#asyljoe

[asy-xiumin]

Dear Santa; Josie

@asy-ljoe

Minseok grunted as he dragged a pen along the piece of paper in front of him. He was trying to write a letter to Santa but since he had only learned to read, writing was a big struggle for him. Crumbled up pages laid around him in the hallway from the many attempts to write legibly. The one he was working on soon joined them. It didn’t take long for the boy to grow upset with himself and end up crying as he scribbled on another piece.

[asyhana]

Catnip at its finest.

After walking around all day with he tail and ears, Josie was too far gone. She was squirming in her spot before she was hurrying down the hall. Almost there. She slipped into the room ( after using the tricks that the woman herself had taught Josie to sneak into locked rooms), happy that the roommate was gone as she hurried to lock the door back behind her. She stripped down to only her tail, her ears, and her collar. Martyne wouldnt want anything more and that alone brought a slight shudder through her. She was quick to fold her clothes up on the dresser before she was crawling onto the womans bed. She even laid down like a kitten the best she could as she waited for the woman to come back.

Barefoot and in one of Hana’s practice outfits, Zing trudged back to her room. Hana had worked herself up into a trigger haze and Zinger took care of that before it got too serious by jumping in to the dance session. She sighed, unlocking the door and half kicking it open, wanting Hana’s roommate to be around just to cause a little trouble. Not the case.

But there was a little trouble.

The door closed, standing open as it hit Zinger’s arm and she took a moment to process the very naked piece of catnip laid out on her bed like a dish. She stepped into the room, letting the door close behind her and pushing back her red locks out of her eyes for a better look.

“Now, don’t tell me you walked in here like this.... No, no. You’d have a pack of wolves at my door if you did.....”

[asyhana]

Until You Say Go

A Zinger and Josie Drabble Short Short Story By the Problematic Teddy Bear Mun for asy-ljoe

Just the two of them on their own with a large hotel suite was enough for the young lady-in-training and sophisticated killer to ensure they enjoyed themselves. Every second they spent away from outsiders. It was a change of pace for Josie and a chance for Zinger to be herself and hold nothing back, albeit no bloodshed.

Jose was still asleep when Zinger woke, a soft grunt leaving her lips as she almost glided across the floor from the bed to the bathroom, wearing only one of Josie’s collars a bit tight around her neck. The color wasn’t to her liking (But then again, pink was never one of her colors) and the fact that she woke up with it on wasn’t something she was proud of (How could that be the only piece of clothing that managed to stay on her? Honestly?) but she couldn’t complain about the how and why so it was brushed to the side as an minor annoyance and she started to inspect herself in the bathroom mirror.

For Josie, the past couple days (Couple? Few? Less? More? Who knew?) were just what she needed and who better to grant her that wish than her unnie. Stretching and feeling the effects of the previous night, Josie smiled with a small yawn as she thanked Zinger in her sleepy thoughts for caring so much for-

I can tell the main reason she and that other one with the idiotic nickname enjoy hanging around is because they like taunting me.

She opened her eyes with Seungwon’s words suddenly coming back into her mind. They had been fighting at the time, she was intentionally baiting him, but waking up in the room the woman paid for in, a bed they had slept in (more than slept in) together, she wondered if she was being used. Then she had to laugh at herself. Wasn’t she always being used? By G-Dragon, her would-be boyfriend (she didn’t really mean that but she did somewhere), by…..

“Are you up?” a voice called from the bathroom upon hearing that huffed out laugh. Zinger never left the bathroom, merely waited for a response. She didn’t even notice the quiet shuffling of the sheets getting wrapped around a suddenly timid girl and the scuttle that brought Josie into the open doorway. Zinger since moved her attention from the collar to the fading red locks on the top of her head, pushing it all from this side to that side. Should she actually grow it all out now? It was time for another touch up to the sides, they were getting long again. It took a moment to feel the eyes on her. She looked at Josie through the mirror, head tilting.

“Admiration or something on your mind?”

