⏦ﾟ♡︎ celibate . . . im nayeon x fem! reader
༯ synopsis : only nayeon knows the priests daughter isn’t as innocent as she seems . . .
༯ warnings : blasphemy , corruption kink , slight dacryphilia kink , size kink , praise kink , religion , dom! nayeon , sub! reader , semi - public sex , reader is 18, virgin reader
༯ word count : 2.3k
The pastor's strong voice resonates through the halls of the cathedral.
Nayeon rests back in her seat, sighing as she listens to him drone on and on. It wasn’t that she wasn’t interested- it’s just that she had much better things to get acquainted with.
Like you; the young girl trembling before her in nothing but your tiny white panties, a cute pink bow situated on their front. “Aren’t they cute?” You’d whisper innocently, looking down.
Nayeon would chuckle, resting her larger hand on your thigh. “Very cute,” She whispered, her hand flexing as it rubbed slowly. “I like the bow.”
Her comment made you grin. “I bought them with my allowance.”
“Oh? Did you now?” Nayeon chuckles, tongue darting out to wet her lips. “I’ll bet you just love to dress up like a pretty doll for women like me, hm?”
Your heart flutters and you nod shyly. “…just you.”
A flash of possession rises in Nayeon as she smirks up at you. “That’s right, baby. I’m the only woman in your life that can touch you like this.”
A flush invades your face as you nod, looking away toward the door. “…what if someone comes in..?”
The older woman hummed, rubbing all up and down your thighs. “Then you’ll be a good girl and put on a nice show, right?”
You whimper at the thought.
“I think somebody liked that…” Nayeon smirked, leaning into pepper kisses along your tummy. “My pretty girl…”
“I..” Shyly, you rest your hand on Nayeon’s head. “…we shouldn’t go that far..it’s blasphemous..”
“To feel pleasure?”
“In a church..”
“So?” Nayeon chuckles, hand slipping to palm at your hip. “Good girls like to feel pleasure. And you’re a good girl, right?”
Guilt swelled in you but you pushed it away with quick nods. “Y-Yes…’m a good girl..”
“That’s right, there we go…”
The older woman’s hands had begun a path upward, rubbing up your waist and to your back— unclasping your bra and pulling it from you. You squeaked, shy and bashful as you hit your chest. “N-Nayeon…!”
“Shh, don’t hide from me, bunny…” She’d coo, prying your hands away to gaze in full at the gently swell and slope of your chest. “Mm, so cute…”
Nayeon had waited for this moment. In the few months she knew you, she’d been inching closer and closer. First— subtle brushes of her hand against your waist, hugs from behind, her larger hand enveloping your small one. Then, it extended to shy kisses behind the altar, in the back before you joined the congregation.
You were so shy and soft when she’d pull you into a kiss— so squirmy when she’d knead your breasts in her hands in the back of the church, teasing you up until you couldn’t take it. All of this, and Nayeon had just now seen you naked.
Well, almost naked anyway.
Her thumb slipped over one budding nipple, watching you bite your lip as you watched your body's reaction. “So soft…” Nayeon would murmur, teasing the taunt bud until you squirmed.
“Too much..”
“Hmm,” She’d coo toward you like a mother. “Little baby can’t handle it?”
You felt patronized and compelled to withstand her soft torture.
From there Nayeon would fondle you slowly, hands moving in circular motions as she squeezed occasionally. The heat you began to feel pooled at your feet, working its way up until you were slightly lost for breath and preening your sensitive breasts into her hands with quiet whimpers.
Beautiful noises, Nayeon thought. One in a million.
Your thighs would brush together, an embarrassing amount of arousal gathering. It was nothing like you’d ever experienced. Sure, the older woman would caress you in the back of the church frequently, but never for such a long period of time like this. Never enough to make you achy, especially not down there.
“Nayeon…” You whimpered softly.
Her eyes flit to yours and then down to your thighs, a wicked smirk taking over. “Oh? Did I get you worked up down here?”
“Hmph..” Your brows pinched together as you nodded.
“Poor thing,” Nayeon tutted, reaching down and patting your legs very gently where you stood- she swallowed audibly at the sight. “…I’ll bet you haven’t ever been touched here, hm?”
