my brother!!!!! he tossed himself off a roof! my sister!!!!!!! she buried me alive! my daughter was my sister was my throw pillow when he wouldnât look at me kindly!!!!!! lestat lestat lestat lestat lestat lestat LESTAT-
in light of moon taeilâs victim bravely coming forward and denouncing her abuser, i am once again reflecting on the toxicity within the K-pop community ⌠why are so many of you jumping through hoops to defend a literal p*dophile đ do you think SM dropped him suddenly bc he sent mean texts? you all are so unserious
LOVE IS A SERIES OF ORGANIZED CHAOS ⢠X ⢠HIGHER THAN THE HEAVENS (teaser)
âitâs so hot when you talk back.â
Nayeon hummed under her breath softly, her hand reaching down to caress her loverâs ruddy, sweaty cheeks, her glossy smirk bringing out a slight dimple.
Strands of Momoâs dark hair stick to her flushed skin, her eyes glossy and keen. Nayeonâs manicured nails, ruby red and glistening, trailed down her neck, tugging at the delicate tight gold necklace clasped around Momoâs sensitive skin. Her long red nails scrape against Momo, as she leans closer, her breath inviting goosebumps to rise all over her loverâs skin.
It had been a spur of the moment gift, just because, an impulsive purchase she was so thankful for nowâit suited Momo so well, the crystal pendant laying in the hollow of her loverâs neck. A tiny trill of possessiveness made her grin as she tugged the pendant with her fingernail, tutting under her breath.
All mine.
âWhat was it you said again? I donât think I heard you right, the first time.â
Momoâs response is muffled by a piece of Sanaâs silk lingerie, her cheek squished against their powder white sheets. The tangy, sweet taste of her lover and partner in crime is dulled by the silk fabric of the thong it rests on. It made Momo wriggle needily against her restraints, prompting a quiet chuckle from Nayeon. It was no use. Nayeon made sure she wasnât going anywhere.
âHuh? What was that, baby?â
Nayeon continued to taunt Momo as she leans forward, tilting her head to the side as she smiled sweetly, a smug smirk on her lips as Momo pouted.
âAw. I canât hear you. Speak up,â Nayeon hummed with a sardonic smile, her plump red lips and pearly whites beaming at Momo. âWeâve talked about this. How important it is to use your words.â
She tries again, but fails, a small trickle of drool slipping from her lip as Nayeon shakes her head, drawing closer to her on the bed. Her white blouse is slightly unbuttoned, and she catches Momo staring.
âMy eyes are up here, princess. Pay attention.â
The fragrant notes of her amber and jasmine perfume make Momoâs knees buckle as she tries to stay upright. All she wants is to revel in it, roll in Nayeon, nuzzle their faces together until Nayeonâs makeup was smudged and she had that satisfied gleam to her eyes.
Momoâs knees dip into the bed as Nayeon moves her this way and that, like a doll, her movements are secure, but sudden. Momo doesnât know what to expect next.
The pink ribbon in her hair is at odds with the scene before her, and Nayeon would pluck it out, but she thinks better of it as she adjusts the towel underneath Momoâs hips. Itâs cute.
A quiet amused hum leaves Nayeonâs glossy lips as she wraps her hand around Momoâs wrists, tugging them down.
The longer the silence stretches, the higher the anticipation builds. The worn black rope is soft against her wrists as Nayeon ties careful knots behind her thighs, tying her hands to her ankles.
Momo wanted something âspecialâ. And itâd been so longâŚ
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