“Something in between,” she admitted, clearly enjoying the view of her naked unnie fussing with her hair and grumbling to herself like teenager, a pink collar with silver heart attachment fixed to her neck. It was such a different side to the psychopath that Josie almost forgot what she was going to say.

“Why do you have a sheet wrapped around you? You’re blocking the view….”

Josie couldn’t help the playful sigh as her neck rolled a little to bring her head forward so she could stick her tongue out. “What if I’m being modest? I am a lady despite being your little pet, you know.”

Zinger grinned, laughing an airy sort of note that seemed to still hold all of the seduction from the night before. “A modest pet. That’s a new one for me.”

The moment Zinger’s gaze turned from hers in the mirror, Josie got a slight burst of confidence, the words stumbling from her lips to the ground, “I’m only your pet because it pisses off Seungwon, though.”

“Oh? So, you’re getting back at the lying shit finally? I’m proud of you.”

Zinger knew what Josie meant. And Josie knew the woman did. And she also knew that Zinger was basically saying, ‘Be up front, little lady’. And the look that Zinger gave her as she turned away from the mirror repeated the statement. But now, Josie was losing her nerve, not sure how to broach the stupid seed of a thought the older man had planted in her mind. It was now unfurling and blooming into something that need to be tended to but she didn’t know how to care for this particular plant.

“It’s…. it’s just something Seungwon said-”

“Of course,” Zinger interjected under her breath.

“-about you and G-Dragon. You know what? Never mind. Forget I ever said anything….” She quickly turned around, beating herself up for losing her nerve the moment Zinger said those words against her boyfriend (Ex-boyfriend. He’s an ex right now). 

“You know,” Zinger called from the bathroom, walking out, “sucking you off in the open was done without knowing you would get with that idiot. When I made that promise to give you a better fucking, it was made long before that…. gentleman,” she spat out the word, “apparently stole your heart. Is pissing off the piece a shit a big plus to hanging around you and playing with you? Hell yeah. I hope the veins in his neck burst one of these days as he’s clenching his fists in an effort to not show you how much of a bastard he is and by veins I mean his carotid artery so he bleeds out all over the damn floor.”

Josie sighed at all the things the woman said against Seungwon, by this point no longer vested in the conversation. However, she plopped down on the bed, giving Zinger tired and annoyed eyes. “I sense a ‘but’ coming.”

“You would be right,” she said, walking over and pulling the sheet away just enough to stand between the girl’s legs, popping Josie’s hands lightly as she tried to keep it wrapped around her. “But, to my knowledge I have been completely honest with you about who I am, what I am about, and when I say that my interest in you had nothing to do with your piece of shit, believe me when I say it.” 

“But, Seung-”

“Doesn’t know shit about me. If he did, he’d watch what he say since I can bring him down with just a few well placed words to you. Josie, I don’t own you. I enjoy our time together. I enjoy spoiling you. I enjoy your sighs and moans, every bit of you. You have more control over me than I have over you and that is a hard truth,” the woman admitted, hand cupping Josie’s chin as her thumb parted the girl’s lips.

And Josie listened to her, slowly losing what bit of fight she had. She had more control that the psychopath? Really? That couldn’t be true with how she was just wanted to melt into that touch, to pull that same pull down to her, to have that woman kiss her. She was barely listening to the words she said, just feeling that touch on her but she tried.

“Martyne……” she whispered, trying to ground herself long enough to hear what was being said.

“And the fact that you know that name should be enough proof that my interest in you has nothing to do with him. Pet, I don’t feel love. The only time I get a feeling close to it or happiness is when I’m taking care of Hana or slitting someone’s throat or getting to be around you. I am around you purely because you allow me to be. And when you tell me to leave you alone forever, I will simply obey. Fuck what Seungwon said, fuck what he does. I will be with you until you say go. Believe me or not. I honestly don’t give a fuck.”

“How can I believe you when you’re so obviously seducing me right now?”

“Why can’t it be the other way around, pet?”

“I’m not doing anything. You are.”

