The penthouse reeks of money. Not just the marble floors or the stupidly oversized abstract art—but the air itself smells filtered, perfumed with something floral and expensive that probably costs more than my weekly groceries. I’m hunched over, scrubbing a wine stain off the ivory rug near the floor-to-ceiling windows. My back aches. Always aches. Another Tuesday, another fucking mansion filled with people who’ll never know my name.
Then… giggles. High, breathy, close. Followed by the soft hiss of steam escaping under the bathroom door down the hall. It’s thick, smelling like jasmine and vanilla bath oil. Curiosity pins me. Clients aren’t supposed to be home during cleans. I creep closer, silent in my worn sneakers. The door isn’t shut tight. Just a sliver of light spills out. I press my eye to the gap.
Heat hits me first. Moist, heavy air. Then the sight.
My clients named Jihyo, Momo, Tzuyu, Nayeon. All four housemates. Swathed in thin, pink silk robes clinging to damp skin. Steam curls around them like hungry ghosts. They’re crowded around the vast, fogged mirror above the double vanity. No makeup. Hair wet, dark and slick against flushed necks and shoulders. They look… unreal. Like models dipped in honey.
“Fuck, Tzuyu,” Momo breathes, her voice husky. She’s tracing a fingertip down Tzuyu’s arm. “Your skin is like actual fucking porcelain. How is that fair?” Momo’s robe gapes slightly as she leans, revealing the heavy swell of her tits, nipples dark and pebbled against the damp silk.
Tzuyu laughs, low and easy. “Says the girl with the rack that could start wars.” She flicks water at Momo, droplets catching the soft LED lights. Her own robe is loosely tied, the deep V offering a glimpse of smooth, tanned stomach and the shadowed curve where her thighs meet. Effortless.
Nayeon, perched on the edge of the enormous claw-foot tub, giggles, kicking her legs. Her robe rides up, showing miles of smooth, toned thigh. “Seriously, Momo. Put those weapons away before someone gets hurt.” Her eyes, bright and mischievous, sweep over Jihyo who’s meticulously brushing her hair. “And you, unnie. Stop being so perfect. It’s rude.”
Jihyo turns, a slow, confident smile spreading across her face. Voluptuous doesn’t cover it. The robe strains over her hips, the silk plastered to her full breasts, outlining every curve. She meets Nayeon’s gaze in the mirror. “Just appreciating the view, Nayeonnie. Especially yours.” Her gaze drifts down Nayeon’s body, lingering. “Those legs could stop traffic.”
It’s raw. Intimate. A surge of heat, thick and urgent, floods my groin. My breath catches, ragged in my throat. My cock is instantly hard, straining against the rough fabric of my work pants. It’s unbearable. Without thought, my fingers fumble with my belt buckle, the metallic clink impossibly loud in my own ears. I shove my pants and boxers down past my hips. My cock springs free, thick and already leaking, throbbing against the cool air drifting from the hallway. I wrap my hand around my hard length. A low groan escapes me as I start stroking, slow and firm, my eyes glued to the scene inside.
Jihyo’s reflection shifts slightly in the fogged mirror. Her eyes, dark and sharp, flicker. Away from Nayeon’s legs. Towards the sliver of the door. Towards the shadow where I’m pressed. They lock onto mine through the gap.
Fuck!
Her gaze doesn’t widen in shock. It narrows. Sharpens. Like a predator spotting prey. A slow, knowing smirk curls her perfect lips. She doesn’t look away. She watches me watching them. Watches my hand moving frantically on my cock.
“Someone’s enjoying the show,” Jihyo purrs, her voice cutting through the steam and the girls’ chatter. It’s low, deliberate. Not loud, but carrying.
The other girls freeze. Heads snap towards the door. Momo gasps, clutching her robe tighter. Tzuyu’s relaxed posture stiffens. Nayeon’s playful smirk vanishes, replaced by wide-eyed surprise.
Panic electrocutes me. I jerk back from the door, stumbling blindly. My foot catches on the discarded mop bucket. Time slows. The bucket clatters. My legs tangle. I crash forward, shoulder slamming into the bathroom door. It flies open with a bang, and I sprawl onto the slick marble floor, naked from the waist down, my cock still jutting out, hard and obscene, my hand frozen mid-stroke.
Silence. Thick, suffocating silence, broken only by the drip of a faucet. Steam swirls around me. Four pairs of eyes burn into me. Fury radiates off Momo and Tzuyu. Nayeon looks stunned. Jihyo… Jihyo just stares. Her gaze isn’t on my face. It’s locked lower. On my cock. Her smirk deepens, transforming into something darkly amused, deeply carnal.
Momo recovers first, her voice shrill with outrage. “You fucking PERVERT! What the HELL are you doing?!”
Tzuyu steps forward, her easy-going demeanor vanished, replaced by icy disdain. “Get out! Now! I’m calling security!”
I scramble, trying to pull up my pants, fumbling, humiliated heat scorching my face. “I-I’m sorry! I didn’t mean–”
“Didn’t mean to spy?” Nayeon cuts in, her voice surprisingly calm, though her eyes are wide. “Didn’t mean to whip it out and jerk off while we were changing?”
Jihyo hasn’t moved. She slowly raises a hand, silencing the others. Her eyes finally lift from my groin to meet mine. They’re dark pools, unreadable. She takes a single, deliberate step towards me, her silk robe whispering against her skin. The steam parts for her.
“Put your hands down,” she commands, her voice a velvet whip. It’s not a request. My hands freeze on the waistband of my pants. “Look at you,” she murmurs, her gaze raking down my body again, lingering on my exposed cock. “Big boy, aren’t you? That’s… impressive.” A low chuckle escapes her. “Seems you were trying to ‘clean’ something else entirely.”
She stops right in front of me, looking down at where I lie helpless on the floor. The scent of her perfume – jasmine, vanilla, and something uniquely, powerfully her – washes over me, mixing with the steam. My cock twitches violently, betraying me utterly.
Momo looks horrified. “Jihyo! What are you–”
“Shut up, Momo,” Jihyo says, her tone brooking no argument. Her eyes never leave mine. There’s a terrifying, thrilling calculation in them. She crouches down slowly, bringing her face level with mine. Her robe gapes open further, revealing the deep shadow between her magnificent breasts. “You wanted a show, cleaner boy?” she whispers, her breath warm against my cheek. “You wanted to see us wet? Naked?”
I can’t speak. Can only nod, a desperate, jerky movement.
Her smirk turns predatory. “Good.” She reaches out, not touching me, but her fingertip traces a line in the air an inch from the flushed head of my cock. A jolt of pure electricity shoots through me. “Because you’re going to clean more than just the floor tonight,” she breathes, her voice dropping to a husky promise that vibrates deep in my gut. “You’re going to clean us. Every. Single. Inch.” Her eyes flick to the other girls, a silent command passing between them. Their expressions shift – Momo’s outrage fading into wary curiosity, Tzuyu’s ice thawing into something heated, Nayeon’s surprise blossoming into a wicked, intrigued grin. “Starting,” Jihyo says, her gaze snapping back to mine, filled with dark, undeniable hunger, "...right now."
(3rd Person POV)
His breath hitched, a ragged gasp tearing from his throat as Jihyo’s command hung in the steamy air, her dark eyes promising both punishment and filthy reward. He obeyed eagerly, hands trembling not from fear now but desperate, aching need, fumbling his pants back down past his hips, his thick cock springing free again, already slick and twitching, the flushed head glistening under the bathroom’s soft LED glow as he stared up at her, waiting.
Jihyo knelt down, her silk robe pooling around her knees on the cool marble, the scent of jasmine and her own arousal thickening the steam. Her hand, cool and deliberate, slid up the inside of his trembling thigh, fingers brushing the tight, hot skin of his balls before her thumb swiped roughly over the slick, leaking slit of his cock, making his whole body jolt and a choked groan rip from his throat.
A vicious shiver tore through him as Jihyo’s thumb smeared his pre-come across his sensitive head. "Fuck!" he gasped, his hips bucking involuntarily off the cold marble. Momo, frozen a few feet away, watched Jihyo’s bold possession, her earlier outrage flickering, replaced by a dark, fascinated heat that bloomed across her cheeks and down her neck; her breath hitched, sharp and audible in the steamy silence, her own hand unconsciously drifting to press between her legs over the thin silk.
"See something you want, Momo?" Jihyo murmured, not looking away from his agonized expression, her thumb circling the swollen crown again, making him whimper. "Or someone?" Before Momo could answer, Jihyo’s command cut through the haze. "Come here. Show him what happens when he spies on Momo’s perfect fucking tits."
Momo exhaled, a shaky sound, then stepped forward, her movements suddenly deliberate, predatory, her wide eyes fixed on his rigid cock glistening under Jihyo’s touch. She sank to her knees beside Jihyo, the damp silk of her robe parting to reveal the heavy, full curve of one breast, her nipple stiff and dark. Her fingers, trembling slightly only a moment ago, now reached out with shocking confidence, wrapping firmly around the thick base of his shaft beneath Jihyo’s hand, her cool touch a stark contrast to the furnace heat of his skin.
"Think this big cock deserves my tits, cleaner?" Momo breathed, her voice thick with a mix of challenge and raw need, her thumb mimicking Jihyo’s earlier motion, dragging roughly over his leaking slit, spreading the wetness as she squeezed him hard enough to make his vision blur. "You gonna fucking earn it?"
Momo’s grip tightened like a vise at the base of his cock, her thumb grinding relentlessly against his sensitive slit, drawing a ragged, desperate gasp from his throat. Tzuyu watched hungrily from the edge of the claw-foot tub, her relaxed posture gone rigid, knuckles white where she gripped the cold porcelain rim, her dark eyes wide and fixed unblinkingly on Momo’s hand working his thick shaft, a slow, deliberate bite sinking into her plump lower lip.
Tzuyu shoved off the tub’s edge, her movements fluid and deliberate, her earlier icy disdain replaced by a predatory heat that radiated off her damp skin as she stalked towards them.
"My turn," she declared, her voice low and thick, her gaze locked on his mouth while Jihyo's lips still stretched obscenely around his cockhead; she hooked her fingers sharply in his hair, wrenching his head back, forcing his gaze up the long lines of her body to where her robe had fallen completely open, revealing the swollen, glistening lips of her pussy hovering mere inches above his face.
"You wanted to peek? Now fucking clean it, cleaner," she commanded, her thighs trembling slightly as she lowered herself onto his mouth, grinding her hot, wet slit against his lips, the musky, heady scent of her arousal flooding his senses as her fingers tightened painfully in his hair, forcing his tongue to plunge deep into her slick, waiting heat. "Lick me clean!"
Tzuyu’s sharp command echoed off the marble as she ground her slick, swollen cunt hard against his mouth, the musky tang of her arousal flooding his senses, forcing his tongue deep into her hot, clenching depths. "Suck it, cleaner!" she gasped, her thighs trembling against his ears, her fingers knotting painfully in his hair and holding him prisoner against her needy flesh.
Nayeon’s playful giggle cut through the steam, sharp and hungry now, as she dropped to her knees beside Jihyo, her nimble fingers immediately joining Momo’s on his achingly hard shaft.
"Looks like the big, bad cleaner needs all our help," she purred, her eyes glittering with dark amusement as she leaned down, her breath hot against the throbbing vein on the underside of his cock, while Momo, taking her cue, shifted lower, her full lips parting to engulf one heavy, aching ball, sucking it deep into the wet heat of her mouth just as Jihyo, with a low, possessive hum, swallowed the leaking head back down her throat, her tongue swirling relentlessly over the ultra-sensitive ridge.
Tzuyu’s thighs clamped like a vice around his head, a sharp, startled cry ripping from her throat as her entire body seized, her slick pussy pulsing and gushing hot wetness against his tongue, forcing him to swallow convulsively as she shuddered through her climax. She slumped back against the vanity, panting, a sheen of sweat glistening on her dusky gold skin, a lazy, sated smirk touching her lips as she caught her breath and rasped, "Fuck... alright, girls... who’s taking that fat cock first?"
“Why not let him pick?”
"Momo," he gasped, his voice raw and desperate, his eyes locked on her full, trembling lips and the heavy swell of her tits still glistening with steam. He lunged forward, one hand fisting in her damp robe, yanking it open completely as the other gripped his thick, leaking cock, driving it hard and deep into her sopping wet cunt with a rough, animalistic grunt, her shocked cry of "FUCK!" echoing off the marble as her tight walls clenched violently around his invading shaft.
His calloused hands roughly groped Momo’s heavy, bouncing tits, thumbs grinding hard over her stiff, dark nipples as he slammed his hips forward, each brutal thrust forcing choked gasps from her throat and making her breasts jiggle obscenely. Jihyo and Nayeon watched, eyes dark with hunger, Tzuyu still panting from her own climax against the vanity, a low murmur of "Fuck yes, ruin her" escaping Jihyo's lips as Momo's head thrashed back, her fingernails digging into his shoulders.
Jihyo’s command hung thick in the steam as Momo writhed beneath him. “Choke her,” Jihyo hissed, her voice raw with command, and his calloused hand instantly clamped hard around Momo’s throat, cutting off her choked gasp mid-fuck as he slammed his hips forward with brutal, piston-like force, the wet smack of flesh on flesh echoing off the marble tiles.
Nayeon’s sharp, delighted giggle cut through Momo’s strangled whimpers as she dropped lower, her fingers finding Momo’s swollen, glistening clit and rubbing vicious, tight circles just as Momo’s body suddenly stiffened, arched off the floor, and exploded, a guttural scream tearing from her constricted throat as her pussy convulsed wildly around his driving cock and a powerful jet of clear fluid erupted, soaking his thrusting balls and splashing Nayeon’s fingers and the cool marble beneath them.
He ripped his slick cock from Momo’s shuddering cunt, leaving her gasping and dazed on the wet marble, then lunged for Tzuyu, locking his arms under her knees and around her chest in a full nelson. He drove his throbbing, soaked cock straight up into her dripping hole from behind, her shocked cry echoing as he impaled her deep, fucking her suspended body with savage, upward thrusts that made her scream.
Tzuyu’s scream ripped through the steam, raw and ragged, as his brutal upward thrusts hammered her suspended pussy, her slick walls clenching like a hot, wet fist around his invading cock. Nayeon and Jihyo watched, Jihyo’s fingers idly tracing circles over her own stiff nipple through the damp silk, Nayeon biting her lip hard, their breaths shallow and synchronized with the wet, rhythmic slap of flesh pounding flesh.
"Fuck, Tzuyu," he grunted, his voice thick with strain and lust, each savage thrust lifting her higher off the marble floor, her legs kicking helplessly against his iron grip, "this fucking tight little cunt... grips my cock like it’s fucking starving for it!" Tzuyu could only whimper, a broken sound lost beneath the relentless pounding, her head lolling back against his shoulder, eyes rolling white as the overwhelming stretch and friction tore another ragged cry from her throat.
Tzuyu’s entire body seized violently, her pussy clamping down like a hot, wet vice around his driving cock as a guttural scream tore from her throat, her hips jerking wildly against him while her slick juices pulsed out, coating his shaft and balls in her release. He dropped her limp, trembling body onto the cool marble, her chest heaving, then turned his burning gaze towards Nayeon, still watching with hungry eyes.
"You're next," he growled, grabbing her ankle and yanking her towards him before flipping her onto her back, hooking her legs over his shoulders, and folding her body brutally in half. "Jihyo?" he panted, staring down the length of his own sweat-slicked body at her as he positioned the swollen, dripping head of his cock against Nayeon's entrance, "Gonna save the best pussy for last." He slammed his entire length into Nayeon's tight heat in one brutal thrust, burying himself to the hilt as she shrieked.
Nayeon screamed, her manicured nails raking, sinking into his back as he pistoned into her relentless and deep, her voice breaking into breathless sobs of "Daddy! Oh God, Daddy, fuck me harder!" Momo and Tzuyu, still glistening and flushed from their own use, hauled themselves up, leaning against the vanity with predatory smirks; Momo traced a fingertip through the sweat beading on Nayeon's trembling stomach, sneering.
"Look at little Nayeonnie, squealing for Daddy like a cheap slut," while Tzuyu chuckled darkly, "Bet she cums just from being called out on it." Jihyo, her eyes burning with possessive fire, seized his jaw, her mouth crashing against his in a bruising, demanding kiss, her tongue plunging deep as he drove into Nayeon with brutal, unforgiving strokes, her own moan vibrating against his lips.
Jihyo ripped her mouth from his, lips swollen and glistening, her command a harsh gasp against his cheek: "Make that little bitch cum right fucking now!" He locked eyes with Nayeon's tear-streaked, desperate face beneath him and snarled, voice thick and raw,
"Cum, you filthy whore, cum on Daddy's cock!"
Nayeon’s scream tore from her throat, raw and primal, her back arching violently off the marble as her eyes rolled white and her pussy clamped down in spasming waves around his brutal, driving thrusts. He ripped his cock out of her sopping, convulsing cunt, her juices slicking his shaft, and flopped onto his back on the damp tile, his chest heaving, pointing his still-thick erection at Jihyo’s dripping slit. "Ride it, Jihyo," he gasped, his voice ragged, eyes locked on her heavy tits, "Fucking bounce those perfect tits.”
Jihyo smirked, a dark promise in her eyes as she straddled his hips, gripping his shaft firmly, guiding the swollen, slick head to her flushed, swollen opening before sinking down onto him in one smooth, greedy motion, her full tits jiggling wildly with the impact, her groan low and satisfied as she began a relentless, deep bounce, her nails scraping his chest.
Tzuyu’s long fingers worked slick lube over Nayeon’s trembling thigh, her touch surprisingly clinical despite the obscene context, while Momo knelt, murmuring filthy encouragement as she guided Nayeon’s hips down onto the edge of the marble vanity, spreading her wide. They didn’t linger though, their task a swift, efficient prelude; as Nayeon gasped, arching her back against the cool surface, Tzuyu and Momo exchanged a hungry glance, their attention snapping towards the primal rhythm dominating the center of the steam-hazed bathroom.
Jihyo rode Y/n with furious abandon, her voluptuous body bouncing on his cock, the wet slap of skin echoing off the tiles, her head thrown back as guttural moans ripped from her throat. "Fuck, yes! Just like that, cleaner boy!" she gasped, her nails digging into his chest, her own breasts swaying heavily with each downward plunge, the glistening tip of his thick cock stretching her wide each time she slammed down.
Tzuyu and Momo, abandoning Nayeon whose legs still quivered on the vanity, moved like predators, circling Y/n and Jihyo on the damp floor. Momo crouched right beside Jihyo's bucking hip, her own robe falling open completely, her large breasts swinging as she leaned in, her voice a husky growl.
"Look at her take that monster cock, Y/n! Holy shit, ram it deeper into that greedy pussy! Make her scream!" She reached out, roughly squeezing Jihyo's bouncing tit, pinching a stiff nipple hard.
"Yeah, give it to her!" Tzuyu added from the other side, her easy-going demeanor replaced by intense arousal, her eyes fixed on where Jihyo was impaled. She knelt, running a hand up Y/n’s tensed thigh. "God, look at her go. Such a fucking slut for that dick, Jihyo! Riding it like her life depends on it!" Tzuyu’s fingers brushed the base of his shaft, slick with Jihyo’s juices, feeling the powerful thrusts from below.
Y/n grunted, his own control fraying beneath the onslaught of sensation and their filthy words. He gripped Jihyo's hips tighter, his knuckles white, meeting her downward strokes with sharp upward thrusts, driving his cock impossibly deep. He locked eyes with Jihyo, a wicked smirk twisting his lips even as sweat stung his eyes.
"Hear that?" he rasped, his voice thick with exertion and lust. "They see you. They see what a cock-hungry whore you really are, bouncing on me like some cheap street slut." He punctuated the insult with a brutal upward slam that made her shriek, her inner walls clenching vice-like around him. "You love being shown up like this, don't you? Love them watching this fat dick stretch your tight little pussy wide open?"
Nayeon, recovering her breath but still flushed and trembling, slid off the vanity, joining the circle. She didn't speak immediately, just watched with dark, hungry eyes as Jihyo was verbally and physically ravaged, a small, satisfied smile playing on her lips as she saw the leader undone. The air crackled with shared heat, the scent of sex and sweat overpowering the lingering perfume, the only sounds the relentless slap of flesh, Jihyo’s ragged cries, Y/n’s guttural groans, and the girls’ lurid commentary urging them on towards a shuddering, inevitable peak.
"Fuck, I'm so close!" Jihyo gasped, her rhythm faltering as her cunt clenched violently around Y/n's thick cock. Nayeon's fingers traced slick, teasing circles over his tightening balls while Momo and Tzuyu leaned in, their mouths closing hungrily over Jihyo's bouncing tits, suckling hard at her stiff nipples. The room filled with their combined, desperate moans.
Tzuyu's middle finger found Jihyo's swollen clit, circling it fast and hard, slick with the mixture of her own arousal and the lube smeared earlier on Nayeon. "Make her fucking gush!" Momo demanded, releasing Jihyo's nipple with a wet pop and shoving Tzuyu's hand aside to take over, her own fingers rubbing Jihyo's clit in rough, demanding circles just as Y/n slammed his cock impossibly deep one final time.
Jihyo's back arched violently off Y/n's body, a silent scream tearing from her throat before erupting into a ragged, guttural wail as her cunt clenched in a vice-grip around his shaft and a sudden, hot jet of fluid sprayed out, soaking Y/n's lower stomach and thighs in a pungent rush. "FUCK! FUCK! FUCKING CUMMING!" she shrieked, her body convulsing uncontrollably, the squirting pulsing rhythmically as Momo kept rubbing her clit through the intense orgasm, Tzuyu watching with dark, fascinated eyes as Jihyo completely unraveled.
Jihyo slumped against him, chest heaving, her slick cunt still twitching from the force of her orgasm as Momo finally eased the relentless pressure on her clit. Y/n’s own cock throbbed viciously inside her stretched warmth, slick walls fluttering wildly around him, the intense friction pushing him dangerously close to the edge. He gritted his teeth, fighting the rising tide, a predatory smirk spreading across his sweat-slicked face despite the overwhelming sensation.
With a sudden, deliberate movement, Y/n gripped Jihyo’s hips firmly and lifted her impaled body clean off his shaft. A slick, obscene plop echoed in the humid air as she slid free, collapsing onto the damp tiles beside him with a shuddering gasp, her thighs instantly clamping together reflexively. He pushed himself up smoothly onto his feet, towering over the sprawled women, his thick, glistening cock jutting out rigidly from his groin, slick and gleaming with a potent mix of her juices and his own pre-cum, pulsing visibly with each beat of his heart.
His eyes, dark with lust and triumph, swept over the flushed faces staring up at him: Jihyo panting, dazed but defiant; Momo licking her lips hungrily; Tzuyu’s gaze fixed unblinkingly on his dripping erection; Nayeon biting her lower lip, a playful challenge dancing in her eyes. He ran a hand slowly down his abs, smearing the wetness Jihyo had sprayed over him, his voice a low, gravelly command cutting through the heavy breathing. "Alright," he rasped, tapping the swollen head of his cock, a thick bead of precum welling up instantly. "Who wants this fucking load?"
The humid air crackled with their collective hunger. They all replied, “WE DO DADDY!” before bringing their faces closer and sticking their tongues out, eager pink points glistening under the bathroom lights, breaths hot against his slick, throbbing cock.
His gaze raked over their eager faces as his fist tightened on his slick shaft. "This load ain't getting wasted, sluts," he snarled, the veins standing out on his forearm. "You share every fucking drop."
He began stroking himself furiously over their outstretched tongues, his hips jerking, a deep grunt ripping from his chest before thick ropes of hot cum splattered Jihyo’s flushed cheek, streaked Momo’s chin, and painted Tzuyu and Nayeon's eager, open mouths. Jihyo’s tongue, slick with his thick spunk, darted out to gather the mess before turning to Momo, locking her in a deep, filthy kiss, sharing the salty tang as Tzuyu eagerly licked Nayeon’s coated lips clean.
"So yummy," Momo gasped, pulling back with a shared strand of cum stretching between their mouths just as Tzuyu swallowed and purred, "Shared it all, Daddy!”
Y/n smirked down at them sprawled on the wet tiles, his thick cock still glistening. "Lick it clean, you filthy sluts," he ordered harshly, "Get every fucking drop off my cock," he instructed, “don’t forget my balls.”
They scrambled, tongues eagerly lapping his cum from his shaft and tightening scrotum, their mouths hot and greedy. Jihyo sat back, wiping her chin with a low chuckle, her eyes gleaming as she gestured towards the steaming shower. "Get that filthy cock in here, cleaner boy," she purred, "The bathroom floor's clean enough... time you washed us properly."
~Twice's Nayeon (x Male Reader), Smut, 2.1 k words, Oneshot
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A/N 1: PLEASE DON'T JUDGE ME
A/N 2: Another one shot and PURE bfh. Written in like 2 hours. Please see author's note 1
My apologies, dear reader, but this is not a story about the birds and the bees. There will be no perverse penetration, no repulsive reproduction, not even a smidge of foul fetus making.
It will, however, be raucous enough to feature other such deplorable acts, the likes of which I shall keep you oblivious— for story purposes, thank you very much.
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The lecture hall stood empty, projector humming as it shined rays of blue onto the empty screen. Even Professor Hark had left, rolling his eyes.
Save for two, of course. You, the undergrad student with certainly not enough time to be conversing about stupid things, and Nayeon, the TA who happily indulged in conversations less than intellectual.
You leaned back in one of the shitty plastic chairs the architect of this establishment deemed studious. “Oh, come on. You think it would be better to be a bee? What the fuck would you do as a bee,” you said in that tone you always took, the one that egged her on.
Nayeon crossed her bare legs on Professor Hark’s soft wheely chair, still a respectable distance away from the first row of desks you sat at. “Save the world? Bees pollinate a third of the world’s crops. What do birds do?” She asked, raising her eyebrows.
Always coming with facts. Arguing with your TA wasn’t always easy. Not that you’d ever let that stop you. “Birds umm— keep the seed population in check. Probably.”
“They eat worms and poop.”
“Better than what bees eat! Isn’t honey like, their own vomit?”
“You don’t like honey?” She asked.
You rolled your eyes. “That’s not what I said.”
“Then what are you saying?” She uncrossed her legs, skirt way too short for what a TA at a respectable university should’ve been wearing.
“That I’d rather be a bird than a bee,” you said shortly.
“That’s your premise. You haven’t given me any supporting arguments. Just like that paper you handed in last week. Didn’t I tell you? You need to show your work.” She said in that playful voice she always used.
You stuttered. She had a point. That big C on your last paper wasn’t an outlier for you, it was an average. “Well— just ask the tutorial next week. I’m sure they’d agree with me.”
“Still not arguing anything,” she rolled her eyes. “Just admit it, I won.”
You sat up straighter in your chair, unwilling to give in. “Well— you didn’t show your work either!”
“I gave you statistics showing why bees are important for the earth,” she smiled, challenging.
“That still doesn’t show why it would be better to be a bee. We’re arguing experience, not impact!”
“So, your argument then, is that eating worms is better than eating honey?” She eyed you with that look, challenging yes, but also something else. Something that signaled fire.
“I-It—,” you stuttered.
Nayeon stood up, long bare legs glowing in the fluorescent lights of the classroom, top 2 buttons of her shirt unbuttoned revealing her alluring cleavage. You tried to peel your eyes off of her, but her long flowing hair and even longer legs made that impossible. “Here’s my thesis: eating as a bird is worse,” she said slowly, grabbing the apple from the desk that always seemed to be there. She took slow, long strides towards you. “Now let me show my work,” she mocked, taking a bite from the fruit.
She chewed it long and slow, exaggerating every chomp of her teeth. The hypnotizing movement of her hips as she strutted towards you stopped whatever half assed argument you were coming up with.
She stopped at your desk, towering over you as you sat. She let the crunch of the apple talk for her. She was close— closer than she had ever been to you, closer than any TA should have been to their student.
She swallowed with exaggeration, letting out a soft gasp. Her large round eyes peered at you from above in excitement. “How about it?” She teased, raising the apple back to her mouth. She took a soft, slow bite. Slow enough you could see her lips enclose on it, see the bit she took swirl as her tongue moved it inside of her mouth.
