so, as usual, ryujin has been driving me insane and even more in this cb so !!!! here we go again
ryujin x f! reader. smut
exhibitionism, ryujin ignores reader ???? kind of ??? slightly. and it’s what makes it hotter tho
men and minors dni !!!!!!!
before you and your pretty girlfriend were a couple, you were the closest friends ever, in a group of six. the rest of your friends didn’t care that you got together, instead they were kind of relieved as in it finally happened, and they didn’t need to hear you being crazy for each other but doing nothing more than complain to them, separately.
both of you didn’t want to fuck up the group dynamics and isolate from them, so you keep on making plans repeatedly. it was pretty balanced, just they got to see the two of you being more clingy, but no one bat an eye really. you just didn’t want to always annoy them.
tonight was a lazy hangout, just them coming to see whatever movie seemed appealing, or some dumb shit, just for the giggles. you had a good time before chatting up, and now it was pretty late, it was the last one you were going to watch before everyone left. you also drank alcohol, taking a shot every time you cringed in a scene as a game. every once in a while you and your girlfriend stole glances at each other, and some other short kisses as well. you didn’t sit next to each other during the three movies before, but now changed places as she hugged by your side, and you placed your head on her shoulder.
it was cold now, and everyone had blankets on their laps, chaeryeong even covering up wholly, and you laughed at her. there was still an hour left for the movie to end, and at this point, a little bit drunk, being cozy next to your girlfriend just got you thinking on being just with her, and kissing her passionately. maybe leaving the movie as the background noise of your loving. but you couldn’t, so you started pressing soft kisses into her shoulder. your girlfriend hummed happily at the motions, and acknowledged it by caressing your sides.
you decided to just focus on her, being cautious of her gestures, attentive to her reaction as you licked slowly the skin of her neck, laughing breathily as you saw her jolt a little. she looked at you mischievously as one of her hands went to one of your inner thighs, pinching.
“behave.” she whispered into your ear, a lopsided smile adorning her face, but her demeanor kept calm, and somehow serious. you exhaled heavily at her tone, commanding but still affectionate. you wouldn’t lie, being so close next to her after missing her presence the whole evening was driving you a little bit insane, you wanted to keep her even closer, and now you wished she was on top of you, inside you, or doing whatever she pleased with you.
you bit your lip and straightened in your seat, as she started talking with yeji, who was seated by her side. you weren’t part of the conversation, neither knew what they were talking about, just knew that your girlfriend’s hand started to move in your thigh after gripping it hard, trying to concentrate in calming your breathing. you were already horny, and having her warm hand touching you even so slowly got you dizzy. in some point, one of your hands tried to take the one she was moving in your thigh to move it between your legs, and surprisingly, she did comply, applying pressure into your clothed slit for mere seconds. you felt the air leave your lungs, trying not to whine at the loss of her contact, as she rested once again her hand in your thigh, leaving it there.
you were happy that the room was dark, because you could feel your face burn at being so needy for her, and the thoughts of what she could do to you, when your friends were in the same place as you. the idea of getting caught made you drip into your panties, even before doing anything at all, just thinking of it. you tried to regain your composure, and looked at your girlfriend, but she paid not mind at all, still talking whatever with yeji. not even glancing at you, but she could feel your gaze on her, and you saw her smile because of it.
she was ignoring you. for a moment, it felt like a punch to your gut, but it was also so fucking hot how much you needed her, and she seemed nonchalant. you had to change that, to have her attention. so you went to the bathroom quickly, seeing yourself on the mirror already flustered, and decided to take your panties off, just leaving you in a dress. you hid them in one hand, and went to the living room. once there, behind the sofa and your girlfriend, you kissed her deeply from behind, your arms trapping her figure, and smoothly giving your soaked panties to her, her hands below the blanket. the surprise kiss made her giggle, but once she realized what you did, you felt her grunting into the kiss. everything happened so fast, and you broke the kiss, winking at her and sitting next to her, once again resting your head in her shoulder as if nothing happened.
one of your friends joked that you should get a room, some laughing and the rest paying no mind. but your girlfriend? you couldn’t decipher if she was mad or if finally you got through her, but whatever it was, she looked so hot. you laughed to yourself, and tried to pay attention to the movie, feeling her gaze on you. below the blanket, her hand rested again on your thigh, and compared to before, she wasted no time in groping your inner thighs. she caressed between your legs, but never really touching your slit, it felt like a ghost caress, brushing some fingers in the area slightly, but not doing more than that.
you moved slightly your hips, trying to get some friction, but every time you did, she moved away in her touch. you knew she wanted you to stay still, and it got you even wetter imagining her voice giving you orders. that wasn’t the case right now, as she wasn’t even looking at you, just at the screen, but rested her head in yours. a loving gesture if you only saw what was happening in the upper half of your bodies.
in that exact moment, she finally caressed your soaked slit with her fingers, as if she was being careful to touch you, but deep down you knew she was just being a piece of shit. even so, she was teasing so much, that every touch, no matter how small or slow, it had you holding in your sounds with more difficulty than before. gladly for some time, the movie was loud enough to cover them, but just as it went a moment of silence, ryujin decided it was a good idea to toy with your clit harshly, biting your lip but couldn’t shut the embarrassing wail. your eyes opened wide, and as fast as you could, you fake coughed to cover the sound.
you didn’t dare to look at the rest of your friends as you could feel your whole body basking in shame, but could feel your girlfriend having a blast as she even laughed a bit, how humiliating. you clenched around nothing, and rested your face once again in her neck, leaving bites and marking her skin in vengeance. as she continued with her motions, her fingers spread your wetness to your folds, cupping your pussy and then rubbing it, still attentive to the media. you were in the brink of losing your mind and patience, but this situation made you feel everything more intense. you moaned lowly into her ear as she teased your entrance with the pad of her fingers, and in that moment, lia looked at you.
“are you okay y/n? you seem like you’ve got a fever, are you sick?” she asked with carefulness in her voice, making the rest of the girls take in the sight of you, some of them agreeing. you were about to answer when your girlfriend slid a finger inside you, not moving.
“i- i think, yeah. maybe. uhh.” you spoke ever so softly, your voice coming out a little bit shaky, and for the first time in these past minutes, your girlfriend looked directly into your eyes, feigning worry and touching your fore head with her palm. “it’s just, i think it’s because i don’t have my glasses on, and i’m forcing way too much my eyesight, but not a big deal.”
your girlfriend cooed at you, sliding the hand in your face to caress your cheek. “do you need something?” her eyes held concern in them, but it somehow it got confused with mockery, you clenched around her finger. “i’ll take care of you.” she whispered and kissed you on the forehead, by this time the attention of the group was on the movie again, gladly for you, because as she said those words, she inserted another finger into you, moving them slowly. ryujin held in your reaction and furrowed eyebrows, face conturing in pleasure but trying not to.
she got even closer to you and whispered in your ear before moving apart. “you look pathetic. ride my fingers love, i won’t be moving at all, show me how fucking needy and desperate you are.” your chest started heaving, tears forming in your eyes, but as she had her body turned to face you, she covered your frame for now. then she returned to see the screen, and did as she said: nothing. keeping her fingers still, waiting for you to start moving.
you bit the inside of your cheek, excitement and embarrassment combined rushing through your chest, you were extremely aware of your surroundings and her fingers inside you, clenching constantly on them. you were seated with your legs bent, so they were spread open for her and tried to circle your hips to ride her fingers at a slow pace. you bit your lip harshly to contain any possible sounds, moving calmly but in deviously way to not raise suspicions, savoring the flavor of each turn, and dripping every time more, stopping in your track as you could swear it made squelchy sounds, but your girlfriend noticed you stopped and hit your sweet spot particularly hard, your legs shaking.
your eyes rolled back, and tears were streaming down your face by the intense pleasure but not quite having it all, feeling it wasn’t enough but at the same time, overwhelmed. you decided it was best to pretend to be asleep, so you hid your face into her neck once again, closing your eyes and focusing on grinding against her hand, her thumb now resting on your clit. your lips brushed her neck, giving her open-mouthed kisses, mixing with gasps that were only for her.
when she felt you clenching more around her fingers, and clutching closer to her, she thrusted her fingers steadily, procuring to hit deep into you, and your body jolted but you suppressed it, your thighs trapping her hand inside of you as you couldn’t think on anything else more than reaching your high right now. you moved faster meeting with her ministrations, swearing it wasn’t noticeable at all, and apparently you were right, because you finally came and had the most quiet orgasm ever, sucking her fingers in.
you weren’t aware of what was happening beyond your ecstasy, so now that you kind of regain your senses, you noticed your girlfriend asked yeji to bring a glass of water and a pill for your headache, since she could feel you get hotter next to her, supposedly sleeping. she held the glass for you, helping you drink it and when she moved it away, she spilled a bit into your lap accidentally, at the same time, pulling your dress down to cover you.
