within the first year, you were already annoyed by her presence.
when your mom had come to you at the height of your senior year mentioning something about seeing a man, you were excited. ever since she and your father had split there hadn’t been a man in the house, unless it was a friend. and seeing your mother so happy to be in a relationship made you feel good too.
the man was kind, you learned when he came around for dinner — a business man with a warm heart and endless love for your mom clearly.
his daughter, however, was another story. at first, you assumed she would be the same as her father. easy on the eyes with a kind heart, one that mirrored her father perfectly. but she was the opposite. sweet on the outside, yes, but an absolute nightmare to live with. god - you couldn’t stand it.
if there was one thing you had to do? it was put that brat in her place.
weak whimpers flew from sana’s lips as you pressed her down into the bed.
your mother and now step-father were away at a dinner party - leaving you to deal with the brat by yourself. her hands were tied prettily behind her pale back, eyes brimming with sweet tears as she glared back at you. as if she didn’t ask for this - ironic. she’d come into your room - flicked at your head while you tried to study, sat on your lap, and now here she was.
ass up on your bed, your clothes around the room and hers practically tore, with your strap buried at the hilt inside her soaked cunt. she grit her teeth, trying to pretend the pleasure you shocked through her wasn’t getting her close with each thrust, the faux tip kissing her womb each time.
“fuck, look at you,” a low growl from your lips. “not so bratty now, huh?”
sana grumbles, mixing the noise with a weak moan as her eyes slightly roll back. though, at your harsh words, her pussy gives an involuntary clench around you. “a-asshole..”
“what was that?” your hand claps down against her rear, making her yelp and shiver as your cock continued to ram in and out of her.
“n-nothing..”
you hum, rubbing her lower back softly as you continued to thrust, reaching around to rub at her clit softly and making her eyes nearly roll back as she sloped down against the bed, face burying in the pillow.
you knew she was reaching her orgasm, of course she was. she was cocky until yours was deep inside her.
soft clenched around your faux shaft exemplify this, and you coo, bending down to kiss at her neck softly. “shh, come on, I know you want to cum for me..”
sana grit her teeth, eyes squeezing shut as she squeezed at the pillow under her head, burying her face in it and moaning like a little pup. the bed shook slightly with the force of your thrusts, leaving her mind blank and needy. relunctantly, within moments, she squeezed tighter around you, her moans shifting to breathy pants.
“f-fuck, I’m..”
“give it to me,” you rasped, slamming faster.
she caves so easily, coming apart beneath you as you slam all the way in a final time - leaving her scatterbrained as she tenses up.
“ah!”
she trembles, her thighs shaking and her cunt clenching harder around you.
“there you go..good girl..”
a weak growl tumbled as she looked back at you. “f-fuck you..”
so when rumors sprung about a so-called 'monster' lurking in the woods, you were of course interested. the woods of your small town had always been a mystery to little you. as a kid you were warned to never even near the tree line - but of course, the kids in your town would always play games near it, and dare each other to peek inside or see how long a sniveling kid could last standing just five centimeters within it.
as you grew, however, you felt more and more compelled toward the forest. you felt almost drawn to it, wanting to know it's secrets and what hid behind the thick foliage.
and so, here you were.
chest rising and falling slowly as you stood outside of the treeline, staring into it's intimidating branches and vines. this was stupid, you knew that, but you'd spent all of your formative years cowering under it's presence and now - as an adult - you had to see what it all was. and if anything happened to you then so be it, at least you died trying to see something cool.
probably.
"alright, lets go." minutes of hyping yourself up wasted by, until finally, you shook your head and bravely took a step forward. the foliage clung to you sweetly as you began to walk in deeper, the light of your town fading as the overall darkness of the forest took hold of you. slowly but surely you made your way in deeper, until you could no longer see the clearing. the forest seemed to swoon to you, matching it's breathing with yours.
it felt alive in the best way possible.
you walked blindly, staring at the ground until your foot bumped something.
a step.
looking up, you gawked. "holy shit..."
an entire mansion stood before you. not the modernized ones you were used to seeing in high expense neighborhoods, but an older one. almost victorian, made of deep red and black. despite being so old, it looked so pristine. the veins that did curl around it shifted in a way that was, for lack of better terms, aesthetically pleasing to the eye. you felt... at ease.
swallowing and steeling yourself, your feet led you up the stairs and to the door. you couldn't see any light coming, but still your hand grabbed the old knocker, giving three short thumps.
silence drifted in the forest like a bated breath.
waiting.
but nothing came. despite yourself, you reached, opening the door. it preened into your touch, warming under your palm. the door didn't stick, didn't even creak as you opened it. from the corner of your eye, red and quick. you froze, squinting, but it was gone.