You sat there shocked, mouth agape. You knew what she was insinuating, knew what came next, but god fucking dammit it was crazy. She was going to feed you like a bird? Here? Right after class?
Your remarks were snuffed as your mouth instinctively opened— not by much, maybe half a centimeter. She noticed. A light gleamed in her eye, mouth now closed, cheeks full. Like this, she kind of looked like a chipmunk. Or a bunny. Yeah, a bunny.
A hand on your shoulder, leaning down low so you could see her cleavage. Yup. You were fucked. Her eyes stayed locked on yours as her lips hovered over your own. This was all too much. Resolve now gone, you tilted your head back, mouth opening even wider.
Nayeon smiled through the apple still lodged in her mouth; then she released it, right into yours. Strings of saliva dropped, connecting the apple in your mouth to hers.
It tasted sweet and warm and unmistakably Nayeon. She stayed there, hovering too close, watching you.
All this over a fucking argument. All this to prove it would be better to be a bee. But right now, without a shadow of a doubt, you wouldn’t be anyone but yourself.
It was mushy, so much so you could’ve easily swallowed it. But you let it sit there. You held it in your mouth as Nayeon hovered over you.
“See? It’s gross,” she said, smiling like she’d won. Her hand was still on your shoulder, her body leaned over and trapping you.
You finally swallowed, letting out a relieved huff of air. Your breath shook, probably not from the lack of oxygen.
Nayeon’s breathing started to match your own, this unspoken tension between you two, between student and TA. All coalescing into an apple, a bird and a bee.
Your eyes flicked to her lips. “S— still better than a bee,” you stuttered, leaning your face closer to hers. Nayeon’s hand on your shoulder tightened and her lips parted slightly. “I wouldn’t mind eating like this— easier that way.”
Her chest rose and fell with her breathing. An amazing sight, seeing her cleavage bounce with every heave of her chest. Her cheeks were a light red, and when she grabbed the apple and took another bite, her movements were quick and efficient.
She chewed it, before aggressively taking your lips in hers, transferring the apple to you. You let it sit there once again. A hand left your shoulder, tracing down your chest through your shirt, down to your waistband.
“Are you… hard?” She whisper-laughed. But the mush in your mouth left your answer a jumble of sounds. She covered your mouth with a finger, shushing you. “Just chew,” she huffed, sliding your waistband down.
Your cock sprang free, throbbing already. You flexed it as you felt the cool air on your pelvis— and then a hand. Nayeon’s eyes never left yours, but her hand sent a jolt up your spine.
She sat in the seat next to you, shifting you so she was cradling you with one arm. It was humiliating, to be in this position with Nayeon, the TA you’d been bantering with for the whole term. So why you let it happen, with chewed up apple in your mouth no less was a mystery.
Her hand slowly worked up and down your shaft in teasing rhythms, sending shudders through your body. But Nayeon just held you, eyes locked on you, noting every reaction your body showed.
Her fingers felt like chains. She expertly released whenever you bucked your hips up, absolving you from the pleasure. And all the while she sat there, smiling.
“Swallow,” she said softly. You gasped as the mush pushed down your throat. “Ho— holy shit, Nayeon.” You huffed, body squirming under her touch.
Every throb of your cock was painful, but her hands kept working. Every nerve in your loins screamed at a thousand percent, pleasure unimaginable.
“See,” she mocked, but her breath too grew ragged. “Not a good experience.”
You tried to sit up, but the bliss on your penis proved too much. You could only lie there in her arms.
“Now that I showed my work, can you admit that I won?”
“W— we still haven’t proved the bee e— experience isn’t worse,” you managed, even through her strokes.
“Too bad we don’t have honey.”
“Nngh!” You groaned as her thumb brushed your tip. “N—no, but… maybe we can get some nectar?” You chanced.
She rose an eyebrow at you in recognition, a sly smile creeping on her face.
“Extracting nectar isn’t easy,” she breathed. “Especially when it’s flower blooming season.” But you felt her knees shift under you, unmistakably spreading her legs.
Her hand left your cock, and the absence of it felt like drowning. They fiddled between her legs, before she raised them in front of you. Her fingers were covered in moist slickness, strings of her own viscous liquid coating her fingers.
She shoved them into your mouth. With an ‘oomph’, your tongue lapped it all up. Thick and sticky, you let it coat your mouth as her hand went back, collecting more of her nectar. She shoved more into your mouth before returning to your cock.
You bucked your hips at the return of her hand, savouring her all the while. It had that taste— not exactly sweet, a bit metallic, but undoubtedly addicting. You swished it in your mouth as her hand picked up the pace.
Finally, you swallowed. You almost couldn’t believe how long you had lasted. You could feel your cock pulse in her hand, feel how wet her hand was with your precum.
“What’s the conclusion?” She asked through heavy breathes. “Did I argue my thesis well enough?” Her voice was hoarse and quick, despite the academic language she was employing.
Despite squirming at nearly every twitch of her hand, “I think— the argument is flawed,” you got out.
She raised her eyebrow playfully. “Oh?” She gave you a few playful stroked.
“Nng— yeah. I-it assumes I’d want to switch in the first place.” You groaned.
“It’s a would you rather,” she rolled her eyes.
“I know, but,” you breathed. “I just think humans have it down— the whole feeding thing.”
She let out a dry laugh. “Yeah?”
“Yeah. You mind if I show my work?” You eyed her cleavage, still so close to you.
She gave you a few brushes on your tip. “You’ve finally learned,” she smiled. Pushing her chest forward, she pushed her top down, revealing her chest. Perfectly pink nipples twinkled in front of your eyes. You’d tasted a modicum of things up until this point, but this was possibly the most alluring.
You latched onto her nipple. She groaned as your tongue flicked it, her hand moving faster on your cock.
Yeah, you were right. Human’s had it down. It didn’t matter that you were still in the lecture hall, or that she was your TA and you her student. These were your primal instincts, the things every creature, no matter how small, were blessed with. Feeding.
Who said it had to be animalistic?
She cradled your head, eyes closed, head rolled back in pleasure. You too were reaching your limit, the pleasure growing to a peak.
You felt her nipples harden in your mouth, could hear her moans. In contrast to the apple and even her nectar, the taste of her flesh was welcome. Such smooth and supple skin, it was nauseatingly beautiful.
Her hand worked faster and faster until your pelvis grew tense. She felt it, squeezing you harder, until your mouth left her tit as you groaned.
You spilled your jizz in a burst of pleasure, unsure of where it even landed, You just knew Nayeon’s hand was covered in it, still pumping.
You kept cumming, waves of pleasure slowly dissipating.
Your breathing steadied. Then you realized the situation as the post nut-clarity settled in.
You sat up quick, nearly jumping off Nayeon’s lap.
“What the fuck!” You screamed. “Y—you fed me like a bird!”
Nayeon looked around herself in shock, cheeks flaring red. “W—why did you let me do that!” She yelled.
“You were the one who talked about fucking— experience or whatever!”
Nayeon’s flushed breathing evened out as she took everything in. “That was you! But I—I mean I guess we settled it,” she reasoned. “Yeah, human. Humans have it better.”
I think six-seven months now, but I’m back with a new smut with Nayeon and Tzuyu.
This chapter revolves the first Twice-date a couple of years ago at a restaurant where they had dinner and talked.
For the life of me, I couldn’t find the restaurant that they ate so I made up a name, but if anyone does know, I’ll change it quickly.
Now Tumblr has a limit on how many words being used per post, so this will be part 1 of 3. I do have the entire chapter done, just breaking it off and releasing in hours each apart.
Now without further ado…PART 1
TAGS: Threesome, two one on ones, foot job, missionary, 69, lesbian, face riding, cowgirl
WORDS: 37958
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DING DIN-PUSH
You pressed a knuckle to the slices of pizza heated up from the microwave.
“Perfect.” You used a dish rag to gather the hot plate before closing the compartment and heading towards your couch, settling the dish down while settling on the cushions.
You’d planned it perfectly: no early alarm, no uniform, no dodging in the kitchen or talking to customers.
Just a plate of leftover pepperoni pizza, a basketball game streaming on your TV, and you stretched out on the couch in PJs as the announcer’s voice echoed from the screen while you pulled your phone to open Arknights, with the smell of cheese and pepperoni hitting you like a warm hug as you took a bite.
Halfway through your second bite, a call notification appeared from your boss.
Mr. Kwon
You swallowed quickly and hit answer.
“Afternoon, Mr. Kwon.”
“(YN) I’m sorry to call you on your day off, but I need you here at the restaurant now.”
You sat up slightly.
“What’s going on?”
“Can’t say, but it’s nothing bad,” he replied quickly, “just come with your work attire. Soon as you can.”
Your brows furrowed, but you didn’t push.
If Mr. Kwon was being vague, there was a reason, and after years of working together, you knew he wasn’t one to joke around.
Especially with this one with his tone.
“Okay then, be there in like 20 mins,” you said simply, already standing and tossing the pizza slice back onto the plate.
“Perfect, and another favor: do not tell anyone else about today.” He asked as you slow-paced towards your bedroom.
“Uhh, sure,” you said, “anything else I should know or bring?”
There was a small pause on the line before he spoke again.
“No, I’ll tell you what’s going on here. All I can say is that a couple of VIPs are here today. Sorry, got to go.”
The call disconnected, and you lowered and stared at your phone.
“…right, see you in a bit,” you said, putting the phone in your pocket. “Guess pizza will have to wait,” you repeated but wasted no time in changing. “VIPs, huh? Hmm…”
TIMESKIP
RING RING RING
You looked at the caller ID of the dashboard and pressed the “Accept” button on the steering wheel. “Don’t worry, Mr. Kwon, I’m a few minutes away.”
“Good, sort of stressing over here.”
“You? Nooo…” You joked as Mr. Kwon chuckled on the other side, “Whoever it is, I’m sure everything will be fine. Not like we’re hosting the president, right?” You joked.
“You’ll find out once you get here. Listen, it’s odd, but once you reach the back, you’ll be stopped and be asked for your credentials. I already let them know you’re supposed to be here.”
Halfway through his explanation, you did a double take on your car’s dashboard.
“Wait, IS the president really there?”
“You’ll find out. I must go.”
“Alright…”
DING
“Are we actually serving the president?”
Shaking your head, you turned onto the next street.
The restaurant you worked at, Epiticon, was a slightly above average restaurant.
Nothing like fast food, but nothing like the rich, suave, high class either.
It wasn’t anything much to brag about; the food is great, the service is great, and the setting is great.
All in all, great.
Driving through the streets, there were quite a handful of people about; being noon, there wouldn’t be that many, as most would be in school or work, but it does get crowded come nighttime.
But that’s what you liked about the neighborhood.
Calm when it is and lively when it’s not.
The drive wasn’t long and pulling onto the familiar street, your eyes caught something unusual.
A pair of black SUVs parked near the alleyway by the restaurant’s back entrance with two men in suits standing near them, with one of them stepping forward, holding their hand up to you.
“Okay, he wasn’t joking.” You slowed to a halt as the same one came around to your now lowered window.
“Are you Mr. (LN)?” He asked.
“I am.”
“May I see an ID please?” He requested as you looked at the other guy and then back at him.
“Sure, let me…” You pulled your wallet out from your pocket and took the ID inside and removed it, handing it towards the man.
“Thank you,” he then looked at you and back at the ID for a few seconds, “alright,” he handed you back the plastic card, “you can head in.” He waved inside as the other one stepped to the side as well.
“Thank you as well,” you said while slowly driving in, “now I’m starting to think it the president. Movie star? Could be one of those game shows too.”
As you rolled in towards your usual spot, you notice several vans and cars already parked.
The vans rose your idea of potential camera crews and equipment.
“Lot of cameras, maybe it is a reality show. Cool. If so, wonder what program?”
You parked in your spot, unbuckled and headed out of the car, locking it behind and making your way towards the back entrance.
First thing you saw were a crew of five on the outside part of the restaurant.
There’s plenty of tables put inside but due to the weather being almost the perfect temp, most occasionally asked to be seated out.
The five were putting up cameras and you spotted one holding a larger one, but you didn’t get a great look as…
“Ah (YN), you’re here.” You looked forward to seeing your boss waving at you.
“Mr. Kwon looks busy,” you said as your boss waved for you to follow him. “Are we on the news? Maybe a reality show?”
“I’ll tell you in the kitchen.” Your boss turned, and you followed, though your sight was on the multiple people pointing at certain angles as you shrugged.
After a short walk and through double doors, you two were in the kitchen now as your boss stopped and turned in place.
“Now this whole setup was requested about a month ago. I’m the only one who knows between everyone working here,” he said with a smile, “a couple of VIPs are dining in today and have requested to be alone, so I suggested our day off.”
“So not the president?”
You tilted your head and looked back through the door’s mini window.
“Nope, idols.”
You quickly turned to your boss, almost breaking your neck.
“Idols?” He nodded. “Are you serious? Which group?”
“No group, only a couple from one, Twice’s very own Nayeon and Tzuyu.”
“...” Your jaw dropped upon hearing Twice as your boss chuckled at your expression.
“No, fuck you, you’re lying.”
“Nope, their manager contacted me about having this place open just for them today. I thought it was a prank call, but after verifying, I quickly agreed to the arrangement. They’re going to do a blog or episode of some project and have requested this restaurant. I had to keep quiet till now. Couldn’t let leaks be released.”
You slowly turned to the window again.
“Holy hell…s-so it’s just us?” You asked, turning back to him.
“Yes. I’ll be cooking, and you’ll be serving.”
You were going to question why you specifically, but you quickly forgot you were the head waiter of the establishment.
“I trust you can handle it?” You nodded quickly.
“Hell yeah, I can.”
“Good, now I’ve been given specific instructions for you to not interact with them unless they ask for you; we’re not to disturb nor take their time from their own talks, as they’ll be recording themselves for the whole meal. Understand? Just tend to their needs when asked.”
“Hey, that’s fine by me. Ah, man, I’m going to serve Nayeon and Tzuyu.” You gripped your hands and pumped them in the air, close to your torso. “I owe you big time, Mr. Kwon.”
He waved it off.
“Pay it off with an excellent job. If this goes well, this will boost Epiticon majorly. Now go check the table and make sure everything’s in place. Triple check. They’ll be here soon.” Mr. Kwon ordered as you nodded.
You took a deep breath, feeling your heart thumping like it was trying to escape your chest.
“Okay, okay…relax,” you whispered, placing your hands on your hips and puffing out some air, “you’ve been doing this a hundred times a day now. This is no different.”
You walked over to the sink and splashed cold water on your face, gripping the edge of the counter as the cool sensation jolted your senses.
“They’re just two customers,” you said in your reflection, “incredible, stunning, globally famous customers, but customers nonetheless.”
You turned back and fixed your sleeves, smoothing out every wrinkle in your shirt. Though your fingers trembled slightly, you shook them out, slapping your hands lightly before heading out the door.
Every table had been cleared except the one where staff were working on it.
Walking towards them, a few looked towards your direction, and one, a woman, started to head towards you. Meeting halfway, you stopped, as did she.
“I’m assuming you’re (YN)? The waiter?” She asked as you nodded, “Has your boss talked to you about what’s going on?” She continued.
“Yes, no interactions unless they request it of me.”
“Good, they should be here in about ten minutes.” She checked her phone as you held your excitement.
“Just enough time for me to double-check the table.” You responded as she nodded.
“Wonderful, we’re doing last-minute checks, and we’ll be clearing from here.”
“Understood. So, it’ll just be them here?” You asked.
“Yes, we’ll be outside waiting.” She answered as you nodded, and she turned and pointed at the table outside. “Now we’ve set up cameras around the table to get a one-eighty view from the outside in. When they’re done, we’ll clean up as if we weren’t here. Just one question: do you mind if you’re in the video? We can edit or blur you out if you do.” She turned back to you as you shook your head. “Okay, then with that, we’ll finish up here. Thank you.” She bowed slightly as you returned the gesture as she turned back to her group and you headed to the table.
You looked at the two seats on either side of the table and smiled.
‘Holy hell, they’re going to be here! Hehehe, oh my god.'
You took a deep breath to relax yourself and paced towards and around the table, tugging the napkins into cleaner folds, adjusting a fork by less than a centimeter, then stepping back only to return once more.
A few minutes have passed and now you were standing still while watching most staff leave until the lady and one other stayed and looked around, like you with the table, before giving a nod towards another.
The same lady looked at you, “okay, they’re here, good luck,” she said and nodded as you did but slowly.
She turned to leave with the other member as you stared at the open door.
The faint hum of the air conditioning and the distant clatter from the kitchen were the only sounds, and your heart pounded louder than—
“Oh, this place looks so nice.”
“Mmph, really cozy. I like it.”
The two practically made the entire atmosphere shift, carrying a presence that was unmistakable.
Nayeon, effortlessly radiant in a coat over a white top/vest and jeans, her pigtails bouncing slightly with each step.
Beside her, Tzuyu, poised in a soft, casual chestnut long-sleeve and matching blue jeans, both beauties almost surreal in person.
You couldn’t believe they were literal steps in front of you with no one around.
‘They’re really here…damn…’
Nayeon’s eyes wandered the space as she smiled and whispered something to Tzuyu, who nodded slightly, her gaze doing a slow sweep of the area.
They stopped just a few feet away from you.
‘This is it. Don’t screw it up.’
You bowed respectfully towards them.
“Welcome to Epiticon. My name is (YN) (LN), and I will be your waiter today. Your table is ready,” you waved towards the table, “if you can follow me, please.”
Nayeon smiled kindly and nodded.
“Thank you~”
I'm Nayeon, and I just thanked you.
‘Wow.’
You kept your expression as neutral and professional as possible, even though your brain was firing alarms in every direction, leading them to the table set outside of the restaurant, where the weather was on their side—not enough to be hot, but the right amount behind clouds and a slight breeze.
Now out on the patio, you waved at the seats as Nayeon thanked you once more and set her items on the space on her seat while Tzuyu walked on the other side.
You pointed towards their table, arms behind your back.
“I’ll get you the menu and water.”
“Okay~” “Okay,” they both replied as you did your absolute best to not show emotion towards them till turning around, lowering your guard while mouthing the word ‘wow.’
You slipped back inside, grabbed the menus and a chilled pitcher filled with ice water, and walked back, steadying yourself as you walked back outside.
Both had already made themselves comfortable, with Nayeon leaning slightly on her arm as she scrolled her phone while Tzuyu sat upright looking around the patio.
“Here’s your water,” you said, filling them with the pitcher of iced water and leaving it in the middle of the table, “and your menus.” You placed down the two black tri-fold menus.
You stepped back with your hands behind your back while the girls started to browse.
“I’ll give you a few minutes to ord—“
“Actually,” Nayeon traced a finger on the top left corner of the opened menu, “…the scallops, are they good?”
‘Wow, she’s quick.’
You nodded.
“They’re our most requested appetizers. The scallops are pan-seared with brown butter and thyme. It balances nicely with the shredded vegetables and crispy noodles.”
Nayeon hummed thoughtfully while nodding.
Tzuyu spoke next, her eyes still on the menu.
“And the duck?”
“It’s a pan-roasted duck breast with a reduced cherry port glaze and served with mandarins, herbs, and charred cabbage.”
“That sounds nice,” Tzuyu said quietly.
Then Nayeon glanced at you again.
“And what about the beef wellington?” She pointed. “It says ‘best dish.’ Is it?”
“It’s our specialty. It’s my favorite dish here actually. The beef tenderloin is wrapped in mushroom duxelles and prosciutto before it’s baked in puff pastry. It’s rich and savory, and each layer of texture makes each bite feel special.”
You couldn’t help but insert that slight pun as Nayeon had a slight chuckle.
“Heh, so if we went out for dinner, this is what you’d order for us?” She asked suddenly as you opened your mouth; her words and emphasizing the word ‘we’ made you think otherwise.
“Uh, well I-I would, yes.”
Nayeon nodded.
“Then give us that then too, please.” Nayeon glanced at Tzuyu. “I think I’m good. Are you ready?”
You gulped while taking a breath.
‘Why would she say it like that?’
“I’ll take the duck then. I notice you have wine too.” Tzuyu asked as you nodded.
“We have a select few, but a solid selection.” You resumed your business side, “if you’re ordering the duck, most people prefer it with the pinot noir,” you explained. “It’s light and fruity and complements well with the dish.”
“Hmm…what if we want something heavy?” Nayeon asked.
“Then our Casillero is an excellent choice. Personally, it’s my favorite on the list.”
“…I’m fine with that,” Tzuyu said as Nayeon nodded.
“Then we’ll take a bottle of that,” you nodded, while writing that down, “I guess that’s it. Scallops to start, and then you can bring the others whenever they’re ready. No need to rush; we can be here for a while if needed.” Nayeon smiled and held her hands in front of her.
“Then I shall let our chef know.”
Bowing politely, you turned towards the inside of the restaurant, though Nayeon’s remark hadn’t left your mind.
‘That wasn’t…flirting? Right? What the hell am I thinking? As if Nayeon would do that to me.’
Pushing the door to the kitchen, Mr. Kwon seemed to be prepped already for what’s to come.
“Ready?” He asked as you stepped closer and handed the order and leaned against the counter for a second, “scallops, duck, and Wellington,” Chef Kwon repeated, checking the ticket.
“Yeah,” you muttered, “also both entrees don’t have to come out together; they asked to prepare them as best as you can.”
“Will do, it won’t be long for scallops. I see they also ordered the Casillero.”
“Yeah, Tzuyu drinks most of the group, so no surprise there. I’m heading back to give the wine and stand ready,” you pointed behind him as Kwon turned his attention to the sizzling pan already warming on the range.
The smell of butter and garlic was already creeping into the air as you went to grab the Casillero bottle from the wine shelf and pulled two clean glasses from the rack.
Your fingers slipped around the stems, and now you were walking back through the double doors, where you could hear Nayeon’s laugh before you saw them.
You approached with the bottle tucked neatly, now having their attention.
“Your wine,” you said softly, setting the glasses down and showing them the bottle.
“Would you like me to pour?”
“Please.” Nayeon answered as you lowered their cups and filled them with the dark red liquid.
You uncorked the bottle with practiced ease as Nayeon leaned her chin onto her hand, watching you closely.
You poured carefully into each glass, the dark red swirling before each one was placed in front of each girl.
Nayeon picked hers up first, swirling it idly.
“Mmm~ looks good *sniff* smells nice too.”
Tzuyu lifted hers too, took a quiet sip, and set it back down with the smallest nod.
“This is good.”
You nodded and placed the bottle down.
“Is there anything else you need?” You asked them, shaking their heads in response, “let me check your scallops.” You turned and headed back into the lobby, though you turned around and noticed them taking selfies with their cups.
‘Wow, I can’t belive they’re just eating right in front of me. Wonder how long they’re going to be here?’ You weren’t complaining though.
Turns out, fifty-ish minutes was the time they needed before finishing up the last of the Wellington from your pov.
And for the past fifty minutes, five of them were placing their entrees down or refilling their water when needed.
Other than that, being on standby waiting for their instructions.
Don’t get yourself wrong; it’s amazing to serve the two, and you understood they needed their space like any other customer, but serving only that ONE table was not the most fun you had.
You didn’t want to look unprofessional being on your phone, or you could be in the kitchen, but your boss didn’t need or want any distractions while creating the best variation of each dish they requested.
And he was right.
The girls seem to enjoy the meals with them taking selfies and Nayeon dancing in her seat with the first five bites of each-
WAVE WAVE WAVE
Nayeon waving at you broke your thoughts as you headed forward right away.
“Yes?” You asked, eyeing the plate of minimal leftovers of the Wellington.
“I wanted to say that we’re done.” Nayeon said as you nodded.
“And how was the Wellington?” You questioned as the two nodded with Nayeon beaming.
“Perfection! It was sooooo good~” She patted her belly as Tzuyu nodded, “thank you for recommending the dish.”
“You’re quite welcome. I’m glad you enjoyed it.”
“If it’s possible, may we see the chef to thank?” Nayeon asked as you nodded.
“Of course, let me get him.” You turned your back, pushing the door open toward the kitchen.
Mr. Kwon was cleaning his station, his apron faintly dusted with remains as he glanced up when you approached.
“They want to thank you personally. They’re about to leave.”
“Alright,” he took his apron off and placed it on the counter before heading towards you, holding the door for him as he stepped out into the main lobby and spotted the two, now up and standing under the frame to the outside.
“Chef?”
“Ms. Im, Ms. Chou, I’m Mr. Kwon.” He introduced himself.
“We just wanted to say thank you. Everything was amazing. Really.” Nayeon looked back at her table.
“The place is nice as well.” Tzuyu followed with her usual quiet tone. “Thank you.”
Kwon bowed slightly.
“No thank you. It’s an honor to cook for you both. I’m glad it was to your liking.”
“We’ll definitely remember this place and unfortunately, we must be off. We’ll tell the crew to come back and pick the equipment up.” Nayeon beckoned as Mr. Kwon nodded.
“Of course, again, thank you for coming.” Was the last thing he said before he left you three alone.
“(YN)? Mind escorting us out?” Nayeon asked of you, and a little more time with the two doesn’t hurt.
Nodding, you started to walk forward with the two behind you.
“So (YN), now that we’re done, are you a fan of us?” Nayeon suddenly sprung on you as you kept walking but nodded.
“Yes, I am. Your songs are catchy.”
“Thank you. How long?” She asked further.
“A few years, give or take.”
“Never thought you’d be serving us huh?” Nayeon grinned from the back as you nodded once more.
“Never. Won’t forget this day.”
Nayeon side eyed Tzuyu who returned the sight as Nayeon nodded.
“And here we are,” You stood near the exit and turned around to face them, “thank you both for dining here. We hope to see you again soon.“
Nayeon turned her head towards the table and then back while walking a few steps towards the exit as you watched her, but then she turned around, under the exit frame.
“(YN).” Nayeon beckoned you to head towards her near the entrance by waving.
“Yes?” You asked, approaching her as she pulled her purse over her shoulder as Tzuyu joined her.
“Before we leave, we want to say you’ve been an excellent server. So much so that we can’t leave without giving you a tip.” She added as you shook your head and hand.
“There’s no need for that. Your visit is well enough.”
“No, we insist, it was both an excellent service and meal as well. So here,” Nayeon held her hand out, holding a folded notepad-sized paper in it.
It wasn’t cash, but an offering from Nayeon couldn’t be bad at all, and your top thought was her number, but that was wishful thinking at best.
You reached to take it, but Nayeon pulled away at the last second, causing you to look at her grin.
“I wouldn’t read it now. Wait till you’re alone.” She said in a hushed tone as your guess of it being her number increased.
Your eyes went to Tzuyu, her cold stare right back as you returned to Nayeon, nodding slowly.
“O-okay.”
“Here,” Nayeon then pushed her hand forward, offering the paper again as you reached to take it, now in yours, “hehe~ thank you (YN)~”
You nodded while sliding the note into your pocket, your adrenaline increasing tenfold.
“Y-yeah, uhm, but I should be the one thanking you two. It was a pleasure to serve you and have you two dine here. I hope you have a wonderful rest of your night as well as your career.” You wished them well as they returned the gesture.
“You too.” “Thank you~”
They both turned their back and headed out the door, turning to the left as you bit your lips and pumped your fists.
“Holy-“
You looked down at your pocket, almost pulling out the note right away.
‘I mean, what else could it-‘
“You’re happy.”
You immediately turned to your Mr. Kwon walking towards you.
“Oh uh, y-yeah.”
“Heh, are they gone?” He looked over at the table as you regained some composure.
“Yes, they’re uh,” you turned to the door and back, “bringing the crew in.”
“Great,” he stepped closer, “I’d say the past hour was a success. Wouldn’t you?” He asked now near you as you nodded.
“Very,”
He patted your shoulder.
“Thanks for today (YN),”
You shook your head with a grin.
“No sir, thank you. Guess we wait for them to clean up?” You said as Mr. Kwon stepped closer and wrapped his arm around yours.
“Finally, we can talk about it.” Nayeon pushed the entrance to her apartment.