“shit, i’m sorry.” she removed her hand from between your legs, looking intensely at you, and taking her soaked fingers with your juices into her mouth, licking them clean. “glad it didn’t reach you, can’t get you sick.”
she was a menace, and now you sure had somehow of a headache because of her.
hi there!! :D wanted to wish all of my fellow beautiful lesbians a (late) happy international day, so just wrote something v very quickly
yeah, the title is from chappell’s hot to go BUT! the story has picture you’s vibes. so it’s kinda sad?? hope u enjoy it tho <3 it’s a tiny thing to actually overcome my little situationship lmaooo (help
ryujin and yeji’s relationship is really, really hard to define. well, it depends on which one of them you ask about it, and how much they are willing to share. yeji, is extremely direct about it, it hurts, at least to ryujin. she, on the other hand, doesn’t express herself and bottles up lots and lots of emotions, even the ones she has reserved for yeji.
ryujin is used to it, doesn’t bother her their different takes on their relationship, not that she is certain about yeji’s, but knows it doesn’t match hers. neither she knew what she wanted, so she didn’t want to project her insecurities and emotional blocks on yeji’s way of living life. she just does anything she wants to, not questions asked. sometimes, no thoughts even before doing anything at all. putting her life in danger just for the sake of having fun, hanging out or hooking up. ryujin obviously knew it, and had bad headaches because of it, but still was by her side, accompanied by plenty of gasps and looks at her that should mean she’s scolding her.
to put it simple, ryujin is in the process to open herself to love, to let someone get into the unconformity that is getting under her skin, which had plenty layers to it, so many obstacles she knows she isn’t worth the try to show her vulnerability, to let it just be uncovered. one of them was hwang yeji, since she was taking too much space over ryujin’s being. it burnt and made her melt until she got stuck on the floor, no possibility of ever going forward.
most of her friends never got her, never understood the reason why she didn’t just tell her, feeling they really matched each other, so much they felt like a soft rush of water blending. they didn’t understand that’d cause a big loss, a presence she didn’t want to regret leaving behind in a few years or even before they could get to be something.
yeji is not interested in having a relationship right now, doesn’t want to commit to having one, but does hang up with men for a bit, seeing if she likes them enough to be with them for the night. ryujin knew that, and it didn’t hurt her feelings that she did, the situation reflecting itself why they wouldn’t work, at least not now. they’re not on the same page at all, and that scares the shit out of her. if in the future, for some reason, they end up together, she wants to meet her standards. not that they’re ridiculously high, assuming for the people she meets with, but because ryujin wants to give her all.
it’s dumb and cheesy. she supposedly knows that there isn’t a perfect state of being oneself to be allowed to be loved, she knows that. she knows that people grow because they’re around others, she knows she might be deserving of love just because of the way she is, and it shouldn’t be an issue that she hasn’t met a version of herself she likes enough. it isn’t that she put her life on pause, but because she never really got to start it.
she doesn’t want to halt her careless ways of being, which gives her freedom to be herself. she doesn’t want to not let her grow, she supposes. even though that doesn’t mean she had, on some occasions, her hopes up or took off her inhibitions just to be with her for a bit, even if it meant nothing between them too.
they have kissed, for a short time and a simple brush of their lips in a party, under the premise of a joke, or just for the alcohol. nothing serious. they slept together the same night, yeji in ryujin’s arms, her heart almost ceasing to work. it was a tiny sofa, if someone could call it that, that even one person would sleep really uncomfortable, their limbs not having enough space to stretch. but still, yeji insisted on them sleeping together, saying it out loud in front of all the people.
at that moment, they were practically one. when yeji laughed, ryujin could feel the vibrations of it in her back. ryujin had problems sleeping, and that night was not different but for another motive. she was pressed behind yeji, and therefore her arms didn’t have enough space to lay down, so after hours and hours of changing her position, she decided the only way she could finally sleep was to hug yeji. to put one of her arms below her, and hold her close to her, so that’s exactly what she did.
yeji was asleep, and moved slightly at the touch, but hummed at the contact, acknowledging it, and closed her eyes in weariness again. ryujin was afraid her heart would wake her up because of how hard it was beating, but it didn’t happen. so she did what she could do in these kinds of moments, to bask on the feeling of it for once.
w / au's: witch!au, curses, fingering in the back of a magic shop
summary: she's the only witch in town that can and will help a clumsy witch like you...
words: 3860
taglist: @diveintobaemon @purple-cinematic
2024 HALLOWEEN & FALL WRITING 🎃
With your arms full of frayed, aged books and a determined gaze, you push open the glass doors to the potion shop with your hip. Marching toward the counter in the back where you know she will be waiting, you pass lines of study shelves filled with vials, and books, and a few questionable recipes along the way. When you reach her, she takes one look at you from head to toe, a smirk forming on her lips at your disheveled appearance and the fact that you managed to turn your hair two shades lighter than what is natural.
“I need help.” It’s all you can manage to whimper, gaze falling hopelessly to the floor, lip protruding in a pout that would make anyone feel sorry for you, even the experienced witch that owns the potion shop just a few blocks from your home.
“Wow, love the hair,” she giggles, and you aren’t sure if it’s truly a compliment or if she’s trying to mock you, but you decide you don’t care either way. You’re hopeless and pouting and after too many attempts at making good luck potions and having your hair change colors, giving your cat the ability to speak, and accidentally shrinking the majority of your wardrobe, you’ve done just about all except give up. Though you’re close to that, too. “Is this a rebellious new look after a toxic break-up or were you just bored on a Saturday night?”
You groan at the way she begins giggling, dropping the books down on the glass countertop you bought from her shop just a few weekends before. “Neither,” you tell her. “I’m just a terrible witch and I’ve decided to give up potion making, and spells, and trying to figure out how to ride that stupid broom of mine.” You keep it to yourself the fact that your last attempt ended up with you in your neighbor’s bushes at three a.m. The last thing you need is for her to have something else to tease you with.
“Oh, come on now.” Her tone softens as she tucks a few loose strands of hair behind her ear, uncovering the sparkling dangling earrings she always wears as well as the black, satin choker around her neck. Her red-painted lips turn in a grin as she leans closer and taps the glass with her fingernails, obviously trying to figure out the antidote to your hair problem. “Leave it to me, I guess. You’re lucky you have me, but you owe me for all the times I’ve fixed a problem for you, little witch.”
“Thank you so much.” You can finally breathe a sigh of relief. She begins to busy herself in the back of her shop, taking a large book with her with its edges frayed and a sparkling, purple crystal right on the cover. It looks old, and probably valuable, but you keep the comment to yourself while watching her work, happy enough that once again she decided to get you out of another mess you caused for yourself.
Being a new witch is hard enough, but only having one other witch to run to as well as to learn from gets exhausting on your own. Not to mention you’re sure she is no doubt tired of having you run to her shop when something’s gone amiss, whether it be ruined clothes, a talking cat, or your hair becoming a different color. The last thing you want to do is annoy the only person that is not only willing to help you, but actually can. If it weren’t for her, you aren’t sure what you would do.
“Here you go,” she interrupts your thoughts, holding up a crystal vial full of a pink, fruity smelling potion. “Drink this and your hair will be back to normal. It might take a few days, just like a bad dye job tends to fade after a while, but you’ll be good to go after that.”
“Thank you again.” Without hesitation, you grab the vial from her, not thinking twice about chugging the entire thing with your head thrown back. It even tastes sweet, you think, sometimes amazed at what a smart, powerful witch she is. You’re lucky to have her, you know it’s true. Which is why you want to give up being a witch because you can’t ruin the only semi-friendship you have in such a small town of mostly mortals.