"hello?" your voice was gentle, soft.
you didn't expect a reply.
huffing, wind fluttered in behind you, as if urging you inside. blindly you stumbled, the door shutting tight. darkness swallowed briefly, before light illuminated in a room a few steps away. you shivered, feeling suddenly cold and naturally desperate to escape to the warmth of light. rounding the corner, you still at the sight of a fire place, warm with fire. not only that - but a woman.
she sits, rather elegantly, one hand holding a smooth glass, the other resting on her thigh. her exposed thigh, peaking from a black sheer robe. her eyes are playful, already on you when you enter. "I wasn't expecting company.."
your cheeks flush immediately. her voice is lower than you expected and curls around you nicely. "i-i.. I'm sorry, I didn't realize anyone lived-" you squint, because what can you really say? the forest was unknown practically. inhabitant wise.
she smiles playfully, swirling around deep crimson liquid in her class. "relax, dear, it's quite alright. why don't you sit down? your poor feet must be so tired."
you swallowed, nodding despite yourself. initially, you try to move to the opposing couch, but just as you reach it - a slick gray cat jumps up, claiming the spot as it's own. the mysterious woman chuckles, leaning on her hand. "apologies, dear. he likes his space. come, sit next to me."
you swallow, turning, and she pats the spot for good measure as if you were too dumb to see it.
padding over, you hesitantly sink into the plush furniture, a few inches of space between the two of you. her eyes practically glint, as she shifts to face you more. "aren't you adorable..." her eyes slip down your form, and back up. "what's your name, little one?"
inside your chest, your heart pounds rapidly. "...y/n."
you confess it like a sin, and she gratefully drinks it up, humming it it's taste. "beautiful. you can call me jihyo."
"jihyo," you test the name softly - and her smile widens. "that's..i've never heard a name like that."
"oh, i'm not from around here."
you hum, glancing away and around the manor. strangely enough, you don't feel uncomfortable. infact, it feels like the house wants you here. or maybe - jihyo does.
her hand shifts - setting down her drink as her leg brushes yours. she leans her arm against the couch, turning to you fully - her hand pushing into her hair in a way that makes her look entirely alluring. "tell me, little one, why are you all the way out here all alone?"
your body heats under her gaze. "i- um.. I just wanted to see what was in the forest.."
"mm," her free hand comes up, softly tucking some of your hair behind your ear. "is that so? you entered my forest expecting what, little baby rabbits maybe?" she teased you easily, eyes glaring into your neck.
you shivered. "n-no just.."
"such a sweet thing.." jihyo brushed closer, her pointer running down your pulse point. "gods... you smell so divine.."
your eyes shut, body shivering. jihyo takes this chance to move closer, slowly pressing you back against the couch as she sniffs at your neck, something akin to a rumble in her throat. you whimper. "w-what are you doing-"
"shhh," comes her swift response. "you're the one who came into my home uninvited, sweet thing, I'm only taking what I'm owed..."
your heart beats out of your chest as her breath fans over your neck, eyes squeezing shut at the feeling of something sharp dragging along the column until - "ah!"
jihyo's lips are against your neck - but more than that, two prominent teeth have dug into your skin. your hands flinch, weakly gripping onto her sheer robe and slightly tugging it down her right shoulder on accident. she purrs against you, free arm looping around your back and dragging you up against her - as the feeling of something lightweight takes over. briefly do you feel at peace - before you fall back, now against the silk duvets of a bed.
jihyo kneels, looking down at you with a sort of satisfied smirk on her face - and from her lips leaks drips of your blood. you whimper, reaching up to your neck, and indeed you feel your fingers dip into something wet. "y-you- what- what are you?"
the older woman above you hums, reaching to the tie at her stomach and slowly tugging it apart, dragging the robe down her body. your eyes fall naturally. "what do you mean, sweet girl?" she coos. "I'm everything you need..."
her eyes shine a bit - a red hue on them.
you feel compelled to listen - a low whine bubbling from your throat. jihyo coo's, tossing her robe aside and pressing her body down against yours, lips finding your own easily. your hands trembled, grasping her hips as a grunt escapes you from the metallic taste on your tongue. her fangs nip your lips, hand escaping down to your pants and pushing past them, teasing you through your panties.
your hips buck almost instantly, a whine escaping. you cant - even for a second - believe this is actually happening right now. a smile creeps onto jihyo's lips, and she breaks the kiss.
"its your first, sweet girl?"
an embarrassed hue rises on your cheeks, and shyly you look away, nodding.
jihyo smirks, hands inching down your pants and panties until she's tossed them aside. then she kisses down your body, positioning between your thighs. tiny bites here and there finally lead her to your core - tongue slipping out to lap up and down your cunt slowly, tasting each and every bit of you as you whimper and squirm, hiding your face.
"m-miss jihyo-!"
"mm, I like that," comes her warm purr. her lips wrap around your clit, tiny sucking ministrations making you shiver and whine loudly. your body bucks against your better judgement, pushing you further into her mouth. Jihyo purrs, easing down until her tongue teased your entrance, circling slowly before easing in.
you whimpered, shifting at the new sensation. weak little moans tumbled free, your hand inching to grasp her hair. jihyo hummed, threading her tongue in and out of you. a warm heat began to bubble, curing up your body until it swirled in your stomach and grew tighter. your moans were shorter, weaker, body squirming.
jihyo hummed, stroking your thigh as she shifting her tongue out, lapping at your folds and circling your overly sensitive clit until you broke, a mess of whimpers that you failed to bury into the pillow at your head.
greedily, she drank up every drop, pulling away and licking her lips clean.
slowly, she advanced up your body, low rumbles leaving her chest as she curled against you like a big cat, petting your head. "adorable little thing," she cooed.
you whimpered, eyes slipping shut.
the last thing you heard before sleep took over being her soft chuckle, and one single sentence.