(For this fic, they live separately in pairs like IRL, but Nayeon lives with Tzuyu instead.)
“It’s about time we’re doing this. We’ve been talking about this for months now.” Nayeon said with a slight hop as Tzuyu walked past her while she closed the door behind her.
SHUT
“And you’ve been so picky with everyone we’ve seen, so I’m glad we finally agreed on someone.” Nayeon said from the back as Tzuyu turned while walking forward.
“Well, I’m not picking just anyone.” Tzuyu shook her head. “He has to be right,” Tzuyu crossed her arms, “if it goes through, he’ll be our first man with an actual dick and not some plastic toy. I just hope he doesn’t suck.”
“I think we’ll be doing most of the sucking~” Tzuyu rolled her eyes at her joke as Nayeon rolled her eyes, “oh relax Tzuyu. It’ll be a fun night, and so what if he does? We’ll just find someone else or forget about guys in general and continue with each other. No harm, no foul.”
“…”
Tzuyu remained still as her sight dropped to the floor tiles.
The silence from her had Nayeon frowning slightly; evidently this was no time for laughs, and she started walking towards her.
“Hey,” Tzuyu looked at her eldest, “you know we don’t have to do this.” She reached to her and placed a hand on her arm, rubbing it up and down as Tzuyu shook her head.
“It’s okay. It’s me. I know we’ve been discussing this night happening. I’m not saying no, but it is a new experience for us, to me.”
“Well I’m nervous too, but something tells me that (YN) will be great, and it’ll be fun. However, he’s nothing compared to you Tzuyu.” Tzuyu cracked a smile at that. “You’re above everyone else. I know you chose him too, but I don’t want you to do this if you’re not a hundred percent sure.”
“…are you a hundred percent sure?” She countered as Nayeon nodded.
“I am, but if you aren’t, that’s totally fine. We can do something else if (YN) gets here. Talk about our careers, sign something for him, see him off and never see him again. Then~ we’ll have fun after.” Nayeon grinned at the end as Tzuyu hummed…but shook her head.
“But I don’t want to ruin your night.” Tzuyu said as Nayeon patted her arm once more.
“You’re not Tzuyu; you could never, don’t worry.”
The two gazed at each other for a few seconds before Tzuyu broke it, her sight down again while taking a breath.
“…think about it; we have a few hours till then, so I’m going to take a shower, and we’ll watch a movie or something when I return.” Nayeon slowly draped her hand down Tzuyu’s arm and walked away.
STEP
STEP
STEP
…
…
“Wait…” Tzuyu looked back up at Nayeon, turning to her while waving a finger near her face. “I think I just came up with an idea that can work for both of us tonight. If you’re willing to, that is.”
Tzuyu tilted her head at her.
MEANWHILE
SQUEAK...SHUT…CLICK
You entered your place, closing and locking the door behind you while speedrunning pulling out the parchment that Nayeon gave you.
She instructed you to read this alone, and while in your car would have been your first chance to read, it felt safer to be at home instead just in case.
Of course, your first thought/wish was maybe either of their numbers or some secret social, but your luck wouldn’t be that grand.
‘Maybe it’s a teaser for their next song? That would be why she wanted me to see it in secret. Or maybe a code for a ticket to their next concert? That’d be cool. Oh enough wasting time.’
You opened it to relieve your thoughts as you looked at some words, numbers, and a time.
The slow realization was settling on your face as you read each character.
It was an address, a time for 8 PM with a 713 to the right.
Under that…
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Say you’re here to discuss something important and look presentable.
See you later ;)
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“…”
“…”
“…”
The paper dropped onto the floor as your hands unclenched.
You gulped while your hand covered your mouth, staring at the paper on the floor.
“…w-what the fuck…n-no…no way is this-…”
You quickly kneeled to gather the paper and read it once more as you gathered your phone, went to maps, and typed the address, ‘it has to be a prank.’
Putting in the address, it led you to an apartment complex, a very high-standard apartment, and you knew the area was part of an affluent neighborhood.
Putting all this together...
“Nayeon…really did give me her…t-this has to be-no, no this has to be real.”
You looked at the time on your phone.
4:53
“Three hours.”
Even if this was a total prank or joke, you’d be an idiot to NOT even try to go.
And it’s not like Nayeon would send you somewhere dangerous…right?
Nah.
You’d still have to go.
Your feet began bouncing in place as you fist bumped into the air, the excitement coursing through you.
“Yes! Oh my fucking god yes! Okay, okay I cannot fuck this up! Okay shower, I need to shower!” You yelled to no one as you ran towards the bathroom.
You locked your car and looked at the apartment complex in front of you.
It was certainly a view, as was the area around.
Higher standards than your neighborhood.
“Man, hopefully I look the part.” You muttered while looking down at yourself.
It was your typical interview-esque outfit of black trousers, a black jacket over a white buttoned-up shirt, with black dress shoes to bottom it off.
You raised a hand over your mouth and let a breath out to smell.
Not bad.
“Okay, here we go,” you let out another breath, this time of tension, and walked towards the entrance and into the lobby.
The glass doors slid open with a faint hiss, and the cool, conditioned air of the lobby wrapped around you instantly.
Marble tiles gleamed under the ceiling lights, reflecting the faint chandelier glow above.
It wasn’t just cleaner than your own building or neighborhood; it felt like another world.
‘Yeah, if I was a famous idol, I’d be living here too.’
You adjusted your jacket, stepping toward the front desk where a receptionist sat, tapping something into a monitor.
She looked up as you approached the counter.
“Good afternoon. How may I help you?”
“Good afternoon, I work for N-uh, Ms. Im. It’s work-related.” You whispered, trying to sound professional to the lady.
“Name?” Her eyes shifted around you as her fingers were ready on her keyboard.
“(YN) (LN).” You said it as clearly and normally as you could, hoping this wasn’t a hoax or prank as the lady typed for a few seconds before nodding.
“(YN) (LN)…may I see an ID for confirmation?” She stated as you nodded and pulled out your ID as normal once more, though your hands were evidently shaking.
‘Calm down!’
You handed her the card as she viewed it for a few seconds before looking at you and nodding.
“Perfect, Ms. Im is expecting you,” your heart exploded, ‘holy shit she is here!’ “I will let her know you’re heading up.”
Your stomach gave a huge flip, but you smiled and bowed your head slightly in thanks.
“Thank you.”
The walk to the elevator felt longer than it should have.
Each step echoed faintly until you pressed the call button, the doors sliding open in silence.
You stepped inside, the doors shutting behind you with a ‘SHUT’ as your reflection stared back at you.
Inhaling slowly, pressing the button for floor seven.
As the elevator began to rise, you couldn’t help but mutter under your breath.
“…this is really happening. Hehehe, I’m going to be with Nayeon. I-is is this a date?” You thought, “she did say look nice.”
Meeting them was all you were thinking about, but now this close, you didn’t know what was to happen.
Would it be too much to think that Nayeon would want this to be a ‘date’?
She did say that one remark about if you were out for dinner with her…
You shook your head.
“Nah, I had to look the part. Okay, DING, don’t fuck this up.”
OPEN
The elevator doors opened, leading to the elevator lobby, as you stepped out and looked for room 13.
Finding it, you followed the hall down.
Each step you took felt heavier, and your heartbeat tapped against your ribs as you walked toward the second door down.
You stopped in front of the door.
‘She’s right behind this door.’
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
“…”
“…”
“…”
CLICK
Then, the soft click of a lock turning.
The door opened just slightly, and your eyes were met with Nayeon's gorgeous face looking back at you from the small opening.
Only her face was visible and her light brown eyes.
She smirked, revealing the peachy lipstick still on as your emotions blazed.
"Hello (YN). I'm glad you've finally made it."
“Oh wow, y-yeah, I honestly thought this was going to be a prank.”
“Well, it’s not; I wouldn’t do that to you.” She said, still hiding in the small opening, “hey, is there anyone in the hall right now?”
You looked forward and then behind.
“No.” You answered, turning back at her.
“Great,” Nayeon started to open the door fully.
“And I told no-………..…” you were left speechless as Nayeon cracked the door open further and revealed herself… to be completely nude.
She watched your eyes widen at the sight of her body fully exposed before you.
Her hair, still in the pigtails she had at the restaurant, was flowing behind her shoulders now.
Her perfect, delectable breasts were visible with erect nipples.
You looked down at her flat stomach and noticed the slight trim of hair above her vagina.
The pink folds were already glistening, giving you the belief that she had been waiting and preparing for your arrival.
“…”
Nothing could've made you guess she would answer the door completely in the nude as Nayeon grinned at you, stepping aside to offer you entry into her home.
"I take it you like what you see~” Her voice was low in her cute accent, making Nayeon's tone sound more ravishing, "take off your shoes."
And Nayeon turned her back to you now, and you got to see her heart-shaped ass.
It was easy to be distracted by her boobs alone, but Nayeon's butt was also worthy of respect.
It was no Momo, but Nayeon’s was incredible to stare at.
‘Nayeon’s…naked…’
You had many questions for her but figured it was pointless to ask them.
If Im Nayeon told you to follow her, you follow her.
Her being naked increased that notion.
From the small hallway Nayeon disappeared around, and you took off your shoes dazedly before you could follow her slowly.
After you did so, you stepped inside, shutting the door behind you, and walked forward till you turned your head where you last saw her.
Now you were alone in her domain.
There was simply no going back.
And you weren’t going to back off if you were hoping as to where this could go.
As you stepped closer, you found a standard yet sizable living room with the necessities.
But the best part was the goddess sitting before you as you felt your dick stiffening in the front of your pants as Nayeon had her legs crossed, arms on her thighs, while giving you a playful smirk.
You didn’t know what to stare at, but her boobs were easily taking you over.
You weren’t one to ogle at a women’s T&A, not publicly, but this time it was very difficult as-
“Eyes up.” She brought her hand to your chin to focus on her eyes now as she smirked down at you, “hehe~ naughty (YN)~ very naughty~”
“W-what’s go-”
“Nahaha, not one word,”
“...”
“From now on, I want you to either nod or shake your head. Understand? Or you’re walking out of here wondering what could have happened tonight.”
“...” You nodded, not wanting to ruin whatever this was.
“Which is what we’re going to get to. It’s simple, I wanted an enjoyable day and what better way to end the day than having you continue to serve me even further~ That is your job, right? To serve people~” Nayeon grinned as your heart was racing too fast.
“...” You nodded quickly as Nayeon smirked.
“Now as to why I invited you here. I’ve been feeling heated lately and fingers and plastic cocks can only pleasure me so much. And sure, I could simply ask someone I know to help me, but I believe it’s best to have it be someone who I don’t see every day. Best not to create a tension with someone I know.” Nayeon pouted.
“...”
“Yet no one has caught my eye that I believe can help me out,” she smiled, “until today that is~”
“...”
‘Am I…are we…’
Nayeon stood up, revealing her lower region, now walking towards you.
“So here’s how it’s going to go. You aren’t going to say or do anything unless I say so. If I want you to eat me, you’ll eat me. If I want you to fuck me, you’ll fuck me. If I want you to stop, you’ll stop. If I want you to leave, you’ll leave. Understand?”
‘W-we’re really going to do this!?’
You nodded slower.
“Now of course, you’re not going to talk about this to anyone or anywhere. You were never here, and we never spoke after I left your restaurant. Understand?”
You nodded as Nayeon stood in front of you, her hand outstretched.
“Phone.” You reached in your pocket and pulled the device out, placing it on Nayeon’s hand as she held the power button and turned off the phone. “You’ll have this back when you leave. Don’t need any evidence tonight.” She smiled while waving your phone around and walked towards the kitchen table as you stared at her ass.
‘This is happening…holy fuck this is happening!’
Nayeon placed the phone on the table and turned to stare at you while heading back to you.
As she moved closer, she reached for you with her right hand.
You allowed her to pull you closer, feeling the warmth of her touch and inhaling the strong smell of her aroma.
Not a single word was uttered as she pressed her lips to yours and began a soft kiss.
You shut your eyes, embracing this moment as Nayeon plunged her tongue into your mouth.
Kissing her made you feel alive as she pressed her soft tits against your clothed chest.
Nayeon moaned into your mouth, feeling your tongues moving together.
'Holy fuck, I'm kissing Nayeon!'
You felt her left arm move behind your head, where she gently raked her fingernails across your back.
Her right hand pressed against your stomach, where she slid her fingers across your shirt, going down to your pants.
You opened your eyes when you felt her fingers sliding just above your cock.
Nayeon moaned into your mouth again, deepening the kiss as she gripped your cock from within your pants, through your boxers and gave it a hard squeeze.
‘So this is what it actually feels like kissing a guy. Not bad, he has soft lips.’
‘Holy shit! Nayeon is grabbing my cock!’
You made a muffled cry into her mouth as your lips broke apart.
"Mmm~, you're a good kisser. And it feels like I made the right choice~"
She spoke in a low voice, tightening the grip of her hand in your pants as you stood with your face inches away from Nayeon's, witnessing the sight of pure lust in her eyes.
The way she curled her lips, exposing her teeth, was such an expression that told you this woman was preparing to eat you alive.
“So, tell me~ have you ever imagined any of us in this scenario?”
“…” You didn’t reply as Nayeon gripped harder as your body jolted.
“Be honest~”
You nodded as Nayeon chuckled.
“Hehe~ doesn’t surprise me. I know ninety-nine percent of our fans, hell, maybe even just K-pop fans will kill to be in your position right now, so tell you what, if you manage to impress me tonight, maybe, just maybe, this won’t be a one-time thing.”
Her words entranced you.
“If. You impress me. Though right now, your cock is doing that.”
Nayeon rubbed through your boxers as you felt your cock twitch, but her hand released your cock and moved out of your pants.
Nayeon grabbed your wrists and moved both hands to her breasts.
‘Woah!’
Nayeon moaned as she moved your hands, feeling her hardened nipples rubbing against your palms.
"Touch them. Squeeze them. Show me how much you've always wanted them."
She smiled and let go of your wrists while you did just as she instructed.
You groaned at the feeling of her soft breasts.
They aren’t big, but it was an amazing feel to it, nonetheless, having the perfect mixture between perkiness and soft flesh, easily squished and kneaded.
Her breathing is getting heavier but also more relaxed as you explore her boobs with your hands.
Nayeon was probably aware of how badly you were wanting this.
You didn't have to say it.
Now you had them all to yourself, releasing your grip and pressing your fingers over her nipples.
She stood there, allowing you to play with her tits while she moved both hands down to the front of your pants.
The button popped free with a thud.
She then pushed the zipper down, making more noises while you grabbed her boobs again.
You lowered your head to plant your face between them.
Your movement distracted Nayeon, causing her to stop fiddling with your pants and moving one hand to the back of your head, guiding you to smother your face between her tits.
"Oh hehe~ that’s it~ Enjoy them (YN)..."
Speaking faintly, she stepped back a few times and sat down on the couch.
You didn't realize her movement as you fell to your knees and had your face smashed between her breasts.
Nayeon moved her hands to the sides of her tits, where she could pull them apart and smother your face with them.
Biting her lower lip, she moaned a soft purr as you flubbed your lips and began motorboating her boobs.
"Mmmmmmmm~ you're being very naughty. I like to see this from you. Show me the hunger you have."
One of your deepest secrets was beginning to come true.
The chance for you to have your way with an idol.
You raised your head and planted your lips down on her left nipple.
Nayeon looked down at you, grinning widely, patting your head, guiding you to suck her nipple while your right hand squeezed the other boob.
The way her eyes met yours, you felt the need to let go and allow her to guide you.
You were ready to become her loyal toy.
Your lips moved from her left nipple over to the right as Nayeon closed her eyes and threw her hair back, moaning as you sucked the other nipple equally.
"Ohhhhhh, yes. Do you feel how hard my nipples are? Because of you (YN)~"
As your lips remained locked on her nipple, Nayeon slid her hands to grasp your right wrist.
You didn't know what she was trying to do as she pulled your arm down.
Nayeon pressed your palm against her wet folds to let you touch her pussy.
The warm, sticky feeling of her wetness made your eyes widen as you gazed up at her.
She didn't utter a word to you as she moved from her spot and headed towards the couch, a small bounce in her as her butt rose and dropped as you gulped with anticipation.
Nayeon turned and sat on the edge of the couch, scooting forward as much as she could, spreading her legs and showing off her pussy to you while she fingered you to head over to her.
“Put that nice tongue somewhere else~”
You walked slowly, not believing that you were going to have a chance to perform cunnilingus on Nayeon.
“Wait,” she said as you stood still, “hmm, get on all fours,” she ordered as you did so.
Your knees and hands are now on the carpet.
“Good boy~ now come~”
Getting closer, you didn’t feel the tad of embarrassment as the prize was all on your mind.
You’d do more if you had to.
Crawling to her, you were closing in on her, but Nayeon stopped you with a foot on your head.
“Before I let you have this, tell me,” she lowered her foot and traced a hand over her slit, her finger collecting flowing juices, making her finger and flesh shimmer, “have you seen fake nudes of me or read anything dirty about me?”
“…”
I mean, what’s the worst?
If you answer truthfully, you were already in this position.
You nodded as Nayeon hummed.
“Hmm, have you ever jerked off to me?”
“…”
Now that was embarrassing to admit to her, but you nodded.
“Ohh I’m sure you do you horny boy~ But you’re honest and that’s what I like~” Nayeon then spread her folds with her hands, “and honest men should be rewarded~”
You looked at her and back down a few times before scooting closer, ready to worship her as you licked your lips looking at her pussy, waiting for Nayeon to give the order.
But she didn't speak.
Nayeon was quietly observing you, waiting to see how you would react with primal instinct for your desires.
You inhaled the sweet scent of her arousal before embedding your lips onto her vulva lips.
“There you go~”
She was happy you didn't need spoken encouragement to use your tongue; slithering inside, you closed your eyes at the sound of Nayeon exhaling a deep breath.
Closing your eyes, you missed out on seeing her hands cup her breasts, squeezing them upon feeling your tongue drive deeper inside.
You felt your efforts were rewarded with the sound of her soft cries of pleasure and were unsure if the heat radiating in the room was from the heater or the pulsing rush you were feeling.
Nayeon moved her left leg over your right shoulder and bent it behind your head to pull you more into her.
"You're doing good. Take it slow, that way, you'll remember what I taste like~"
Opening your eyes, you gazed up to see her face between her boobs.
Nayeon looked at you briefly before nodding.
She may have said it, but you weren’t going to waste this opportunity.
You wiggled your tongue inside her and then used your right hand to press down on her clit, sliding it between your index and middle finger.
Nayeon bit her lower lip, moaning as she felt the pinch at her clit.
You felt the soles of her foot pressing against your back, only encouraging you to continue your oral assault on her pussy.
You went faster, snaking your tongue further and extracting it.
Nayeon moved her leg out from your shoulder and sighed with a moan.
"Ohh forget slow,”
You felt your head being grabbed…
“Ravish me~” She ordered while crossing her legs around your shoulders, pulling you in, and you let out a groan as your face was pushed against her cunt, the smell invading your nostrils.
You still had breathing room, though, and your hands kept her wet lips spread as you pushed your tongue into her vagina, moaning into it as your tongue slowly slathered her outer walls before her legs pulled him in more, forcing your tongue to prod inside of her hole.
Nayeon moaned and shook as your tongue pulled in deeper, as slightly forced as it may have been, and your eagerness with lapping her pussy juices made her curl her toes reflexively as her hips slightly bucked.
“Ohhh this feels sooo goood~”
“Fuck~!” she whined, your nose pressing against her clit.
Gasping, her core spasmed as your tongue lashed out and licked her messy cunt from her gushing hole to her urethra, lips sucking at her as you drank in her essence.
Nayeon shuddered and smiled from the pleasure, but she let out a little yelp when your lips suddenly started to attack her pussy again.
She groaned and ran her hands through your hair, panting as you went back to eating her out so quickly after she'd just cum.
You had a decently long tongue, and it was strong, slipping inside her and writhing, licking her as deep as it could reach.
Her inner walls clutched at it, but it slipped away, curling against her outer labia as you sucked on her pussy like a dying man at the limit of thirst.
Every sturdy suck was felt deep in the pit of her stomach, the pressure building as you tightened your hold on her, moving your mouth side to side, motorboating her snatch.
Nayeon tried to stifle herself, but it was hopeless, her brow furrowing as she sung sweetly, pleasure rolling through her pelvis.
Her toes spread as your nose nudged her clitoris, teasing it, your pursed lips sucking at her labia.
She clutched at your hair, tugging at it roughly, her heels pressing into the foot of the couch as she rode your face, swiveling her hips and finding that perfect spot.
“Ahhn~! Nnngh~! Yesss~! Haaaah! Right there,” she whimpered, thighs tensing as she thrust against his sloppy mouth, “Ahhh~! Oooh right fucking there!”
Her insides roiled with heat, her skin erupting in goosebumps as she humped your face, hunched over as she clutched your head desperately.
She didn’t know how you could breath, she was smothering you with her cunt, and yet your mouth continued to feast, driving her to even more glorious heights.
The pressure in her lower belly grew and grew, a delicious tightening that threatened to unravel.
When your lips moved higher, your neck bending back, your mouth swallowed her clit.
Nayeon buckled, howling, your tongue swirling and flicking at her sensitive bundle until she couldn’t take it any more.
Her pussy was ready to tap out.
“(YN)! Hmmmngg~ You’re g-gonna make me cuuuuum~” she shuddered, voice cracking as you slurped over her clitoris, suckling on it directly.
Sparks of pleasure lanced up her spine, through her entire body, setting her on fire.
Her orgasm felt like an explosion, her inner walls spasming wildly.
Her scream got caught in her throat, head thrown back as she jerked and rode your face, squirting violently as you lapped and sucked and wrung every ounce of pleasure from her pathetic, weak pussy.
Over and over, the pleasure crested and then retreated, then crested again, Nayeon becoming delirious as she gasped brokenly, her insides pulsing.
At some point, it must have been too much, her vision dimming because the next thing she knew, she was laying on her back across the couch, her legs spread obscenely with your face drenched in her arousal.
Holy fuck this felt better than she thought it would.
Nayeon eased her legs and panted, looking up at the ceiling.
“Pant…pant…pant…oh wow…fuck that was amazing…” she scooted back to look down at you, “you made me cum so fast.”
You merely nodded as Nayeon got up, snapping her fingers with her right hand, motioning for you to rise.
Once you stood up, Nayeon gripped the ends of your shirt and pulled it over your head.
You tossed the shirt to the floor, setting your eyes onto hers once more.
She threw her arms around you, pulling you in for her bare breasts to now brush against your nude chest.
“Kiss me~”
You pressed your lips against hers, eager to go for another round of passionate kissing as Nayeon moaned as their tongues moved together.
You listened to her, kissing slowly while her nipples rubbed against your chest as your hands explored her body, feeling all her sexy curves as you moved to her hips.
Nayeon broke the kiss and smiled at you.
"Now it's my turn to be on my knees~"
Stepping aside, she guided you to sit down on the couch.
Once you were seated, Nayeon fell to her knees between your legs; her voice sounded more devious, and the way she looked at you was that of a wicked woman.
With your help, she pulled down your trousers, revealing your underwear and the buldge behind.
"Oh, you poor thing~ I’ll free you~"
Nayeon gritted her teeth as she parted her lips, teasing you with her lustful expression as she tugged your underwear down.
‘Holy shit!? Im Nayeon is going to suck my cock!’
Nayeon hasn’t seen a guy's cock before, just in porn and the plastic toys she had in her drawer, but she knew what to expect.
But now, she was beginning to realize that maybe she didn’t know as much as she thought she did.
It hung between them, bobbing as it twitched and flexed, the powerful root on the underside taut and menacing as Nayeon stared at it in wonder.
Sparse hair surrounded the base and across your balls, and she watched in fascination as your
shaft hardened and stretched, the glans thickening as it filled with blood.
As the skin grew taut, she saw the webbing veins swelling up, blue beneath your healthy skin.
The tip flushed red in arousal, as did part of the shaft, and Nayeon felt her uterus clench.
“So this is what it actually looks like.”
Soon Nayeon gripped it with her right hand while using the other hand to push your underwear down to your ankles as you shook your feet to get the final piece of your clothing completely off your body though groaning as Nayeon was gripping your cock a bit too hard.
Your skin blazing against her palm as Nayeon squeezed it firmly and felt that small bit of give, compressing, but you were completely iron underneath.
‘She’s touching-oh I don’t care if I die tomorrow! This is what I’d want my last day to be like!’
You were both naked now as you looked into her deep brown eyes and felt her fingers tightening around your shaft.
Nayeon stroked it slowly while holding the crown tip directly under her chin.
‘Wonder how far he can take this? Should I go slow or fast? Hmm~’
"You are going to sit back and watch me. Think of it as a ‘personal’ concert~"
She continued to stroke your shaft while your cock twitched at each pump.
‘God I’ve only ever jerked off to her with those nude fakes online and for the real Nayeon to be on her knees in front of me…thank everything!’
The bliss on your face was what Nayeon wanted to see.
"Hehe~ I can see the excitement in your eyes. I'm going to make you feel so good~ Just sit back, relax, and watch me."
With your eyes following her every move, Nayeon quit stroking your cock.
Her hand rested at the base as she parted her lips and kissed the head. This was the start of her oral sensations.
Nayeon locked her eyes on your face as she slid your pole between her lips.
'Mmmmmmm', the muffled moan sent vibrations into you as she began to slowly suck. You took a deep breath and moaned.
"Ohhhhhh~ fuck~"
“Shh, no talking,” Nayeon stopped sucking for a moment, waving a finger at you as gulped and nodded.
‘Damn, better keep quiet. Fuck if only I had my phone.’
Before this day, you had enjoyed a few blowjobs before in your life from former girlfriends.
They were already a complete afterthought to the way Nayeon was making love to your shaft with her mouth.
She pushed it down her throat to make her lips meet with her index finger at the base.
Slowly, she moved back up and then repeated the process to bob her lips up and down.
You had never experienced this kind of pleasure in your life, and all you could do was moan as Nayeon took her time, sucking your cock like a candy stick.
‘I’m getting a blow job from Nayeon…oh fuck...’
Her eyes were still locked on you as you shut them and moaned out.
"Hmmm!"
Your loud moan caused her to stop.
Nayeon withdrew your shaft from her lips with an audible pop as her hand squeezed it tightly as she twisted her fingers.
"I told you to sit back and relax."
Nayeon smirked as she began pumping her hand up and down.
She jerked your cock slowly as she looked into your eyes and replied.
"I'm in control here or do you not want to go any further~?"
You shook your head slowly; screwing up this night would be forever on your mind.
“Good.”
Nayeon remained confident in you as she enveloped her lips around the head of your cock.
She pushed it into her mouth and returned to sucking, bobbing her head up and down at the slow pace.
You swallowed your breath, crying out to her softly as you leaned back on the couch and gave in to her words of wisdom.
You let go, allowing her full control over you as she sucked your cock.
As she slowly moved her lips, Nayeon saw the change in your face.
She closed her eyes and removed her fingers from the base.
It was time to test your commitment to her as she pushed your shaft further down her throat.
Exhaling deeply, you reminded yourself not to over-react as you watched the entire length of your shaft disappear between her lips.
You gulped softly as Nayeon pulled her lips back, sucking harder as she shut her eyes in concentration.
She was satisfying her own lustful appetite she had for your throbbing cock.
Her movement remained as slow as ever as she pushed it to the depths of her throat again, deepthroating you once more.
Nayeon opened her eyes, watching your face to detect your emotions.
Happy to see you didn't react expressively this time, she pulled her lips to the head and released your shaft from her mouth with another pop with your cock flopped against your stomach, her saliva splattering about you.
“Hmm~ I think I enjoy making you moan and squirm. If only you could see how cute you are when you're under my control."
There was no disputing that fact.
Nayeon had you under her thumb or mouth?
Who cares.
‘Wonder if he feels something if I do this~’
She moved her head down to your balls and kissed the hanging sack.
Her hand slowly jerked you while she licked your balls, amused at your reaction as she hummed.
‘So he likes it, these do feel odd, but not terrible. Maybe go back to the basic.’