“Wow, you drank that down like a champ.” She chuckles while taking the vial from you before closing up the book she was reading the recipe from and putting a few ingredients back on the shelf behind her. “What if it was poison or something?”
“Huh?” You blink.
“The first rule of being a witch is not to trust anyone, love. You really are a bad one.”
“I thought the first rule was to use my magic for good things because my powers are a gift… or something like that.”
“Sure, if you want to be a good witch.” At that, she winks to have an uneasy feeling creeping over your shoulders.
“Plus, I trust you.” Then your shoulders slump, your bottom lip pouts, and you feel defeated all over again. “You’re the only witch I know around here and without you…”
“You’d probably be accidentally raising the dead, or… I don’t know, giving yourself tie-dye panties or something.”
You can’t help but to grin at the image as heat fills your cheeks, but you know she’s right. Without her, you would be absolutely hopeless.
“Right, so like I said. I’m done being a witch. You can take these potion books back. Oh, and this one I borrowed about good luck charms.”
She turns to look at you with a snap of your head. “You can’t give up.” Then she steps closer, leaning over the glass countertop to narrow her eyes. “Being a witch isn’t something you give up, it’s who you are, you know. If you don’t get your magic under control now, well, I really wasn’t joking about raising the dead. Things will happen beyond your comprehension. So, it’s better to learn now.”
As she speaks, your gaze falls to the creaky, wooden floors of her shop. With a bitten lip, you listen to what she says as a heaviness settles in your chest. Of course, she’s right. She’s always right and always knows what’s best for you.
“All I do is screw everything up. My spells suck, my potions are a mess, and I am too damn clumsy to even complete a proper recipe.” With a sigh, your body slumps to the counter, head buried in your hands and she can’t help but to laugh at your hopelessness.
“That’s true,” she adds with a giggle, and you groan. “But you have me. Like I said, you’re lucky I like you so much.”
The words have your head popping up from being buried in your arms, looking at her with wide eyes to spot the smirk on her lips. “You do?” Then you gulp as you stand up straight to face her. “I figured you would be annoyed with me by now coming in and begging for help.”
“Maybe a little,” she teases. “But I understand the frustrations of trying to figure out powers. I was a young witch at one point too, you know.”
“Thanks. I really am grateful to have you, even if I’m a terrible, clumsy witch.”
She giggles, leaning forward to place her hand over your own resting against the countertop, offering a gentle squeeze. “You’ll figure it out one day.” Then she pulls away quicker than you would like, feeling your skin tingling where she touched while wondering if it’s a normal reaction, or her magic affecting you. “I’d love to chat and hear all about your troubles with that broom of yours, love, but I have a potion I need to prepare for a well-paying client.”
“Oh, sure,” you say nervously, laughing and grabbing the books you walked in with. Suddenly, you’re feeling more inspired to give it another try. “Thanks again. I’m going to work on my potions some more.”
“That’s my girl,” she encourages you with another smirk, and you swear any second your heart will burst out of your chest.
Giggling nervously, you back away from the counter, not wanting to look away from her smirk, her half-lidded eyes, or even leave her, but you know she has business to attend to. And in your mission to soak up the sight of her until next time, you clumsily bump into a dusty shelf full of crystal vials, knocking a few to the floor as the glass shatters into pieces. Instantly, you’re gasping as the sight and your mistake registers in your mind, quickly dropping to your knees to clean up the mess.
“Oh gosh, I am so sorry!”
She rushes to your side with a dustpan and wooden brush. “Hey, don’t touch that. You’ll hurt yourself.” She falls to her knees beside you, brushing the pieces in the pan after shooing your hands away.
“God, I really am the worst. Is there anything I won’t mess up?” Suddenly, the inspiration is gone upon getting a rude awakening of your own clumsy, careless self. However, she only chuckles and shakes her head.
“Accidents happen.”
“They happen so often I’m not sure they’re accidents. Maybe I’m cursed.” As you speak, your eyes grow wide as something suddenly clicks within you. “Was that potion you gave me a curse? Did you curse me?”
For a moment, she stops what she’s doing, turning her head to stare with a deadpan expression. “You think I would curse a cute little witch like you?” Then she bursts into a fit of giggles, causing you to release a hesitant laugh from your lips. “Please, there are so many more fun things I could do to you than curse you.”
“L-Like what?”
“Hm, I don’t know,” she hums. “Maybe a love potion.”
You nearly choke on your spit from her words. “Love potion?”
She can only laugh more, throwing her head back as the sweet sounds of amusement fill her tiny shop. “You’re really cute sometimes, you know that?” She rises to her feet as you do the same, watching her toss the broken glass in a bin behind the counter before placing the dustpan back in its place. “Honestly, I wouldn’t ever do anything to harm you, or trick you, or anything else to lose your trust. It’s important to me.”
You try to hide your bashful smile, but it’s no use. “Thanks.” You clutch the books in your arms tighter, looking at the now clean floor before glancing toward the spot where the broken vials used to be. “How much for those vials I broke?”
“Don’t worry about them. They’ve been on the shelf forever.”
“Are you sure? You already help me so much, and—”
“It’s fine,” she reassures you with a soft chuckle. “You… can pay me in another way.”
Hearing her suggestion, your eyes grow wide. “I’m almost scared to ask.”
She grins hearing your hesitation. “Nothing weird, you pervert, though now I am curious to what you’re thinking.” Immediately heat rushes to your face, turning away in hopes that she won’t notice. “I just meant… well, how about coffee sometime?”
“Coffee?” You slowly turn to face her, though your stomach does backflips and your heart pounds away inside your chest.
“Yeah, there’s this new shop in town and I’ve been meaning to try it. I just wanted the right person to go with.” Now she is the one to shy away. Once so confident, cocky, and playful, she now bites her lip in preparation of your answer.
“I’d love to!” You’re beaming as you answer her, and it eases the tension in her body.
“Great,” she says, making your heart want to leap out of your chest, “my treat.”
Even after all the help she’s given you, bailing you out of sticky situations, fixing your clothes and your hair, and telling you it’s no big deal for breaking her merchandise, she still wishes to treat you to coffee. You don’t want to get your hopes up and consider it a date, but from her nerves before asking you and her excitement when you agree, your heart is already convinced of it. You really do feel so lucky to have her.
***
Too bad you never made it to the coffee date you planned two nights later, considering luck just isn’t on your side and another witch stopping though town decided to curse you. It’s not your fault she was taking too long at the grocery store picking out cheeses, so you quickly snuck past her to grab some fresh gouda. You did say “excuse me” of course, but apparently she took offense to that and decided to whisper under her breath until you’ve left feeling giggly and light-headed. Gouda thought?
Now, it’s time for your date, or what you want to call a date. However, thanks to the curse, you’re too giggly to call and cancel. The last thing you want is for your witchy crush to think you’re playing a prank, or the whole idea of going out was a joke. Anytime you try to get up to go on the date, you feel all the air leave your body and you’re stuck desperately searching for the nearest surface to lay down on.
Needless to say, you’re more than bummed. Not only that, you have no idea how you’re going to tell her. She’s finally giving you a chance and you’re once again the clumsy witch that gets herself in trouble.
Still, you have to do the right thing and just be honest. Maybe you’re a clumsy witch, but you’re a truthful one, too.
“WHO IS SHE?!”
Safe to say, telling her didn’t go well. Not because she is upset at you. She made sure to show her appreciation for your honesty, but as you lean against a dusty shelf in her shop, she fumes at the news. Her hair is seconds away from standing on end at all the angry magic flowing through her veins. Any magic being within a ten mile radius could feel it, you’re sure.
“I-I don’t know,” you sigh tiredly, putting all your weight on the shelf and closing your eyes. Not before a sleepy giggle slips out, though. “Just some-” Yawn. “-witch.”
“You poor thing.” She stomps over to you, grabbing you by the waist so you lean your weight on her. With hands falling to her shoulders, you feel her support as she holds you. “You got cursed with the dizzy giggles. It’s a stupid curse young witches do, and it’s very reversible.”
“Oh, thank goodness,” you whisper, energy completely spent from the curse. You’re so thankful she isn’t upset or blaming you. This is the nicest she’s ever been, holding you to her in between the dusty shelves of her magic shop. Not to mention you can feel her magic swirling around you, almost in a protective shield only those with your gifts could see. There’s anger in the shield, yes, but there’s also concern, protection. Your witchy crush really does have your back.
