⟡ synopsis : jihyo gives sana her birthday present
⟡ warnings : cunnilingus : bottom! sana : top! jihyo : praise kink : overstimulation : slightly somno but not really : whiny sana :3
⟡ word count : 520
Minatozaki Sana’s lashes flutter softly, a gentle twitch in her body.
“Mn…” A soft, faint little moan falls as she gently squirms, slowly opening her eyes and meeting warm brown ones. “B-Baby..? Ah…”
Park Jihyo’s hand is shoved down her girlfriend's pants, slowly rubbing her achy clit with gentle strides. “Good morning baby,” She whispers, leaning down and pecking the top of her head. “Happy birthday…~”
“A-Ah..” Sana’s eyes squeeze shut, and she whimpers shyly. “T-Thank you— mm..”
“Feeling good?” Jihyo whispers, her middle and ring slowly rubbing up and down her clothed core, teasing the brunette. “You’re so warm here…I bet you’re already soaked…”
Sana whimpers. “C-Can’t help it, w-when you touch me like this…”
“Oh, I know baby,” Jihyo chuckles and pulls away, easing Sana’s Pj-pants and her underwear down. She slowly tosses them aside, and shifts to settle between her girlfriend's legs. “Ready for your birthday present?”
Sana flushes—
How couldn’t she?”
Her hand softly laces in Jihyo’s hair, and she nods shyly. “Y-Yes please..”
Jihyo’s tongue slips out, licking a bold stripe up the length of Sana’s cunt, collecting her arousal on her tongue and greedily drinking it up. She moves back again, making another long, languid lick, before she slowly builds up a nice pace for the brunette.
Sana’s head dips back, resting against her pillows. “B-Baby…god,” Her voice is a cute whine. “Feels so good..”
“Mm..” The vibrations of Jihyo’s hum trails up Sana’s body, making the older girl shiver and tighten her hold on her leader's head.
Jihyo’s tongue is a godsend for poor Sana — the muscle lapping so devotedly between her folds that she almost feels herself floating from pleasure. Unprompted, soft moans leave her lips, her hips rising to grind slowly against Jihyo’s nice and slow pace.
That is until the shorter woman finds her clit. Her tongue circles it and flicks it once, watching Sana’s eyes shoot open and feeling her grip tighten — and then she takes the tiny ball in her mouth, twisting and teasing it as Sana’s head falls back again, this time with a louder moan.
“Oh my god…—!” She whines, grinding up against her girl’s tongue. “B-Baby go slower—“
Jihyo doesn’t really do that, though. Rather, she sucks a little harder — flicking her tongue and teasing the girl more. Her tongue drips practically, in Sana’s arousal, and Jihyo is quick to drink it up as if she were starving.
“A-Ah— please…!— I’m gonna—“
Sana has never been good at holding back.
She cums with a jolt, her legs trembling as she tries to squirm away from Jihyo and her way-to-talented tongue.
But Jihyo is persistent, tongue dropping to gather up the juices and swallow them greedily, as she pulls away only to press a kiss to Sana’s folds— embarrassing the girl even more.
“D-Don’t kiss it..!”
“Hm? Like this?” Jihyo whispers, pressing another kiss there. Sana whines, and the younger uses her tongue to part her folds again, lapping languidly.
“Oh god..” Sana’s eyes squeeze shut- and she falls back into her soft moans — knowing she’s not leaving this bed anytime soon.
⟡ synopsis : you love your girlfriend. . . and her stupid tattoos
⟡ warnings : smut : asphyxiation : fingering : cunnilingus : light praise : messily written + rushed I fear :p
⟡ word count : 1.5k
You were agitated with your girlfriend.
Okay, slow down and backtrack for a moment. Let’s explain how you even became like this in the first place. You were a backup dancer for a very popular South Korean girl group, Twice, and you were fortunate enough to have been kept around for several years. An amount of time large enough for you to be able to become close to the group’s leader, Park Jihyo, and thus… form a relationship.
“Baby, I can’t find my jacket.”
Speak of the angel, there she was now.
Her pretty lips were pressed into a sad pout as she wandered around your shared home, looking high and low for the aforementioned jacket. Now, you weren’t annoyed at her because she lost her damn jacket, no, no. You were annoyed because she was now just… openly parading around with her tattoos on complete display.
At first, it was one small tattoo. Then, over the years, it somehow morphed from a tiny heart to two entire sleeves full of tattoos. And– god it was so fucking attractive.
That. That right there was your grievance.
“Baby,” The pouty older woman grabbed a hold of the door frame as she leaned her body into the room you stood in– the muscles in her arms subconsciously flexing. “Why are you just standing thereeee?”
Whiny little–
“You need to cover up.” You huff dramatically.
Jihyo pauses, slowly looking down at her form and tilting her head. She wasn’t…naked by any means. Actually, she was just wearing a simple pair of sweats and a loose t-shirt. “What do you mean– ahhh…” Jihyo snorts when her mind registers the cause of your annoyance. “Baby, I didn’t get tattoos just to cover them up.”
She wanders over to you, and you begrudgingly let the short woman’s arms slink around your waist as she tries to look into your eyes. “Well– they’re too distracting–”
“Oh yeah?” Jihyo chuckles softly, that stupid smirk of hers never slipping from her face. “Am I distracting you, my love?”
Another scoff comes from you. “You certainly are.”
“Mm… well i’m so sorry then,” She’s so not sorry. “I didn’t mean to distract my poor, innocent girlfriend.”
