to your now exposed neck, planting kisses down it.
"I see you weren't lying, you really did want me to take you in the back of this car, didn't you baby," she coos as her hands slip under your bra, slowly warming up as they grab hold of and fondle your breasts.
"This is better than what I was imagining, anyways," you respond, breathily, as your hands move to slowly rub her back. She was now basically hovering over you and letting her hands roam freely. Your lipgloss was on her lips and probably on your neck as well, mixed in with her own. Jimin smirks at your words, fueling her ever-growing ego and dominant demeanor.
"Aw, is it that good already? I've barely even touched you," she teased before plopping herself in your lap and looking you in the eye, "but don't worry, I'll make you feel even better in a few minutes, babygirl," she said with a heavily seductive look on her face that made you sigh out in anticipation.
She leans in close again and starts to kiss lightly up your neck, then up your jaw, then by your ear before slightly tugging on your shirt. "Will you take this off for me?" she coos and you're suddenly very aware of the heat between your legs before nodding, eyes attached to hers, and waiting for her to back up a little so you can remove your top.
Jimin sits back and watches lustfully as you start stripping, eyes especially focused on your boobs leading her to remind you to remove that "annoying bra" as well. Your flushed face let her know how much you liked that as you obeyed, removing it at a teasingly slow pace. She smirked once they were fully exposed and wasted no time in getting her hands on them once again.
You can't help a small gasp as her freezing cold hands meet your warm breasts again and your hands find her body again. One hand trailed under her shirt, rubbing up and down her back, while the other caressed her cheek lovingly.
"You have no idea how long I've been waiting for this" you whisper, slightly embarrassed but wanting to let her know what you were thinking. You had an inkling that she would enjoy things like that. "I think you're the one that has no clue" she whispers back, smiling as she fondles your chest. The thought of her wanting you for as long as you've been wanting her makes your heart happy and you plant a soft kiss on her cheek, resulting in her blushing and leaning in to plant a gentle one on your lips.
The sexual nature of the interaction was momentarily replaced with romanticism as you kiss one more time, deeply, glad to finally be getting a little of what you've been yearning for. She pulls you in a little closer and smiles as you pull away before planting a little kiss on your forehead. "You're so damn adorable," she whispers.
"You're even cuter, trust me," you reply with a smile before leaning your head against hers.
"Oh yeah?" Jimin asks with a smirk, "Is it cute when I do this, too?" she teases, slowly dragging her hand down from your chest to your waistline and settling it right above the button of your bottoms.
A light moan leaves your mouth at the sensation of her slightly warm fingers slowly dragging against your skin and tugging at the fabric. She's more than satisfied with that reaction as she kisses you again but with lust laced on her lips. Her hand doesn't stop playing with the zipper of your bottoms the entire time your mouths explore the other's.
At some point feeling her shirt on your bare skin became annoying and you tugged at it to let her know you wanted it off. She obliged with a smile, mirroring your actions by stripping painfully slowly. The fabric of her shirt peeled away from her stomach and clearly hard-earned abs. You could feel something wet drip down between your thighs and you run your tongue over your lips that now feel dry.
"God, baby, you're stripping me with your eyes faster than I could strip myself," she jokes, tossing her top on the floor and redirecting her attention solely to you. You smile and shrug your shoulders before she pulls you close and lets her hand slip between your bottoms and your underwear, slightly rubbing the area with a cocky grin on her face.
Your breathing gets faster and faster and you don't hesitate to undo the button and zipper to grant her hands more freedom. She smiles at the gesture, loving how easily you melt into your needs and loving that it was her that made you this needy in the first place.
She picks up the pace a little and moves to cup your clothed sex, earning a lewd moan from your mouth and a gentle buck of your hips. Her fingers are soaked from how wet you are, more than ready for anything she could throw your way. Hell, if she stuck two fingers in right now you could probably take it without much pain or discomfort.
Your face reddened a little as she toyed around with your pussy through the fabric, feeling vulnerable and embarrassed. You couldn't help but close your eyes, and not solely from the pleasure.
"Keep your eyes open, baby. Isn't this what you've been wanting for so, so, so long?" she asks in a sadistic tone of voice, applying more pressure with every repeated word. "What is it you want me to do, hm? What did we do in your dreams, my love?"
All you could do was whimper, your usual boldness nowhere to be found as she toyed and teased you, smirking while expecting you to reveal all of your dirty fantasies. "Speak up, love, or I'll have to stop here" she coos and you shake your head, ready to fight through the blush.
"My... I was on your lap... with my back against your chest... one of your hands was around my neck... keeping my head tilted back so that we could make eye contact and the other was um.. FUCK JIMINNN your hand was between my legs, making noises spill from my mouth..." you moan out in a whisper, stopping every now and them to let out pleasured grunts as she finally slipped her hand beneath the fabric of your underwear and inched slowly closer to your pussy. You honestly have no clue how you got all of the words out to detail your dream.