“Come here, I’ll make it better.” You have no choice but to follow her voice. She gently guides you, palm against your own, to the back of the shop, into a hidden away room where she keeps all her most important spells, potions, remedies, and concoctions.
It’s very personal for a witch, and the fact that you can see her plants swirling around books and wooden shelves while inhaling the scent of rosemary, candle flickering shadows against the walls, means this witch trusts you fully. Even in your hazy state, you don’t miss the chance to lock away this memory of her.
Your body leans against a wooden desk with a black candle already lit. There’s ink and a quill on its surface with worn parchment scattered here and there. “This is actually so cute,” you mutter, eyes growing heavier before another giggle fills the small space. Meanwhile, she works at a table on the opposite side of the small, almost closet-like space. Vials clatter against one another, liquids poor and smoke billows in a poof of her powerful magic, all before she turns to you. “Drink this,” she orders, and you obey because what choice do you have? She’s never steered you wrong before. The liquid is pouring into your mouth, tasting a bit like fuzzy bubble gum. It’s sweet and you don’t mind it much.
In seconds, the haze begins to lift. Your giggles cease a moment later, and your eyes open wider as the curse lifts.
“Wow,” you exhale, shaking your head once, then twice. “You’re amazing. You knew exactly what curse and how to fix it. I’m impressed.”
“Hm,” she huffs, raising a brow and pursing her lips triumphantly. “Now, my little witch, you’re going to tell me who cursed you.”
“I said I don’t know…” You pout. You truly don’t know how to tell her. You aren’t sure why she’s so adamant on finding out. It’s not like it matters now. She came to your rescue, just like she always does. Your knight in shining armor. The thought makes your heart skip a beat in a way it never has when you’ve thought about her.
“You don’t have to.” She takes both your hands in her own, squeezing gently. “Close your eyes and think of her.”
The persuasive magic dripping in each syllable of her words gives you no choice. You’re thinking of the moment you were cursed. The grocery store. The aisle of delicious cheeses. The gouda. But then there she was. Her cart was in your way. She was on her phone, not even aware of her surroundings. If she was looking up a recipe, it would have been one thing, but she was watching a YouTuber…
“Got it!” Suddenly, her voice pulls you from your vision. Her magic is all around. It flows through you, through the room and the entire shop. It’s in her voice and the way she looks at you. This witch is so beyond powerful, you’re nearly frightened. It’s tingling, buzzing beneath your skin in a warm, comfortable reminder that she is there with you, for you. It’s a soft, calm presence that makes you feel so relaxed after feeling so sick and silly for days. You would hate to know what she makes it feel like for her enemies.
“Wow, I feel…” Her magic inside of you isn’t shy about searching around, being nosy and tugging at any feelings you might have with the crush on the witch. Not only that, but it ignites the own magic inside of you in ways you’ve never felt before. It’s hot, burning, desire flooding your body in a wave of need that shoots straight between your tights.
Her magic and your own start to play fight with each other inside of you, making you feel dizzy for completely new reasons. “I feel… odd.”
“Yeah, my magic can be pretty intense.” Intense would be an understatement. Your body feels alive in a way you’ve never felt before. An ache settles between your thighs, so wet and ready for the witch in front of you. It doesn’t help that the magic of hers is having a field day inside of you. It likes you. You can tell by the way it caresses you from the inside, making you drip against your panties for her. “I can help with that, too, if you want.”
You immediately nod. “Yes. Please. Yes.” You feel so hot. So needy. You’ve always wanted her deep down. Now that her magic knows it, it’s having its fun teasing your own magic that has rested dormant inside of you for so long. You've never felt like this. Your insides buzz. You feel nice and a little cocky and sexy and all the things the world told you someone shy and clumsy couldn't be. Her magic is pulling the confidence within you, talking to your own power, easing its wounds and softening the parts you’ve kept guarded. “I need it. I need you…”
It’s all you had to say. Her hands fall to your waist after pressing her body close to yours. Her lips find your own in seconds, a wave of heat washing over you at the moan she makes when she finally kisses you. And that’s how she kisses, and sounds, like she’s been dying for the moment ever since your clumsy ass walked into her shop.
She wastes no time slipping her hand inside your jeans after toying with the buttons. “I want to touch you,” she whispers, fingers pushing into your panties to find your clit. Without thinking, you push your jeans lower against your hips to give her access, gasping her name the moment the bliss surges to your whole body. “No one hurts my little witch, okay?”
Another gasp leaves your lips, listening to her promise as she circles your swollen, wet clit with gentle fingers. “O-Okay…” You can barely think. Her possessive tone does something to you. You want to give yourself to her. You want her protection, her magic, her everything. Arousal drips from your pussy to coat her fingers, moaning her name and rocking your hips against her motions.
“You are mine, little witch,” she nearly growls against your ear, leaning farther into you to bury two fingers inside your soaked, dripping pussy without warning. “You don’t have to worry. My magic still lingering inside of you knows what you need. I know you’re too shy to ask for it yourself so let me claim you right now.”
Your eyes screw shut, feeling a familiar tug as the heat swells between your thighs. You’re dripping as she pulls her fingers from inside you, returning to your swollen, aching clit to rub messy, wet circles into your flesh.
“I-I’m yours,” you cry out, so breathless, yet the moment overwhelms you. The pleasure swells, her magic right along with it, guiding you right over the edge of bliss. You lean into her as she tends to your clit, riding out your orgasm with hips rolling against her hand. She holds you through it all, listening to your breathy moans, the desperate whimpers. Watching your face twist in pleasure until it all becomes too much.
She’s gentle as she pulls away, pressing a kiss to your temple, then your cheek.
Then the situation dawns on you. The witch you’ve had a crush on just got you off in the back of her shop. Your heart begins racing just as it was coming down from the high. Meanwhile, she's giggling, licking her fingers, and telling you how good you taste. Maybe the curse actually killed you, because there’s no way you can believe this is your life now.
“Remember what I said, little witch.” She grins, leaning in to press her lips to yours after licking her fingers clean. “You’re mine now. No one can mess with you, or hurt you, and get away with it…”
Thinking about soft dommes a normal amount today. The thought of hearing her moaning more desperately than I am even while she’s burying her strap all the way to the hilt inside me…
“Mmmfhh, sweetie, you’re taking me so well”
“Fuck— fuck,, omgfuck, you’re so tight for me…”
“Yeah. Yeah, just like that. Yeah, keep moving your hips like that. You’re so fucking pretty- mmmmmhhffffg”
“Mmmnnggg good girl- such a good girl. All mine,, my- mmghhh good- mmmmhggh- girl…….”
God- needy soft dommes have a special place in my giddy lil whore heart and they deserve the whole fucking world…
so i’m back with this out of the blue as usual, hope you enjoy whatever this is (a desperate ryujin trying to make u feel good). for me, here she’s a sub! top or service dom ?? if that makes sense, maybe a switch idek but whatever she’s just a mess and we’re here for it!
men and minors dni!!!
ryujin has been a little too desperate and needy today, her mind filled of thoughts of filling you up with her strap, making you shiver with overstimulation. it is why once she’s home and you’re not there, she’s is so sulky and whiny, knowing you went shopping because you texted her asking what she wanted but even though she knew you’ll be there soon, she couldn’t control herself and dropped her things next to her on the sofa quickly, lowering her sweatpants. she knew she was needy, and wanted to take her frustration upon you, that’s why she tried to tease herself slowly above her panties, shuddering when she pressed her palm over her now soaked core, touching herself gently and closing her eyes, bucking up her hips when she started touching her clit faster, guttural moans leaving her mouth thinking of you, of you riding her, meeting her hips with yours in harsh movements, but in reality it was just her humping her own frantic hand.
her mind was taking her places that made her push her panties aside and finally touch her own wetness, at this point even her shirt was lifted as she pinched her nipples too. she was so hot and bothered, moaning your name and spreading her slick across her folds. that’s the sight you came across when you opened the door, humming in approval when you locked your eyes together, smirking at her mess and fucked up state. you waited no time in dropping the few things you bought on the floor, walking to her while she was still playing with herself but slowed down her pace.