Nayeon was indeed the one firmly in control as she pushed the tip of your cock into her mouth, moaning softly and taking the whole head, her right hand and left hand moving to cup your balls and grip the base of your cock, respectively.
She rolled your balls around, squeezing them lightly as her head bobbed up and down on the head of his cock, her mouth slowly moving past that to take in some of your shaft.
‘Oh fuck she’s good…’
She moaned around what she had in her mouth, her left hand stroking whatever she wasn't sucking as her right hand kept teasing your balls before moving to join her other hand on your pole.
She smiled and kept stroking your genitals with her hands, pumping your shaft and teasingly rolling them in her grasp more as she kept blowing you.
She slowly moved her mouth further down and then back up, soon taking half of your penis into her mouth and moaning around it as she kept stroking along, her eyes fixed on his to make sure that you were still looking at her.
While your eyes were rolling back, you did still try to see what she was doing, and she grinned and pushed her head down as deeply as she could manage, one hand still on the base of your shaft and the other moving to tickle your balls.
She was putting in a lot of effort into sucking you off, and you were loving every moment of it…till…
‘It feels amazing! I do-don't know how m-much longer I can la-last.’ You squirmed harder as Nayeon smirked to herself and doubled down on her efforts, squeezing harder and sucking faster.
Feeling you start to groan and feeling your penis twitch, she prepared herself for your release.
"Hmph!" You muffled your shout.
Just then Nayeon felt your load rush into her mouth, shooting wave after wave inside.
She couldn't help but be surprised by how much of it there was, but luckily her sessions with her friends helped her not gag on the volume of it, though that didn't stop some of it from spilling on her breast.
After you were done ejaculating, Nayeon proceed to swallow your seed.
It tasted slightly different from Tzuyu, not as sweet though, but warm yet it didn’t stop her from scooping it from her breast and cleaning herself of it.
You meanwhile were lying flat out on the back cushions, trying to catch your breath.
“Now that was a treat, how was it~” She questioned as you nodded, "oh don't get too comfortable, we still got to stick this inside of me." She finished, placing her hand on your semi-erect dick.
You couldn't help but get excited after hearing her say that, your shaft soon rising to full length once more, and Nayeon couldn't stop the grin on her face.
"Well looks like you're ready to go." She said as she started to straddle you, "and you better fuck me good (YN)~" You nodded in response looking up at her.
Nayeon reached down between you, wrapping her delicate fingers around your renewed hardness.
She clamped her thighs together as the burn in her loins became unbearable and was delighted in the shiver that passed through your body as she stroked your thick length, spreading the bead of precum that had gathered at the flushed tip.
Guiding herself, Nayeon straddled your hips and positioned herself above your cock.
She smiled down at you sultrily, taking in your flushed cheeks and lust-darkened eyes.
Reaching behind, she spread her still-glistening folds and circled her entrance with your engorged head, coating him in her slickness.
You groaned at the intimate contact, hands coming to rest on her swaying hips as you watched yourself disappear within her.
Nayeon slowly lowered herself down, breath hitching at the delicious stretch.
When you were fully sheathed, she took a moment to savor the feeling of being so intimately filled.
"Now it's my turn to use this magnificent cock for my pleasure," she sighed, rolling her hips in a tight circle.
As Nayeon began to slowly raise and lower herself on your thick length, they both moaned softly at the exquisite friction.
You filled her so completely she could feel herself clenching around your girth with every movement.
SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP
Bracing her palms on your chest, Nayeon gradually increased her tempo.
Your hands came up to caress her bouncing breasts, pinching her pebbled nipples just hard enough to draw gasps from her kiss-swollen lips.
The sight of this goddess riding your cock with abandon soon had you clutching at her hips, meeting each downward grind with shallow thrusts of your own.
Nayeon cried out encouragement, bouncing faster on your length until their flesh made slick slapping noises.
"You feel so good inside me," she panted, fingers finding her clit to rub tight circles.
The added stimulation sent waves of pleasure crashing through her, and soon her walls were fluttering around your cock.
As Nayeon’s movements drove them both to new heights of ecstasy, you felt her inner walls begin to spasm tightly around your throbbing length.
She threw her head back with a keening wail, fingers furiously working her swollen clit.
The feel of her climax gripping him with pulsing ripples like a velvet vice was your undoing.
With a guttural groan, you thrust up hard as ropes of hot seed erupted from him to fill her quim.
Nayeon shuddered through the aftershocks, grinding her hips in slow circles to milk every drop from you.
As your cock began to soften inside her, the intimate contact of their climaxing flesh sent aftershocks crackling through them both.
Collapsing together in a sweat-sheened tangle, they panted to catch their breath.
You could feel Nayeon’s inner walls still fluttering weakly around your sensitive member, clenched tight within her.
As their heart rates slowed, sated smiles spread across your kiss-bruised lips.
Skin to slippery skin, they drifted down from cloud nine in a blissfully wrung-out embrace.
As their breathing slowed, Nayeon lifted her head to meet your eyes with a sated smile.
"Oh, so much fucking better than plastic," she purred, running her hands along the lines of your sculpted torso, "that was what I needed."
You nodded while your semi-heavy breaths were lowering as Nayeon grinned as she traced a finger under your chin.
“But I need more, oh so much more (YN)~”
You were beyond delighted to hear and nodded as Nayeon pulled you closer to press a tender kiss to your lips.
Your spent cock gave an interested twitch at her words, reviving swiftly as her hand drifted down to stroke you as Nayeon rewarded your eagerness with a searing open-mouthed kiss, grinding her slick folds against your re-awakening hardness.
As your renewed arousal stiffened against her thigh, Nayeon gave you a sultry smile over her shoulder.
"Ready?"
You nodded as she rolled gracefully off and placed her hands and knees onto the couch and scooted forward while you watched her butt shifting.
Onto her hands and knees, she reached at the end of the couch, holding onto the armrest while looking back, presenting her glistening sex and tight rear to you in open invitation.
You swallowed thickly at the erotic sight as Nayeon wiggled her hips enticingly.
"Come here (YN)~"
Without a second, you positioned herself behind her as you softly traced your gentle fingers up her folds, collecting the dewy arousal pooling there.
Nayeon keened and pushed back against your touch, already grinding her hips in small circles.
Positioning yourself at her entrance, you sank your cock slowly once more, savoring her velvet heat clasping you.
Nayeon threw her head back with a gasp, then looked over her shoulder with a wanton smile.
"More...give me everything you have," she demanded huskily.
You grasped her hips and began to thrust in earnest, lost in the erotic sight of your joined flesh.
Nayeon cried out in pleasure as you set a punishing pace, your hips slapping against her rear with each forceful thrust.
"Yes, just like that!" she urged breathlessly over her shoulder, meeting your powerful strokes with counter-movements of her own. "Fuck me with everything you have! I want to feel you for days!"
SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP
Spurred by her demands, you pounded into her velvet heat with abandon.
Your balls slapped wetly against her clit with each impact, drawing cries from deep in Nayeon's throat.
Reaching beneath her, he rolled her engorged nub between thumb and forefinger, driving her higher.
Nayeon's walls began to flutter wildly around your cock as her climax approached.
SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP
"I'm so close, don't stop!" she begged wantonly.
You redoubled your efforts, pistoling in and out of her greedy quim at a brutal pace.
As Nayeon's climax gripped you, you felt her inner walls begin to spasm frantically around your throbbing length.
She threw her head back with a keening wail, the sight and sounds of her unravelling pushing him to the brink.
When her channel began to ripple in pulsing waves, milking your cock with velvet heat, it proved your undoing.
With a guttural groan, you slammed your hips flush to hers and plunged deep as thick ropes of seed erupted from you.
SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP
“HMMPH!”
Nayeon shuddered through the aftershocks, grinding her hips back to take you fully with each pulse.
The intimate contact of your climaxing flesh sent crackling aftershocks through you both.
As your cock began to soften inside her still-clenching channel, you collapsed heavily over her sweat-slick back.
They panted to catch your breath, skins sticking together deliciously in the aftermath of passion.
Though sated, Nayeon's inner muscles continued to flutter weakly, coaxing every drop of essence from your spent cock.
Skin to slippery skin, they floated down in a blissfully wrung-out embrace.
As your breathing slowed, Nayeon rolled to face you with a sated smile.
Her eyes gleamed with warmth and satisfaction as she traced gentle fingers along your cheek.
"I…really made the right choice," she purred, pressing a languid kiss to your lips.
You sighed into the intimate contact, relishing the taste of her on your tongue.
Nayeon deepened the kiss hungrily, conveying all her pleasure and gratitude for your skilled attention.
When they parted at last, she gazed down at you in open adoration.
"I need your cock in me again, one more," Nayeon praised, nipping your kiss-swollen lips, "I have to ride you again,”
Hey, you weren’t going to say no.
Nayeon pushed your shoulders back onto the couch in sitting position as Nayeon turned around, her ass in front of you as you gulped.
“Hmm~ Do you like my butt?”
She played around with her butt, making it jiggle and squeezing it a few times as your cock twitched at the motion.
You nodded as Nayeon chuckled.
“Hehe, course you do, it’s no surprise designers make us wear revealing skirts and shorts; it brings in quite the views and gives the horny Onces a treat. Sometimes I can’t help but stare at my friend’s asses too. Momo’s especially. Do you like Momo’s ass (YN)?”
You nodded, and Nayeon nodded back with a smirk as she turned halfway to you.
“Whose ass is better~”
You pointed at Nayeon’s quickly as she smiled.
“Right answer~ Hmm~ I bet you want to do more than watch my ass?” Nayeon then pulled her left cheek to see her brown star, “do you want to fuck my ass (YN)~ I bet you do you naughty boy~” She patted the other side, “imagine you cumming inside my tight asshole~”
Your cock wasn’t hiding the temptation as you felt blood rush to it.
“…”
You didn’t know what to answer though.
Would she want a yes?
Would that be too forward?
Is she tempting you to say yes?
“…”
“Three…two-”
You nodded in between two and one as Nayeon grinned.
“Well sorry,” Nayeon unheld her butt, her cheeks bouncing just slightly, “My ass is off limits tonight. I know if you fucked me there, I’ll be feeling it and I can’t really afford that this week, but it does confirm what you wanted~”
“…”
‘Well there goes that,’
“But at least your dick is ready to go~” She looked down at your cock upright,
Nayeon walked a bit backward and lowered herself down, she held onto your knees for support and began rubbing and grinding her ass against your throbbing cock between her ass cheeks and your pelvis.
"Hmph..." you groaned.
Her ass was a sight to behold.
You loved how soft her cheeks were as they would sink into your body with ease.
Grabbing the base of your cock, Nayeon positioned your dick firmly between her ass cheeks like a hotdog between two buns.
Then grabbing her ass, she squished her cheeks against your veiny shaft.
"Hmmm, you like that (YN)~? You like your cock between my cheeks?" Nayeon sexily cooed.
"Mphh hmph…" you groaned.
Nayeon smirked and began to move her ass up and down your sandwiched cock.
As she pleasured her waiter, her cheeks and lower back began to get slathered with the copious amounts of precum spewing from his slit.
The eldest Twice member swiveled her head around to see her waiter in bliss, eyes wincing as she felt your toes twitching behind her feet.
A glint of lust and desire sparkled in her eyes as she saw you solely focused on her luscious ass.
Nayeon certainly appreciated how fond you were of her body.
She loved the attention.
She knew how horny every Once gets.
She knows about fake nude sites, the erotic writings, the Reddit posts about their bodies and sexiest moments, and the images that get to the smallest of details to show their tits or ass, and to be honest, it kind of turned her on knowing the power she and her idol mates can have on their fans.
Just like a certain someone that she’s grinding on.
This only made her feel more aroused and her pussy became even more soaking wet.
She pressed her cheeks tighter around your meaty shaft to extract more pleasure.
The increased pressure wrung out more precum from your cock and onto her ass and lower back.
This went on for a couple of more minutes before you were going to cum again.
“Hmph…hmph…”
You wanted, needed, to bury your cock back into Nayeon and just fuck her like there's no tomorrow; deep in her sweet tight pussy.
Plus you could feel that you were reaching his limit.
If you were going to cum, you wanted to fill her up to the brim as a last memory.
Course you weren’t going to since that’d be breaking the promise, but luckily for you, you didn’t have to say it.
"Augh! Enough! Enough!" Nayeon stopped her grinding and bouncing, “I need to fuck you," she replied.
Nayeon's eyes were widened in arousal, lifting her ass up, Nayeon positioned her pussy directly over your raging hard phallus.
Reaching beneath her, she grabbed the base of your cock and lowered herself onto it all the while staring at you.
"Ahhh~! Yessss~!" Nayeon let out a moan of relief, feeling your cock slip inside her once again.
You groaned and your eyes rolled back feeling Nayeon lower herself all the way down your cock until you bottomed out.
Her wet walls made allowed your shaft to travel with ease and her juices dripped from her slit and onto your balls.
Once fully down, Nayeon began to grind and make circular motions.
"Ahh, this feels amazing~..." she let out a moan of extreme pleasure.
“Mphh~” You could only moan as her velvet walls wrapped and contorted around your cock as Nayeon nibbled on her lip, hearing her waiter’s groans of pleasure.
The depravity of fucking a stranger she met only a few hours ago added fuel to the fires of her arousal.
Then, lifting her ass up, she began to rhythmically bounce up and down with such skill and precision, you would think she’d done this before.
SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP
The moans and slapping of their flesh soon filled the room as Nayeon fucked herself onto your lap.
She made sure to mix in some circular motions with her ass every time she reached the bottom of your cock.
And she did that; she loved the feeling of your bulbous cockhead firmly kissing her cervix.
Nayeon swore that your cock was molded just for her.
The way you were able to reach every nook and cranny of her insides felt so good.
SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP
No offense to Tzuyu, of course, but a strap-on was nothing compared to this.
She could see herself getting addicted to this feeling, and she never wanted it to stop.
"Ah, fuck! Mhmm, keep giving it to me like that (YN)...I love your cock rearranging my guts!" Nayeon mewled.
"Hpmh! hpmh!" you groaned in agreement.
Every time Nayeon would lift herself up, you would eagerly push up onto her, creating more ‘oomph’ to her landings.
A mixture of their juices began to seep down from their sexes and onto the edge of the couch; she needed to do some cleaning after they were done.
Wanting to make things hotter, Nayeon reached down with her left hand and grabbed a handful of your low-hanging sack.
You let out a heavy groan, feeling her fondling with her delicate hand, squeezing and juggling your balls.
They were so warm and yet not as hard as she thought testicles would feel, but it was doing wonders to you, so fondling she did.
The riding and fondling went on for some time until Nayeon felt herself ready to cum again.
“Fuck! No! I’m gonna cum again! Fuck, come here!”
Moving her hands from your balls, Nayeon leaned back up and grabbed your hands.
“Come forward,” she said tugging your arms now as you did so and you pressed your chest against her back as Nayeon grabbed your hands now and pressed them to her tits.
Pulling their bodies back onto the sofa, you slide forward so you had more freedom to move your hips.
"Fuck me, just fuck me till I cum!" Nayeon gasped at you.
She didn’t need to say it again.
Groping and squeezing her soft tits with your hands, you stuffed your face into Nayeon's neck and began to thrust upward into her needy pussy to which Nayeon started to huff in satisfaction.
SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP
You pressed into Nayeon’s neck, her hair tickling you, as you pounded into her.
Her smell was very intoxicating and only motivated you to fuck her even harder.
Planting your bare feet on the floor, your hips drove up into her pelvis with such ferocity and animalistic behavior.
"Oh fuck! Yes yes yes yes yes! Keep fucking me like that!" she wailed in rhythm to your thrusts.
SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP
Still holding onto her mounds, you gripped, not as hard, not kneading, but holding onto them for dear life as you continued your onslaught.
‘My god! So much power than Tzuyu! Oh she's sooo missing out!’
Nayeon thought as she held on for her life as your cock pounded away at her throbbing pussy.
Her orgasm made her extremely sensitive to all stimuli, which caused her mind to melt from the sensory overload causing her tongue sexily fell from her mouth, and her eyes rolled back.
She could feel your hands aggressively gripping her breasts.
You were probably going to leave small indications of where your fingers were, but she was too engrossed in how you were pounding her to care.
And it wasn’t long to care as…
"F-FUCK! I'm close!!! I need you to cum with me!" Nayeon suddenly screamed as you grunted loudly.
You were on the very edge; so excited that Nayeon was showing no sign of wanting you to pull out.
"Muh huh!" You grunted.
Nayeon was a possessed slut at this point; she was so close to her orgasm, she needed to cum now!
"Do it! DO IT!" Nayeon proclaimed, “I want you to cum inside of me. I need to feel you filling me up with your c-c-c-ahhh!" Nayeon begged, her eyes rolling back and moaning loudly, but she couldn’t finish as she couldn’t hold on any longer.
Luckily, the feel of her orgasm made you climax together as she grounded your sexes into each other and they climaxed together.
"Hhmphph!" You let out a decrepit groan as you planted your cock head directly into the entrance of her womb and shot your virile seed into Nayeon.
“Ohhhh~ Oh my god…~” Nayeon held onto your hands over her breasts still as she pulsed, groaning, feeling her velvet walls constrict around your shaft and her juices gush down onto your sack as she felt your sperm invade her.
"....you're cumming in me again...you're cumming in me...." Nayeon repeated in sultry desire, "fuck…it feels so good!"
Nayeon’s body tingled in ecstasy as your thick cum filled her.
She couldn't believe that she was allowing a stranger to cum so lavishly, so deep inside of her.
It was beyond taboo: it made her feel all hot and riled up as her velvet walls constricted tightly around your shaft, her body working at maximum effort to extract as much of his genetics as possible.
Sure there were toys that can deliver the same when she was with Tzuyu but having a man finish in her was…truly something else.
You, now, felt like your soul was being ripped from your body.
If these were your last moments, you would die a happy man.
But mustering your will, your inner force, your heart labored, but your lungs heaved and your mind focused on surviving this enthralling experience.
After a few more pumps, you bottomed out with a mighty sigh, and Nayeon collapsed on top of your body, her arms dropping from your hands that were still on her breasts.
The sweat sticking between another as your bodies were heaving.
They both gulped in every precious breath as they struggled to recover from their mind-melting orgasms.
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"That…ah…was amazing....thank you...." Nayeon said in a breathy voice as she felt your breath close to her ear.
‘Holy fuck! Best fucking night ever!’ You thought as you eyed the top of Nayeon’s head.
Though not long since lifting her head up off of you, Nayeon gazed upon her waiter.
Her hand rose to grab your hair as she leaned towards you and gave you a deep kiss.
“Hmm~” Nayeon groaned as you squeezed her tits while kissing her, feeling them, memorizing their shape in your hands before having to end it.
Your tongues twirled together once more for about fifteen seconds before she pulled away from you, a bridge of saliva gradually collapsing onto your bodies as Nayeon grinned.
“Fucking…incredible…”
As Nayeon slowly got up off of your body, your cock slipped out of her, now feeling the cool air on your heavily moist cock.
A stream of your thick cum flowed out of her pussy and down over your crotch and deflating cock as Nayeon was standing up now.
She turned to you and lowered her hand between her thighs, feeling her damp lips.
“Wow…just…wow…that was fucking amazing! You did not regret my decision. You have done very well my cute waiter~” she patted your thigh as you nodded, “now then, sadly, I do have something going on tomorrow so I do need some sleep. Go clean yourself up.”
You weren’t exactly happy the sex was over, but a one-night stand was way better than masturbating to online fake nudes of her.
Nodding, you stood up as well.
“Bathroom is to the right in the hall there; just do a quick cleanup with the towels there and leave it on the floor,” Nayeon added, “especially here,” she patted your cock softly, grinning as you nodded slowly, “I need a drink,” she said walking away from you as you walked after staring at her ass for a couple of seconds before gathering your clothes on the floor and heading down the hall.
Your movements were robotic as you entered the white-colored bathroom.
Pristine and nicely kept clean, but you weren’t paying any attention to the scenery.
The moment the door slid shut behind you, the air finally loosened, just a little.
You exhaled a breath you’d been holding for what felt like since the climax.
“…Holy…fucking…shit...”
You stood there for a second, your hands crushing your clothes, trying to reboot your brain.
But the buzzing everywhere wouldn’t go away; it was half adrenaline, half confusion.
Your pulse thudded in your ears as you replayed the past, well however long you were here, but every image you were burning into your mind.
Nayeon in those positions…
“Hehe…oh my fucking god…I had sex with Nayeon, heh, hehehe…”
Stepping forward, you stood in front of the sink and placed your clothes on the side, before turning on the water and staring at your reflection in the mirror.
Slightly flushed cheeks, pupils a little wider than they should be, and your hair in that after-sex dishevelment.
You also noticed visible scratch marks and one, no two, bite marks on your neck on either side, one heavier than the other.
You didn’t know when Nayeon did either, but hell, she could do whatever she wants if it led to this.
‘I’ve got to clean up,’ you thought as Nayeon said to hurry, and you did NOT want to disappoint her.
Turning on the faucet and finding grey towels hanging behind you, you began to clean yourself.
Through that, you wondered if you should ask, well, in some way, since you couldn’t speak, if it were possible to do this again or even go out sometime.
As they say, you got to shoot your shot, and even if she says no, at least you got to experience an amazing one-night stand.
If you were lucky enough for them to appear in the restaurant and then this, then surely you can be after, well, hopefully.
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A couple of minutes passed and with the final touches of tucking your shirt in and fixing your hair, double-checking yourself once more before turning towards the door.
SQUEAK
Opening it, you came out and took a few steps back to the living room and saw Nayeon, now staring at you, on the kitchen chairs in front of the table, still naked as she was holding her phone, with a glass filled with liquid in front of her and a water bottle on the side of that.
“There you are. I almost was about to get you,” Nayeon placed her phone down and walked to you as your eyes took in the last chance of Nayeon’s nude figure, “I have to say you served me very well tonight (YN). Loads of times better than what I imagined.”
Getting about an inch away from you, her hand went to your neck.
“Kiss. Soft this time,” she ordered as you leaned to her and your lips made contact. Though not as frenzied, this was a pretty good few seconds as her fingers raked across the back of your neck.
Nayeon pulled away initially and hummed, looking at you.
“Too bad tonight had to end, but I do need to get up early; places to go, usual idol responsibilities, and I can’t have you making me stay up~” You nodded, glad to hear that she too seems to think the same as you.
“Hehe, you’re still obedient not talking~ now before you go.” She cooed as she turned and walked towards your device, having your sights on her wonderful ass’s movement.
Grabbing your phone, she turned on the spot and headed back to you, eyeing your phone and turning it on for the logo to appear.
“Anddddd…code.” She presented your phone with the keypad on it now.
Wondering what the last thing was you were thinking as you just did it, and Nayeon took the now opened phone in her direction and started tapping it, humming away.
From your POV, it was hard to tell what she was doing, but you knew she wasn’t checking for news, that’s for sure.
“Anddddd…here,” She turned the phone to you, and lo and behold, it was a new contact with a typical bunny emoji, “don’t even think about sharing that.” Nayeon pointed with her finger close to your face as you nodded, grabbing your device, “I don’t know when, but I will need your ‘service’ again soon.”
You nodded slowly, unable to hold your smile; your mind was in euphoria; this wasn’t the end.
“Remember, not a word to anyone,” you nodded as she smiled, “alright,” she patted your chest, “now get your cute self out of here and take this.”
You nodded once more while turning slowly and started to go back the way you came after taking the bottled water that Nayeon presented you.
Nearing the corner of the entrance, you looked back at Nayeon, who was staring at you, her arms folded in front just under her breasts, waving bye now with her trademark smile as if nothing had happened, but it was a smile that you would never see the same again after tonight.
You raised your hand up to wave as well, turned, and walked forward down the hall, leaving Nayeon’s sight.
SHUT
Closing the door behind you, you let out a silent and longing breath, staring at the wall in front of you with your mind attempting to arrange your composure and focal point.
You exhaled slowly, your brain needing seconds to catch up to what just happened.
Your heart was hammering in your chest, your mind replaying every single second…EVERY SECOND that just happened.
“Holy…fuck…” you whispered to no one, feeling your lips pull into a half-smile.
You started walking toward the elevator, the sounds of your feet faint through the halls as you pressed the elevator button and leaned against the wall, your phone still in your hand.
You raised your device, Nayeon’s new profile still on the screen.
Im Nayeon, sitting in your contact list with her bunny emoji on top of her number.
You chuckled softly to yourself, shaking your head.
“She actually gave me her number… and she’ll call DING again…un-fucking-believable.”
The elevator doors opened with a soft ding, and you stepped in, eyes still fixed on the screen.
Pressing the lobby button, the doors closed.
And once it did…
“Hehehe…hahaha-oh my god! Fuck yes!” You pumped your arms as you laughed maniacally, “Nayeon wants me again! Holy shit hahaha!”
DING
The doors opened as you took a breath to remain calm in front of the receptionist.
Walking out, you turned the corner and noticed the same lady sitting behind the counter.
Stepping closer, she turned and smiled at you.
“Hello again. Everything went well?” The receptionist asked as you nodded at her, “wonderful. So, if you don’t mind me asking,” she then leaned closer, “is it about their comeback?” She whispered that last part as you nodded once more, absentmindedly, as she smiled and nodded, “can’t wait then. My lips are sealed. Have a good night.” She bowed as you walked forward and out of the building, now smiling like a goober once more.
Pushing the door open, feeling the night breeze, you walked to your car, pulling out the keys from your pocket and…
DING
…unlocked the doors as you…
THUMP
…opened and sat inside the driver’s seat…
THUMP
…closing the door and…well, sat there, looking out into the lights from the apartment complex.
‘Nayeon.’
Was all you thought before buckling your seatbelt, turning on the ignition, putting your house’s location into your GPS and headed off.
Nearing the corner of the entrance, you looked back at Nayeon, who was staring at you, her arms folded in front just under her breasts, waving bye now with her trademark smile as if nothing had happened, but it was a smile that you would never see the same again after tonight.
You raised your hand up to wave as well, turned, and walked forward down the hall, leaving Nayeon’s sight.
SHUT
Closing the door behind you, Nayeon let out a chuckle and longing breath.
“Hehe, wow, I need to call him as soon as I can, but first~” Nayeon looked towards the hall, “okay, you can come out now,” she looked towards the first door on the left as it opened…
“He was…wow,” Tzuyu’s smile said it all, along with another as Nayeon shook her head while walking towards the youngest.
“I know. I told you he was going to be. You could have been in there getting your insides scrambled instead of watching and fingering yourself; his cock could have been in you instead.”
Nayeon looked at Tzuyu’s damp slit, as she had no lower garments on as she walked towards her.
“I was making sure he was good enough for me before I did anything with him.”
“And~” Nayeon grinned as Tzuyu nodded, “perfect. We’re calling him back when we can. Trust me, it’s a whole lot better than what we have in our drawers.” Nayeon was right in front of her now, and Tzuyu sighed as Nayeon started to trace her lower lips, “hmm~ since you didn’t get any action tonight, maybe I can help with this~”
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Nayeon grinned and that was the last thing she did before kneeling before Tzuyu and no hesitation, buried her head into Tzuyu’s crotch, waiting less than one second until Nayeon began flicking her tongue at Tzuyu's pussy, starting just below the opening of her pussy and working her way upwards with fast, little licks that barely touched the moist, sensitive skin.
“Oh…”
Tzuyu moaned and writhed as Nayeon gave Tzuyu's clit a few quick licks in rapid succession and started licking her outer labia, starting behind the hole and making her way up in a single slow lick, her tongue as wide as she could make it.
She licked first one, then the other, alternating between the two and making sure she only just barely brushed the clit on the way.
“Nay-ahh…”
Tzuyu was losing it, grinding her pussy against Nayeon's face, trying to bring her clit into contact with that elusive tongue.
Nayeon put her arms on the outside of Tzuyu's thighs, palms on her belly, trying to make her hold still.
The sense of power was nearly as intoxicating as the taste and smell of Tzuyu's juices, and she squeezed her own thighs together around her softly throbbing pussy.