"Is that what you want? You wanna sit on Mommy's lap and have her make you feel good? Yeah?" she teases again, smiling and enjoying your reaction when she calls herself Mommy; the way your face got warmer and your eyes opened slightly in shock and you trembled a little. You let put a load moan at her questions and she leans closer into your ear. "Cause I'm sure I can make all your dreams come true, baby."
"Yes, yes please" you plead desperately and she finally touches you right where you need her before immediately taking her hand away and slipping off of your lap, opting for you to sit on hers now. You whine at the sudden loss of contact but waste no time in slipping off the rest of your clothes and sitting on her lap.
"Good girl," she coos softly in your ear before snaking one arm around your neck and the other around your waist, just like you had just detailed to her.
Soft dom gf! Yunjin makes me crazy fr like not just in the bedroom but casual dominance 😭 Can you write something for her?? Pretty please 💗
STOP CAUSE I'M MALFUNCTIONING AT THE THOUGHT she is so softdom coded. hope i did you justice 🫡
summary: it's your three months with yunjin and she makes sure to show you how much she loves you
genre: fluff, pretty damn suggestive
warnings: softdomgf!yunjin x fem!reader, BUT no specified pronouns so could honestly be anyone, use of damn (not sure if that counts as foul language), reader is called princess, pet names
a/n: i'm weak for this woman
Honestly, you can't remember a time where you had been happier. Maybe the first date? The time you asked her to be your girlfriend? When your family got along with her? Either way, today had just been so perfect.
You and your girlfriend had spent the day out in the city. It was only your three months anniversary but if someone asked, you would probably say that you've been with Yunjin your entire life. You two were just... made for each other, and not even in a cringey, lovesick way. The way she showed her love just resonated with you so well and vice versa. Her hands fit perfectly in yours (and in other places) and your head fit perfectly on her shoulder. Hell, even your hobbies were aligned, not to mention your adventurous spirits.
So today, to mark 91 days of being together, the two of you set out on an adventure. You started off at a pottery class. It was your first time but Yunjin's second or third-- she didn't remember. You tried to make your own cup first before joining your girlfriend in making a pot. You sat between her legs while she rested her head on your shoulder, holding and guiding your hands from on top of them, occasionally whispering things in your ear that send little shivers down your core; a "Mhm, just like that, baby," or sometimes a "You're getting really good with your hands, y/n" to spur you on as she smirked. Neither one of them came out the best, but you took them home anyways as keepsakes.
After that you went to a cheese tasting place, since you insisted that it "matched the vibes of doing pottery" and what could she say to that? Obviously you were right, Most of the cheeses were way too fancy for you to really be able to appreciate it since you both weren't fanatics, but just spending time with your girlfriend made it worth it. After that, the two of you went to have a little picnic by a river, laying on the covers and playing soft jazz quietly in the background as you talked and laughed. You turned your head to face your girlfriend, smiling as you took in her features; her subtle smile lines, gorgeous and slightly faded orange hair, the way her eyes-- the way they looked at you with so much love and were so fixed on your pupils.
Yunjin was unashamed to admit to you that she loved looking in your eyes. She says it's because she could always "see right through you and she loved how brightly your soul shined" but you knew damn well that was all good until you guys were in bed and she used it as an excuse to tease you whenever you were being a little bratty; she would say "You can pretend you don't want this to your heart's content, but you know I can see right through you, princess" with that sly, seductive smile you knew far too well. Every time, you knew you didn't have much fighting left in you.
After acting like two sappy lovebirds by the river, you packed up and made your way back to your place where you were going to watch your favorite movies. You were in the living room setting up the TV while Yunjin went to the restroom that was in your room before calling you to the back to join her, surprising you with candles lit, flower petals lining the floor, and sensual music playing quietly in the background. She was sat on the edge of the bed and patted the comforter next to her. "Come join me, baby, let me show you how much I love you." You knew you were in for a long, lovely night to end your perfect day.
summary: after months of mutual silent pining and obvious flirting, you and Jimin finally push the line on your relationship
genre: smut 😅
warnings: nonidol!karina x fem!reader, dom!karina, reader is younger (no notable age gap), pet names, mommy kink, car sex so semi public(?) no one's around though
a/n: the title of this one is so corny to me but makes me giggle so i kept it, karina referred to as jimin throughout
You're in the car with your best friend, Jimin, on the way home from a club. Words are spilling out your mouth passionately as you detail how grossed out you were when a man tried to get you to have sex with him earlier on the dancefloor.
"He would not let up! To be fair, I was scared to let him down harshly cause he was obviously tipsy so I could've been better with boundary setting but still !! What a creep. The thought of his hands on my waist while I was dancing will forever haunt me," you dramatically rant to the older who was driving.
"Woah, woah, woah. Hands on your waist? He touched you?" she asked, her grip on the steering wheel tightening slightly. Her brows furrowed a little bit at the thought.
"Yeah! I think he was about to start grinding but I turned around too fast. I'm not used to people touching my waist so it scared me a little," you admit, grimacing as you remember the feeling of his hands on your hips.
