how does singji do with overstimulation?
oh interesting, I haven't thought about it much! They're both more middle of the road, in the sense that they aren't as sensitive as Yoohyeon about it, and they're not quite as playful with it as Bora is.
That being said, I think Siyeon tends to like building up to one or two good orgasms, and the rest is sorta unnecessary. The overstimulation ones don't bring as much to her experience, especially mentally. She's a lot happier to pull someones fingers away from her and just pull them into a cuddle than she is to be pushed over the edge a bunch of times. It's fine, and she’ll play along, but really, a cuddle beats all once she’s sated.
Minji... is a little closer to Bora's end of the scale honestly. It's not something they do super often, more often it tends to be more of Bora and Siyeon teasing Minji and edging her, but phew those two in particular can work her until she's just completely fucked out.
(i.e. heres 3k of subpar singjibo smut)
The thing is that Minji just likes everything. Mouths. Fingers. Straps. Other toys. It's all fair game and the other two use that to their advantage. Sometimes they'll start off easy and just love on her softly. And Minji gets all smiley because why are they cornering her when she's sitting on the bed? She's all smiles and blush as she kisses each of them in turn, pulling them in with a hand on each of their jaws.
It's nice to be loved on, and they do it in spades. They all giggle between hot kisses, and eventually Minji finds herself on her back with Siyeon between her legs. Bora is just watching, happy to sit cross legged next to her head.
Bora knows they have a bit of time and they plan on using it well. No need to rush. She runs her hand up Minji's torso and plays with her chest, pinching at her nipples lightly. She licks her fingers and does it again, almost mindless as she watches Siyeon eat Minji out.
She loves the little sounds Siyeon makes, the hums of eagerness as she sucks against Minji. Bora sighs. That always feels good. She slips two fingers down to feel herself.
That's when Minji pouts.
"Let me see," she whines, her hand coming up to tug at Bora’s panties.
Bora gives in after about two whines and a roll of her eyes. It feels good being watched by Minji, that blissed out expression focused right where Bora pushes two fingers in.
It takes less than a minute for Minji to spill over after that.
The two of them crowd in around her and love on her more, kissing her and cuddling, and Bora starts feeling her again. It's just little circles. Lazy ones. Ones that don't quite tip Minji off about their plans.
Minji finishes again and doesn't suspect anything even when Siyeon hands her vibrator.
"Just use it," Siyeon tells her with a kiss to her cheek. "You'll like it."
Minji doesn't think twice about it. She lets herself feel good as she watches Bora come undone on Siyeon's fingers.
"Fuck," is all she whispers as she watches them. Bora so pretty and perfect in Siyeon's lap. There's an intensity to those two that she'll never get tired of watching. It unravels her.
Siyeon motions for the toy when Minji finishes.
She still doesn't think anything of it. She lays back against the pillows she fluffed up to prop herself up and sighs as she runs a hand through her hair. This is nice stress relief, and she’s never really been one to limit what she desires.
She doesn't see the way that the other two smirk, or the nod that Siyeon gives Bora. She just gets a lapful of Kim Bora when she's not expecting it. And then the vibrations start up again and Bora has a shit eating grin as she pins Minji there.
"I don't need anymore," she tries to bargain, failing to squirm away. "I'll help you."
"Shh," Bora soothes. “Let it feel good.”
Minji could get away if she wanted to. Bora isn’t rough at all, not with the soft pressure she puts on the vibrator, not with the way she rests her head against Minji's shoulder. She can’t help but smile as Minji's muscles twitch and her breathing tenses.
Siyeon comes back with a sizable toy attached to her hips and Minji's head falls back.
"What?" Siyeon teases. "You can take it."
Minji's mind scrambles. It'll make her sore, but part of her still wants it. Wants Siyeon inside her. Around her. Loving her.
"Or would you rather watch?" Siyeon asks, grinning over Bora's shoulder as she kneels up behind her.
Bora rolls her body back into Siyeon, the toy between them. She brings a hand up to the back of Siyeon's head and feels her mind go soft when Siyeon kisses her neck, a hand wandering down her stomach.