“Nayeon…”
After having teased Tzuyu like that for a while, Nayeon progressed to her inner lips, teasing them open with her tongue, circling her wet hole.
After a few rounds she clamped her lips over the soaking wet orifice and plunged her tongue in as far as she could, swirling it around.
She began moving her tongue in and out of Tzuyu's pussy, lapping up as much of her pussy juice as she could, relishing the taste.
She pressed her face into the soaking pussy, feeling her face becoming coated in moisture, loving every moment of it.
Tzuyu realized too late that it was a bad idea to be standing with Nayeon busying eating her out as her knees were already starting to buckle as Nayeon's pushed two fingers inside, pushing them in and out rapidly.
Tzuyu was feeling dizzy, the pleasure enveloping her as Nayeon didn't stop, her goal was to make Tzuyu squirt, which barely happened as she dripped more often than squirted.
“Oh!”
Tzuyu dug her fingers into Nayeon's hair, craving more of Nayeon's wonderful tongue and fingers as the eldest curled her fingers slightly causing a moan to remember.
Nayeon was completely absorbed in the task, one hand down between her own legs, rubbing her pussy in rhythm with her tongue playing with Tzuyu's clit.
“Ohh~ Ohh!”
Tzuyu couldn't stop the continuous moan which was going into a higher pitch at a steady rate.
Her pelvic bobbed up and down with the drastic actions her body was making.
Nayeon felt proud of the fact that she was making Tzuyu moan and whimper like that, and this spurred her on and made her even bolder and went straight for her clit again.
She pursed her lips and clamped them around the small nub, sucking it into her mouth and flicking her tongue rapidly back and forth.
Tzuyu grabbed at the back of her head with both hands while squeezing her head between her thighs.
Nayeon shifted her legs to a more comfortable position and settled in to feast on Tzuyu's clitoris.
She circled it with her tongue, then started licking it up and down very slowly.
Then she started in with small, short licks, beginning slowly, then building up speed, then slowing back down again.
Every time she slowed down Tzuyu ground her pussy up against her, begging her to go faster, and when she did, Tzuyu would urge her on, feeling her orgasm get closer.
The end came when Nayeon palmed up and her middle finger nearly all the way in, she made a "come hither" gesture with her finger, probing the inside of Tzuyu's pussy for that rough, rubbery spot.
“O-oh-Nay-Nayeon!”
When she found it and applied pressure, Tzuyu's hips gave a mighty jerk, the back of her head leaning towards the door frame and she gave a howl of pure pleasure.
“Ahhh!”
Two more licks across her clit, and she came with a power and intensity that was nearly frightening as Tzuyu's thighs were like a vice, locked around Nayeon's head as Tzuyu rode her face all the way through orgasm as she licked up Tzuyu's cum anywhere she could get before Tzuyu let her go.
Licking her lips and smirking, she looked up to see Tzuyu looking outward, her mouth opened with heavy breathing.
“Wow…”
Nayeon stood up and brought Tzuyu’s face towards hers as Tzuyu didn’t resist and kissed Nayeon back.
Their tongues rubbed against each other while Nayeon groped Tzuyu’s shaped ass.
Once they broke apart, Nayeon groaned.
"Bed. Now."
“But tomorrow-“
Nayeon pushed Tzuyu’s torso inside the room as both girls giggled while closing the door behind.
Good thing the apartment walls are soundproof, or the lust would have been heard throughout the floor for the next hour.
Proofread by @vorrentis , big thanks @kise15 for the ideations
Words count : 11498 words
All works are fictions
ENJOY !!
At Nakatomi Plaza
A black limo just stops right at the front door.
The old British butler steps out of his driver’s seat and opens the door. A tall Caucasian man in tuxedo steps out, along with three beautiful ladies, walk towards the front lobby, where a group of reporters and journalists are waiting for them.
“ They’re here ! Mr. Wayne ! Mr. Wayne ! “ The reporters are gathering around the four
“ Is it true that you make this trip to Korea to endorse a collaboration project with Miss Nayeon here ?? “ A reporter asks
“ There are rumors you might buy the stocks from SM Entertainment? “ Another reporter asks as well
“ And who are these other 2 ladies alongside you ? Are they involved with the projects or just flings ? “ The reporters keep asking
“ My answer is yes ladies and gentlemen, I am here for the collaboration with Miss Nayeon over here for her project, and this is the first time Wayne Industries ventures into Korean market. And let me introduce you to Miss Park Jihyo right here, who is the leader of TDG Studio, alongside Miss Hirai Momo, who’s in charge of the art direction of this project. These talented ladies are prolific with their skills, so I simply hope this collaboration will solidify Wayne Industries not just for the tech side, but also the art side as well.” Bruce Wayne replies with charismatic tone
“Miss Nayeon, how do you find collaborating with Wayne Industries?” The reporters ask again
“Ohh my~~ Of course I love it!! ~~ Mr. Wayne here is so generous with me so far! ~~ I always hope for the best, and it’s a great challenge for myself!! ~~ I hope the products will be presented well today because I can’t wait for you to see,” Nayeon replies while hooking her hands into Bruce’s arm
“Miss Park Jihyo, is there anything you want to add for such collaboration?”
“I'm very glad our studio has this great chance to showcase ourselves to the market. Mr. Wayne has been one, if not the, biggest client so far, so it’s our greatest honor to be in business with him,” Jihyo calmly reply with a smile
“Miss Hirai, I heard you transferred yourself from the video game industry just to work with TDG studio. Is there any specific reason?” One more reporter asks
“Hi, Miss Nayeon and Miss Jihyo here; they give me such an opportunity to challenge myself, and I also feel like a new venture into a different industry could be fruitful as well!” Momo replies with an exciting mood
“Ok ladies and gentlemen, I think me and these beautiful ladies must go inside to prepare for the event. we’ll see you soon.” Bruce ends the questions and guiding the ladies in, leaving the reporters dying for more questions.
“That was quite a lot of questions, don’t you think, ladies?” Bruce?” asks while entering the plaza.
“Oh well~~ I’m used to it anyway! ~~ But thank you for helping us out, Mr. Wayne. ~~” Nayeon replies with a flirty mood
“Call me Bruce Miss Nayeon,” Bruce replies with a smile, making Nayeon blush.
“Okiiee Brucieee ~~ You’re too gentle ~~” Nayeon keeps blushing
“Shall we go in, ladies? I think the staff is waiting.” Bruce walks them inside.
As the four VIP person enter the event room, the TDG staffs and some of Bruce Wayne’s business partners are waiting inside and greet them
“Good evening, Mr. Wayne! Good evening, ladies!” The partners greet them
“Good evening, Mr. Wayne! Good evening, Boss! Good evening, Miss Nayeon! Good evening, Momo-san!” TDG staffs greet their superiors.
“Good evening, everyone. Shall we begin?” Bruce asks with a welcoming voice, signaling the start of the event.
Everyone is gathering around the center stage where Bruce, Nayeon, Jihyo, and Momo present the products.
Bruce and Nayeon start out first, followed by Jihyo and finally Momo. Each of them continues the other’s speech, complimenting one after another.
“It's clear that this project brings lots of beneficial aspects for both TDG Studio and Wayne Industries, don’t you think, Miss Jihyo?” Bruce compliments
“Yes, indeed, Mr. Wayne, everything has gone smoothly for both parties, and of course I would love to give credit to Miss Nayeon, who kickstarted this opportunity as well!” Jihyo guides her voice to Nayeon
“OMG, thank you~~. ~~ I’m glad and very thankful with all the efforts to bring my ideas to life ~~ Can you believe that I kept looking at Momo-san’s art direction for days?? I can’t believe a person with such talent is working on my project!” Nayeon blushes.
“Arigatou gozaimasu, Nayeon-san, it was a great challenge!” Momo replies.
The event is going strong, reaching its after-party once the presentation is done.
“Excuse us, Bruciee, we’re going to have to change our after-party clothing~~~. ~~~ Would you mind waiting for us?~~~” Nayeon is being flirty with Bruce
“Of course, Miss Nayeon, can’t wait to see your beautiful looks again.” Bruce suddenly kisses Nayeon’s hand as she blushes heavily
“Omggg Bruciee ~~ I’ll be back, I mean, we’ll be back ~~” Nayeon replies in full blush, as she and Jihyo and Momo start to walk to their changing rooms.
“I'll see you girls soon~~.~~” Nayeon goes to her room.
“See you soon, Nayeon-unnie!” Jihyo also enters her room as well
“Hi, see you two soon!” Momo enters her room as well
The three ladies are taking their breaks, with the makeup artists and dressers helping them as quickly as possible, dressing them up for the after-party. It didn’t take them long to be back, as the three of them are once again ready to be on their way back to the party.
“Knock knock.”
The knocking on each of their doors surprises all three of them. Now alone in each of their rooms without the makeup crews, the three of them then open their respective doors.
To their surprise, the trio of each of them are waiting in front of each room, greeting their superiors
At Jihyo’s room
“Good evening, Boss! It’s me, Peter!” Peter with a bouquet of flower at the door
“Oh, Peter? What are you doing here? You are not at the party yet?” Jihyo in slight surprise
“You look beautiful today, Boss! So, I just want to give you gifts, that’s all! But I also have this thing I would show you in secret. Would you mind if I came in, Boss? It’ll be very quick, so people won’t see!” Peter asks politely
“Hm? Is it that secretive? Ok, well, I guess I won’t mind,” said Jihyo with a smile, welcoming Peter.
At Nayeon’s room
“Good evening, Miss Nayeon! Hope you like the flowers!” Aaron greets her with his own bouquet at her door
“Oohhh~~ ~~ Lovely!! ~~ How nice of you, Aaron. ~~ But what’s the occasion? ~~” Nayeon takes the flowers, with a curious mood as well
“First, you look fabulous today, Miss! I love your dress so much, but I have this thing; it’s a secret gift! Only for you! Would you mind if I came in and showed you? It would be better if only you could see this!” Aaron politely asks.
“Oohhh~~~~ ~~~~ I love secret gifts~~ ~~ Come on in!~~” Nayeon invites Aaron in
At Momo’s room
“Momo-san! Konbanwa! This is for you!” Archie with his bouquet as well in front of Momo’s door
“Konbanwa, Archie! I’m surprised I have flowers from you! Is there any reason?” Momo is wondering as well
“Momo-san, I have this gift, but it would be the very best if only you could see! I don’t want other people passing by and peeking! Would you mind if I came in?” Archie politely asks as well, just like the other two
“Ohhhh, well, yes! Come in! Don’t be shy!” Momo welcomes Archie in
The three illustrators enter their superior’s respective rooms at the same time; it seems like they are planning on something.
And they do, and it will make the three ladies very happy
Once all three of them are inside, they all pull out a small box from each of their bags and gather the interests of the three ladies
Inside Jihyo’s room, Peter then shows it to Jihyo.
“Oh, Peter, what is it?” Jihyo squints her eyes a bit in curiosity.
“Please open it, Boss! It’s for you!” Peter urges his Boss
Over Nayeon’s room, Aaron does the same as well.
“Ooohhhh~~ ~~ What’s that!! ~~~ Jewels for me??” Nayeon asks in excitement
“Please open it, Miss Nayeon! You’ll like it!” Aaron urges the beautiful idol
And lastly, at Momo’s room, Archie also does the exact thing
“Nani? What’s this thing, Archie?” Momo's eyes are widely open
“Momo-san, please open it! It’s very cool!” Archie urges his director.
The three ladies, like they can synchronize their movements, open their boxes. What’s inside will surprise them, but also make them excited as well
In each box is a shiny butt plug, with their alphabetical name at the end: J for Jihyo, N for Nayeon, and M for Momo. Next to the plug are small remote-control vibrators, each in the beautiful lady's favorite color: apricot for Jihyo, light blue for Nayeon, and pink for Momo.
Once the trio reveal their gifts to their ladies, they open their phones on speaker mode and start to explain in tandem.
“So, ladies, I think you all have our gifts!” Peter starts first.
“We've been wanting to give you these a while ago, but we're waiting till today!” Aarons in
“Yes, ladies, these are well-made gifts for you!” Archie chimes in as well
“I'm… surprised we have this today actually, and the color—it's my fav color,” Jihyo replies to the trio.
“But... I love them~~~ My fav color too~~~~ “ Nayeon enjoys her gift, tapping on the remote just to try
“Whoa, guys, now this is rather goofy! But... I like it; it’s my color, pink!”
“But why do you give me this right now, Peter?” Jihyo asks right away
“Yehh~~ Why now, right in the middle of the event~~? Are you planning something??~~” Nayeon is questioning their intentions.
“Hi, there must've been something going on, right, you three. Ooh, this is kind of sensitive!” Momo also asks why playing around with the vibrator
“You'll find out now, hehe.” The trio in unison
Without any delays, the trio then approach their respective ladies
They quickly make out with their beautiful superiors in sync
Peter is moving his hand around Jihyo's large boobs, while his other hand is roaming onto her butt curves.
Aaron is being playful with his fingers, teasing Nayeon’s waistline and kissing her neck.
Archie is touching Momo’s abs line underneath her dress, occasionally slapping her buttcheeks
The trio leave their phones on speaker still, intentionally making them hear the noises from each room. The subtle moans from the ladies can be heard through their phones as well.
“Ah... Peter, that’s... very rough.” Jihyo gives out her pleasured sound
“Your scent is amazing today, Boss! And this dress is looking beautiful on you!” Peter compliments Jihyo while kissing her around
“Ahh... oo~~ you’re teasing, aren't you, Aaron~~ ~~ Oh yes, touch my waist more!!~~” Nayeon moans and giggles through the motions
“I love how you look today, Miss Nayeon, or, Nayeonny hehe.” Aaron keeps kissing the pretty idol
“Sugoi nee. Ahh, Archie, you love my abs, huh?” Momo breathes out through the kisses.
“Of course, Momo-san, your figure looks gorgeous in this dress tonight!” Archie rubs his hands all over Momo’s body
The trio then move on to the next thing right away, and they don’t waste any moment at all.
Peter then gently lifts Jihyo to the couch behind her, spreading her legs to both sides and pulling her dress to her waistband. His face is diving into her panties, using his hands to tease his Boss, kissing her inner thighs, making Jihyo has no choice but to moans through his actions
“Always hungry for you, Boss!” Peter keeps touching and kissing her private parts
Aaron, on the other hand, spins Nayeon’s body around, letting her hold her hands onto the table behind her; her back and butt are facing his body. He quickly kneels and shoves his face right to her panties as well, pulling them off to her waist, and his hands are grabbing and groping her hamstrings.
“Ahhh~~~ ~~~ oh shitt~~~ ~~~ you want me a lot, don't you, Aaron~~.~~ “ Nayeon’s head is bobbing up and down slightly through the pleasure
“Of course I am, Nayeonny, always hehe.” Aaron’s face is totally diving into her cheeks
And Archie gently pushes Momo’s to the walls behind her; his hands are hiking up her dress, and his face is also diving into her panties as well, while his hands are running up and down her quads non-stop.
“No way I can skip over you, Momo-san!” Archie replies through his kisses
Like having a telepathic link, the trio then straightly pulls the ladies’ panties out of the way and throws them to the side. They use their fingers to tease them, fingering their wet walls, with their tongues also doing their jobs to support, leaving their beautiful superiors to moan louder through the speakers.
“AHHH, Peter, you’re… ahh… your tongue… your fingers… ahh.” Jihyo’s voice is sounding; her chest is heating up and down.
“I just love... eating you out, Boss!” Peter is doing everything he loves down at Jihyo’s tight lips.
“Oh, my goddd~~~ more pleaseeeee!! ~~ ~~more pleaseee ahhhh!~~~” Nayeon’s long moan is as erotic as ever.
“Nayeonny, you’re such a horny person, hehe.” Aaron and his tongue are killing her with pleasure.
“AHhh, woaa, sugoii, Archie you’re going deep!” Momo's excitement now combines with her moans.
“Told you, Momo-san, you’ll love it!” Archie is tasting his art director.
The trio kick it up a notch; they quickly pull down their pants, with their hard dicks ready for action. Without any warning, they line their shafts at their ladies’ wet and tight pussy, then push in smooth and deep inside their superior’s inviting walls.
They go fast and harsh, pounding their ladies with great speeds, but enough to not ruin their high-end dresses. Erotic and pleasure-filled sounds can be heard from the phones’ speakers, making the scenes more sensual than they should be. The ladies’ tightened vaginas are wrapping entirely onto the trio’s hardened rod, fully sheathed inside with tight grips.
“Oh yes, ahhh!! That’s very great, Peter! Ahhh! Go faster for me!” Jihyo's mind is slipping through the sex, urging her employee.
“Fuck! You’re looking extra hot with this boss!! I’m gonna fuck you good!” Peter’s lower body is ramming into his boss while clashing his lips with hers.
“AGHHHHH!!!~~~~ Omg, you fuck meee gooddddd!! ~~~~ Pound meeeee, ahhhh!! ~~~~” Nayeon’s moan slowly turns into a scream; her body is boiling up.
“Gotta love… fucking you from behind, Nayeonny!!! Gonna fuck you deep!!” Aaron rams his dick inside her while kissing her back.
“Ahhhh Kimochiii Archieee!!” Momo's words are breaking; her pleasures are taking over her mind.
“Shit, you’re damn tight, Momo-san!! Not gonna pull out!” Archie pins Momo’s body harder to the wall, fucking her with full force
The trio is going for a long while, fucking their superiors hard and rough, just like how they usually do.
But they couldn’t take too much time, so in the very last brink close to orgasms, the trio then pulled out, and then, in a surprising move to their lady bosses, they thrust their hard dicks in the ladies' anal holes, spreading and stretching them out, rougher than ever. The grips from their entrances are incredibly tight; it feels like they could crush their employees’ rock-hard shafts at any time.
“AGHHHH!! OH GOSSHH!! Peter, my rosebud, it feels so... so hot!” Jihyo finally gives into her lust.
“Gonna cum in here for you, Boss!! I’m close!!” Peter is giving his best, getting close to his orgasmic rush
“MHpmmmmmm aghhhhhh~~~~!!!!!! My ass!! ~~~~ OMG you’re gonna break me, Aaronnn, aghhh ~~!!!!” Nayeon’s desire is being fulfilled.
“Almost there, Nayeonnyy!!! Gonna give you the load!!” Aaron goes in with full velocity
“Kimochiiii!! Sugoiii Archieee!! You're in my ass hard!!” Momo finds it hard to form words from her pleasure.
“Can't hold Momo-san!! Can’t hold!!” Archie is getting close.
And they finally do; the trio are cumming straight into their ladies’ tight and hot walls, filling them with their gushes of thick cum.
But they don’t let their thick juices go to waste, as the trio quickly take the butt plugs and push them into their respective ladies, preventing the cum from leaking out from their bosses’ freshly fucked holes.
“Ahhh! SO hot, and... oh my, that thing, is in me now “ Jihyo exclaims, her breathings are sexual and erotic
“Ohhh gossshh~~~~ ~~~~ So that’s what it’s all about~~~~~~” Nayeon finally catches her breath; her face is reddened.
“Ahh, sugoii, now I get why we have this today!” Momo does her best to gather the situation
While the ladies are slowly recovering, the trio prep up the small vibrators, then gently place them inside their superiors' wet vaginas, fully stuffing both entrances. As a way of testing, they push the buttons just to tease their boss ladies.
“Ahhhhh…. Oh gosh… that thing…. The vibrations…!” Jihyo moans again.
“You sure love it, Boss, hehe,” said Peter with a cheeky smile.
“Mhpppppmm~~~~agghhh~~~~~~~OMG it… it's… my body is shakingggg~~~~~~” Nayeon is doing her best to fight back her lust.
“Always so sensitive, Nayeonny, hehe.” Aaron is being playful.
“Sugoi-iiiiiii!!!!! It’s running in me!” Momo is enjoying the sudden sensation.
“You're going to feel this even longer, Momo-san!” Archie is vibing with the remote in his hand.
Helping the three ladies prep up again for the event and dressing them up neat and tidy, the trio then gives out their “instructions.”
“So, ladies, here’s the deal with this one, hehe, we will let you have the vibrator and the plug for the rest of the evening!” Peter starts his lines.
“And since we’re the ones having the remotes, that means you ladies will enjoy it according to our control, hehe,” said Aaron with a mischievous tone.
“Hopefully you’ll enjoy this newfound 'excitement,' hehe.” Archie ends the lines.
“That's quite kinky, but I do enjoy the idea “ Jihyo contents with the situation.
“Kinkyyyyy ~~~~ Well, I love being kinky anyway ~~” Nayeon can’t wait for the upcoming ordeal.
“Never thought that thing in those JAVs would work with me!” Momo exclaims with joy.
The trio then turn off their phone’s speakers, ending the first round of their “events,” and quickly get out of the rooms, blending back into the TDG crowds outside.
The three boss ladies also do the same; they quickly get themselves back to the event room, winking at each other while meeting in the hallway, then calmly walk back to the crowds like nothing happened.
“Welcome back, ladies. I’ve been waiting for you,” Bruce greets them again
“Hiii Brucieee ~~ you’re such a gentleman ~~.” Nayeon is flirting again.
“Look at you, Mr. Wayne, dashing and with beautiful ladies again. How about we have some small convo? Hey Smallville, come here quick!” Lois Lane, out of nowhere, suddenly appears from the crowd while signaling her partner, Clark Kent, to follow her.
“Oh...hey Lois, finally here! Good evening, Mr. Wayne and ladies, Clark Kent from the Daily Planet! “Clark clumsily greets them.
“And Lois Lane here as well, I guess you already know, so let’s go straight to the point, shall we?” Lois with her recorder.
The after-party is starting, and Lois and Clark proceed to interview Bruce and the trio of ladies. Jihyo, Nayeon, and Momo are doing their best to reply to each question while hiding the fact they have vibrators and plugs down their private areas. Their bodies are slightly sweating, but thanks to their professionalism, they can bypass that easily without giving many hints.
“So, Mr. Wayne, you’re saying that thanks to these three ladies you’re coming all the way from Gotham to here? Sounds like a great trip. I would say,” Lois is asking her questions.”
“Indeed, Mrs. Lane, these ladies are pretty much my main contributors; I wouldn’t say no for the opportunity.” Bruce replies with a suave tone
“Sureee, Mr. Wayne, did you get any of that Smallville? Mr. Wayne here sure knows how to catch a deal!” Lois is teasingly replying.
“Oh yes, Lois! I’m noting down everything! “Clark is noting down with his clumsy hands
“How about you ladies? Does Mr. Wayne here give you ladies a hard time?” Lois is being a tease again
“Oh nooo~~ not at all... ahh~~ ~~ not at all~~~~” Nayeon is replying while holding her voice down.
“Mr. Wayne... ahh... has been a very trustful client to us, Mrs. Lane!” Jihyo also does her very best to hold down her pleasure-filled voice.
“Hai, ahh... I’m very glad I can meet him face to face!” Momo uses her rather exciting tone to mask out her lustful one.
“Hmmm, well, I guess I was wrong about you, Mr. Wayne. How about you elaborate on some further details from this project you have?” Lois starts to ask more questions
Suddenly, Clark must step in and pauses the convo
“Oh Lois, I... have to go; there are... SUPER things I have to deal with,” Clark with a rather serious tone
“Oh… SUPER things, I got ya, Smallville, go.” Lois winks at him as Clark quickly gets away from the crowds, like he’s using some superpower.
“Actually, Mrs. Lane, ladies, my sincere apologies; I just realized I also have to go to this particular place too, but I will meet you again soon, I promise.” Bruce seems to be in a rush as well right after Clark just left
“Don't promise what you can’t keep, Mr. Wayne. See ya!” Lois is teasing as Bruce is leaving the crowds
“Alfred, prepare my NIGHT suit; I’ll be downstairs shortly.” Bruce is rushing out of the crowds as well
“Byeee Brucieee ~~” Nayeon waves.
“Jeez, can you believe these big boys, always rushing into something? Come on, let’s keep the night away then; it would be relaxing to put all this reporting stuff aside. You in, ladies?” Lois asks
“Ah, yes, Mrs. Lane.” Jihyo holds off her best to answer
“Ohhh~~ ~~ yess ahhh… I would love to; the party seems fun~~.~~” Nayeon replies, knowing the vibrator is working inside her
“Hai, ahh, yess yess, let’s do that!” Momo clumsily replies.
The event keeps on going.
Lois and the three boss ladies are having different convos after convos, unknown to her that Jihyo, Nayeon, and Momo are playing dangerous games with their kinky lusts.
“Oh, my goodness… the vibrator… ahh… I can’t believe this is more challenging that I thought... ahh.” Jihyo is doing her best to keep a calm face, smiling to each conversation.
“Ahhhh~~~~ ~~~~~ gosshhhhh~~~ ~~~ my pussy and ass ~~ it feels amazinggg~~ ~~ but it’s so hard to doo ~~” Nayeon smiles through her erotic thoughts
“Kimochiii~~ ~~ Wait, I shouldn’t feel like this! I’m supposed to stay cool!” Momo is battling her thoughts.
From a far distance, the trio of illustrators are having a great time with their remotes, raising and lowering the power, witnessing their three superiors struggle in each moment. They give themselves small giggles and exchange their playful and rather dirty gazes with each other, catching the curiosity of their co-workers as well.
“Heyyy!!! What are you three laughing about???” Sana approaches them with her glass of wine, slapping their arms.
“Uh … nothing, Squirrel. Why do you ask?” Peter lies to his face
“Nani? I just saw you three giggles??? You three always do this!!! Are you teasing me???” Sana does her best to pry the details
“Ya know, Squirrel, if we ever tease you, we will not giggle to ourselves like a bunch of hyenas like this lol “ Archie claps back
“BAKAAA!! You three are just annoying!!” Sana uses her cute fists to threaten them.
“Yeh, yeh, yeh, you think we’re scared of you, Squirrel? Pleaseeeee,” Aaron teases back.
“Bleeeeeee!!!!! You’re a bunch of weirdos!!! No wonder Boss pays me more than you!!!!” Sana also claps back, showing her tongue
“Sana-chan, we shouldn’t discuss salaries … “Mina stops her.
“Miguin!! Don’t protect them!!!! I can tell they've been teasing me all this time!!! Maybe they’re regretting not asking me out before BLEEEE!!! I’m too pretty and too cute for them BLEEEEE!!! Sana is being goofy.
“Bruh, if any of us ever ask you out, consider it’s Armageddon time, so... NO. Peter claps back.
“Yeh, like we ever want to; dream on, Squirrel.” Aaron gives a teasing thumbs down.
“Who do you think we are, Squirrel? We’re not dumb gooners HAHAHAHA,” Archie laughs back.
“BAKAAAA!! TAKE THIS FALCON PUNCH!!!” Sana punches the three with her small fists.
“Ey yo, what’s going on?” Jeongyeon approaches them with her martini
“Manager Yoo! These three keep teasing me!!” Sana whines.
“You fool! Why don’t you call me LOL?” Jeongyeon teases back, fist bumps the trio,
“NOOOO!!!” Sana whines again.
As the staff are joking and chatting to each other, their three superiors are holding themselves through it all. The vibrators, combined with the butt plugs, are driving them crazy internally, but all they can do is keep a straight face; any moment of break will ruin everything. Small sweats are forming on their bodies; their breathings are slightly faster. Their walks are awkward and uncomfortable, but their professionalism is keeping them together without any visible slippages.
“Oh gosh... if this is going further for the night. ahh... I might... not be able to hold it longer, but I love this secretive sensation, ahh.” Jihyo’s internal thoughts are fighting hard to keep her sane.
“Mhmmm~~~~~~ ahhh~~ ~~ I want to squirt~~~ ~~~ holy mama~~ ~~ I don’t know how long I can hold, but it’s so kinky I like it~~” Nayeon’s erotic mind is running wild.
“Suge, I can’t believe I’m...ahh... able to do this like those JAV girls!” Momo is feeling both exciting and horny.
“ …and Smallville is one of the clumsiest guys I’ve ever met, but I got to admit, I dig that. How about you ladies? Any dates?” Lois's voice snaps the three ladies back to reality.
“Ah, no , not for the moment, Mrs. Lane,” Jihyo replies with slight discomfort.