"Maybe if it was you, though, I would have allowed it," you tease, always enjoying to mess around with her like this. Though you guys had never really explored it, you were very openly flirtatious with each other.
Her grip on the wheel loosens again at your words and she smirks. "Of course you would. You probably would have melted in my touch, letting me sway your hips any way I wanted," she responded with a painfully cocky tone of voice. She couldn't see since she was still watching the road but she was sure your face had turned red from embarrassment. She was satisfied just picturing it in her head, loving to see you all flustered.
And she was right to assume that as your cheeks and ears started to feel warm and you crossed one leg over the other. You had let your mind wander a little bit, picturing the two of you dancing while she had your waist in her hands and moved your body with hers. At that point you were so flustered that it took you a second to speak. She quickly glanced over at you, concerned, before looking back at the road.
"What's the matter, y/n? Feeling a little hot? I can turn on the AC, if you want," she says and, on the surface level, it seems to be a genuine expression of care, but you knew her and you knew that tone of voice very well. She was teasing you again but you were way too prideful to give in, opting to turn your head and look out the window.
"No, not really. I'm actually still a little cold from the walk to the car." You lie through your teeth but shudder when you feel her put her hand on your thigh. You hear another overconfident chuckle escape her mouth and it takes a lot out of you not to groan as she rubs up and down on your leg.
"I see, hope this warms you up a little bit," she responds, smirking. At some point the faux flirting starts to feel very, very real and you catch yourself looking at her as she drives. Her face is beautiful and her jawline is sharp. Her hair falls beautifully as well and the street lights illuminate her face as if she was sent from heaven. You put your left hand on her right as she continues to rub your thigh.
"I wish all of those perverts at the parties were as hot as my Jimin," you playfully remark, leaning back into your chair. This sudden boldness always came to you whenever the older played into your teasing a little more than usual, like she was right now. Sighing, you continue. "Even in the case that I give them a chance, they're never even all that good."
Jimin started to feel hot and bothered as the flirting continued. She has had a crush on you for months now and only refrained from moving past platonic affection for the sake of your friendship. Truth be told, she was barely better than the men and women that came up to you. She seethed every time she saw it, wishing it was her. That's why your words were spurring her on. After a long time of waiting, she was determined to see it through this time and see if there was a chance for her to finally get what she's been wanting.
Her grip on your leg tightened; the only part of her hand still moving being her thumb as it treaded scandalously close to your inner thigh. Your choice of words repeated through her head: 'my Jimin', 'my Jimin', 'my Jimin'.
"'My Jimin', huh? Is 'your Jimin' the standard? In that case, it's a shame that you'd give all of the others some of your time but not her, now isn't it?" she teased for the nth time that night, the cocky grin on her face getting larger and larger and her hand getting closer and closer to your inner thigh. Your breath hitched and you shifted uncomfortably in the passenger's seat. You couldn't tell if she was still flirting for the bit or if she was starting to get serious but, god, you hoped it was the latter.
"You say that as if I'd be opposed. I've tried flirting with her but it's as if she's just oblivious."
The speed at which Karina turned to look at you could break records but it didn't last long as she had to watch the road. You could see lust written in her eyes, though, and you shuddered as anticipation shot through you.
"Y/n," she said, with a sudden stern tone of voice, "tell me you're being serious and I will pull the car over right now."
"Ji-Jimin?" you stutter, face now burning with the heat of your blush. You don't even need to respond before the car slows down and she parks on the side of the road. She wanted to look at you and the act of driving was getting in the way too much for her to keep doing it. She turns the light on in the front seats and looks at your face, easily noticing the vibrant blush on your cheeks.
"My god, y/n... seems like I was worried for nothing. You're a blushing mess," she says with a huge smirk, her hand now slowly moving up and down your thigh again. "So what was that you were saying? You've been flirting with me? Tell me more," she demands, dragging her words out teasingly and playfully while looking you up and down.
Your heart races as the whole situation feels surreal. Just like her, you had been wanting Jimin for a long time. The flirting had started a few months ago, when the two of you started to have mutual feelings. Not that either of you knew that much, though, since you silently agreed to never press further. So now, with near palpable tension in the air, confined in the car with her hand rubbing up and down your thigh and a seductive grin on her face, you were feeling a lot of things. Mainly turned on, though.
"I told you, didn't I? I've been flirting with you for months but I haven't yet gotten what I want. It's been frustrating to say the least," you confess, still trying to make it sound playful. It didn't matter the tone, though, you said exactly what she had wanted you to. Cocking her head to the side slightly, she feigned an innocent expression as her hand finally made it to your inner thigh.
"And what is it that you want, y/n? Let me know and I'll see what I can do for you," she teased again, pleased to be getting her way after what felt like ages. She was obviously in her sensual energy as you looked at you with the most seductive look you had ever seen in your life. It was quiet for a few seconds and she could tell you were embarrassed, but you gave in again.
"Jimin, are you really gonna make me spell it out for you?" you start, moving her hand momentarily so you can unbuckle your seatbelt before putting it right back where it was. You look her in the eye with a serious yet seductive look as you whisper the rest of your response. "You're really gonna make me say that I want you to take me in the back of this car right now?"