“mhm.. couldn’t wait for me darling?” you whispered in her ear, kissing her jaw after with wet kisses, sensing her trembling and out of breath, so you replace her hand with yours and hiss at the contact of your skin with her soaking pussy. “so good for me baby, so fucking wet already just thinking about me”.
“d-don’t tease, please” her chest was heaving as you rubbed her faster, pushing her head back and moaning every time louder when your tongue enveloped one of her buds, groping her other tit. “y/n! eat me the fuck out. please, i’m so, so close”
you slapped one of her inner thighs hard, shutting her up but still did what was asked lowering your face between her legs “poor thing is so needy, i want you to tell me what were you thinking about while i eat this pretty pussy or else you won’t be coming any time soon”. you took her panties and sweatpants off of her in one go and lifted her legs to press to her chest and dived right into her soaking wet pussy while you stared at her reaction in awe, at the same time telling her with your eyes she needed to start talking.
so she tried her best to be coherent with her words and thoughts, difficult with being tongue-fucked at the same time. “oh my god. i was thinking about- about you. ahh, about wrecking and fucking you senseless with my cock, opening you up really good” her cheeks were flushed and her voice hoarse with what you were doing to her and embarrassment fueling her body.
even though she was now the wrecked one, that didn’t stop you to moan in her pussy, the vibrations making it worse for her as her legs shake so bad, feeling you clenching around nothing with her words, fucked up voice and state, looking at her so intensely before touching yourself, diving in deeper and sucking on her clit so hard she closed her legs, her strong thighs on your head, and that pushed you to be almost nose in deep, whining on her and rubbing her clit non stop as she came so hard in your mouth, her hips twitching as you helped her through her orgasm and her legs fell to your sides. you were soothing her with light touches on her skin; on her inner thighs, her abdomen and kissing every bit of it as your kisses climbed up through her chest, her collarbone, neck and finally, crashing your lips on a slow kiss.
she could taste herself on you and giggled a bit between the kiss because of it, as you held her in your arms knowing she needed to be assured after such an intense orgasm. anyways, she had other plans and made you know them as her tongue came in contact with yours, heating up the kiss and touching your sides. she pushed you into the sofa making you lay on your back, crawling above you as she continued on kissing you passionately, lips crashing with no rest making you even more needy than before, so you separate the kiss to be able to lift your top as quickly as you could but your girlfriend stopped you.
“let me, baby” she kept her intense gaze connected with yours, lowering her mouth with kisses and licks all over your neck, collarbone and the exposed part of your chest that showed through your tank top. you usually wore no bra and today was no different, already aroused she licked your nipples over the fabric making you gasp and grip into her shoulders, at the same time she pulled down your tank top just a little to expose your breasts, making her hum in approval as that helped to keep them in place and lifted them a little bit. she twisted one of the buds with her fingers as her tongue lapped the other, squeezing them as hard as she could so she could hear your pretty moans for her.
“f-fuck, ryujin. be a good girl for me and just fuck me, please” something changed on her demeanor and wrinkled your top instead of taking it off, it felt rougher, hotter and made you more exposed just for her. she was fast removing your shorts and panties, desperate to comply and to be as closer as she could be with you. she looked at you again, her face flushed and expectant as she teased with her fingers between your pussy lips so slow, what gained and instant reaction of you bucking your hips.
“you’re dripping for me, aren’t you baby?” she pressed onto your clit, smirking at you “i’m going to fuck you real good, been thinking about it nonstop” she started rubbing in circles your clit with her thumb as her other fingers collected your arousal and spread it through your slit as if it was necessary “you’re so fucking hot” she looked at you with hazy eyes, as she pressed the pads of her fingers into her mouth, licking them clean “and taste so sweet for me darling”.
that made you gulp, already kind of breathless because of her constant teasing, which made you hornier and needier as she knew what she was doing. when you were about to tell her something, she had already grabbed firmly one of your thighs and positioned between your legs, sitting and connecting your wet cunts together which won a moan out of both of you. she tried to regain her composure, but failed terribly, she was extremely hot all over and started to hump against you frantically.
she grabbed one of your tits as she rode your pussy, so much arousal gathered between the two of you, the room was filled with the sound of her pussy squelching against yours. her thrusts were erratic, searching for friction against your clit and whining once she found it, making your legs tremble. you slapped her ass, to bring her to the edge and moved your hips to meet hers. it was so rough but you never felt any more relieved, even though you could feel yourself dripping even more, making the slide easier.
“you’re always so good to me ryu, i’m so- damn close” she gasped for the praise, her brain turned into smush as everything she thought about was to make you feel good, to make you come and scream her name, continuing to move against you senseless, as she pursued your lips for a kiss. it was so messy, so rushed but intense giving the position, she hummed and then put your heads together gasping for air.
“mhm, i- i want to feel you. ahh, i want to feel you squeezing around me, fuck” she pushed two fingers into your eager hole, hissing when the tight walls sucked her digits in and exactly as she wanted to, she could feel your cunt tightened around her fingers with a gush of wetness which made her feel so eager and close to her high, too. she moved them as she could, her non existent rhythm based pure on her desperation as her hips did “cum, cum for me please, i need it so bad”
your whole body was shuddering at this point, your eyelids trying to stay open to look at her, to registre the way her face falls apart the moment her orgasm hits her, she’s bubbling nonsense now when seconds after her, you feel your orgasm crashing down on you too, saying her name like a prayer the moment you release the liquid spurting out of you between both of your cunts, eyes screwed close when she helps you going through it playing with your clit, moaning the instant it became too much and her hands turned away from you so as she did, falling to your side and reaching for you to held you close.
you kissed her nose before going for her lips, cuddling and needing each other warmth even when you felt sticky, but for now what mattered was reassuring each other “thank you my darling, you did more than enough. fuck, i still feel on cloud nine to be honest” both of you laughed, knowing it was true, due to the intense ecstasy you went through. so you just kissed softly, admiring the way her lips were so swollen and reddened, but it was what made you go for more, showing through your kisses your pure adoration and love for her.
had a totally different idea but i'm happy with this too hehe
pure fluff. ryujin x f!reader
your wife and you had so much in common and a lot of differences too, but one of the things you both enjoyed was definitely christmas. you loved kind of the magic feeling sorrounding by it and have a lovely time with your loved ones, so you were more than joyful and grateful to spend this christmas with a new member of your little family.
myeong. your beloved little daughter. she joined you both at the very beginning of the year after her awaited arrival. she was four years old and a delightful new start for your lives. to say you were happier than ever was an understatement and you were even more in love with ryujin, if that was possible.
she was really endearing and sometimes you couldn't help but cry out of pure happiness when you saw the two ray of sunshine of your life together, everything felt right. they were struggles too, since it doesn't matter how much both of you think you could be prepare for it as you had experiences taking care of children, it was extremely different to create a family of your own but both of you thought it was necessary to grow and be better mothers and lovers. ryujin and you were so grateful to have this opportunity to strength your bond and love.
you were preparing for dinner as your wife dressed your daughter to match your clothes, which you decided to go for the typical ugly sweaters and your comfy pajamas pants.
"sweetheart, show mommy how cute you look with your reindeer ears!"
then you felt a tiny hand tugging at your clothes, giving you the brightest smile when she looked at you as you picked her up in your arms.
"you look adorable princess" you kissed her forehead as she giggled "but there's something missing"
"mom's fault!" she pointed at ryujin as she pretented to bite her little finger.
"you dumped me so fast. that hurts" she faked being hurt, getting closer to the two of you as she stroke your daughter's hair and kissed her nose, making her smile "what is missing, love?" she asked before kissing you, hearing your little daughter complain.
"mom don't kiss mommy! you're going to waste my kisses!!" both of you laughed and you tried your best to seem shocked.