“N-No…”
“Not even by yourself?”
You looked away ashamedly and Nayeon drank in the sight with greed. There was something about you being so untouched that worked her up so much. “It’s okay, pretty girl,” she whispered affectionately. “Nayeon’s here to help…”
As she said that, her thumb came to graze over where your clit was through your panties, making you jump and let out a soft moan at the feeling. Heat flooded your cheeks.
“I-I’m sorry—“
“No need to apologize,” Nayeon chuckled, rubbing in achingly slow circles. “It’s natural…”
Beyond flustered you said nothing else, only reached down to lace your hands in her hair with quiet whimpers and moans.
Nayeon changed from her thumb to her pointer finger on her dominant hand, rubbing down your folds through the silk of your panties, and then back up— forming a rhythm as your tiny body squirmed above her.
“Feels nice?”
“…tingly..” You’d whimper out.
The urge to rip these damn panties off of you was eating Nayeon alive, especially when you whispered so prettily like that. She stood quickly, pulling away and moving to slip off her shirt. “Lay on the floor.”
Compelled, you dropped down obediently and laid on your back, swallowing as you watched the older woman’s skin be revealed.
She was slim yet fit, her pale skin flushed at the joints. Nayeon wore a simple black bra that hugged her chest in close- and when she took off her jeans you found she’d slipped on mismatched panties. It didn’t matter, her body was soon against yours anyways— her lips locking onto yours softly.
You’d kiss back hesitantly. Inexperienced and shy, as you always did with Nayeon. Her hands squeezed your hips and her tongue caressed yours— overpowering it and pushing it down as she explored your mouth with ease. In the end she left you panting, gasping for breath as she moved to kiss down your neck.
“N-Nayeon—“
“Shh…”
Her hands continued their rubbing and squeezing of your hips as she bit your neck enough to mark but not enough to break skin. Her kisses were hot and sloppy, and she left a trail of their warmth down your jaw as she kissed and sucked feverishly— marking this pretty angel as her own.
You’d kissed were a mess of whimpers, that achy feeling growing in your tummy as her lips met your breasts— sucking in a soft manner like a baby. You’d felt an odd affection swell as you cradled her head, meeting her hooded eyes and whimpering at the sight.
Pure lust.
Nayeon was like a demon, ravaging an angel for the first time.
You felt powerless, but not in a bad way. It was a relief. Getting touched for the first time. Feeling wanted by someone.
Her lips kissed down your stomach now, eyes glancing down and eyeing your wet cunt through your panties. “You’re so fucking wet…” Nayeon chuckles. “For an innocent virgin you’re a real whore…” and then her hands dragged down— tugging your panties with them until they were off and tossed across the room. Your father’s voice rang out in the church— echoing in your ears.
Blasphemy.
But why did it feel so good?
“P-Please..” You’d whimper, hips bucking up involuntarily as you sniffed and pouted.
Nayeon grinned. “I’m gonna touch you bunny, let me have some fun first.” And her lips went back to your body.
You were covered in stains of red lipstick and bites by the time she finished. Her teeth had imprinted onto you like a starving animal— marking your once clear skin all the way up. It left the ache worse to the point where you had begun to subtly grind against her knee for any support.
But Nayeon shut it down with a quick peck on your lips. “Be good now, okay?”
“Y-Yes..” You whimpered, nodding like a guilty pup. “Sorry…”
“It’s fine, I always knew you’d be a dirty girl anyway.” Nayeon’s hand ran over your thigh, making it shudder as you pouted.
“Dirty…?”
“Oh yes,” She hummed, nodding downward. “Just look at the mess you made on me. You’re begging like a pretty whore to be touched…”
You whimpered at the name. “You shouldn't say stuff like that…it’s bad…”
Nayeon shook her head. “Don’t preach right and wrong to me, little one. Just a second ago you were aching for me to touch your little pussy.”
You squeak. “Don’t call it that…!”
The older woman merely sighs, parting your thighs more and altering you so you have your legs pushed up, dripping center on display for her. “Sorry wet and needy…a tight little virgin all for me..”
“Ngh..” You noised, flustered and wanton.
Course Nayeon and that husky tone she used with you.