Her eyebrows raise in shock. She was, honestly, not expecting you to come out and say it. She thought she was going to have to pressure it out of you a little more. It was definitely a welcome surprise though and she unlocked the doors. "Is that what you want, baby? I'm going, then, and I suggest you don't keep me waiting," she responds, dominant energy oozing out of her as she swiftly unbuckles her own seatbelt and re-enters the car through the back left door.
You enter from your side mere seconds later and as soon as you close your door, she reaches to grab her keys and lock the car in one swift motion. The light turns on in the back of the car as you press a button and Jimin moves closer to you, checking you out without a hint of shame before meeting your gaze. She leaned close to your face, so close that you could feel the heat of each other's breath. She wanted to kiss you so badly but didn't want to force it on you, opting to let you make the move instead.
You didn't even need to hear it out loud for her to know what was going on before putting your hands on both sides of her face and bringing it closer to yours, letting your lips crash as you began to passionately make out. Moans and other pleasured noises begin to spill from both of your mouths, ecstatic to finally get a taste of what you had been dreaming of for so long.
Jimin wastes no time and slips her cold hand up your shirt, leaving a trail of goosebumps as you shudder under her touch. You can't help but let out a breathy moan and lean your head back and she smirks, taking a few moments to catch her breath before reattaching her lips to your now exposed neck, planting kisses down it.
"I see you weren't lying, you really did want me to take you in the back of this car, didn't you baby," she coos as her hands slip under your bra, slowly warming up as they grab hold of and fondle your breasts.
"This is better than what I was imagining, anyways," you respond, breathily, as your hands move to slowly rub her back. She was now basically hovering over you and letting her hands roam freely. Your lipgloss was on her lips and probably on your neck as well, mixed in with her own. Jimin smirks at your words, fueling her ever-growing ego and dominant demeanor.
"Aw, is it that good already? I've barely even touched you," she teased before plopping herself in your lap and looking you in the eye, "but don't worry, I'll make you feel even better in a few minutes, babygirl," she said with a heavily seductive look on her face that made you sigh out in anticipation.
She leans in close again and starts to kiss lightly up your neck, then up your jaw, then by your ear before slightly tugging on your shirt. "Will you take this off for me?" she coos and you're suddenly very aware of the heat between your legs before nodding, eyes attached to hers, and waiting for her to back up a little so you can remove your top.
Jimin sits back and watches lustfully as you start stripping, eyes especially focused on your boobs leading her to remind you to remove that "annoying bra" as well. Your flushed face let her know how much you liked that as you obeyed, removing it at a teasingly slow pace. She smirked once they were fully exposed and wasted no time in getting her hands on them once again.
You can't help a small gasp as her freezing cold hands meet your warm breasts again and your hands find her body again. One hand trailed under her shirt, rubbing up and down her back, while the other caressed her cheek lovingly.
"You have no idea how long I've been waiting for this" you whisper, slightly embarrassed but wanting to let her know what you were thinking. You had an inkling that she would enjoy things like that. "I think you're the one that has no clue" she whispers back, smiling as she fondles your chest. The thought of her wanting you for as long as you've been wanting her makes your heart happy and you plant a soft kiss on her cheek, resulting in her blushing and leaning in to plant a gentle one on your lips.
The sexual nature of the interaction was momentarily replaced with romanticism as you kiss one more time, deeply, glad to finally be getting a little of what you've been yearning for. She pulls you in a little closer and smiles as you pull away before planting a little kiss on your forehead. "You're so damn adorable," she whispers.
"You're even cuter, trust me," you reply with a smile before leaning your head against hers.
"Oh yeah?" Jimin asks with a smirk, "Is it cute when I do this, too?" she teases, slowly dragging her hand down from your chest to your waistline and settling it right above the button of your bottoms.
A light moan leaves your mouth at the sensation of her slightly warm fingers slowly dragging against your skin and tugging at the fabric. She's more than satisfied with that reaction as she kisses you again but with lust laced on her lips. Her hand doesn't stop playing with the zipper of your bottoms the entire time your mouths explore the other's.
At some point feeling her shirt on your bare skin became annoying and you tugged at it to let her know you wanted it off. She obliged with a smile, mirroring your actions by stripping painfully slowly. The fabric of her shirt peeled away from her stomach and clearly hard-earned abs. You could feel something wet drip down between your thighs and you run your tongue over your lips that now feel dry.
"God, baby, you're stripping me with your eyes faster than I could strip myself," she jokes, tossing her top on the floor and redirecting her attention solely to you. You smile and shrug your shoulders before she pulls you close and lets her hand slip between your bottoms and your underwear, slightly rubbing the area with a cocky grin on her face.
Your breathing gets faster and faster and you don't hesitate to undo the button and zipper to grant her hands more freedom. She smiles at the gesture, loving how easily you melt into your needs and loving that it was her that made you this needy in the first place.