“Ohh no~~ But I wish too~~,” Nayeon replies with a rather erotic tone.
“Still single, Loi-san!” Momo pushes her energies to reply.
“Jeez, now this is a surprise. You three ladies have no one? Maybe they’ll come sooner than you think, maybe they’re closer than you think, just like how I can tell Smallville or many guys got the gist for me. But anyway, I’ve got to go now too. See you three ladies another time?” Lois teasingly replies.
As Lois quickly leaves the event room, the trio of ladies walk as fast as they can to the restroom, locking the door as quickly as possible. All three of them gasp for air as they finally push out the vibrators inside their vaginas and the plugs in their back holes, with their “holy water” leaking down their thighs, along with the blobs of thick white cum running out from their tight holes.
“Aahhhh... hahhhhhh. Oh my god!” Jihyo gasps for air; her chest is heating up and down fast, and her hands are holding onto the sink.
“Holy mama... hahhhhh~~~~~ It feels good ~~~~~~~ too good ~~~.” Nayeon exclaims with a slightly reddened face and a lustful expression
“Sugoi! I did it… hahhhh… I held it that long!” Momo amazes by her abilities
The three ladies clean themselves up, tidy their clothing, and leave the restroom, where the illustrator trio are waiting for them outside with clean tissues and drinks.
“Hope you enjoyed it, Boss, hehe.” Peter gives Jihyo her colada.
“I did; it was thrilling.” Jihyo sips her colada.
“Glad you liked the thing, Miss Nayeon hehe.” Aaron hands Nayeon her wine.
“Gosh~~ ~~ Should’ve done this long ago~~~~” Nayeon licks her lips.
“Must've been amazing, right, Momo-san?” Archie gives Momo her margarita.
“Hai, now that was wicked!” Momo makes her drink.
The six people are returning to the after-party, blending in like nothing, and enjoying the rest of the night like nothing ever happened between them. Lucky for them, no one seems to notice, not even their staff nor the partygoers.
The next few days, at TDG studio…
“Good morning, everyone.” Jihyo enters the studio with her usual calmness
“GOOD MORNING, BOSS!!!” Every staff member greets her.
“It has come to an end, and I’m very glad this week will mark the final week of our current project. It’s been a long journey, and I’m very proud to say that it’s been a pleasure to work with you all. As your creative director, I’m very pleased with our directions and the end results of our products. Miss Nayeon and Mr. Wayne are currently on the way here to congratulate us on the work, so please welcome them with great applause and sincerity. Other than that, let’s do our best to wrap up the rest of the week, and we can all celebrate.” Thank you, everyone, for listening.” Jihyo slightly bows to her staffs as a thank-you gesture.
“IT'S OUR PLEASURE, BOSS!!” The staff with their enthusiastic replies.
Down at the lobby…
A black limo just stops right at the front door. The old butler Alfred quickly exits and opens the door as Bruce Wayne, with Nayeon next to his side, walks out of the car and proudly enters the building.
“Good morning, Miss Nayeon!! And... you are...sir?” Han, the security guy is a bit confusing.
“Bruce Wayne, from Wayne Industries, pleased to meet you.” Bruce shakes hands with Han; his grip is incredibly strong and surprises Han.
“OH yes, yes, sir! Welcome to … Korea, and to the studio!” Han tries his best to reply.
“Have a good day, Han~~ Today is going to be a great day~~.~~” Nayeon air kisses him.
“Damn it, that guy’s hand nearly crushes the shit out of me … no wonder Miss Nayeon looks so happy around him …” Han,” he exclaims in his head.
Nayeon and Bruce get up to the 9th floor, where TDG Studios is situated.
DING
“Morningggg, my beautiful staff~~~~~~!!!” Nayeon greets with a cheerful voice
“GOOD MORNING, MISS NAYEON!!!” The staff greets back
“I think you already know who this is~~ Let’s welcome Mr. Bruce Wayne to our studio~~~~!!” Nayeon claps her hands.
“Greetings, everyone. Bruce Wayne, from Wayne Industries, very glad to see you all.” Bruce does his bow.
“GOOD MORNING AND WELCOME TO OUR STUDIO, MR. WAYNE!” The staff greets Bruce as well.
“Sugoi, he’s here too!” Momo exclaims.
“Momo-san, that dude is damn big; he looks like he could break me in half lol “ Archie jokes around.
“Yeh dawg, if you touch Miss Nayeon, he’ll fuck you up haha.” Peter and his terrible jokes.
“No wonder Nayeon-unnie got hooked by that guy lol,” Jeongyeon replies while sipping her coffee.
“Man, if I have that much money like that, bro, I’ll just lying around all day haha.” Aaron also jokes around.
“Blee, you nerds will never have that chance, bleeeee.” Sana shows her tongues towards the illustrator trio.
“Welcome, Mr. Wayne, to our studio. I hope you feel comfortable so far.” Jihyo bows at him with a gentle smile
“Of course, Mrs. Park, I’m flattered to be here. Now, how about we continue what we discussed a few days earlier? Right after you and Mrs. Im, Bruce is being a true gentleman with his suave tone.
“Oh my~~~ you’re making me nervous, Brucieee~~~.~~~” Nayeon being a true tease.
“Sana, Mina, I will need you two in my office as well. we will take our final notes with Mr. Wayne here, and please bring every single note we have so far. Thank you. And the rest of the staff, please continue the works at hand before our evening meetings today.” Jihyo commands everyone.
“Haiiii, Boss, right this way, Mr. Wayne!” Sana and Mina guide Bruce to the meeting room.
“Thank you, ladies, and you are...?” Bruce is being polite.
“Minatozaki Sana and my co-worker Myoui Mina! An honor to meet you, sir!” Sana and Mina bow.
“Thank you for the welcoming gestures,” Bruce speaks in Japanese back to the 2 assistants, making them seriously surprise with his perfect accent
“Mondai wa arimasen, Mr. Wayne!” Sana and Mina bow back.
“Momo-san, Jeong, would you join us as well?” Jihyo asks.
“Yeppp, coming. Nice to see you here, Mr. Wayne!” Jeongyeon greets him.
“Hai, ohaiyo gozaimasu, Wayne-san!” Momo follows.
“I'll come as well, Boss!” Dahyun replies and quickly follows them to the meeting room.
The day goes by…
Once their meeting is over, Bruce must excuse himself for other endeavors in Korea.
The TDG staff also finish the Monday meetings with their superiors as well, as everyone is ready for the last week of the project.
“Thank you, everyone. Team leaders, please proceed to divide the last few tasks by tomorrow. Other than that, the meeting is done for the day.” Jihyo closed her presentation files.
“THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME, BOSS!!!!” The staff greets her as they’re leaving
“Hey, Jihyo,~~ ~~ I want to go shopping a bit; will you join me, please~~?” Nayeon asks out.
“Oh, yes, Unnie, I will. I don’t have much to do after today either. “ Jihyo gladly accepts.
“Momo-san! Please join us too! ~~I never went shopping with you before. ~~~~~~” Nayeon asks.
“Hai, Nayeon-san! Let’s go!”
“Hey, uh… Unnie, where are you going?” Jeongyeon asks.
“Just shopping ~~ I’m in the mood for it!!~~~” Nayeon winks at Jeong.
“Uh … ok, I mean, aren’t you supposed to be home early today? I mean, tomorrow we’ll have some fan meet and all?” Jeong is wondering.
“Don't worryyyy~~~ ~~~ I’ll be back home soon!!!!! ~~~~ Come on let’s goooooo. ~~~~~”
“Urgghhh… Ok, Unnie, please DO NOT be late, ok? I’ll call FBI for real,” Jeong scoffs
“Don't worry Jeong, I’ll be with her and will let her home safely “ Jihyo said with a dear smile.
The trio of superiors walk downstairs and enter Nayeon’s limo.
But something is off…
Once they got into the limo, Nayeon surprised them with a new driver.
“Huh? ~ Who are you? ~ Did we get into the wrong one? ~~” Nayeon asks
“NO, you didn't.”
The driver then quickly wears a gas mask, and suddenly, smoke is coming from the air vents, and the three ladies are slowly drifting to sleep. The driver then speeds off in an unknown direction, but luckily, Jeong can spot it.
“Hey, wait a minute, that is not the direction of that shopping mall “ Jeong questions
“What's going on, unnie? Something’s wrong?” Dahyun asks.
“What is it, Manager Yoo? You didn’t join the Bosses?” Peter asks out of curiosity.
“I don’t, but why the hell is that limo going THAT direction? That's weird. Lemme call Nayeon-unnie.” Jeongyeon quickly calls Nayeon.
No one replies…
She suddenly feels worried, as she keeps calling Jihyo and Momo as well, but there are no replies.
“Hey, something is wrong; I couldn’t call any of them.”
“Maybe they’re busy talking to Manager Yoo?” Archie asks.
“Nah dude, that whiny lady Nayeon always picks up her phone from me; I have my own ringtone for her. Jeong keeps calling.”
“Huh, and Boss and Momo-san as well, Manager Yoo?” Aaron asks
“Yeh dude, like, wth is going on? Lemme turn on the tracker.” Jeong then pulls out the tracking device.
A strange and rather scared feeling is running through her spine.
“Hey, this… this is not the shopping mall … this is… somewhere far from the city…” Jeongyeon starts to be quite panicked.
“What???? Unnie, where can Nayeon-unnie go???" Dubu feels scared too.
“Oh my god, don’t tell me… Dubu calls emergency!! They’re being kidnapped! FUCK! I SHOULD’VE TAGGED ALONG!!!” Jeongyeon is in full-on panic mode.
“Han!! Call the police!!! Boss, Miss Nayeon and Momo-san are being kidnapped!! Hurry!!!” Dubu rushes back towards the security desk.
“Ok, ok! FUCK! I should’ve known! Something damn strange about that limo!” Han scratches his head and calls emergency.
“Manager Yoo! We’ll go after them! Please give me the tracker!” Peter bravely asks,
“Wait, no, you three, you shouldn’t!” Jeongyeon stops them
“There's no time! Come on, give us that; we can follow them!!” Aaron said in his tone.
“Sorry, Manager Yoo! We’ll have to save our bosses!” Archie yanks the tracker off Jeong’s hand as the three rush to their car.
“FUCK! YOU THREE COME BACK HERE! OH, COME ON!” Jeongyeon yells.
The trio get in their car and push the speed, going as fast as they can following the tracker.
An hour later at an abandoned villa…
“Hmm? What... what just happened?” Jihyo slowly opens her eyes, realizing she’s being tied to a chair. next to her are Nayeon and Momo, who are also slowly waking up as well.
“Hmm… Jihyo? … Momo-san? Where … where are we?” Nayeon asks with a slightly scared tone.
“Hmm… I… I don’t know, Nayeon-san. Why are we… being tied here…?” Momo questions.
Suddenly, a group of men in militia clothing are entering the big room, along with three others in suits following behind them.
“Miss park Jihyo , you recognize us, hehe.” The first man asks
“No, I don’t know who you are. Why are we here? What are you doing to us?” Jihyo asks with a slight anger in her tone.
“Oh, really? You don’t remember us? Huh, this bitch, she caused us trouble and she didn't even remember!” Another man in a suit replies.
“Fuck that, then you better remember, you entitled bitch, you cost us our deal with BRUCE WAYNE! FUCK, do you know how much that cost us, you fucking bitch???” The third man in suit is angry at Jihyo.
“I remember , you three, at that meeting; you were part of the stockholders, Lester, Bart, Sims.” Jihyo remembers now, but still with a rather displeased tone
“You bitch, now you remember??? You cost us a fucking fortune after that day!!” Lester is throwing a tantrum
“This bitch doesn't even remember us. Fuck, she thinks she’s some high class. We asked her out, but NO, we’re so below her, RIGHT???” Sims is swearing at Jihyo
“Oh yehhhh, bitch, you dare to fucking deny us, huh??” Bart is yelling as well
“Why are you doing this? If you have anything with me, we can settle that in professional ways. Why are you doing this act? And why are you dragging Miss Nayeon and Momo-san here?” They're innocent; they have nothing to do with this,” Jihyo is defending with a serious tone
“Oh no, you think we’re going to let little Miss Universe and Pop Idol go? She’s going to give us some damn good times, right, boys????” Lester asks the rest of his crew.
“What... what are you going to do to me????? Let me go!!! Don’t you dare touch me!!!” Nayeon claps back.
“Man, can you believe these bitches? They're looking so helpless now HAHA!” Sims is teasing
“You bitches don’t understand, there is no money involved; THIS is going to be about OUR PLEASURES, for daring to DENY us back then, MISS PARK JIHYO hahaha!” Bart proudly proclaims his dirty thoughts
“Yamenasai! Let go of us!” Momo also claps back
“Ooooohhhh, this Japanese bitch, man, I’m gonna have some damn fun times with her like those JAV sluts hahahaha!” Lester and his shrewd thoughts
“You man, ALL OF US are going to have our nights with these sluts HAHAH!” Sims and his dirty minds.
“Oh ho, come on boys! Let's teach these sluts some MEN power! Maybe they’ll love it once we shove our big cocks into them HAHA!!”
SLAMMMMM
“What the—what the fuck was that sound???” Sims asks.
“You two, go outside and see what the fuck is going on!” Barts calls two militiamen.
“There's no way some cops are here; we’ll fuck them up too!” Lester yells out.
The two militiamen are walking out suddenly…
WHACK
POW
BAAM
“AGHHH!!”
“What the fuck is going on???” Lester asks in frustration.
Once the door opens, the rest of the militia and the trio of stockholders are flabbergasted at the sight of the illustrators' trio, hands are having baseball bats and metal pipes, ready to battle
“Get the fuck off our bosses, you creeps!” Archie bravely yells
“YEAH! Don’t you rapist assess dare to touch them! Fuck off!” Peter yells as well.
“Boss! Miss Nayeon! Momo-san! Are you alright???” Aaron asks out loud
“We're ok!!!! You three, you’ll get killed!!!” Nayeon screams
“Aaron, Peter, Archie! Don’t be foolish! Call the police now!” Jihyo commands with a loud voice.
“Nigeru!” Momo yells as well.
“Oh no no, we’re not going to leave you here, ladies! We're coming! FOR FRODOOOOOO!!!” Peter dashes forward
“AVENGERS ASSEMBLE!!!!!!” Aaron yells, running at full speed
“GO GO POWER RANGERS!!!!!!” Archie and his battle cry
The trio of illustrators suddenly turns into "superheroes," as they bravely fend off the militiamen with only their baseball bats and metal pipes.
Surprisingly enough, the three nerds are gaining the upper hand, beating up the militia while taking some hits as well, but their undying courage has gone through the roof now.
WHACKKK
POWWWWWW
BAMMMMMM
SNAP
POWWWW
WHACKKKKK
“Ooffff, take that, you jerk!!! I HAVEEEEEE THE POWERRRRRR!!!!!!!” Aaron is doing his very best whacking the militia men with his metal pipe, swinging it like a sword, hitting the heads of the militia men
“UGH, goddamn it, have a load of thisss!!! TURTLE POWERRRRR!!!!!!" Archie is mimicking some ninja moves, waving his baseball bat to the militia
“OUGGHH!!! Take this, you dick!!! HADOU-KENNNNNNN!!!!!” Peter uses some moves he learned from video games, punching and kicking the militia.
The trio surprise the militiamen and the three stockholders, making them fall back one by one. They couldn’t believe the three nerds are able to do this with their idiotic but brave guts
“FACK! FALL BACK!!! FALL BACKK!!!” Sims is running for his life.
“Shit!!!! These fuckers are tough!!!” Bart is rushing out to the door.
Once the enemies are running out of the villa, the illustrators' trio are cheering up their “victories.”
“WE DID IT NERDDSSSS!!! TO INFINITY AND BEYONDDDD!!!” Peter yells
“FREEDOM IS THE RIGHT OF ALL BEINGSSSS!!!!!” Archie raises his hands
“YIPPE KI YAYYYY MOTHER FUCKER!!!! WAKANDA FOREVER!!!!” Aaron excites
In the other corner, the three ladies are seriously surprised.
They have no words for what just happened; seeing their nerd trio channel their energies to save them like this isn’t on their cards tonight.
“They … they just did that??” The three ladies are still collecting what just happened.
“Boss!! Boss!!! You’re alright???” Archie quickly runs to Jihyo and unties her
“Miss Nayeon!! You’re, ok????” Peter rushes to her place
“How... how did you learn... to do that?” Jihyo, in her most surprise tone ever
“We learned it from Bruce Lee and Jet Li’s movies, Boss!!” Aaron replies
“But... but how?????” Nayeon with her eyes wide open
“Ayyyy, we learned that a while ago, ladies!! Bruce Lee, Jet Li, Jackie Chan, Donnie Yen—holy shit, a lot!!” Peter replies as well
“Nani????? but… that’s …” Momo surprises as well
“No worries, ladies! Come on, let’s get the hell out of here!” Archie rushes them
But things aren’t going that easily.
It only takes a few minutes for the three stockholders to come back with a larger group of militia men. This time they consist of men carrying heavy armed rifles and guns, with some of them in larger builds and physiques, looking like wrestlers or strongmen.
“Oh fuck, we’re toasted …” Aaron in shocks
“Uh … shit … that’s … not good, dude …” Peter is also in disbelief.
“Hey, uh … How the hell can we get out… Archie questions
“You DON'T, you fuckers! Hit 'em, boys!” Bart commands his men
The trio of illustrators pull all their lucks and charge in, but none of it is working as the giant militia men quickly subdue them with their raw strengths, beaten the trio to a pulp
“MORTAL KOMBATTTTTTTTTTT !!!!!!!!!” The trio screams out their lungs
POW
WHACKK
POWW
BAAAAAM
“Ooof… fuckkk… that's… gonna hurt… Ooffff.” Aaron falls to the floor like a mosquito being slapped
“Arghh… goddamn it, man… can’t feel my soul …” Archie is quickly being punched to the guts, falling as well
“Holy crap…. That guy just chokes slammed me … my back …” Peter is being thrown down the floor like a rag doll
“You worm! You think you can go that easy?” Sims is teasing them.
“Hit ‘em harder, boys! Fuck 'em up!” Lester commands as well
The trio of nerds are being beaten heavily. The militiamen give them a real beating, giving them real hell like they just participated in a WWE match. Their bodies are bloodied and bruised, with the trio of stockholders also joining in the “fun” of beating three helpless nerds.
“NOOOO!!!!! STOP!!!! STOP IT!!!! LET THEM GOOOO!!!” Nayeon screams and cries out
“YAMETEEEEE!!!!!” Momo also screams.
“STOP THIS AT ONCE! OR ELSE…” Jihyo is having the loudest tone for the day
“Or else what, bitch? You think we’re going to let you go? We’re going to beat the fuck out of your little boyfriends here, and then we’ll have an entire night with you three sluts!” Lester laughs out
“Take this, you little shit!” Sims are kicking the nerd trio down the floor
“You boys, fucking kill these idiots!” Bart with his evil direction
“NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!” The three ladies scream in unison
Suddenly
BLANGGGGGGG
“Hey... what the fuck was that again???” Lester?” he asks in shock as the noise startles him
“You three dickheads, you have more people????” Sims asks while kicking the nerd trio
“No… don’t know… ughh…” Peter in his weak voice
“Then wtf was that noise?? Go check them, boys!” Bart commands his men again.
“How... the hell. Do we know … ughh?” Archie, eyes are half open, replies to the best of his capacity
“Yeh … maybe … the cops found you … ugh.” Aaron teases back in his injured self
WHACKKKK
BAMMMMM
“What the fuck???” Lester starts to feel scared
“Hey, you fool, what the hell is happening out there????” Sims screams to the walkie-talkie.
“BOSS!!! WE’RE BEING HIT!! THERE’S … AGHHHHHHH….”
The walkie-talkie stops
NO one replies back
A deadly silence covers the entire area
“What… what the fuck is happening….” Bart is cowering behind his men, who are already prep up their weapons
The militiamen then form a perimeter around their three bosses and prepare for what’s coming
“SURROUND THE BOSSES! GUNS READY!” The militiamen raise up their guns
CLING
An object falls from the ceiling
POOOFFFF
Smoke is everywhere, covering the entire area, blurring the militiamen's visions
Then all the sudden, their weapons are being tagged with some small devices that neutralize and paralyze the ones with heavy arms.
BAM
BAM
BAM
“AGHHH” The militiamen start to fall down the ground, trying their best to getting up
But something is coming
A dark shadow falls from the ceiling, blending itself to the smoke
It beats down the militia men; one by one they’re being brutally beaten down by a force they could barely see. The militiamen start to scream in panic; they couldn’t see what’s truly going on.
“AGHH!!! WHAT THE…!!??” A militiaman screams.
POWW
“UGHH!!! REMAIN IN POSITIONNNN!!!” Another militiaman cries out in horror
WHACK
The dark figure is a force to be reckoned with.
It breaks their bones, hitting their faces, diaphragms, and legs without any mercy in fast paces, like a demon just out for a kill. The militiamen are helpless even if they’re fully armed to the teeth.
“HIT ITTTT!!! HIT ITT!!!” Another one screams in full fright
WHACKKK
“NO … NO NO NO!!!” One more scream in pain
POW
It takes down the heavily armed militia men with little to no struggles; even the toughest of them are being beaten with a few moves, bleeding out, and having their bones wrecked.
POW
WHACKK
BAMMM
POW
CRACKKK
“UGHHHHHH,” the militia men can’t seem to survive the sheer horror.
Some militia men are still able to hold their weapons as they fire rapidly towards the smoke.
But, to their surprise, the figure throws multiple sharp projectiles towards them, quickly taking them down to the ground, with them groaning in pain. One of the projectile falls right next to the trio of nerds, making them shock to realize what it is
“Hey… what’s… what’s that thing… hey… that… that silhouette … that thing …” Archie collects his thoughts
“That's… that’s no normal projectile… it’s… it’s….” Peter shocks
“IT'S BATMAN!!!!!!” The nerd trio in unison
That’s exactly what just happened
Once the smoke starts to fade, the militiamen are lying all over, groaning for their dear lives. Some are knocked out cold, and some are helplessly moving with the last bit of their energies.
In the middle of them, a tall and intimidating figure stands tall above all.
That figure is none other than the legendary dark knight of Gotham, Batman.
Wearing his armored Batsuit, clad with white eyes for his cowl and a dark cape, he is enough to intimidate the bravest souls.
He walks slowly towards the few remaining militia men, along with the trio of stockholders, where they approach the three ladies for hostages
“FUCK!!! YOU… YOU STOP RIGHT THERE!!! OR I’LL… I’LL FUCKING SHOOT THESE BITCHES !!!” Lester screams in huge fear
Batman doesn’t say anything.
In quick succession, he counters them with his moves, quickly disabling them with ease, punching each of the rest of the goons with brute force. Some of them run for their lives, including Bart and Sims, towards the big van outside and quickly disappear.
“OH FUCK, LET’S BAIL!!!” Bart screams
“WAIT FOR ME!!!” Sims is rushing out
But they can’t get away too far.
Suddenly, their van is being lifted into the air, scaring the hell out of them.
Something is making them fly to the sky
Then that force is making them fly back to the villa, where they’re being put down to the ground again.
BAM
“What… what now???” Sims asks.
“Dafuckk... did we... just fly?????” Bart also asks
Then, in front of them, a muscular man descends from the sky.
His cape is bright red in the night sky, accompanied by a bright blue costume and an S on his chest.
And it’s none other, than the Man of Steel himself, Superman
“Gentleman, I think you’re going somewhere I presume?” Superman asks with a heroic tone.
“Oh fuck…” Bart and Sims, and the rest of the militia as well.
Superman then crushes the door’s handle and breaks the wheels so they can’t go anywhere for the moment.
He then flies inside the villa, where Batman is interrogating Lester, scaring the last bit of soul out of him
“WHERE IS YOUR LEAD!!? I’M RUNNING OUT OF PATIENCE.” Batman’s voice is shattering and intimidating; there’s no way Lester can reply well
“I… fuck… I… I don’t know, man… Please… I’m… I’m just… I’m just a dude …” Lester scares shitless, not even able to forms proper words
“Why are YOU here?” Batman quickly notices Superman walks in.
“I imagine you’ll need some help, but seems like the usual then,” Superman replies with a calm tone
“Did you catch the rest of them?” Batman with his no-nonsense tone
“I did; they are outside,” Superman replies again with a calm tone
“I found a clue from them, but that’s about it. We will have to find more,” Batman with his serious tone, throwing Lester down to the floor
“I think you scared them a lot more than I think.” Superman then walks towards the three ladies, and the trio of nerds are still lying down below.
“Thank… thank you… Superman … and Batman too …” The nerd trio in their bests
“You are injured; I can see with my x-ray vision you’re suffering with some broken bones. Help is on the way. And ladies, are you ok?” Superman asks with a caring tone
“Yes, Mr. Superman, thank you,” said Jihyo with a soft tone
“OMG, thank you, thank you~~.~~” Nayeon also being thankful
“I can’t believe... woah, Batman, and Superman, arigatou gozaimasu,” Momo replies as well
“Batman, do you think this is involved with Black Mask? Or any of your adversaries? Two-faced? Oh... he’s gone.” Superman turns back, seeing Batman already disappeared
“I can’t believe how he can do that all this time,” Superman with a small smirk.
Police sirens can be heard outside, as their patrol vehicles are approaching the villa. Jeongyeon quickly gets out from one of them and starts to go in front with some SWAT men.
“THIS IS SMPA! PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR!” The chief of police in his megaphone
“It's alright, Chief, I got everything under control now," said Superman in his confident tone.
“Superman?? How???” The chief and his squad can’t believe what they’re seeing
“Nayeon-unnie!!!! OMG you’re here!” Jeongyeon is happy to see Nayeon as she quickly spots her.
“JEONNGGIIEEEEEEEEEE!!~~~~~!~~~~~!!! I’M HERE! I’M HERE!!!!” Nayeon shouts out as Jeongyeon, and the police force quickly approach them
“OMG, Unnie, are you ok??? You’re hurt??” Jeong quickly asks
“I'm ok ~~!!! OMG Jeongie, I’m so scared!!~~” Nayeon replies while crying
“JI, Momo, are you two, ok?” Jeong asks as well
“We're good Jeong, we’re ok, but Aaron, Peter, Archie…” Jihyo and Momo then rush to the nerd trio
“Medics are here. Shit, they look terrible. Who did this?” Jeong exclaims
“The three stockholders who offended me last time, and his militiamen," Jihyo explains the situation
“Jesus, ok, next time, I will hire serious force to protect you, Nayeon-unnie. I seriously felt stupid that this happened. They fooled me; I should’ve checked that driver earlier and been more careful,” Jeong regrets.
“Jeongie, it’s ok~~. ~~ I’m still here~~. ~~ Thanks for coming. I’ll go with you next time, ok? I was being reckless too...” Nayeon feels guilty.
“Ok, Unnie, I’ll promise you this won’t happen next time. Come on, let’s go home; Dubu is worried too.” Jeong gives the three ladies coats.
As the three ladies and Jeong walks out the door, they pass by to Superman to say thanks again
“Thank you, Superman.” Jeong shows her gratitude
“It was Batman who saved them; I was just doing my small part in helping. Your other three friends were also very brave too, but hopefully they won’t be that reckless anymore,” said Superman with a calm and caring tone
Medics are coming in, putting the illustrator trio on stretchers
“Oh no~~ Can... can we quickly get them to the hospital... this place is far... ~~” Nayeon worries
“No worries, we can make it; they will be ok, Miss.” Some of the medics are handling the situation, then putting the trio onto the ambulances as quick as possible.
“Superman, thank you; we’ve been looking for these guys for months! All right, people, let’s clear out!” The chief of police commands his squad
“There is no need, chief; I’m happy to help. A friend of mine saved them before me, and these three brave fellas too. I’m just glad everyone is ok,” said Superman with his heroic tone again.
“Man, I can’t believe someone like you would be here; that’s… kind of rare. It would be great to have more people like you around here!” The chief in his disbelief
“I just have some urgencies here, that’s all.” The Justice League is on a case and South Korea is one of the locations,” Superman replies with his usual heroic tone
“Damn, man, I never thought things were that crazy. But thanks again big man.” The chief shakes Superman’s hand
“My pleasure, Chief. Well then, I think it’s time for me to go. Please take care, everyone, and good night, ladies and gentlemen. Up, up and away!”