"i'll always have kisses for my two beautiful girls" your wife took her hands into one of hers and kissed them loudly "but what was it y/n/n?"
you dipped your finger into the red sugar cookie frosting you just decorated your christmas cookies with and put it on the tip of myeong's nose "the red nose! now you're rudolph the red-nosed reindeer"
she squealed with joy and bumped your noses together "now we both are!"
you laughed as you heard a click of the camera button from your wife, who looked at the two of you with so much fondness in her eyes.
single parent! reader who is just starting going out with coworker ryujin but she already met her daughter, who is extremely insistent on seeing again "her pretty work friend". when u go to pick her up at kindergarten, she keeps on asking if she's going to eat with you, so you have to call ryujin embarrassed because you've already agreed to go for lunch the next day saying like "can we meet up today? since someone's so eager to see you" and she's so happy but teases you either way, because you're eager to see her too. before going to sleep she tells you to call her goodnight but since you don't want to bother her, you end up filming a video sending her a lot of goodnight kisses and she sends one back for her "lovely girls"
i hope you don't mind that i took the idea and wrote smt a bit...different... I STILL LOVE UR CONCEPT IMMA EXPAND ON THIS SOON BC THAT"S SO CUTE >W<
like ryujin keep meeting your daughter at the library bc she does a daycare program there while you go get groceries, at the end she likes to look at the cover of the books in the nonfiction section, ryujin finds her and ends up re-enacting stories that she shows her just to satisfy her curiosity before you call your daughter to come outside to go home, for a whole week your daughter comes home talking all about her smart grown-up friend in the library making you believe its a new librarian you haven't met and when you decide to enter and meet this 'grown-up friend' you're shocked to see ryujin talking to your daughter about the monarchy in the UK but the kid friendly version which makes you more intrigued when ryujin blushes to see her hug your leg animated introducing you to her 'new friend' you explain that you know each other from work as you pull out your badge and show her that they're the same thing, you thank ryujin for watching her and head home with a now overly curious daughter asking you everything you know about ryujin to the point that she's all she talks to you about and begs you to call 'your pretty work friend' to go eat together right after picking her up from kindergarten you try telling her no but she grabs your phone and manages to call ryujin (which makes you surprised bc she quite slow at reading but she asked her teacher how to spell ryujin's name and now can identify it immediately) and tell her your address to come over with cake and chicken nuggets for dinner before hanging up, you shake your head confused and are in for an even bigger shock when ryujin actually shows up at your house with cake and chicken nuggets that need to be heated up in the oven making your daughter attack her in hugs as you both open the door, you try to apologize for her straight forward nature but ryujin just laughs and helps you around the house while she goes with you to take a bath, after eating and laughing together it feels almost natural to wash the dishes as ryujin reads her an actual children's book, when you finish you find both girls knocked out on the couch and can't help but coo internally at how cute they look so you snap a photo for later and take your daughter to bed before making ryujin a cup of coffee to take with her for the drive back home as you wake her up and thank her for being there for your daughter, she promises to come back to finish the story for her another time and to bring you both a proper meal for her next 'playdate' together ;)
The whimpers she releases from the first swipe of your tongue over her slit sends a wave of confidence to fill your chest. You never knew she would be so needy when you’re between her thighs, but she trembles beneath you from the desire, already so breathless as she begs you for more.
“Please,” falls from her lips, an airy breath shaking from her tongue as she speaks. Your eyes flick toward her, staring up at her from between her legs to see her lips parted and her lids closed. Her bare chest heaves and her nipples are hard and aching in the moment, body already so worked up just from you teasing her.
your girlfriend and you loved sightseeing, specially watching the flowers bloom. you loved the cherry blossoms and the different types of flowers displaying in front of your eyes in awe, as the both of you sitted in a bench seat, you nestling in her arms.
you found peace in the beauty of spring, in the way your girlfriend held you tight next to her as you could sense her breathing slowly, relaxed as she started humming some melody. you found peace in her, looking at her pretty features turning into a breathtaking sight. for some time she pointed at certain flowers telling you how beautiful they were and you nodded while looking at her directly. that's when your eyes meet and she melts into your gaze. you found her even more lovely than the view and you made sure she knew it, without having the need to actually speak for her to understand.
she crunched her nose and hit your arm jokingly before meeting your lips with her own plump ones. you could swear there isn't other thing that makes you feel more alive than being with her immersed in this moment. to feel the breeze waving your hair and one of her hands in your jaw guiding the kiss and gently caressing your cheek left you feeling a sense of bliss washing over you.
you needed to read some short text for your classes tomorrow and you couldn't bring yourself to do it in the day because you slept in the evening due to the wearines that meant coming back to college.
your girlfriend was so supportive of you and gave you space to concentrate (even though in some pages you would end up thinking about her either way), but tonight? she was so touchy and clingy, asking you to just lay next to her as she cuddled you to sleep. even with an ache in your heart you told her to give you five more minutes, so you could be with her and pay particular attention just to her afterwards. she pouted but at the end she gave in.
four minutes happened so fast and you still had more pages left than you could in read in the minute you had (as she reminded you, singsonging).
"come here" she patted the spot beside her, awaiting for you.
"i'm sorry baby, give me just five minutes more-"
"don't think so" she crossed her arms "you can keep reading just. please, i just want to feel you"
you giggled at her playful tone, knowing that you needed it too so you sat in the bed, making both of you comfortable so she could lay her head against your chest. before doing it, she kissed your cheek and hugged you by the waist, getting her leg over you. she took a deep breath and you could sense her relaxing in your hold.
"besides, what does a boring old white man have that it's more interesting than me? hmm" she sulked almost in a whisper, pressing her body closer to you.
"probably this theory i'll get asked for and then be evaluated?" you joked, at the same time as you stroked her hair gently.
"still not more important than me"
your eyes finally lingered in the last words before closing your book and tossing it aside in your night table. "you're right darling, not more important than being with you" you kissed her forehead and then the tip of her nose when she looked at you with her pretty bright eyes and a tired but sincere smile.
imagine being drowned in ryujin's pussy, suffocated by her essence. to hold her hips steady against your tongue as she rides your face. grabbing her tits to keep her on place and making her feel so good she can't help but to arch her back as you moan onto her clit, sucking it gently as it follows the end of your lips. wanting her to use you too, getting lost in the pleasure and you getting off even without seeing her shaking, not that you're complaining, as you draw her pretty pussy closer to you.
being a little shit as you spank her ass or her inner thighs to make her jolt in your grip. she'd make the prettiest noises and her cheeks would be adorned with a light pink, embarrassed at how much she was enjoying being on top of you but having no control at all. maybe one day she would record herself for you to see fully what you do to her, putting on a show for you, pinching her nipples and pointing the camera between her legs to find you slurping her juices with ease, making her moan higher because of your want and need for her.
Itzy Reaction to You Using Your Safeword While Being Intimate (NSFW/ 18+/ MDNI)
trigger warnings: gender neutral reader, making out, groping, undressing, choking, biting, pinning down, nails digging into skin, hair pulling, handcuffs, blindfolds, oral sex (receiving,) use of the nickname “mommy,” aftercare, marking up, penetrative sex, crying, lingerie, fire, mild cursing
your safeword will immediately be respected by the girls in this scenario. if a sexual partner ever disregards your safeword, it’s considered sexual assault and you need to leave them/ tell someone!
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Yeji:
Stressed out was an understatement for your girlfriend’s emotional state. The girls were in the middle of promotions for their most recent comeback, and she had been swamped by brand endorsements, fanmeets, and tv appearances. People had been testing her patience lately. Her manager was always giving her more work to do. Tensions had been high between her bandmates. At the end of the day, all she wanted to do was go see you.
It was around midnight, and you were at your apartment about to start getting ready for bed when suddenly, you heard a demanding knock at your door. With a furrowed brow, you got up to see who was there, only to open the door to see your girlfriend on your porch.
“Yeji? What are you-“ was all you could get out before she jumped on you. She grabbed your face, kissing you roughly and pushing her way into your apartment. The door was slammed shut behind her in an instant, so she could flip you around and push you up against it.
You barely had any time to register what she was doing, but certainly welcomed her intimacy. You had missed her lately, in more ways than one. You snaked your hands up into her hair to tug on it lightly, and hers were roaming all around your body, groping at your chest and hips. 
You could feel that she needed you. The frustration and dominance was radiating off of her, making your heart skip a beat and your stomach fill with butterflies.
“Bedroom. Now.” she demanded. You nodded, and in a flash she picked you up and wrapped your legs around her waist. When did she get so strong? You barely had time to think it to yourself, when her lips were back on yours, her black stiletto nails digging into your back as she walked you to the bedroom.
She threw you down on the bed, then straddled you as she took off her top. You copied suit and removed yours, making her smile down at you. She leaned back down to attach her lips to your neck, nibbling and sucking at all your sensitive spots. You were whining and mewling underneath her, only motivating her further.