She picks up the pace a little and moves to cup your clothed sex, earning a lewd moan from your mouth and a gentle buck of your hips. Her fingers are soaked from how wet you are, more than ready for anything she could throw your way. Hell, if she stuck two fingers in right now you could probably take it without much pain or discomfort.
Your face reddened a little as she toyed around with your pussy through the fabric, feeling vulnerable and embarrassed. You couldn't help but close your eyes, and not solely from the pleasure.
"Keep your eyes open, baby. Isn't this what you've been wanting for so, so, so long?" she asks in a sadistic tone of voice, applying more pressure with every repeated word. "What is it you want me to do, hm? What did we do in your dreams, my love?"
All you could do was whimper, your usual boldness nowhere to be found as she toyed and teased you, smirking while expecting you to reveal all of your dirty fantasies. "Speak up, love, or I'll have to stop here" she coos and you shake your head, ready to fight through the blush.
"My... I was on your lap... with my back against your chest... one of your hands was around my neck... keeping my head tilted back so that we could make eye contact and the other was um.. FUCK JIMINNN your hand was between my legs, making noises spill from my mouth..." you moan out in a whisper, stopping every now and them to let out pleasured grunts as she finally slipped her hand beneath the fabric of your underwear and inched slowly closer to your pussy. You honestly have no clue how you got all of the words out to detail your dream.
"Is that what you want? You wanna sit on Mommy's lap and have her make you feel good? Yeah?" she teases again, smiling and enjoying your reaction when she calls herself Mommy; the way your face got warmer and your eyes opened slightly in shock and you trembled a little. You let put a load moan at her questions and she leans closer into your ear. "Cause I'm sure I can make all your dreams come true, baby."
"Yes, yes please" you plead desperately and she finally touches you right where you need her before immediately taking her hand away and slipping off of your lap, opting for you to sit on hers now. You whine at the sudden loss of contact but waste no time in slipping off the rest of your clothes and sitting on her lap.
"Good girl," she coos softly in your ear before snaking one arm around your neck and the other around your waist, just like you had just detailed to her.
more under the cut, cishet men and minors please DNI
summary: you see your old best friend, yunjin, with her band at an event that you're also performing at. memories resurface and you can't help yourself from speaking to her again
genre: angst, smut/suggestive
warnings: fem!reader, non-idol yunjin, foul language, dom!yunjin, pet names
a/n: ngl i didn't know i enjoyed angst so much but it's so nice to write. also this is a little long... i may or may not have gotten invested 😅 it's gonna have to be split into two parts
"Okay, you can open your eyes now," your makeup stylist says before you slowly separate your eyelids. You lean forward a little bit to see your finished look in the mirror in front of you better. Smiling, you nod at the stylist.
"Thank you, it looks great," you respond with a warm expression on your face.
You are a performer-- a singer to be specific-- and tonight you had another gig. To be honest, it wasn't that big of an event and you felt like a low-profile artist by opening for it but you try to tell yourself that "your six-year-old self wouldn't care, so you shouldn't either". It was working to a degree and you ran over the lyrics in your head as you made your way through the halls of the event center.
As you were making your way to the backstage room, you felt the need to use the restroom and walked around a little more, looking for the nearest restroom. It wasn't urgent, but it's always better to go before a set.
You soon realized you were lost in the big event space and and looked for a friendly-looking face before you found an old acquaintance, Kim Chaewon, a classmate from high school. You thanked your lucky stars and immediately approached her, hoping she could give you directions.
"Chaewon-ssi? Is that you?" you ask, not wanting to skip formalities despite having an ultimate goal for the interaction.
"Oh? Y/n-ssi? Is that you? What are you doing here?" she asks, face clearly showing surprise. You could tell you were far from the first person she had expected to see here.
"I'm performing! I've been invited to sing the opening act for this event," you admit, smiling and actually enjoying talking to her again. The two of you were never very close but there was also never any animosity.
"What? Wow, congratulations! I'm also performing tonight, but with a band. I'm also a singer now," she says and your eyes widen in surprise. Your mouth curls into a proud smile as you respond.
"Wow! Congratulations to you too! Hey, by the way, do you know where the nearest bathroom is? I want to go before my set starts," you confess, and she nods before guiding you in the right direction and seeing you off. She makes her way into the main room as you walk away, glad to have seen her but curious about her band.
"I hope I get to see them perform. I'm sure they'll do great," you think to yourself as you go to the restroom. It doesn't take you long before you make your way back to the backstage room. There's only a few minutes before your set starts and the crew is finishing a last minute sound check.
You go onto the stage on cue and introduce yourself to the crowd before singing one of your more popular songs. The crowd seems to really enjoy it and are really interactive, singing the lyrics with you and clapping along. Before long, your time is over and you say goodbye to the crowd.
As you're walking backstage, you can't help but notice someone in the crowd. You stop in your tracks for a few seconds as you think you see... Yunjin? Your old best friend? Ultimately you chalk it up as a mistake and that you're probably just reminiscing after seeing Chaewon, who also went to school with the two of you. Brushing it off, you continue to walk backstage and back to your dressing room where you change clothes and go into the main event room.