“If you say you’re sorry for preaching to me..” Nayeon began, her pointer finger just barely grazing your folds. “I’ll touch you…”
“I’m so sorry.”
The quickness in your tone made her perk, and she laughed softly. “So obedient…my, my.”
After a thoughtful moment of consideration, Nayeon lowered herself to be positioned between your legs. You flushed up to your ears— feeling her breath against you. “W-Wait, that’s—!”
Too late.
Nayeon’s tongue had licked a slow strip from your entrance up to your clit, rolling the ball around with a mix of her saliva and your arousal. It made you squirm instantly, hips bucking your pussy into her mouth.
Her free hand holds your leg patiently as her other hand runs its fingers through your wet folds, inching down to your entrance while her mouth busies itself with your clit.
“N-Nayeon…!” You squirmed, eyes squeezing shut. Your inexperience led to a short amount of fear, a coil tightening on your stomach—
With that, Nayeon’s fingers dip down to your entrance and she pushes inside– caressing your hymen at first before shoving in fully. You let out a noise of pain followed quickly by a moan of pleasure as her fingers thrust in and out of your tight little cunt– loosening you nicely for her.
Nayeon’s lips pull off your clit, eyes falling to watch the erotic sight of her fingers pushing and pulling in and out of you, as you squeezed around her like a vice. “Goddamn…” She cursed, looked back at you and then down again. “You take me so well…”
A moan falls from your lips as she fingers you faster, building you swiftly up to the edge, and it’s almost embarrassing how needy you are for more. The feeling of a knot building in your tummy makes you tremble, body shaking as you whimper.
“F-Feel icky…”
“Are you going to cum?” Nayeon husks, kissing at your leg as she digs her lithe fingers inside of your cunt even more. “Mmm…you’re squeezing so tightly around me babygirl…wanna cum for me? Let the whole cathedral hear the Priests little bitch whimpering like a pup as she’s fucked?”
“N-Ngh..~” Your hips shake as you press closer, nodding mindlessly. “Y-Yes— oh God, please—“
“Ah, it’s so bad to say that~” Nayeon tutted, smirking as she watched your eyes fill with tears from the pleasure. It only served to turn her on more. “That’s so sexy…cry for me baby..”
You whimpered, squeezing your eyes shut as the tears fell and your body continued to shake. “P-Please— feels so good—“
“Oh yeah?” Nayeon leaned back down- moving her fingers quicker. “I’ll bet you don’t even know how to finish, hm?”
“N-No..-“ You whimpered, sniffling messily as she fingered you. “P-Please—“
“Do you feel…” Her free hand slid up and pressed on your tummy, right where that knot was building. “Right here. A lot of warmth? Maybe a lot of tingles that make your legs feel like jelly…?”
You nodded messily, hips bucking.
“Good, good.” Nayeon cooed, leaning down to kiss at your neck as she continued. “Take a deep breath for me and relax your body— it’ll feel weird baby, but you just have to trust me…”
You did as she said, a soft cry leaving as your arms wrapped around her neck needily. “A-Ah..~ feels like- like-“
“I know,” Nayeon chuckles, her hand squeezing your hip now as she looked down and watched her fingers. “You’re not going to do…that, just trust me, and let it all go, okay?”
“B-But—“
“Come on, Y/n, be a good girl for me..” She’d husk, watching you squirm so desperately as you tried to hold in what you thought was something else. “Let go..”
You were panting and whining but had no choice but to listen to her— and so, with a heavy amount of hesitation, you let the final wave of pleasure roll through you like a blinding light as tears sprung into your eyes again— a choked sob leaving your tiny shaking form.
“Fuck—!”
Nayeon’s eyes widened slightly, a smirk pulling at her lips. God, you were perfect. She kept her fingers going steady until you had physically whined and moved away, a laugh bubbling from her. “Okay, okay, i’m sorry,” She smiled, pulling you back and cradling you against her body. “You did so well…”
“M-Mph..” Your face lodged its way into her neck. “…d-do you think anyone heard—“
You were cut off by the door opening.
“Great heavens!”
“Ah..this is rather private,” Nayeon grinned wickedly, shielding your body from the wide eyes of the congregation. Your dad pushed through and she quickly grabbed a shirt, slipping it over your body to hide you. “Time to go, little bunny. They found us~”
