Sana wants to top her girlfriend of constantly getting topped by Mina but little does she know Mina has been yearning for Sana to top her and she becomes the most mushy and whiny bottom Sana had ever met.
HERES THE UPD AND AS AN APOLOGY, YALL WILL BE GETTING A TRIPPLE UPD😍😍 HERES YALLS FIRST ONE
with all the popularity around heated rivalry, i’ve seen a clip of the more spicier scenes and the more i see about it— i think how much better it would be if it were a wlw show. and in a perfect world, in my dream world, it would be with karina and winter.
i haven’t watched the show but the concept of winter being on the phone with her mom and karina being to needy to wait… like guys.. bear with me, okay?
winter’s voice is soft, warm around the edges, that rare tone she reserves for her mom during late-night calls. she’s curled up on the couch, dress slipping down one shoulder, phone tucked between her cheek and shoulder as she hums and nods along “mm, yeah… i saw the pictures you sent. your hair looks nice, eomma.” it’s a gentle kind of domestic, the kind you’d think would stay untouched by anything unholy. but then there’s karina, barefoot and barely dressed, watching from across the room with a smile tugging at her lips.
she moves like silent, fluid, until she’s kneeling between winter’s legs, spreading them with a calculated patience. winter gives her a look that’s wide-eyed and frantic, already mouthing no with a sharp shake of her head. but karina only tilts her head, as if confused, fingers already slipping beneath the hem of her dress. her touch is featherlight and merciless. “just keep talking,” she mouths as she kisses the inside of winter’s thigh, smug and so, so soft. winter’s breath catches. the phone nearly slips.
“e-eomma,” she says too quickly, voice suddenly pitched higher. “no, i’m listening! s-sorry, i just—dropped something.” and she tries. she really tries. tries to keep her breathing steady, her words coherent, but karina is already dragging her tongue up with a kind of reverence that makes winter’s eyes flutter shut. she has to bite her knuckle to keep still, face flushed, jaw clenched, while karina eats her out like she’s starving, like it’s her only purpose.
and karina knows exactly what she’s doing. she’s relentless but quiet, lips wet and slow, fingers digging into winter’s thighs to hold her open when she starts to squirm. winter’s voice stutters mid-sentence, and her mom pauses— asks something, concerned. winter laughs, breathless and too high-pitched, fingers gripping the edge of the cushion like it might anchor her. karina smiles against her, flicks her tongue faster, and winter whimpers, the kind of sound you can’t mistake for anything else. she slaps a hand over her mouth, eyes watering.
“nonono, i-i’m fine,” she chokes out. “just tired. long day.” her legs are shaking. karina presses two fingers inside her without warning, curling them just right. winter’s head falls back with a soft, broken gasp, and she knows she won’t last. not like this. not with karina looking up at her from between her legs like the most innocent kind of devil, mouthing cum for me, puppy, while her mom keeps talking about grocery lists and weekend plans. it’s unbearable. it’s electric. and it’s exactly how karina likes her: trembling, helpless, and trying so hard to be good.
waking up to feel my needy femme fucking herself onto me in desperation after a wet dream. using my fingers to fuck herself or making a mess while riding my thigh
only for her to find out i was awake the whole time and the ‘twitching’ in my sleep was from me restraining myself from fucking her how she wants it
just lying there and hearing her moaning my name as she controls my hand to fuck her pussy, desperate for it to hit her deep the way i do but can’t quite get it herself and fucks herself harder in frustration
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