“Baby, what’s gotten into you…” you asked, stroking your hands over her hips in desperation.
She pulled back to whisper in your ear. “None of them listen to me. But you do, don’t you baby? You’re so good for me…”
Her hand flew up to clamp around your neck, squeezing at the sides. You gasped, instinctively clasping both of yours overtop of hers. You’d started feeling lightheaded. It was a familiar sensation, one that always made you wet/hard.
You opened your mouth to comment on how aroused she made you, but no air came in. Panic immediately started to set it.
“Yeji…” you barely managed to get out.
“Oh yeah, you like that baby?” she smirked, sinking one of her nails into the soft flesh of your neck.
“Yeji!” you struggled, kicking your legs up.
She thought you were just calling out for her in pleasure, moving down to your chest to mark it up. She was so blinded by her desire for you that she didn’t even realize how hard she was gripping onto your neck.
“Peach!” you exclaimed.
She immediately sprung up, hands leaving you. You gasped for air, sitting up to clutch at your chest.
“Oh my god, are you okay honey?” she asked, hands going to your shoulders. She was looking at you with such concern and panic, and you could see how worried she was that she had hurt you.
“Yeah, I’m fine…” you reassured her with a nervous chuckle. “I think you just got a little to passionate there.”
“I am so, so sorry.” she told you, breathing a sigh of relief. “I’ve been so incredibly stressed out, and I shouldn’t have used you as a release for all of it.”
“It’s okay babe, I get it. But, next time you can just tell me.” you told her with a comforting smile.
“I will, I promise.” she agreed. “Gosh, that practically gave me a heart attack!”
“I take it you’re not feeling very dominant anymore?” you asked. She shook her head no. You shuffled to sit up on your knees, brushing her hair behind her shoulders and ears. “Well, why don’t you let me take care of you instead? I can make you forget about all that stress.”
Her eyes met your dark gaze, slightly taken aback at your boldness. But she liked it a lot. She gave you a seductive smirk, wrapping her arms behind your neck and falling back onto the bed to allow you to move overtop of her. Thank god you were both switches.
Lia:
The position you were in was one you were very familiar and comfortable with. You were handcuffed to the headboard, completely naked, with a silk blindfold over your eyes. Sensory deprivation was one of your favorite things to do with your girlfriend, and she obviously like it a lot too by the way she was devouring your core.
Her tongue was flicking away at your tip/clit, giving little kitten licks in a teasing way.
“Mommy please…” you huffed, tugging at the cuffs around your wrists and kicking your legs.
You felt her hands clamp down around your knees, pushing them back apart. “Be patient, baby.”
You were so desperate for more of her touch that you didn’t even realize how tight the cuffs were getting. Suddenly, you felt a sharp prick at the bottom of your wrists. Between not being able to see what was going on and the unknown origin of the pain, you started to worry.
“Lia, can you take my blindfold off?” you asked, trying to stay calm.
“Come on, don’t be a brat.” she chuckled coldly. “Don’t you want me to make you feel good? And it’s mommy.”
You gulped, worried she thought you were just playing a role. “Mommy, please, just for a second…”
“No.” she spat, going deeper down on your core. You only seemed to be making her more turned on. Suddenly, it was all too much.
“Cinnamon!” you cried out.
She gasped, jumping up overtop of you. She tore the blindfold off your head and looked deep into your eyes. “What’s wrong Y/N?”
“My wrists hurt.” you told her with shaky breaths.
She immediately grabbed the key off the night stand and unlocked them for you. You brought your arms down to look at your wrists finding that there were dark red indents wrapped around them. You would probably have bruises tomorrow.
“Oh baby I’m so sorry…” Lia sighed, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “Why didn’t you use the safeword sooner?”
“I didn’t want to ruin the moment…” you confessed, trying to ignore the tears pricking at your eyes.
“Y/N.” she began, placing her hands softly on your jaw. “Please don’t ever ignore your pain for the sake of intimacy. I promise I’ll never be annoyed or mad at you. We can stop anytime you want..”
You nodded, taking a deep breath. “Okay. Would you hate me if I didn’t want to do anything else tonight?”
“Of course not, honey.” she giggled, a cute smile forming on her face. “I’ll take care of you for the rest of the night. How does a bath sound? I know you love it when I wash your hair.”
“It sounds wonderful.” you sighed, rubbing your eyes. “Can we order pizza and watch dramas after?”
“Of course baby. I’ll go start the bath for you.” she chirped, hopping off the bed.
“I love you, Lia.” you told her.
She stopped at the doorway. “I love you too Y/N. You better never forget it.”
Ryujin:
She had been working herself too hard lately, and you knew it. She wasn’t eating much, injuring herself at dance practice, and not giving herself enough down time. However, she insisted that she could handle it. You had tried to voice your concerns, but she would immediately shut them down and tell you that she was perfectly capable of juggling all her responsibilities herself. You just wanted her to be happy, so you decided to back off until she hopefully asked for help.
You were just hanging out at her place, watching a movie in her bed. You rolled over to give her a simple kiss, but she pulled you back down and deepened it, gripping your hair in her fingers.
“I want you.” she breathed when you pulled away, looking up at you with big doe eyes.
“Are you sure?” you asked, still concerned about her well-being.
She nodded, and after a few minutes both of your clothes were thrown onto the floor and you were looking overtop of her, getting ready to go inside of her.
You took a quick glance over her body. It was covered in bruises, and she looked so much thinner than she normally did. She had such bad dark circles under her eyes, and her skin was so pale. It wasn’t that you didn’t find her attractive, you would always think she was beautiful. She just looked so tired. But she was looking at you so expectantly and with such desperation that you didn’t want to deny her of her pleasure.
As you went inside of her and started rolling your hips, you couldn’t help but notice the way she squinted her eyes with every thrust. The way she was gripping onto your shoulders for dear life. The little droplets of water that formed at the bottom of her eyes. The way her legs were shaking. The way she gritted her teeth.
You couldn’t do it.
“Mocha…” you sighed defeatedly.
She looked confused, but shifted her legs to allow you to pull out of her.
“What’s wrong, babe?” she asked.
You brushed her hair out of her face and placed a hand softly on her cheek. “Ryu, this isn’t what you need right now.”
Her mouth fell open a tiny bit in disbelief. She let out a dry chuckle, and suddenly something broke inside of her. She started crying.
You pulled the blankets up overtop of the both of you and motioned for her to lay in your arms. She rolled over into your embrace and buried her head into the crook of her neck.
“It’s okay baby, let it all out.” you told her, running your fingers through her hair.
“Oh I’m so sorry Y/N.” she sobbed, gripping your shoulder tightly. “I didn’t mean to ruin the night for us.”
“No no honey, you didn’t ruin anything…” you reassured, comfortingly patting her back. “You don’t owe me any kind of explanation.”
She took a few more sharp inhales between sobs, then relaxed in your hold. You just shushed and cooed her along, letting her release all that had been weighing her down.
“You just know me too well.” she chuckled, finally removing her head from your chest. “Oh, I got tears all over you…”
“It’s okay Ryu.” you laughed, wiping them off. “Now it’s nice and clean.”
She giggled back at you, then laid back down on top of you. The skin to skin contact seemed to be making her feel a lot better.
“Maybe I have been neglecting myself too much…” she confessed, interlocking her fingers with yours.
“Yeah, I’d say so.” you chuckled. “You need to take a day off Ryu, just to take care of yourself.”
“I’ll talk to my manager tomorrow, I promise. But tonight, can we just chill?”
“Of course we can honey.” you told her. “I’ll go buy us some food, we can eat it while we finish this movie. Anything in particular you’re craving?”
“Yes. Mocha bread.” she giggled. You nodded with a smile, then got up to get dressed.
“I should’ve known.”
Chaeryeong:
It was Valentine’s Day, and your girlfriend had gone all out to surprise you. After taking you out to dinner, you returned back to your shared apartment to find the bedroom all decked out with pink candles and huge bouquets of flowers. There were rose petals scattered all around the room, and a tray of champagne and chocolates on the nightstand.
“Oh Chae, this was so sweet of you!” you breathed, clutching your heart in disbelief.
She chuckled from behind you, helping you take off your jacket. “Do you… wanna get naughty?”