Going over to the seating area, you hear your name being called by the same girl you had bumped into earlier.
"Y/N! Y/n, that set was amazing!" she says as you approach each other. You smile at the compliment and a subtle blush creeps over your cheeks in slight embarrassment. You weren't used to being praised often.
"Ah you're too kind to me. Thank you, I appreciate it," you respond with a warm tone. "You said you're performing, right? When are you guys going on stage?"
"Oh in a few ho-" she begins before being cut off by a third party, calling out her name. The voice gets louder as it approaches her from behind you.
"Chaewon, we were looking for you. Eunchae says she left something in your bag?" you hear and you can't mistake the voice. Yunjin? For real? Emotions come back to you again, ones that you had desperately tried to forget.
"Oh- am I interrupting something. My bad," she apologizes as she realizes the other was in the middle of a conversation before you turn around and face her, emotions controlling the look on your face as you gaze up at her.
"Oh, it's okay. You remember Y/n, right? We all went to school together," Chaewon adds, innocently. She doesn't know what she's just released and both you and Yunjin feel awkward to say anything.
"Yeah... I remember Y/n..." Her voice trails off but, honestly, wasn't loud to begin with. She looks into your eyes with pain and reservation and Chaewon starts to feel awkward as well.
"Hi, Yunjin. Are you... with Chaewon?" you manage to ask, hints of sadness in your voice. Your question had a double meaning and Yunjin caught it, hesitantly responding.
"No. Well, yes. Yeah, we're here together," she says, struggling with her words. She didn't know why she still cared if you thought she was with someone else and it was making her upset with herself. She thought she had gotten over it, but obviously not cause she tried pretty hard to make the situation clear to you. "We're performing together, that is."
At this point, Chaewon was confused and felt incredibly awkward. She figured that things were weird cause you all were just standing in the middle of the room and decided to take matters into her own hands.
"Yunjin here is the guitarist for our band that I was telling you about!" she says, speaking to you again before coming closer so that it would seem like you were all in the conversation together. "Hey, I noticed that you weren't performing with anyone else. Are you here alone? Because, if so, you should join us!"
Before you could call yourself an idiot for wanting to agree, you had already accepted the offer, subconsciously wanting to stay close to your old best friend despite the nasty memories eating away at you. Yunjin grimaced slightly when you agreed but didn't want to be rude. Chaewon smiled and lead the two of you back to their dressing room where the other three members of their band were getting their makeup done.
Immediately as she got there, though, she left the two of you to go help Eunchae, who had left her lipgloss in the older's bag. That left you and Yunjin, who had already finished her makeup, alone. The two of you just stood there for a while before she looked over at you.
"So... I see you're still singing..." she says, quietly, trying to break the thick ice that had grown between you in the minute since Chaewon had left.
You nod and respond with, "I see you still play guitar..."
It was so awkward, so painfully awkward, but it didn't last much longer before you caught her looking at you and turned to face her in return. At that moment, when your eyes met, something electric revisited both of you. You studied each others faces like there was going to be a quiz and your eyes soon landed on her lips... god her lips...
"Hey, you wanna go sit and talk? Maybe catch up a little?" she asked, clearly feeling the same thing you were. You nod and try to pretend that you're not doing it because you thought she looked absolutely stunning.
The walk to the seating area felt eerily similar to the walk to their dressing room. The only difference is that, instead of awkwardness, tension was building in the silence between you two. Yunjin had led you to a quiet seating area toward the back of the building; the kind of room not many people would visit during a party. It was considerably far from the main room, as well, so you knew you'd be able to speak privately.
The two of you sat side by side on a couch of sorts. Not feeling the pressure of being face to face, none of you spoke for another minute of near palpable tension.
"Are you not gonna talk to me? Again?" the older says, obviously in her feelings over the past. Your brows furrow as you feel slightly disrespected by her words.
"Please, make it my fault. Again." you quip back, trying to hold back the venom in your voice but letting some escape. The previously hazy memories are becoming clearer as you sit alone in silence.
You and Yunjin used to be inseparable. You had become friends during the second year of highschool and were best friends by the time you graduated. You did everything together. You had the same music taste and would go to concerts together. You told her about your family issues and she told you about hers. You had never trusted anyone in your life more than you had trusted her.
The only issue is that you both fell for each other, which would normally be ideal, but none of you knew how to go about it. You didn't want to become a couple right before going to college, especially since you were both planning to go to different universities. It's not like you even felt comfortable talking it out because the two of you had long since decided that, if you dated anyone in highschool, you would break up with them before entering uni.
An unhappy tension slowly began to build between the two of you as you were strangely reserved in speaking to each other about your issues. The truth is, you guys even confessed to each other but it stopped there. You never brought it back up, not even to tease each other, despite it being one of your main forms of affection.
You slowly but surely drifted apart from her, afraid to get too attached. She noticed this and got upset. There was no conversation and she hated it. She wanted to talk about it but she felt so uncomfortable and didn't want to make things worse. It was the first time you guys had really ever had this problem but how could she trust herself to make the right move without any experience?