Superman then flies up to the sky and speeds off to an unknown location, not before waving at the people.
“Jeongie~~ how... how did you find me...?” Nayeon asks.
“Lucky for you, I put trackers on your belongings, and even luckier, one of them was from Mr. Wayne as a… gift for you, and that one can track ANYWHERE without disruptions. And these three goofballs took it from me, and I must use my spare one to track you down.” Jeong explains
“Oh~~ woa, I did not know that...~~ “ Nayeon is still catching up
“But how did Batman and Superman get here? I feel quite curious.” Jihyo still questions the situation.
“Beats me, but it's good that you’re all safe. now let’s get the three goofballs to the hospital.” Jeong
“Move along! You three are in big trouble for hiding all this time!” The chief is rushing the stockholder trio, letting his squad put them into their patrol vehicles.
The rest of the police force is helping everyone get home safely, but Jihyo, Nayeon, Momo, and Jeong are willing to stay at the hospital for the night to care for their nerd employees, ending an eventful night.
The next morning
“Hm…. Where the hell am I … Archie slowly opens his eyes
“What in the world…. Oh shit, it hurts...” Peter groans
“Goddamn it… can barely move…” Aaron feels uncomfortable
The trio are waking up one by one, seeing themselves bedridden, bodies covered with bandages, and arms hooked up with IV drips. A nurse is coming to check onto their situations along with a doctor as well
“Uh … doc … are we … uh … dying?” Peter asks with a weak voice
“You all suffered from broken ribs, fractures in bones, facial cuts and body bruises, and internal bleeding from organs, especially in the pancreas and bladder, but last night we were able to hold it off for you. Right now, you will need proper rest and recovery time for about one to two months, depending on your recovery state.” The doctor gives them the diagnosis.
“Damn... ok... I guess we’re off limits now, boys...” Archie groans.
“Yeh… so much for being… half-assed heroes…” Aaron groans as well.
“Here are some prescriptions for medicine you will take for the day, along with meal schedules. And oh, you have some visitors too.” The nurse invites them in
“Aaron!!~~ Archie!!~~ Peter~~~~!!” Nayeon rushes in
“Oh hey … Miss Nayeon … ouch …” Aaron does his best to say hi.
“You three, how are you doing now?” Jihyo with a calm tone
“We're… alive, Boss… ow… man, my legs…” Peter tries to move his body
“Hey, hey, don’t move too much; stay there and rest,” Momo calms them down
“Don't worry about us much, ladies … ouch … we’re … ow … ok …” Archie is having a difficult time
“Hey, you three, rest up; don’t force yourself,” Jeong tells the trio
“Boss… we’re sorry to let you … you know… see our reckless butts like this … and let you… stay here all night…”“ Peter apologizes to his boss.
“Don't think about it; rest up, but please, don’t do this again, ok? Other than that, thank you for being there for us.” Jihyo, being thankful, gives them a comfort smile
“Ladies… you should go home…. We nerds can handle things …” Archie,” with a weak voice.
“Noo~~ ~~ We’ll stay with you for the day~~ ~~ Don’t worry about it~~!! The fan meeting can be rescheduled.
“Hai, and you’re going to need some help; you won’t be good in that state!” Momo,” with a cheerful voice
“Also, Mr. Wayne is generous enough to pay all the medical bills for you noobs, so yeah, just stay there and rest and don’t waste it,” Jeong adds in.
“Now you should rest; we’ll be around here, ok?” Jihyo,” with a softer tone
“Thanks, Boss… thanks Miss Nayeon… Momo-san… Manager Yoo …” The trio in unison
The trio then rest for the days, with their superiors taking turns taking care of them.
“Ok, you three, time to take your medicine “ Jihyo reminds them
“Yes, Boss…!” The trio heeds her reminder
“Don't forget some food! ~~ You’re going to have enough nutrition, okie? ~~” Nayeon preps up the food for them.
“Yes... Miss Nayeon...” The trio do their best to take the food
“And also, don’t watch too many phones! You need rest, not playtime! Genki de itekudasai!” Momo also reminds them
“Yes… Momo-san…” The trio’s phones are being “ confiscated” by their team leader
“Man, you three are like their nannies now lol; don’t baby them too much “ Jeongyeon tease the three superior ladies
“Soooo ~~ are you jealous ~~?? Do you want me to take care of you, Jeongiee??~~” Nayeon teases back.
“Uh … NO lol. Please don’t, Unnie; if you take care of me, I'd rather do it myself.” Jeong claps back while sipping her Pepsi.
The following days, the trio are being visited by his co-workers as well, as they replace their superiors to help.
“Bakaaa, Peter! You must take this one! The doctor already said it!!” Sana forces Peter to take the medicine.
“ Please Squirrel… I know…”…” Peter replies...
“Aaron-kun, you can’t do that too much! Your legs aren’t healed yet! “Mina forces Aaron to sit properly.
“Yeh, yeh… Thanks, Mina-chan…” Aaron listens to his coworker.
“You know, I’m not sure if I should call you nutjobs brave or utterly stupid to do that. Do you know how dangerous that gang is, bro?” Bambam teases Archie and the other two
“Dude... how the hell do we know, man... the boss ladies were in trouble....” Archie replies while taking his soup
“I read the news; those guys are crazy. Some of them are terrorists too, damn scary.” Ryujin is scrolling on her phone while talking to the trio, with Yeji and Sullyoon next to her
"Man…and I heard you met Batman and Superman?? How the hell did that even happen?” Felix asks.
“Beats me… we were there… we got our shit beaten up… and Batman appeared… knocked the hell out of those goons… then Superman came…” Archie recalls.
“Yeh... everything was damn fast, man...” Peter adds in also while taking his medicine
“That's wild! Is Superman handsome??” Yeji and Sullyoon ask.
“But seriously though, you guys were damn crazy to barge in like that; luckily nothing too crazy happened later," Ryujin remarks.
“These nerds watched too many kung fu movies lol, but I have to admit, that was damn reckless, bro. don’t do that crazy,” shit again,” Bambam recommends
“Deshoo??? They watched too many movies!! Bleee!!! I told them all the time!! Now we must take care of them like nannies!! Come on, little Peter, open wide for Nanny Sana!” Sana teases with the food spoon
“Haha …very funny, Squirrel,” Peter replies with a sarcastic tone.
“You three better take care of yourselves, ok? If you’re doing well, I’ll share my Legos with you!” Mina encourages them...
“ Thanks Mina-chan …” Aaron thanks Mina while fist-bumping with her
“Yeh, you better get your shit heal up lol, or Momo-san and I are going to have to keep doing parts of your works for overtime, you nerds,” Felix teases
“Yeh … thanks for the help, Felix.” Archie gives Felix a thumbs up.
Back at TDG Studio
“HeyHey Dubu, do you, do you want some food??” Jeong asks...
“Yes, Unnie! "Oh, check on them. btw, I’ll pass by the hospital to check on the guys too!” Dahyun preps her stuff.
“Yeh, yeh, we can do that after food; now let’s go, I’m hungry." Jeong rushes her
“Nayeon-unnie, will you go with us? Or do you want us to buy something?” Dahyun asks Nayeon.
“No, Dubu~~No, Dubu~~I think I’ll stay here for food with Jihyo and order Momo-san. Do you mind ordering something for me?" Nayeon asks.
“Sure!! Of course, Unnie! We’ll be back!!” Dahyun quickly follows Jeongyeon. Jeongyeon.
"See you soon, Unnie. Text me what you want, ok?” Jeongyeon adds in.
“Have a great lunch~~.” Nayeon winks.
Nayeon then quickly goes into Jihyo’s office, where Momo is already there as well...
“Ohaiyo, Nayeon-san!!” Momo greets her
“Ohaiyo ~~ Jihyo, Momo-san, can I talk to you two a bit ~~?” Nayeon with a rather softer tone than usual
“Oh yes, Unnie I want to discuss with you and Momo-san something too, right Momo-san??” Jihyo said with her usual calm tone,
“Hai, Nayeon-san, please sit here!” Momo shares the couch with Nayeon
“Unnie, you go first. What's on your mind?” Jihyo dips in the water
“Oh...Oh… well...well… ~~ I feel...feel… I feel guilty after what happened to the trio. I was being reckless, and then, and then it happened. They’re in the hospital now because of one of my dumb mistakes. I… I want to repay them somehow.” Nayeon explains her thoughts
“Unnie, I feel the same. The thoughts of seeing my employees risk their lives like that for me have stirred my mind for the last few days. It doesn’t feel right to me if I only help them too little, and I feel like it’s my responsibility to take care of my employees as well. I changed a lot over the past few months thanks to their rather eccentric but amicable attitude. They worked hard for the studio as well, and I want to reward their contributions.” Jihyo with her deep thoughts.
“Hi, me too. I like them as my team players as well. They really listened to my advice, and they had camaraderie moments with me. I really appreciate that from them. I’m one of those people who prefers to work alone, but they really helped me to handle a team.” Momo adds her thoughts as well.
The three ladies then stay quiet a bit.
But in an instant, a thought appears in their heads, like their thoughts link with each other.
“I got it!” The three ladies in unison.
“Are you thinking what I’m thinking ~~?” Nayeon asks with a sudden exciting voice.
“I think I do, Unnie,” said Jihyo with a bright smile.
“Sugoi, we shared thoughts!” Momo claps her hands.
The three ladies then discuss their thoughts again; this time, something is forming out from their minds, something that would end up amazing.
“Oooohhh~~~ Let’s do that~~~~~~!!! Are we in Momo-san? Jihyo?” she asks in a cute voice
"Yes, let's go!” Momo says with a confident tone.
Jihyo stays quite a bit, then fully agrees.
“Let's do it; it will be amazing," Jihyo nodded.
Time goes by, and the trio is finally recovered enough from their injuries for them to leave the hospital, albeit with some bruises still left, but able to walk a bit more properly.
They are finally able to get back to their places and get some proper comforts beside the cares of their superiors and colleagues.
“Yo… damn dude, finally, home sweet home" Archie takes a deep breath.
"Gosh, I love my apartment. Man, I miss that PS5.” Peter quickly dives into the couch and turn on his PS5.
“Man, goddamn it. I need to build that Nu Gundam now.” Aaron quickly opens his Gundam box.
Beep...beep
A message is blinking on their phones
“NaBunny : Helloooo boysssss ~~~~”
“AaronMeta: Oh, hello Miss Nayeon!"
“BossJihyo :Hello, are you three, ok?”
“PeterSpider : Boss? Thank you for asking, we're good!”
“MomoMoguri: Omedetou !Welcome back ! “
“Arigatou Momo-san!!”
“BossJihyo: How is everyone? You’re fully recovered as of today?”
“AaronMeta: No problem, boss! Some bruises and still sore, but we’ll have some recovery therapies soon!”
“MomoMoguri: Sugoii, miss seeing you three around my place!”
“ArchieGray: We’ll be back soon, ladies!”
“NaBunny: You three, I’m doing a house party this weekend; you should come!!! ~~~ everyone is here ~~!!”
“PeterSpider: Everyone! We’re in! Will you be there too, Boss?”
“BossJihyo: I will. I am the one who suggested the idea, a welcome back party for you three. you earned it.”
“MomoMoguri: Don't be late, guys!”
“NaBunny: Also, hope you three don’t have any other plans during the weekend!! ~~ Got something special for you!!! ~~ ~~SO, be there!!~~”
“House party?” Aaron surprises
“Huh, seems like they have something for us nerds.” Peter scratches his head
“Yeh, oh well, I need to have some of that; let’s go then.” Archie nods his head
The slurping sounds of two women worshipping both of your nipples with their lips and tongue echoed in the dimly lit room at the very back of Victoria's Secret runway. You've been waiting for this moment as one of the biggest shareholders of the company, and you managed to convince JYP to have a "special" arrangement for 2 of the fresh women who will be participating in the event night.
You pulled Momo from her hair and pulled her right into your face, Momo quickly opened her mouth and showed her tongue to make out with you. You can taste her sweet lips and her tangy saliva flow right in your mouth and you can't get enough.
As the two of you savour each other, Nayeon runs her hand on your bulge while her other hand plays with the nipple that Momo left.
" Nayeon, strip my pants down and pop pop pop my big dick " you said with a sarcastic grin.
" #%#%##&&#%! " said your secretary.
Your secretary who happens to be your fuck slut too, is translating the words you say. She's Korean too, and although Momo and Nayeon can speak in English, they can't understand it clearly. You let her watch on the bed side with a chair.
Nayeon quickly paused what she was doing and unbuckled your pants only to see your dick peeking through the seam of your underwear. Momo took a peek as she licked your cheeks and smiled at the sight. Nayeon wasted no time and licked your balls as she pumped your shaft.
Momo tried to pull out of the kiss and attempted to take a sip from your dickhead, but you pulled her back removing her valued bra.
" Let her do that work and let me suck that tits, alright? "
" Yes, sir " Momo responded with her sloppy English accent.
Nayeon started sucking your shaft at a slow pace, she removed her pink top revealing only her VS bra.
" Mhhhhh, sirr ughh "
Momo started moaning as you played with her tits and suck her nipples. Turns out it's her weak spot. She hugged your head and gently pulled it burying your head further.
" fuckkk, that's so good " she whispers in Korean.
You can't help but smile under her boobs.
Meanwhile, Nayeon starts bobbing her head on your dick and taking it further in her throat. She professionally takes it out sometimes and jerks your thing as she spits on it. She's using both of her hands now to felatio your whole rod.
This made you shiver and stop what you're doing with Momo.
" Sir, I wanna suck your dick too " Momo said in a sad and playful tone.
You pulled Nayeon out of the work and you signalled Momo to come there immediately. Nayeon wiped her mouth before burying her tongue into your nipples again.
" Good girl, you knew what I like slut " you complimented Nayeon.
As Nayeon uses her tongue to play with your nipples, Momo holds her hair with her hand and the other jerks your dick as she fellatio the whole thing.
Just the sight of two godly women doing their best for your pleasure made you wanna cum.
" Baby, come here and kiss me, you know I wanna cum while being kissed " you said to your secretary.
Your secretary immediately complied and kissed you in the middle of your adversary.
You held Momo's head controlling the pace as you like. The kiss gets sloppier as you're nearing your climax.
" ugghhh~~~~ fuckkkk " you moaned.
You pushed Momo's head as deep as it could go and you dumped every last drop in her throat.
Momo spurted all the cum right in her hands as a cup and shared it with Nayeon, licking every drop like an animal as your secretary cleaned your dick with her mouth. The sight of Nayeon and Momo sharing your cum made you hard again.
You pulled Nayeon on the bed making her shock. Nayeon stop you with a finger.
" Sorry sir, no penetration indicated on the contract "
" Please let me fuck you, can't you see how hard I am? "
" Sorry sir, we could not do what it not stated on the contract " Momo answered.
" Okay understood, good thing I had my fuck slut here " you said glancing at your secretary.
You made your secretary ride your dick as Momo and Nayeon both worked their asses off pleasuring you. Licking your nipples, kissing you, you licking their faces, sucking their boobs and kissing their bodies.
It quickly became a foursome.
You change the position into dog style, ramming your secretary at the back. Momo is under her kissing and pleasuring your secretary while Nayeon is behind you kissing your neck and flicking those sensitive nipples of yours.
Moans and bodies hitting each other filled the room.
As you fuck your secretary, your dick slips accidentally because of how hard your actions are getting. Momo took the initiative and took your dick and lined it up on her pussy. You went into a frenzy and pushed away your secretary as you fuck Momo wildly in a missionary.
" ughhh ughhh sirr ~~ "
" What happened to the contract Miss Hirai? " you provokingly said.
" I don't care anymore, just fuck me good okay, mr? "
Nayeon assisted your secretary and moved her to the side as you wildly fuck Momo on the bed. Nayeon quickly went back into action taking one of Momo's boobs into her mouth while bent over and fingering herself.
Momo started flipping her clitoris with her finger as she struggled and her hips shivered as warm liquid dripped out of her pussy.
Liquid came out burting to her whole as you slowed the pace.
Momo limped there like a vegetable while you lick her face wildly as you're nearing your self pleasure. Momo is half passed out to be kissed so you ought to just lick her pretty face as you fill her pussy. You used her like an onahole and pumped out your seeds into her.
You pulled out your half-erected dick from her pussy and rested on the bed. You watch as warm semen comes drooling out of Momo's pussy. Nayeon came on top of you and started rubbing her pussy into your dick.
" What do you say, sir? Book us again into your next event, maybe I'll be the one giving out at your good dick? "
Sloppy and rushed smut as I just thought of this idea seeing this picture. I would definitely would have forced Nayeon to ride my dick after what she did LOL.
hello!!! Can we get jealous possessive nayeon who's actually a big needy baby? Do what you will with it! You'll do great things lol thank you!!! 🩵
needy
sub! nayeon x f! reader // smut
synopsis: nayeon got jealous easily — you knew that. but maybe, just maybe, you wanted to push her a little by giving her less attention, instead focusing on sana. OR you touch nayeon under the blankets while sana sits right next to the two of you :)
author’s note: nayeon req yayyy hehe 😊 thank you so much for your nice wordssss & sorry this took forever !! 🩵
content: semi-public sex, sneaky sex, reader makes nayeon intentionally jealous, jealous nayeon, possessive nayeon, kinda degradation, nayeon is super subby & needs your attention 24/7, whiny nayeon
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both you and sana immediately burst into giggles, hitting each other as her words hung in the air.
you didn’t even notice as nayeon entered the living room, her footsteps muted by your laughter.
“what’s so funny?” nayeon frowned as she placed her bag on the floor. she quickly took in the scene in front of her: you and sana were sprawled lazily in the living room, idly munching on snacks and watching a movie. it was a common sight, especially on days where the two of you had no schedule. but what wasn’t normal was how close sana was to you, clinging onto every inch of your skin. sana’s hand rested just above your knee, her head resting a bit too comfortably on your shoulder.
“oh hi nayeon! how was your recording?” you asked without even looking at her, your eyes glued to the tv.
nayeon couldn’t help the pout that formed on her lips. you couldn’t even spare her a few seconds of eye contact?
nayeon just stared for a few moments before jumping into the empty space next to you. she wrapped her arm around yours, leaning her body flush against your frame. nayeon immediately sighed as your scent enveloped her.
“it was really good! pd-nim said my tone was really good. do you want to hear some of it?” nayeon asked excitedly, her eyes wide as they bore into yours.
“sure! maybe a little later though.” you said, shooting her an apologetic glance. “sana really wanted to show me this movie — apparently it’s so bad it’s good.”
sana giggled at that, trying to muffle her laughter into the crook of your neck. you let her, smiling wide as sana’s nose brushed against the curve of your neck.
you weren’t oblivious. you could’ve easily pulled away from sana, from all her touches and whispered remarks.
but did you really want to?
every little thing that sana did only seemed to set nayeon off more. her nails dug lightly into your sleeve whenever sana laughed at your jokes. she shifted closer and closer until she was practically halfway in your lap, her thigh pressed stubbornly over yours.
cute.
nayeon’s eyes narrowed at the tv even though she hadn’t paid attention to a single scene in the last fifteen minutes. every few seconds, her gaze flickered back to you instead — checking if you were still looking at sana, still smiling at sana, still letting sana touch you so easily.
when sana started to explain what was going to happen in the film next, nayeon immediately interrupted, speaking over the japanese girl.
“y/n, im cold. can i wear your hoodie?” nayeon shivered for effect, flashing her bunny smile at you.
“nayeon, you just interrupted sana,” you chided gently, giving her a pointed look.
nayeon looked away to roll her eyes and mumbled out an almost unintelligible “sorry.”
you hummed in approval, starting to take off your hoodie.
“nayeon unnie, i can just give you the blanket,” sana said quickly, flashing what was probably supposed to be a helpful grin.
nayeon very reluctantly took it from sana’s hands, her lips pressed together in a thin line. she threw the blanket across both her lap and yours, making sure it covered the space between the two of you completely.
you barely had time to suppress your smile before nayeon suddenly grabbed your hand beneath the blanket, tugging it insistently into her lap.
“nayeon,” you warned quietly.
“what?” she whispered back, feigning innocence as her fingers threaded through yours. “i’m cold.”
her tone alone made it obvious she was lying.
especially when she immediately pressed herself closer to your side, you could feel the way her skin burned against yours, warm and not cold at all. nayeon’s head dropped onto your shoulder with an exaggerated sigh, her pout deepening when your attention shifted back toward sana.
“and then this is the part where they go on their first date—”
“y/n,” nayeon interrupted again, voice smaller this time.
you glanced down at her. “what now?”
“nothing,” she mumbled, clearly meaning the exact opposite.
for the next few minutes, nayeon stayed unusually quiet. but underneath the blanket, her hand kept moving — tracing along your palm, squeezing your fingers whenever sana laughed too loudly, subtly trying to pull your attention back to her.
you could practically feel her getting more and more irritated every second you continued listening to sana instead of her.
eventually, nayeon let out another miserable sigh before leaning close enough for her lips to brush your ear.
“pay attention to me,” she whispered.
the words came out embarrassingly soft.
you raised an eyebrow. “aren’t i already?”
“no,” nayeon muttered immediately. “you’ve been talking to sana the whole night. and,” nayeon swallowed, avoiding your gaze. “you’ve barely touched me all night.”
you whispered quietly, lowering your tone so that sana couldn’t hear. “is that what this is about?
“no…”
“nayeon.”
“i just hate it when you ignore me,” she whined quietly, bringing your intertwined hands to rest on her thigh.
“i’ll be right back,” sana said, standing up from her spot on the couch. “i have to use the restroom. but you guys can keep watching! this part isn’t too important anyway.” she quickly left, the absence of her presence suddenly making the room feel smaller.
for a second, neither of you moved.
you untangled your hand from hers, flattening your palm against the top of nayeon’s knee. you could feel the way her skin burned against your hand. nayeon looked at you differently now that she didn’t need to conceal her expression for sana.
“y/n,” nayeon whispered, your name coming out breathy.
“were you really upset?” you murmured, voice lower than before.
“you were ignoring me,” nayeon whined. “i—”
her breath hitched when your hand slowly rose higher, your hand stroking up her thigh.
you didn’t say anything else, just staring at her and gauging her reaction.
when you slid the tip of your fingers under the fabric of her shorts, she sucked in a breath of air.
nayeon flushed immediately, like she was embarrassed by how fast she reacted. but still, she didn’t pull away, instead leaning closer to you and melting under your touch. she guided your hand all the way up to her waistband, holding her breath as your fingers hooked slightly in.
nayeon just stared at you, waiting for your next move. her breathing was heavier, pupils dilated in anticipation and lust.
“please,” she whispered when she realized you weren’t going to do anything without her asking.
you tilted your head slightly. “please what?”
there was another pause, the only sound being nayeon’s heavy breathing.
she swallowed, her eyes flicking to your lips for half a second before she looked away again, suddenly shy.
“touch me,” she murmured, so quiet you weren’t sure if you heard right. on any other given day, you would’ve teased her further, refusing to do anything until nayeon said exactly what she wanted. but today, the needy expression on her face was enough.
you gently pulled down on the waistband, telling her to lift herself up so that you could take her shorts all the way off.
when you finally cupped her clothed core, nayeon let out a shaky exhale, her eyes fluttering shut.
she was absolutely drenched. you could feel the wet stain against the fabric of her panties, the way her arousal stuck to the thin material.
you bit back a laugh. “all this because i ignored you?”
nayeon started to whine, but her response quickly turned into that of a gasp when you roughly pulled her underwear down, leaving her lower half completely bare. you were free to touch her, skin-to-skin, without the inconvenience of clothing.
you slid your fingers against her slit, almost purring at how easily your fingers moved against the smooth expanse of skin.
just as you were about to slip a finger inside her tight heat, you heard the restroom door open.
sana.
nayeon’s eyes widened in panic, but her body reacted otherwise: nayeon held your wrist so that you couldn’t move your hand away, pathetically shifting her hips in need.
so needy.
“nayeon,” you whispered, your breath hot against her ear. “can you stay quiet for me?”
nayeon nodded her head frantically. “yes. please— i—”
you could already tell she couldn’t think straight, not when your hand was just inches away from her entrance and her pussy was pulsing in need. oh well — you’d see just how long she could last.
“you better stay very, very quiet,” you smirked, leaning your head away from her ear just as sana returned. she bounced into her seat, making the couch creak under the weight.
“i’m back! are you guys ready? — this is where everything gets crazy.”
you definitely agreed with that.
you slowly circled nayeon’s clit, all the while completely avoiding looking her away. you gave your full attention to sana, nodding along and humming in agreement as sana rambled excitedly about how surprisingly poetic the next scene was.
“...it’s so, so crazy,” sana finished, her eyes sparkling. “isn’t it, nayeon unnie?”
you quickly glanced at nayeon. her cheeks were completely flushed, and she was barely able to open her eyes. you increased your pace against her clit, smirking as her breath hitched.
“i— y-yes,” she stuttered, biting her lips hard to prevent any unwanted noises from slipping out.
nayeon clamped her legs tightly around your hand as you flicked at her clit even faster — at that pace, she could barely control herself, barely restrain herself to stay quiet like she’d promised you.
“oh my god, and then here, the guy—” sana continued to talk. you quickly removed your hand from nayeon’s dripping core, turning your body to give sana your full attention.
you laughed when sana said something funny, although you weren’t really laughing at that.
beside you, nayeon gave a confused groan. she reached for your hand under the blanket, trying to guide your hand back to where she needed it, where she was dripping for you.
you only began to move your hand again when sana finished talking.
this time, you slipped a finger inside her, doing so slowly to prevent any squelching sounds. you slid in impossibly slow, biting your lip at how tight she was — her pussy practically swallowed your finger.
next to you, nayeon turned impossibly quiet. with her other hand, she was gripping the sleeve of your hoodie, her face buried in your shoulder. her body was shaking from restraining herself of grinding onto you.
once the entire length of your finger was inside her, you slid out equally as slowly. you repeated this over and over, reveling in the effect that it had on nayeon. with each thrust, nayeon’s walls squeezed around your finger, her grip on your hoodie turning so tight her knuckles turned white.
she was barely able to stay quiet, but the sounds didn’t travel as far since her moans were muffled by your hoodie.
“this is the actual plot twist,” sana squealed, clapping her hands as she leaned forwards towards the screen.
“oh is it?” you asked, quickly sliding your fingers out of nayeon. you didn’t so much as glance nayeon’s way, pulling your drenched fingers into your lap.
when the plot twist ended, you moved your hand back up to nayeon’s pussy, only to find that she was already touching herself, her own fingers stuffed deep inside. she had two fingers pumping in and out of her as her other hand circled her clit.
she was whining against your hoodie, whimpering at the new intensity of pleasure — one that she had to give herself because you weren’t paying any attention to her.
you quickly slapped her hands away. nayeon whimpered loudly, but luckily, sana didn’t notice. you leaned into her ear: “such a slut. you can’t even wait for my fingers hm?”
nayeon whispered your name, the sound so filthy and broken.
“d-don’t stop, p-please,” nayeon begged, her breath hot against your ears.
suddenly, sana leaned further so that she could look at nayeon.
“nayeon unnie…? are you okay? you look kind of red,” sana commented, looking at the older girl with worry. “are you feeling hot now? do you want me to take the blanket back?”
in that exact moment, you chose to thrust two fingers inside her — she had begged you not to stop, after all. nayeon’s eyes rolled to the back of her head, but she quickly recovered, forcing herself to look at the japanese girl in front of her. sana didn't fail to notice the peculiar reaction, which only added to her original concern.
“n-no!” nayeon immediately shouted, her eyes wide with panic. you fucked her even harder, slamming your fingers each time so that they hit her g-spot at the perfect angle. “i mean— i-i’m fine. just tired i t-think.” her voice was shaky, her eyes barely able to stay open.
her thigh was jerking uncontrollably. after the endless times of edging and touching her on and off, you could tell she was close. and though she’d never admit, you felt how much wetter she had gotten when sana started to pay more attention to her, giving her worried glances every now and then. nayeon gushed around your hand, so wet to the point that you didn’t think you could pump into her without fully getting caught.
so instead, you opted to curl your fingers right against her g-spot.
nayeon buried her face into your shoulder again, but not before a very noticeable moan slipped past her lips.