"Take me," comes a faint whisper from Bora.
Minji loses her words. Of course she wants to watch. How could she not with the way those two move together, bodies already in sync. She's sure Bora is dripping and it would be so easy for Siyeon to just bend her over and take her.
Minji would hold her, soothe her while Siyeon gives her everything she wants.
Bora's laugh pulls her out of those thoughts.
Siyeon and Bora are both laughing and that's when Minji feels slick against her fingers and realizes she started touching herself.
"You need it, don't you?" Siyeon asks, crawling over Minji as Bora moves to the side.
She tries to shake her head. Tries to convince herself, “I, I don’t--”
It's all empty words as Minji reaches between them and tries to guide the head of the toy in.
"Ah, ah," Siyeon scolds with a laugh. She grabs Minji's hands and pins them down. "Not if you don't need it."
Her mind scrambles again. Worse this time. Worse with Bora laying next to her and nosing against her. Worse with the underside of the toy just barely bumping her clit.
Minji struggles against Siyeon's hands. She doesn't need it. Of course she doesn't. She's had three already and she's going to be sore and fuck why won't Siyeon just take her already.
"Please," she whines.
"Please what?"
"Siyeon, please. I need you, I need--"
"Turn over."
Minji glares.
"Come on, " Siyeon whispers. “We’ll take care of you.” She rubs the head of the toy against Minji's clit gently, just to tease.
A few more solid seconds of that, and Minji scowls before giving in and turning onto her stomach.
Bora tangles their fingers together and laughs. They know Minji doesn't like being put on her stomach like this. It's too vulnerable and they're less susceptible to her gaze, the one that makes them putty under her.
Unfortunately, they love everything about it.
Bora kisses Minji’s knuckles and settles to lay better next to her. Minji pouts until Siyeon nudges her to spread her legs, and a tongue strokes against her.
"Oh," Minji sighs. She knows she’s wet. Messy, even. Messy on her thighs where Siyeon grips and spreads her.
“You ready?” Siyeon hums after a few moments. Gloss shines on her lips.
Minji just nods, hair tousled on the sheets.
"Easy," Siyeon soothes, pressing the head of the toy in. She helps Minji shuffle up on her knees a bit more to help with the angle. "It's big, I'm going slow."
She does go slow and it's torture, but every inch adds to the stretch and that helps tamp down the flames in her stomach.
“Shit,” Minji breathes out.
It makes Bora smile. She likes when Minji lets out dirty words and filthy sounds.
“You can take it. A little more.” Siyeon runs her hand up Minji’s back and lets her adjust before moving again, sinking in fully. “There you go.”
Bora traces soft patterns on Minji’s hand as more swears and tense breaths are released.
Minji squeezes her eyes shut. She can feel her walls flutter around the toy. It’s just... big. Stretching her, filling her.
“You like it that much?” Bora teases.
Minji pushes herself up enough to find Bora’s lips. “Yes,” she whispers against them.
Bora whines as Minji’s tongue finds hers, pulling her into a searing kiss that reminds Bora that she is Minji’s. Now and forever.
Minji pushes back into Siyeon, desperate for more, and finally Siyeon starts to move. Slowly at first, a hand gentle on Minji’s hip. And then less slowly. Less slowly until Minji chokes out for air and the sound of skin against skin fills the room.
She looks at Bora who stares right back at her, brushing the hair out of her eyes. She hears something about “use your colors,” before the vibrations start again and Bora reaches to press the toy against her clit.
A broken moan is pulled from Minji’s lungs.
“I can’t,” she pleads, jaw slack. “Gonna come too quick.”
Bora turns off the vibrator and sets it down, only to gently bring her fingers back to Minji’s clit.
Her breath catches at the first touch.
“Is it too much?”
“Yes,” Minji whines.
“Good.”
Minji reaches under herself and puts her hand over Bora’s, but doesn’t pull her away. Doesn’t stop the fingers that are slippery against her, drawing tight circles while Siyeon rolls her hips against her backside.