So she did what any other girl that feels betrayed would and argued with you.
"What the fuck, Y/n? So you're just not gonna talk to me anymore? Was everything you said then a lie?" she yelled, passionate anger and a deep sense of betrayal deeply rooted in her voice.
"So it's my fault? It's my fault?! What do you want me to do? Get my heart broken?! You've done NOTHING to help us figure this out yet you call me the avoidant one? Bullshit. Absolute BULL, Yunjin!" you yell back, equally as upset at the lack of communication between the two of you. You felt that you were just doing what's best for you, but it seems she was too selfish to even consider that possibility.
After enough time of impassioned arguing, anger turned to frustration and frustration turned into frustration and before you knew it your back was against the wall and your lips were on hers. The two of you made out like it was the last chance you would ever have but it stopped there. After that you never spoke again until now, two years later.
You hear her sigh at your words and turn to face you. "Hey, let's stop. I didn't bring you here just so we could fight again," she says and suddenly you feel a little guilty.
"You're right... it's been two years, we can act like adults, right?" you respond, trying to get yourself to calm down and hoping she does the same. You turn to face her and see her nod at your words, a small smile creeping onto her face. God did you miss that smile.
"You look nice..." her voice trails off as she looks you up and down subtly. You were wearing a bit of a form-fitting outfit. Your shirt and top of your skirt converged around your hips nicely and some of your cleavage was visible. The skirt didn't go far past the middle of your thigh, too. Yunjin noticed all of this as couldn't hide how it made her feel but the compliment catches you off guard and you can't help but blush slightly.
She looked just as good, though, with her latex pants and cropped tank. Her makeup was done beautifully and hair sat just right. You could see her toned stomach peaking under her shirt and it was making you feel things.
"So do you... you look pretty hot in that outfit," you admit, feeling a little bold all of the sudden and Yunjin, who was also not expecting the compliment, couldn't fight her blush either. It was endearing. You missed it.
You spot her eyes flickering between your eyes and lips and can't help but do the same, trying to put the guilty feeling of your indulgent behavior on the backburner.
"Suddenly I'm reminded of the last time I saw you," she whispers, clearly referring to your make out session more than the argument. You realize how close the two of you had gotten to each other for you to be able to hear her whisper so clearly. You suddenly feel excited and nervous, looking around the room quickly as if to make sure that there was no one there watching.
"Do you remember?" she continues, trying her hardest not to lean into your ear and lead on too strong. She's still mad at you but this other feeling is making that part of your mind cloudy.
"I can't forget... I've tried, trust me" you reply, a sudden hint of desperation audible in your voice. You were falling into her again but way too damn quickly for your comfort.
"How does it make you feel, y/n?" she asks, boldly, and the use of your name in the sentence makes you lose it a little bit.
"Pissed. Angry. Vexed. Any other synonym for those. But also sad, disappointed, and..." This time it was your turn to let your voice trail off. You wanted to admit that it turned you on to think about her pinning you against the wall and having things her way but you didn't want to give in to her teasing. At least not that easily. Your eyes leave hers as you turn your head to the side.
"And?" she inquired, raising an eyebrow.
"Doesn't your set start soon?" you ask, finding a way to get away from the situation. You didn't know how much you could trust that you weren't going to let her pin you to the wall all over again.
She checked her watch before sighing and placing a hand on your thigh. "Don't leave until I come back, y/n," she instructs, sternly. You can tell she's serious and the combination of that with her hand on your thigh is working in her favor more than she thinks.
She doesn't even wait for your answer before getting up to walk to the backstage area. You stand up right before she gets to the door and she pauses. "Actually, come with me. I'm gonna need you to do something real quick."
You don't give yourself time to second guess but her voice is so commanding that you probably would have went with her anyways. She smiles at how compliant you're being and brings you with her to the backstage area. Her members are there already but they're practicing and don't really notice you two walk in.
You suddenly feel awkward being there. It's not really some place that people just go to for fun when it's not their turn to perform. "What did you need me to do?" you ask, trying to find purpose in your being there.
Yunjin smiles at you and motions for you to come closer. Your heart melts and, of course, you comply; getting close to her and seeing her guitar. "Hold that for me please," she says with that same cheeky grin.
At that point you feel stupid. You both knew she didn't need you there for something as simple as that. You were willing to bet real money that she did that just to lower your chances of leaving and minimizing the time it would take for her to find you after the set. You suddenly remember how smart and cunning she had always been and sigh, picking up the guitar and feeling like an idiot.
"Good girl. Now stay here until I come back. Feel free to sit down, no need to torture yourself," she says, obviously satisfied with your actions. Your face flushes at the pet name and suddenly the whole interaction feels sexual in nature. You hold the guitar properly, wondering if she was ever gonna take it back, before seeing her pick up a guitar closer to her group and feeling even more idiotic.
Eventually the group leaves to go to the standby area while you wait.
"Eonni, who was that back there?" Eunchae asks, completely confused by the situation.