Zinger stepped away with a smirk, a shrug, and the sheet with her. “Then, I’ll have to do my best to convince you I’m telling the truth if that’s the case. Let’s get some food, hmm?”

She dropped the sheet, heading back to the bathroom as if nothing that had transpired over the past few minutes were of any concern whatsoever. Josie kicked her legs, now naked, and staring at the floor.

“So until I say go?” she called out.

“Until you say go,” she answered.

“Never go, Martyne.”

“I hadn’t planned on it.”

They both knew that there wasn’t any real truth being spoken by them. Josie did love Seungwon and if Hana got better Zinger could disappear and either way it went, Josie could end up telling her to go.

But who did any of the things that they did together if reality was what they were looking for?

[asyhana]

JUST AN FYI

Though it’s up to Josie if it starts tonight or tomorrow (because of this M!A), but Zinger and Josie are technically off campus. Zinger in her own body and Josie because psychopathic honeymooning (yes i called it that) so. If Josie says tommorrow, Zinger and Josie are not at the hotel until Josie says so. If she says tonight, Zinger and Josie are so not here for the drunk shit.

Heads to the up.

[asyhana]

v///v -catnip

asy-ljoe

I wonder how far I can push my hit of catnip. She fucks around with G so I know she wouldn’t mind getting cut. And that previous male of hers was def a rough one. I have a feeling she’ll let me bend her as far as I want as long as she gets to moan. ‘Course I wouldn’t break her. 

[asy-jiyong]

asy-ljoe:

Josie would have squealed if it hadn't been for the blade between her teeth. She inhaled sharply and her eyes widened. She froze for a moment with her head tilted back, soon reaching to pull the blade from her teeth to shut and tuck into her bra. “O-Oppa! I..I thought y-you were sleeping!” She muttered as her gaze caught his own. “I..I was going s-surprise you with..with a sneaky present.. w-wake you up with something b-but you're awake..”

He laughed at her. “Rule number 1, pipsqueak. Don’t wake the sleeping psychopath unless you’re looking for trouble.” He gestured to the blade in her bra. “In your case, it looks like you’re bringing trouble. Hehe.”

[asy-jiyong]

Josie was quick, hurrying down the hall in her revealing plaid skirt and her white t-shirt. Her stockings tight around her legs and her heels clacking on the floor, ready for anything. She snuck into the elders room, a smirk on her face as she hurried over to the bed where he laid. "Oppa~ Wakey wakey~" She straddled over the mans waist, her head tilted before she was flicking open a pocket knife, putting it between her teeth as she leaned against his chest and brushed any hair from his face.

G-Dragon pretended to be asleep. He was completely still at first, then slowly and quietly, his arms crept up along her sides, fingers inches away. He made sure not to touch her as he didn’t want to alert her just yet. His hands hovered at her shoulders for a moment. Then he smirked as his fingers tangled themselves in her hair, pulling her head backwards. He opened his eyes and grinned. “Well well well! Look who’s come to play!”

[asyhana]

✿ ø ✆ ✉ ⁇ -Catnip

“✿” for a suggestive text. there is not a suggestive bone in her body guys

[text: Catnip] I need a catnip fix.[text: Catnip] Care to provide it?

“ø” for a late night text.

[text: Catnip] No one is up at 4 am intentionally without having insomnia or doing something naughty. So, which is it for you?

“✆” for a morning text. 

[text: Catnip] Josie[text: Catnip] Josie[text: Catnip] Oh. Right. Good morning is what normal people say isn’t it?[text: Catnip] Good morning. I’m bored.

“✉” for a text that wasn’t sent. because she is aware that it might be ‘mean’

Currently saved to drafts:[text: Catnip] I know you love him and all but if he suddenly winds up with his head and dick cut off and on the lobby floor, while his body is impaled on a spike in the garden, don’t be surprised. The asshole deserved it.

“⁇” for a drunk text.

[text: Catnip] Peeeeeeeeeeeeet[text: Catnip] Is is kay if u fund a strappon[text: Catnip] cun u se it