“We’ve got you, princess,” Siyeon soothes, her hand drawing up Minji’s back.
Minji moans at the pet name and arches her back to stretch, the warmth of it flooding through her body as she relaxes into their care. Bora’s tenderness, those soft eyes grounding her. Siyeon’s firm touches as she sates Minji’s desire to be stuffed full, walls sensitive and wanting.
They don’t stop. Siyeon keeps a steady pace that shouldn’t quite be enough for Minji to spill over, but god it is. It is with the way Bora’s fingers roll her clit, and the way Siyeon praises her the whole time, causing that warm flush to spread up her back, heating up until she falls apart. Breathless.
Bora swallows the cries and little noises that Minji chokes out, their lips barely touching as Siyeon guides her back down.
“Can you take more?” Siyeon whispers, still buried in Minji who just breathes and shudders under her.
Siyeon eases back slowly until just the head of the toy is still inside, and Minji’s hand flies back.
Minji searches for Siyeon’s hip but finds a hand instead that cups around hers and tangles their fingers.
“I can take it,” she breathes, relieved as Siyeon comes back to her, their bodies flush. “Give me everything.”
Siyeon does just that. She doesn’t stop, doesn’t slow, not when Minji is crying out again and not when her muscles start to ache. One orgasm melts into another, until Siyeon lays them down on their sides, facing Bora.
“Ji, is this okay?” Siyeon asks, pressing a kiss to Minji’s cheek.
“In, in” she gasps, reaching to guide the toy back in from where it slipped out. “Fuck,” she sighs as it stretches her again. “Feels so good.”
Minji reaches back and grasps for Siyeon, trying to cradle her head over her shoulder.
“I’m here, I’m here.” Siyeon molds herself to Minji’s body and reaches over to hold Minji’s hand. “I promise.”
“Is it too much?” Bora asks, cupping Minji’s cheek. Her thumb brushes away the first hot tear.
Minji shakes her head and furrows her brows. Time goes liquid and slows down, and the other two love on her and show her that she can handle more than she expects of herself. Her muscles slacken, her body loose, as they cradle her.
She doesn’t shy away. She trusts them and she knows that they trust her. They’re a loose pile of love and limbs, a radiant connection and openness shininess between them.
Bora presses her forehead to Minji’s when a whine rips its way from her throat, her cheeks wet.
“We’ve got you,” she soothes, her thumbs stroking her cheeks as a weak shudder is pulled from her spent body.
Minji doesn’t know how much time passes before Siyeon leaves her gasping as she pulls out. It feels so filthy when she does, slick coating the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. She brings a hand down to feel herself and god… she’s just wet. So wet.
She feels herself rolled onto her back by a hand nudging her knee, and there Siyeon is between her legs, the thick toy jutting from her hips. It makes her groan to know it’s been inside of her.
There’s a wet slap of the toy on her tummy when Siyeon leans over to kiss her.
Minji hums into it. Her legs come up to bracket Siyeon and that’s when the soreness in her thighs and hips hits her. Deep and achy.
She grimaces a little and Siyeon pushes up, her hands trailing down Minji’s front until reaching her thighs to massage her.
“How are you feeling?”
“Sore,” Minji says with a smile as she stretches her arms up above her head, her back arching lazily.
“How close to your limit?”
Minji melts into the mattress and closes her eyes, boneless. “I think I’m done.”
Bora giggles. She slides a hand up Minji’s chest to her neck before leaning over and kissing her. It’s soft, but the gasp into her mouth lets Bora know how much her evil plan is working.
“But you look delicious,” she whispers, smiling.
“Ah, really,” Minji blushes and shoves at Bora’s shoulder, biting her lip to hide her smile. It doesn’t work.
Bora shifts to sit up and trails her hand down Minji’s torso, feeling her breathe with the movement. Minji really is soaked. Messy, really. Bora can taste her when she kisses the inside of her thigh and licks her way down to the source.
All three of them let out a breath and a whine when Bora’s tongue drags along her.
Siyeon sits back on her heels, giving Bora enough room to taste her just a bit. Just enough until Minji writhes and taps her off.