"Did our Yunjin find her a special someone tonight~" Sakura teases, lightly hitting her on the shoulder.
"That's an old friend from Yunjin and my highschool," Chaewon says, coming to her rescue. "Though they did disappear somewhere together..." she eventually teases, raising her eyebrow at Yunjin who was now a little red.
"Wow, that's scandalous" Kazuha added, also raising a brow at the older girl.
"Enough, you guys. We were just catching up. I hadn't spoken to her in years," Yunjin tries to defend but the members would rather tease her than believe her, collectively humming a sarcastic agreement before they go on stage.
there will be a part 2, this is getting to be too long
Ok wow? I stumbled upon a freshly opened account 😭 Your Winter post abt being exes... too good... Do you think you could write a Winter as your girlfriend post?
to be honest, i'm pleasantly surprised to have gotten an ask this quickly 😭 but i will deliver !! hope you like it anon (to be honest i think about this fairly often so it won't take me very long 💀)
Winter as your girlfriend
we all know that she loves her personal space and time
and you completely respect that and don't ask too much of her
not only does she absolutely love that about you
(especially since you don't take it to heart if she's not in the mood)
but when she is in the mood, she won't be able to stay away from you
i see her as someone who will typically want to be in very close proximity with her s/o
and getting pretty handsy in comparison to other people
like it isn't toooo much
but she'll usually wanna hold your hand
or rest her head in your lap as you slowly and gently run your hand through her hair and massage her scalp
has a thing for your eyes (actually you in general, tbh)
lovesssss to look at you and smile
you asking "what's up?" as she just looks at you fondly
her saying "nothingggg, just looking at my pretty baby" in response
oh yeah i feel like she'd love to call her s/o cute/delicate pet names like "baby" or "jagi/jagiya"
would love to hear the same thing in return
we all know that she is a very busy woman and the sasaengs are no joke
so dates are almost always inside one of ygs' houses
she admittedly loves taking walks and i feel like she would be so happy to go on one with you
rightfully protective of you and ygs' relationship, though, cause some of these fans don't play around 😭
she'd always be so so happy with you
like smiling and giggling and shit alll the time
she'd love small intimate things like resting your heads on each other's shoulders
she'd be a sucker for comfortable silence, i feel like
like not needing to speak to each other for things to not be awkward
✨ coexisting ✨
and by that i mean going about your days but just having each other around
she'd love it
sharing music recs is one of the ways to get to her heart
she'd love an s/o that likes the same music as her
she'd be a flirt, 100%
but she'd be so nervous and flustered if you said something back
and to be honest, let's not act like you wouldn't do the same if she flirted with you
overall i just think the relationship is so so so sweet
you take care of her and really try your best to be sweet to her when she's being perfectionistic again and not getting something down
like when they're preparing for the comeback and she can't sing the line just like she wants to
being patient with her and affirming
and she'll always listen to your troubles and help you feel better
just so wholesome
minors pls leave now !!!
ok here goes the spicy parts
ngl i always feel like writing these parts tends to be a bit self-indulgent 💀
but hopefully you agree
she'd love servicing
and iiiiiiiii personally believe in switch!minjeong so like...
you can't tell me she couldn't/wouldn't do both
i don't believe it
anywho she'd do her best to make you enjoy yourself every single time
sometimes she'll get bold and start initiating things out of nowhere, most of the time pretending to be innocent throughout
like giving lingering touches while looking at you seductively
or grazing over the sensitive parts of your body lightly
and that's not limited to sexual areas
no no no
maybe running her thumb over where she sucked on your neck a little bit more passionately than other spots last time you guys got down
or playing with your lips slowly and teasingly
getting you nervous and your body excited while not doing anything too explicit
she'd love to see your face flush
in any situation
as long as it's her doing
it might take a bit more than indirect teasing to get her in the mood though
i feel like she'd be a little oblivious
one thing that always gets her, though, is kissing her and biting the lower lip
she'd love hearing all your noises, my god you better not hold them back from her
like i said, she'd love servicing and part of that is you letting her know that she's doing well
when she's in her dominant energy, i feel like she'd be one big tease
she'd ask you to beg and would definitely ask you to tell her she's doing well
asking you what you want her to do
she'd enjoy watching you get nervous to tell her, the embarrassment fueling her a little bit
i can't tell if, when she was in that position, she'd be too embarrass to admit anything or she'd just openly whine and beg
ig that's up to interpretation
she's definitely a tease tho, 100%
maybe even a bit possessive since ygs couldn't be open about your relationship
1. Minors pls DNIIIIIII, I write things you shouldn't be seeing
2. Cishet men, please please please DNI. this is a safe spot for the girlies 🫶
3. As for requests and stuff, I don't do noncon and I might not to g!p either. I don't do piss play or any questionable age gaps. To be frank, I'll probably just not write it if I don't feel comfortable with it so I'll just let you know.
4. I'm a full-time student and might go ia for a while sometimes, so this is just a heads up.
5. If you request something and you want something specific, pleaseeee be specific that in the ask. Otherwise I won't know.