You turned around to kiss her roughly, throwing your arms up around her neck and gripping her hair in your hands. Your tongue slid between her lips to move with hers, and her hands snaked around your waist.
“I’ll take that as a yes.” she chuckled, then pushed you down onto the bed. She began to remove her dress and heels, and you did the same to your own clothes. You froze when you saw the red lacy lingerie she had on.
“You like it? I’ve been saving it for today.” she giggled as she climbed overtop of you.
“I think you can tell I like it a lot.” you chuckled, gasping as she nipped at your earlobe. She started ravenously kissing all over your neck and chest, her hot breath giving you chills everytime her tongue ran over your skin.
Suddenly, your attention was turned to the nightstand next to you. One of the candles was placed dangerously close to the bouquet of flowers above it, and soon they were lighting on fire.
“Chaeryeong…” you said worriedly, tugging at her hair.
“That’s right baby, who’s working you up this bad?” she huffed into your ear, clearly too lost in passion to notice your concern.
“Chae, the roses!” you exclaimed, tapping her shoulder frantically.
“Oh I know, you were so surprised weren’t you?” she giggled.
“Chaeryeong! Winter!”
She rolled off of you hurriedly, flipping her hair back. “What is it baby?”
You pointed over to the fire next to you.
“Oh shit!” she exclaimed, running over to grab the vase. She practically sprinted into the bathroom to dump the flowers into the sink, running the faucet over them. You jumped off the bed and followed her, breathing a sigh of relief when you saw the flames put out.
Your eyes met, and soon you were erupting in laughter.
“I can’t believe that really just happened!” Chaeryeong laughed, hand over her heart.
“Me neither…” you agreed. You pulled her into a hug, continuing to laugh at the situation in front of you.
“Sorry my surprise ruined our night of passion.” she laughed, pulling back to look at you.
“I wouldn’t say it’s ruined.” you mused, placing your hands on her waist. “You still look sexy as hell in that lingerie. I can be back in the mood in thirty seconds.”
her fingers are inside you stretching you but not moving at all, just for her to feel how you clench around her fingers because of the vibrator she holds against your clit. she just watches you as she touches herself with her free hand, then her fingers spreads her own arousal over your lips before she puts them into your mouth as you moan, taking her in and maintaining eye contact.
"you look so pretty like this, taking whatever i give to you. i bet you're so desperate to feel my pussy against yours, aren't you baby?"
"mm-mh." you try to assent as you can with her fingers inside your mouth, the tender caress of your tongue over them making drool drip in her wrist as she pushed them a little bit deeper.
"so good for me darling" she humms, looking at you with her intense gaze before she sets up the highest setting of the vibrator onto your clit, doing circular motions around it and pressing up after, making you breathless. "does this feel nice love?"
"f-fuck. mghmh yes, yes! please don't stop" you say when she gives you time to speak, removing her fingers briefly before inserting them again. your legs started shaking with her movements, your chest heaving when she removed the toy, leaving you begging for more in a silent cry.
she was everywhere, but at the same time it didn't feel enough. you needed her closer, deeper. her fingers inside your cunt moving so slowly, focusing more on making you feel how wet you were, the obscene sounds of your wet pussy making you hot and bothered.
"we can't waste this much spit baby" she said before playing with your tongue and pressing the pads of her fingers further, making you almost gag but it was so hot, grunting and whining in her hand, muffling your moans.
you can't deny her hands and mostly her fingers drove you insane so you would do whatever she wanted you as long as she got her fingers in you, no matter how. it gave you a sense of comfort too, as if you can't help it but make a mess of yourself once she moves away and your drool falls in your naked chest.
she spread the spit around your folds, making your head roll back the moment she rubs you hard, making it easy to slide her already wet fingers in your slit, like if you weren't dripping all over your inner thighs already. both of you loved it messy though and that's when the vibrator returns to your clit and she sinks three fingers inside you, not moving once again. you were about to scream, biting her shoulder to contain it.
she hissed at your actions and the way your tight walls sucked her digits in, kissing your forehead as your body started trembling and closed your eyes from the overwhelming pleasure.
"you're doing so well darling. you've got my permission to come, good girl" she pecked your lips before pounding your pussy, hitting the spot that made you succumb finally to your high, soaking her hand and the bedsheets in the process as you claw at them too, your back arching as you gasp before growing quiet, the satisfaction consuming you.
oh to be able to kiss ryujin. everyday. every morning. every night. when her lips are all swollen from waking up, making her giggle in her sleepy state whining that she wants to sleep more and holds u tight. to kiss her after she complains about something being pouty and she pauses for a while, trying to hold back her smile as she scolds you. being able to kiss the palm of her hands when she cups your face. to kiss her goodbye when you need to leave, looking at her bright pleading eyes. to kiss her when she's tired, comforting her, stroking her hair and slowly pecking her face, her cheeks, her nose, her forehead, her lips. kissing her randomly and surprising her but waiting for more. to feel her plump soft lips against yours, gasping for air. to kiss her lazily in the night before sleeping in her warm embrace.
this is just a fluff mess and me being madly in love with ryujin so yeah
listen to “amor completo” by mon laferte !!! it’s just so cute nd how i feel with this tbh … i didn’t proofread so don’t mind me & a lot of parts were inspired by @ wlwyearning & @ kisswlw on tw
pure fluff. best friends to lovers.
you and ryujin were best friends since highschool, at first she thought you were kinda annoying and you thought she was a little bit cold but both of you shared some interests so after a few months, you could easily talk a whole night nonstop.
you had this dynamic where you endlessly mocked each other but still supported and admired the other one. spending quality time was your thing, but neither of you were really clingy or felt the need to express your feelings through physical affection or words of affirmation. indeed you were embarrassed about it, since it meant opening about your real feelings.
that changed when you started falling in love and saw each other in a whole different light. the thing is that you weren’t use to it.
after overcoming the thrill of confessing, your firsts times were a lovely chaos. you still remember the first time you held hands and how both of you shied away your big smiles. the way it made your heart flutter so hard you were afraid she could hear it. you panicked a little bit until she kissed your hand while staring at you softly. then the fluttery and uncertain feeling was replaced with a sense of familiarity and warmth.
that’s one of the ways to describe your relationship. it felt new but also familiar, so you couldn’t be happier. of course you knew her like no one else, but in a romantic way was totally different.
when you started being more clingy with each other it was a little bit funny how both of you tried to push the awkwardness away, but at the end of the day you would end up laying your head on her chest and hearing her heart beat faster. so it was such a vulnerable and private moment you enjoyed.
you also discovered a more winhy side of ryujin, talking to you so softly or when she pretented to be mad, she would be so pouty until you squished her cheeks and kissed her. after that she didn’t even try to cover her blush as you felt her smile against your lips while you kissed.
sometimes she was extremelly affectionate that someone that knew her wouldn’t believe it, but they didn’t have to since it was something between you two.
ryujin was the first to call you pet names, since she was naturally flirty and loved seeing you flustered. but when you started calling her “my love”, “angel”, “petal”, “honey”, “darling”, “my pretty girl” and a bunch of other affectionate names? she lost it. she couldn’t even look at you in the eyes and when you lifted her chin her eyes were so shiny and full of love you barely called by her name anymore.
she will literally whine if she doesn’t get called pet names but when you asked her to tell you which one, she’ll get sooo embarrassed and couldn’t say them so she just kept on whining and pouting until you comply. but sometimes she’ll be so loud about it too, saying “my love? yes that’s me !! i’m the one u love. i’m the only one u love. i’m your love. please say it again”
when you looked at each other, you felt a warm, soft feeling in your chest and you were convinced your love was more than enough. it felt right.
you were watching a movie cuddled up. a movie both of you know by heart, so you were more into cuddling and kissing each other lazily. that’s when she noticed you were tearing up.
“oh my god baby, are you okay?” she looked at you with concern kissing your tears away and wiping them off your face.
“yeah, don’t worry darling, just a little bit emotional” you smiled at her.
“do you want to talk about it or-“
“no! i mean, they’re happy tears! i just… i just was thinking” you held her hands in yours to kiss them “i’m just.. happy to love you. i really am.”
it wasn’t a surprise that she started crying too, holding you so tight and whispering lots of “i love you’s” as she kissed your face, ending up in your lips. all of your nights felt like this one where your surroundings faded away and you were left with her warm embrace.
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