“You—”
Jihyo’s hands slip under your shirt and you're suddenly silenced. More annoyance follows for you as she calmly rubs your sides, raising a brow as she gazes into your eyes for any hint of rejection. Finding none, the older woman swiftly moves in closer to kiss at your pretty jaw. “Poor baby… so distracted…”
A grumble of faux annoyance later and Jihyo somehow has managed to remove your shirt without you even registering her hands moving. “I think you just want my attention.” Her slightly calloused hands run up the smoothness of your side, slowly edging you back until the backs of your legs brush against the couch.
“I…” You pout in annoyance. “I really don’t like you.”
“Uh-huh, well you can not like me all you want,” Jihyo pushes you back and you land on your butt with an embarrassing yelp. “I’m still going to have some fun, now that I know my girlfriend is upset by my own tattoos.”
Curse her stupid logic.
“Park Jihyo, I swear to—”
“Hush.” A simple word- command, even, and yet you’re obeying like a well trained pup. Your girlfriend's hands snake to the clasp of your bra, easily undoing it without another word. Her body leans down to brush against yours— hands adjusting so you lay longways on the couch as Jihyo sits comfortably on your lap.
Her lips press warm, open-mouth kisses across the expanse of your collarbones; smudging ruby red lipstick here and there with our care.
You stifle your noises- eyes closing in annoyance at the intense pleasure her simple, stupid kisses give you.
“Come on,” Whispers the woman. “When I said hush, I didn’t mean keep your pretty noises from me…”
Jihyo reaches down, her lithe fingers finding their way to your budding chest— and before you have time to complain, her thumb brushes across one of your sensitive nipples, making your hips buck up in immediate pleasure.
“Fuck—”
“Hmm, there she is.” Jihyo chuckles, using her thumb to rub the bud around slowly in order to tease you up. Your body heats in a way you're all too familiar with, staring at your feet and working its way up until even your ears feel like they’re burning.
The kisses from your love resume- albeit now chaste, as she’s way too enamored by the way you whimper from her touches. Her lips manage to trail down further and soon replace the thumb at the swell of one of your breasts, and she swirls it around her mouth with delicate efficiency- nearly sending you over the edge on stimulation alone.
Your whines feel pathetic, but you know Jihyo doesn’t give two shits what you think about the noises she’s eliciting.
Speaking of, one of those gorgeously agitating tattooed arms comes up- the hand attaching to your neck as she pulls off of your chest with a pop. “Pretty girl, you’re squirming a lot more than usual today…”
It’s torture and it’s pleasure, and as you go to speak the older woman uses her thumb to press in on your throat, making a whimper fall. “M-Mm…sorry…”
“No need to apologize,” Jihyo chuckles, slowly sitting up as her free hand snakes down to your pants— dipping under them and using her fingers to push your embarrassingly wet panties aside. “Already wet, as predicted~”
“Jihyo—”
“Shhh, I'm getting there.”
Jihyo’s middle finger dipped down— rubbing at your puffy clit slowly as her lips came back to kiss all over your body. Your mind goes blank the second she makes contact, and you physically whine and try to move away- while subconsciously rubbing against her finger needily. It’s an amusing sight, in Jihyo’s opinion, and she makes it a point to press a little harder into your clit just to hear you.
“M-Mph—! Jihyo—”
“Too much talking~” The older teases, pressing against your neck harder as her finger dips between your folds, soaking the digit as she slips down to your entrance and angles two fingers; entering without a second thought. Your back arches up and Jihyo purrs at the action, leaning to bite at your jaw. Her hand changes to have a full grip on your neck- squeezing tightly as she begins to finger-fuck you in a slow yet intentional rhythm.
Your hips are practically left trembling from the shocks of her fingers, briefly you even consider asking her to slow down, but the thought leaves your head when the air leaves your lungs.
It’s invigorating and arousing all at once.
This girl really knows how to push you to your breaking point. Which, you reach embarrassingly quickly, eagerly tapping at her arm to let her know.
“Hmmm? Already?” Jihyo chuckles and speeds up. “Well alright then, lovely. Go ahead, cum for me.”
You’re embarrassed by the way you do, as if on command. But the pleasure was building and it was basically far too much for you. Jihyo surely seemed pleased with herself though, as she slipped her fingers out of you with an audible pop, purring at the very scene before her.
“Aren’t you a pretty thing,” She cooed, sliding her hand up to join the other as she tightened her hold on your neck a bit. “So fucking pretty like this…you wanna help me too baby?”
A whimper slipped from your lips as you quickly nodded, feeling lightheaded from her tightening hold. Jihyo’s hips subtly grinned down against you. “Yeah baby? Wanna be a good girl, hm? Help me out?”
Jesus fucking christ.
You don’t know how it happened, but somehow you managed to wind up on your knees in front of your girlfriend— her panties pooled around her ankles and her thighs scissored around your neck as your tongue slowly lapped at her cunt. You, unfortunately, couldn’t eat her out with much vigor— as the woman’s thighs were pressed so damn tight against your neck that you could hardly breathe enough to move quicker.
But Jihyo? Oh, your girlfriend was having the time of her life. Her thighs shivered and shook around your neck, whimpers falling from her lips as she held a chunk of your hair within her hand, pressing her cunt into your face needily.
“F..fuck, so good baby…” She whined, back lifting off the couch.
You yourself shivered a bit, enjoying the way the pretty girl was coming apart from your stimulation. It didn’t take long for her pretty hips to lift— her body trembling and shaking as she came hard with a jolt- eyes squeezing shut and whimpers leaving her lips. Her thighs pressed hard against your neck and you moaned into her at the feeling of your breath escaping.
The older woman held you there for a few moments as she rode her orgasm out, sighing slowly with soft pants, before she finally pulled off. The feeling of air thrusting into your lungs made you happy, briefly, but the sight of your girlfriend writhing from pleasure before you was waves better.
“Stop…looking at me like that,” Jihyo chuckled, breathlessly as she rested her hand on your head slowly. “Such a dork…”