“I’m sensitive,” Minji whines, hands coming down to feel herself.
“You taste good, though,” Bora tells her, sitting up and leaning the other way to kiss her. Fingers scratch at her jaw. “Mm, let us give you one more.”
“I don’t think I can.” Minji’s laugh is cut short when she feels Siyeon’s thumb rolling her clit slowly. It makes her squirm.
“Come on, princess,” Siyeon tries, thumb still giving her barely-there pressure. “One more.”
She shuffles in on her knees and lines the toy up, barely getting the head in when Minji’s face pulls into a grimace and her hands come down to stop it.
“Fingers. Not the toy. Too big.”
It’s a bit of a shame when Siyeon loosens the straps of the harness and lets the toy fall off her hips because it would have been nice to see Bora’s lips wrapped around it, working it. But it doesn’t matter, not with Siyeon gently easing two fingers into her.
“Do you want my mouth?” Bora asks, kissing down Minji’s neck to her chest.
“Fuck, baby,” is the only response she gets along with a hand pushing her head down. Bora blows her amusement against Minji’s skin. So easily gone, once more.
Siyeon straddles one of Minji’s thighs and makes room for Bora to come settle on her stomach.
“Here, you go first,” Bora says, dragging Siyeon’s hand back to Minji’s core.
“Oh, we’re both--?”
Minji urges Siyeon’s fingers back inside, her walls sensitive and swollen and warm. Siyeon tests her with two tiny strokes that make Minji hum, and then Bora’s tongue finds her again.
Heat flushes over Siyeon’s cheeks and down her neck when Bora licks a stripe from her fingers up to Minji’s clit. It’s all so wet and warm and, “oh,” she lets out as she touches herself with her free hand.
She isn’t rough. Doesn’t have to be. Doesn’t risk drawing tight circles on herself when her other fingers are coaxing so gently against that sensitive, spongy part of Minji’s walls. Just barely crooking.
Bora laps up the silk that spills from Minji into Siyeon’s palm. A few strokes of that, with Minji letting out all her little noises, and her fingers against herself, Siyeon’s thighs squeeze around Minji’s. She doesn’t dare lose focus on Minji, but her breath goes shallow and her legs a bit shaky right as Minji follows her over the edge.
Her hips rise off the bed and Bora helps her finish, mouth chasing her until it hurts and Minji pushes her away, her body so done. Flushed, wet, and done.
Bora scrambles up and brings Minji into a sultry kiss, open and unfiltered. She can feel how fucked out the older girl is by the lazy way she lets Bora in, too tired to lead. There’s placidness to this Minji, all of that unwavering trust taking over where her control usually sits.
She reaches for Siyeon blindly and crooks her fingers until Siyeon is laying half on top of her as well, and Minji can hold her tight.
“Pup, you did so well,” she coos, breath still coming out raggedly when Bora pulls away.
“All for you,” Siyeon mumbles against her neck, tucked in and body finally able to relax. The tightness in her abs takes longer to soothe out, and a dull soreness takes its place.
“And you,” Minji adds with her eyes flicking open to meet Bora’s. “Thank you.”
It pulls a chuckle from Bora before she presses the bridge of her nose to Minji’s cheek, settling in.
“You’re sappy after you come, you know.”
Minji butchers her way through a pun about “sticky” and “sweet” sap that leaves only her laughing. Bora and Siyeon groan while still nuzzling into her, their heads each cradled by one of Minji’s hands.
They don’t have to return her enthusiasm for humor; Minji knows they love her endlessly and they reflect everything she gives them right back. Shiny and sustainable, she likes to think.
They lay there just long enough for Bora to start getting handsy again, and Siyeon only complains a little about the soreness in her abdomen when she puts Bora on her back, a clean toy attached to her hips. She keeps a hand pressed on Bora’s stomach as she slowly fucks her, Minji watching and cooing over them, telling Siyeon, “you can give her more.”
Needless to say, they all end up sore and tired and boneless, and in need of a shower and a change of sheets.