“nayeon unnie?” sana questioned again, the suspicion more evident in her voice. she stared back and forth between nayeon and you, trying to determine what was happening. you stared straight ahead, acting engrossed in the movie while your finger curled into her a rapid pace under the blanket, your leg pressed on top of nayeon’s open ones to prevent the blanket from moving so much.
“sana,” you said, your voice smooth and even. “do you think you could get nayeon a glass of water? maybe with some ice cubes in it.”
the ice cubes were just a time stall — you were sure it would be just enough to make nayeon cum without sana coming back at the wrong time.
sana nodded, getting up slowly as she shot one more skeptical glance towards nayeon.
as soon as sana disappeared into the kitchen, nayeon whimpered out loud.
“f-fuck, i’m s-so close,” she moaned, throwing her head back. her back arched into your fingers, pushing them deeper inside her.
with one hand still buried deep inside her, you brought the other one to circle her clit. her walls fluttered against your fingers, squeezing your fingers impossibly tight. you curled into her again, murmuring filthy things into her ear.
“come on, baby. cum for me before sana catches us.”
at that, nayeon came hard, biting down on your clothed shoulder as her entire body shuddered from her climax.
a muffled scream echoed through the living room, the sound quiet yet loud across the vast space.
you pulled your fingers slowly out of her, your entire hand drenched from her juices. the couch underneath her was stained as well, obvious and impossible to miss.
nayeon fell limp against your body, her thighs still twitching from the aftermath of her climax.
“let’s get you dressed quickly,” you said to her, pressing a kiss to her cheeks. she nodded weakly, throwing the blanket to the floor as she looked for her discarded clothes somewhere in the quilt.
you watched as pulled her shorts up, her legs wobbling as she sat back down. as soon as you threw the blanket over the two of you again — to hide the very obvious wet spot on the couch — sana returned with a cold glass of water in her hands.
“here you go,” sana handed the glass to nayeon.
nayeon hummed in thanks, taking a small sip of the liquid.
“are you sure you’re okay?” sana asked one last time, looking not-so-subtly around to see if she could detect any suspicious changes to the environment.
“i think she’s better now,” you answered for her, a cheeky grin on your face as you brought your hand to nayeon’s thigh again.
It was a hot summer night in the city, the kind where the air felt thick and sticky even after the sun went down. Nayeon wiped a bead of sweat from her forehead as she and her boyfriend Jae walked hand in hand toward the old movie theater. They had been dating for about six months now, and nights like this were their favorite—simple, cozy, away from the chaos of their busy lives. Nayeon wore a light sundress that hugged her curves just right, the thin fabric fluttering against her smooth thighs with every step.
The dress was short, ending mid-thigh, and she could feel the warm breeze teasing her bare skin underneath. No panties tonight; she had skipped them on a whim, feeling a little naughty as she left the house. Her perky breasts bounced slightly under the dress, nipples already perking up from the evening chill mixed with her growing excitement for the date.
Jae looked handsome as always, in his casual button-up shirt and jeans, his arm slung protectively around her waist. He leaned down and kissed her temple. 'This is gonna be fun, babe. That new thriller everyone's talking about.' Nayeon smiled up at him, her heart fluttering. Jae was sweet, reliable—the perfect boyfriend. But lately, she had been craving something more intense, something with an edge of danger that made her pussy tingle just thinking about it. She pushed the thought away as they bought their tickets and popped into the theater.
The place was dimly lit, with rows of worn red seats and the faint smell of buttery popcorn hanging in the air. It wasn't too crowded, just a handful of people scattered around, giving them plenty of space. They picked seats near the back, in the middle of a row, with the aisle on Nayeon's left. Jae settled in on her right, pulling her close so her head could rest on his shoulder. She snuggled against him, her hand on his thigh, feeling the warmth of his body through his jeans. The previews started playing, the screen flickering to life with bright colors and loud sounds.
That's when he appeared. A tall man with broad shoulders and a confident stride slipped into the row from the aisle and took the seat right next to Nayeon. She glanced over out of the corner of her eye, curiosity piqued.
She looked at the man, and he slowly turned around, finally showing his face, and her whole body shook in horror, and other sensations ran along her whole body. It was her Ex-boyfriend before she started dating Jae, Min suk who she had tried her level best to forget, The years she dated him was terrible, She only remebers how just his presence turned her on as she remembers performing before thousands of fans tteasing them with her body and then coming home and begging and rubbing on his body like a slut for his cock. Even now, she remembers his cock and fingers on her body.
She felt like a whore and slut in front of him, so she dumped him and broke up with him via text because she didn’t have the confidence to break up with him directly. She would spiral down the same path of being a cock sleeve in front of him.
She started dating Jae after that. Jae was sweet, kind, and sexually he was average. Even though he would not be able to sexually satisfy her , at least she did not feel like a slave while dating him.
Nayeon shifted in her seat, crossing her legs to hide the sudden warmth building between them. The theater wasn't full; he could have sat anywhere else. Jae was already munching on the popcorn they shared, his eyes glued to the screen, completely oblivious. Nayeon tried to focus, too, but she could feel his presence like a magnetic pull. His knee bumped hers lightly as he adjusted his position— She gulped hard, even a touch bringing the memories of being absolutely ravaged by him from morning to night coming back to her. She told herself that he would not recognize her with the mask and the hat on. But he didn't move it away. Instead, it stayed there, pressing firmly against her bare skin, the denim of his jeans rough and warm.
Her heart started to race. She should pull away, right? Jae was right there, his arm around her shoulders. But the contact felt electric, forbidden. A thrill shot straight to her core, making her pussy lips swell slightly under her dress. No panties meant she was exposed, vulnerable, and the thought made her clit throb. She uncrossed her legs just a fraction, pretending to get more comfortable, and his knee nudged higher, now resting against her inner thigh. Nayeon's breath caught in her throat. Was this happening? In a public theater, with her boyfriend beside her?
He leaned back in his seat, his hand casually dropping to the armrest between them. His fingers, long and strong, brushed the hem of her dress. At first, it was feather-light, like he was testing the waters. Nayeon froze, her eyes fixed on the screen, but her body betrayed her. She didn't stop him. She could not help her mind wanted to, but the years of training by him made her body have so much craving for his cock and his touch. Instead, a rush of heat flooded her cheeks and her chest, her nipples hardening into tight peaks that poked against the thin fabric of her dress. His fingers traced slow circles on her outer thigh, inching upward with deliberate slowness.
Jae chuckled at a funny preview line, squeezing her shoulder affectionately. 'This one's gonna be wild,' he whispered. Nayeon forced a laugh, nodding, but her mind was elsewhere. Min suk's touch grew bolder, his fingertips slipping under the edge of her dress, grazing the soft, sensitive skin of her inner thigh. She bit her lower lip, suppressing a gasp.
Her pussy was getting wet now, slick juices starting to coat her folds. The risk of it all—the familiar hand so close to her bare cunt while Jae sat inches away—made her feel alive, adventurous, like she was stepping into a kinky fantasy she never knew she craved. She wanted to get away, but his hands on her body after some months made her body writhe in pleasure, her nipples were hard, her pussy lips were twitching in anticipation. She wanted to close her thighs, but her body refused to obey her as she spread her thighs for him just like a slut in heat.
His hand paused for a moment, as if waiting for her to protest. But Nayeon didn't. Emboldened, he slid higher, his palm now flat against her thigh, thumb brushing dangerously close to her exposed pussy. She could feel the heat radiating from his skin, and her own arousal made her thighs slick. The movie started, the lights dimming even further, plunging the theater into near darkness. Only the glow from the screen illuminated their row sporadically. Min Suk took advantage, his fingers finally reaching her bare lips. He parted them gently with one finger, feeling the wetness there, and Nayeon had to stifle a moan by pressing her lips together.
'Fuck,' she thought, her clit pulsing as he rubbed it slowly, circling the swollen nub with expert precision. No one else but him could make her tremble in pleasure just with his fingers; her pussy was dancing with joy, finally meeting its match. He had always been so brazen. Jae's hand rested on her arm, innocent and loving, while Min Suk’s finger dipped lower, sliding along her slick slit. He found her entrance and pushed in just the tip, testing her tightness. Nayeon's hips twitched involuntarily, grinding against his hand for more. She was soaked now, her juices coating his finger, making it easy for him to slide deeper.
Min Suk added pressure, his middle finger plunging fully inside her pussy, curling to hit that sensitive spot on her inner wall. Nayeon gripped the armrest with her free hand, her nails digging into the fabric. The sensation was intense—his thick digit stretching her slightly, pumping in and out with slow, deliberate strokes. She could hear the faint wet sounds of her arousal, muffled by the movie's soundtrack, but terrifyingly real. Jae shifted beside her, offering her some popcorn. 'Want some?' he asked softly. Nayeon nodded, her voice shaky as she replied, 'Sure,' taking a handful with trembling fingers. All the while, Min Suk’s finger fucked her steadily, his thumb now rubbing her clit in tight circles.
The kink of it all made her head spin. Here she was, cheating on her boyfriend most explicitly, letting her ex-boyfriend finger her dripping cunt right next to him. The adventure of the risk—the what if Jae noticed? What if someone else in the row turned around?—only heightened her pleasure. Her pussy clenched around his finger, walls fluttering as he added a second one, stretching her more. Two fingers now, scissoring inside her, rubbing her G-spot with every thrust. Juices leaked out, trickling down to her ass, making the seat beneath her slippery.
Nayeon's breath came in short pants, her perky breasts heaving under her dress. Her nipples ached, begging for attention, but she couldn't touch them without drawing suspicion. Min seemed to sense her building need; he leaned in slightly, his hot breath on her ear. 'You're so fucking wet for me, Nayeon-ah, ' he whispered, voice low and gravelly, barely audible over the movie's dialogue. The words sent a jolt through her, her clit throbbing harder under his thumb. She wanted to respond, to beg for more, but Jae was there, his head now resting against hers, completely engrossed.
His fingers sped up, pumping deeper, the heel of his palm grinding against her clit. Nayeon's thighs quivered, spreading wider to give him better access. Her pussy made obscene squelching noises with each plunge, her cream coating his hand up to the wrist. She was close already, the taboo thrill pushing her toward the edge faster than ever. Imagine if Jae smelled her arousal, or felt the way her body tensed. The thought made her even wetter, her walls gripping his fingers like a vice.
To distract herself—or maybe to heighten the kink—Nayeon reached for the soda cup on her left side, the one she had set on the floor earlier. Her hand shook from the pleasure coursing through her, and as she lifted it, the cup tipped. Cold cola splashed across her lap, soaking through her dress and directly onto her bare pussy. The shock of the icy liquid made her yelp loudly, her body jerking as Min Suk’s fingers still moved inside her.
Jae turned immediately, concern etched on his face. 'Whoa, you okay, Nayeon?' He grabbed a napkin from the popcorn bucket, dabbing at her thigh. Nayeon nodded frantically, pulling away from Min Suk’s hand as discreetly as she could. His fingers slipped out with a wet pop that she prayed no one heard, leaving her pussy feeling empty and aching. 'Yeah, just clumsy me,' she stammered, her face burning with a mix of embarrassment and lingering arousal. The soda mixed with her juices, creating a sticky mess that cooled quickly on her skin, but her clit still pulsed with need.
Min Suk pulled his hand back smoothly, wiping it on his jeans with a smirk she could barely see in the dark. His eyes met hers for a split second, promising more. Heart pounding like a drum, Nayeon grabbed her purse from under the seat. 'I need to clean this up in the bathroom. Be right back, babe.' Jae nodded, squeezing her hand. 'Hurry, the good part's starting.' She stood on shaky legs, smoothing her dress over the wet spot, feeling Min Suk’s gaze burning into her ass as she hurried down the aisle and out of the row.
The theater door swung shut behind her, and Nayeon leaned against the wall in the lobby for a moment, catching her breath. Her pussy throbbed, clit swollen and sensitive from the fingering. The soda had made everything sticky, but underneath, she was drenched in her own cream. What the hell had just happened? She had let him finger her to the brink of orgasm while her boyfriend sat beside her. The kinky adventure of it all left her dizzy, excited, craving whatever came next. She headed toward the ladies' room, her mind racing with guilt and pleasure.
Nayeon pushed open the bathroom door, the cool air hitting her flushed skin like a slap. The ladies' room was empty, thank god, just rows of white sinks and stalls under harsh fluorescent lights. Her heart hammered in her chest as she hurried to the nearest sink, twisting the faucet on full blast. Cold water splashed into the basin, and she grabbed a handful of paper towels, dabbing at the sticky mess on her dress and thighs.
The soda had soaked through, mixing with her own slick arousal, making her feel filthy and exposed. Her pussy still throbbed from Min Suk's fingers, empty and aching for more, even though her mind screamed that she had to stop this madness. Jae was back in the theater, waiting for her, probably wondering what was taking so long. She couldn't believe what she'd let happen—letting him finger her right there, so close to her boyfriend. The thrill of it scared her as much as it excited her.
She glanced at her reflection in the mirror, her cheeks pink, lips parted as she breathed heavily. Strands of hair stuck to her forehead, and her dress clung to her wet skin, outlining her hard nipples. 'Get it together, Nayeon,' she whispered to herself, splashing water on her face. But before she could calm down, the door creaked open behind her. She froze, her eyes darting to the mirror. There he was—Min Suk, stepping inside with that same confident stride, his broad shoulders filling the doorway. He locked the door with a soft click, his piercing eyes locking onto hers through the reflection. A slow smile spread across his face, like he owned the place, like he owned her.
'What the—get out!' Nayeon spun around, her voice sharper than she intended, but it came out breathy, laced with something she didn't want to admit. She backed up against the sink, her hands gripping the edge for support. Min Suk didn't say a word at first; he just closed the distance between them in slow, deliberate steps, his boots echoing on the tile floor. Each step made her pulse quicken, her body betraying her with a fresh gush of wetness between her legs. She should scream, call for help, but the door was locked, and deep down, the danger of it all—the kinky risk of being caught in here with him—made her clit swell even more.
'Please, you can't be in here,' she stammered, trying to sound firm as she pressed her back harder against the sink. Her eyes flicked to the door, then back to him. He was so close now, towering over her, his musky scent mixing with the faint popcorn smell from the theater. Min Suk reached out, his hand brushing her arm lightly, and she flinched, but didn't pull away. 'This is crazy. My boyfriend's out there. We have to stop.'
He chuckled low, his voice a rumble that vibrated through her. 'Stop? You didn't stop me back there, Nayeon. You spread your legs wider when I fingered that tight little pussy of yours.' His words hit her like a spark, igniting the heat she'd been trying to ignore. She shook her head, stepping sideways to put space between them, but he mirrored her move, blocking her path to the door.
Another step forward from him, and she backed into the wall beside the sinks, trapped. Her breath hitched as his body heat enveloped her, his chest almost touching her breasts. The way he moved, predatory and sure, made her thighs clench, her arousal dripping down her inner leg.
'I broke up with you,' she protested weakly, her hands coming up to push at his chest. But her palms lingered there, feeling the hard muscles under his shirt. Min Suk's hand shot out, grabbing her wrist gently but firmly, pinning it above her head against the wall. His other hand trailed up her side, fingers dancing over the curve of her hip. 'You know my touch, though. Feel how your body's reacting? You're soaked for me already.'
Nayeon tried to twist away, her free hand shoving at his shoulder. 'No, let go. This isn't right.' But as his fingers skimmed the underside of her breast through the wet dress, she gasped, her words cutting off into a soft whimper. He knew exactly where to touch—teasing the sensitive swell of her boob, his thumb circling just under her nipple without quite grazing it. The fabric was thin and damp, making every sensation sharper. Her nipple hardened instantly, poking out like it was begging for attention. 'Stop... we can't...' she managed, but her voice cracked as he leaned in, his lips brushing her ear.
'You miss this, don't you? My hands on your body, knowing every spot that makes you melt.' His breath was hot against her neck, sending shivers down her spine. He released her wrist, but instead of pulling away, she kept her arm up, too dazed to move. Min Suk's fingers finally cupped her breast fully, squeezing the soft flesh, his palm pressing against her nipple. He rolled it between his thumb and forefinger, pinching just hard enough to make her arch into him. 'These tits of yours— so perky, so responsive. I bet you've been dreaming about me playing with them.'
'Shut up, I haven't,' she denied, shaking her head, but her body leaned forward, pushing her boob harder into his hand. The pleasure shot straight to her core, her pussy clenching around nothing. She tried to talk sense again—'Jae's waiting, he'll come looking'—but Min Suk's mouth descended on her neck, his tongue licking a slow, wet trail from her collarbone up to her jaw.
He sucked gently on the spot just below her ear, the one that always made her knees weak, and she moaned despite herself, her hands fisting in his shirt instead of pushing him away.
He pulled back slightly, his eyes dark with lust as he looked down at her. 'Liar. Your neck's always been your weak spot. Remember how you'd beg me to kiss it?' Wait, what? He'd known her forever. His free hand slid down her body, tracing the lines of her abs through the dress. Nayeon's stomach was toned from her workouts, and he knew it, his fingers pressing into the firm muscles, dipping into her navel. 'These abs... so tight, so sexy. You work hard for this body, but it's mine to tease right now.'
She swallowed hard, trying to summon words. 'You're wrong, I don't... ah!' Her protest died as his hand ventured lower, over her hips to her thighs. He squeezed the soft flesh of her inner thigh, his fingers inching up under the hem of her dress. The skin there was slick from her arousal and the soda, and he groaned appreciatively. 'Feel that? Your thighs are trembling for me. Spread them a little, baby.'
'No, please, we have to stop,' Nayeon whispered, but her legs parted just a fraction, inviting him closer. Min Suk's touch was expert, his nails scraping lightly up her thigh, making goosebumps rise. He knew the spot right at the crease where thigh met pussy, and he teased it mercilessly, circling without touching her core. Her clit ached, desperate for contact, and she felt more wetness trickle out, soaking her bare lips.
He pressed his body against hers fully now, his hard cock evident through his jeans, grinding against her hip. 'You miss my cock, Nayeon-ah. That thick shaft stretching your pussy, filling you up. Admit it.' His hand finally cupped her mound, fingers pressing against her soaked folds through the dress. She was dripping, the fabric dark and clinging to her shaved pussy.
'I don't miss anything! You're a bastard,' she lied, her voice shaky, but her hips bucked forward into his palm. Min Suk laughed softly, hiking her dress up in one swift motion, exposing her bare lower half. Cool air hit her wet pussy, making her gasp. He stepped back just enough to look down, his eyes devouring the sight. 'Look at this, baby. Your cunt's weeping for me. Dripping wet, lips all puffy and pink.'
Nayeon's face burned with shame and desire. She tried to close her legs, but he wedged his knee between them, forcing them apart. 'No, don't look,' she pleaded, hands covering her face. But Min Suk grabbed her chin, tilting her head down so she had to see. Her pussy was on full display, slick juices coating her inner thighs, a thin trail trickling down toward her knee. 'See? Your body's honest, even if you won't be. You need my fingers back inside you.'
Before she could argue, he spun her around to face the sink, his strong hands on her hips. 'Put your leg up here,' he commanded, tapping the edge of the sink. Nayeon shook her head, gripping the counter. 'I can't... Jae...' But his hand on her lower back pressed firmly, and the other lifted her right leg, hooking it over the sink's rim. She was forced to balance on her left foot, her dress bunched around her waist, pussy fully exposed in the mirror. The position spread her wide, her ass cheeks parting slightly, giving him a clear view of her dripping hole and swollen clit. Juices trickled down, splashing softly into the sink below.
'Fuck, look at that pretty pussy,' Min Suk growled, his hands spreading her ass cheeks wider. 'So bare, so ready. Dripping like a faucet.' Nayeon whimpered, staring at her reflection—legs splayed, cunt glistening under the lights. She looked like a slut, adventurous and kinky, and the sight made her even wetter. 'Please, put me down. This is too much.'
But Min Suk ignored her, one hand sliding between her thighs from behind. His fingers traced her outer lips, collecting her slickness, then parted them slowly. 'Too much? Your hole's twitching for me.' He dipped one finger into her entrance, just the tip, and she cried out, her hands slapping the mirror. 'No, take it out!' She reached back, grabbing his wrist to push him away, but he held firm, sliding the finger deeper.
'Deny it all you want, but this pussy's sucking me in.' His finger plunged fully inside, her walls clenching around the intrusion. Nayeon moaned, her grip on his wrist tightening, trying to pull him out. 'Stop... I don't want this,' she gasped, but her hips rocked back, taking him deeper. Min Suk added a second finger, stretching her, the wet squelch echoing in the bathroom. 'Liar. Listen to how wet you are. That sloppy sound—your cunt loves my fingers.'
He curled them inside her, rubbing the front wall, hitting her G-spot with precision. Nayeon's knees buckled, her leg slipping slightly on the sink, but he held her steady. 'Oh god, no,' she whimpered, pushing at his wrist again, but her strength was fading, fingers trembling. Pleasure built fast, her clit throbbing untouched. Min Suk's thumb found it, circling the nub while his fingers pumped in and out, slow at first, then faster.
'Tell me you don't miss this,' he taunted, his free hand reaching around to pinch her nipple again. 'My fingers fucking your tight hole, making you cream all over them.' She tried to speak—' I don't... ahh!'—but his thrust hit deep, and she screamed, a high-pitched moan that bounced off the tiles. Her hand on his wrist went slack, now just holding on as waves of ecstasy rolled through her.
'That's it, moan for me. Your boyfriend can't hear this, but I can feel how close you are.' He sped up, three fingers now, scissoring her wide, juices splashing with each plunge. Nayeon's abs tensed, her boobs heaving as she panted. She denied it one last time—' Not for you...'—but it dissolved into screams, her body betraying her completely. Her pussy gushed around his hand, walls fluttering, pushing her toward the edge in this forbidden, adventurous bathroom tryst.
Min Suk's dirty talk continued, low and relentless. 'Your clit's so hard, begging to be rubbed. Imagine my cock here instead, pounding this dripping cunt while Jae watches the movie.' The words made her clench harder, her resistance crumbling. She gripped the sink, pushing back onto his fingers, moans turning to screams as he expertly played her body like an instrument. Her hands no longer pushed; they pulled him closer, her body surrendering to the kinky pleasure.
He twisted his fingers, grazing her G-spot over and over, thumb flicking her clit in rapid circles. 'Cum for me, Nayeon-ah. Show me how much you missed me.' She fought it, biting her lip, but her orgasm crashed through her, pussy spasming wildly around his fingers. She screamed his name—' Min suk-ah!'—juices squirting out, soaking his hand and the sink. Her leg shook on the rim, body convulsing as waves of bliss hit her.
Panting, she slumped against the mirror, his fingers still buried deep, gently stroking her through the aftershocks. 'See? Your body knows what it wants.' Nayeon could only whimper, spent and aroused all over again, the adventure far from over.
The bathroom tiles were still reverberating with Nayeon’s final, shattering scream. Her body was slick with sweat and her own copious juices, which still dripped steadily down her inner thigh and into the sink. She was completely spent, slumped against the cold mirror, his fingers a warm, heavy weight buried deep inside her.
As the last tremors of her climax subsided, Nayeon’s mind slowly began to resurface from the depths of pure sensation. The shame hit her with the force of a physical blow. The reality of her location—a public movie theater bathroom—and the person responsible—Min Suk, her dangerous, thrilling ex, while her current boyfriend, Jae, waited just outside—slammed into her.
"No... no, get away," she managed to gasp, her voice weak and hoarse. The shame gave her a surge of adrenaline.
She tried to pull her leg off the sink, desperate to get her footing, to cover herself, to escape the horrific exposure. She pushed against the mirror, trying to twist away from the hand that was still intimately embedded in her.
Min Suk didn't release her. He slowly withdrew his fingers, slick and dripping, his eyes dark with predatory satisfaction. He took a single step back, giving her space, but his hands immediately moved to her waist, anchoring her.
Before she could execute her escape, he hauled her upright, pulling her full weight off the sink and swinging her around violently. Her feet landed unsteadily on the floor, her knees still shaking violently from the orgasm. He didn't give her a chance to regain balance or cover up her exposed lower half.
In one fluid, demanding motion, he slammed her back against the cool, hard surface of the bathroom stall door.
Her back hit the metal with a loud thud, and she gasped, instantly disoriented. He immediately crushed his body against hers, his hard cock, still rock-hard beneath his jeans, pressing forcefully into her exposed, wet pussy.
"No, stop it!" Nayeon protested, the last shreds of her conscience rallying. She pushed against his chest, her hands balled into weak, ineffective fists, hitting his firm pectoral muscles. "Min Suk, let me go! I mean it!"
Her struggle was fierce but brief. He didn't respond with words, only action. His mouth descended onto hers with brutal, immediate force, silencing her protest.
The kiss was everything their history embodied: deep, possessive, and overwhelming. His tongue stabbed past her lips, invading her mouth, tracing the delicate ridges of her palate, and battling with her own tongue. It was a complete take-over, his tongue a mirror of the dominant way his cock had just used her.
At first, Nayeon continued to fight, her head straining back against the stall door, her small fists weakly beating his chest, trying to push him away. This is wrong. Jae. Stop.
But his tongue was a master of pleasure. It worked her mouth relentlessly, passionately, a hypnotic, wet dance that triggered deep, forgotten memories of their past intimacy. The taste of him, a potent mixture of soda, salt, and her own lingering arousal, was addictive.
As her mind screamed 'No,' her body began to respond 'Yes.' Her resistance faltered. The feeble blows against his chest weakened, becoming slow, almost tentative taps, and then, finally, her hands opened.
The moment her fists relaxed, Min Suk took full advantage.
His hands slid from her waist, moving down her bare back before reaching around to cup her exposed ass cheeks. He squeezed the soft flesh hard, lifting her slightly, using the pressure to grind his hard, jutting cock even more intensely against her still-swollen, hypersensitive pussy.
A deep, involuntary moan escaped Nayeon's throat, muffled by the relentless kiss. The intense friction of his denim-covered cock rubbing against her wet, bare lips was agonizingly thrilling. Her legs, spread slightly by his position, began to tremble again.
His hands continued their assault on her body, one still gripping her ass, the other sliding around to her front. He reached under the bunched-up dress, his thumb finding her nipple, still peaked and throbbing from her recent climax. He pinched it roughly, twisting the sensitive peak between his fingers.
"Mmmph! Ah!" The sharp, sudden pain of the nipple pinch combined with the intense grinding friction at her core shattered the last wall of her resolve.
Her hands, which moments before had been pushing him away, now flew up and around his neck. She stopped fighting the kiss and began to kiss him back.
It was a total, feral surrender. She didn't kiss him gently; she kissed him with the same primal ferocity and raw, uninhibited passion that had defined their relationship in the past. Her tongue met his, demanding, hungry, and dueling for dominance. The shame of the current moment vanished, replaced entirely by the intoxicating, forbidden thrill of their reunion. In that instant, pressed hard against the cold metal door, there was no Jae, no movie, only the undeniable, immediate reality of Min Suk's body against hers.
Her fingers dug into the hair at the nape of his neck, pulling his head closer, deepening the kiss to the point of pain.
Her free hand, driven by a deep, urgent craving, slid down his torso, over the beltline, and finally reached the massive, hard tent straining against his jeans. She cupped him, her palm closing around the thick, heavy shaft, feeling the unyielding power of his erection beneath the rough denim.
She stroked him hard, a long, firm pull from base to tip, her fingers trembling with the raw need his body always evoked.
"Fuck," she gasped, breaking the kiss for a second, her forehead resting against his. "I missed you... I missed this!" The lie was gone; the truth was raw and ugly and beautiful. Her body and hands craved his physicality, the size, the strength, the overwhelming sexual dominance that made her forget everything else.
He responded with a grunt of deep satisfaction, grinding his hips harder, allowing her hand to continue its possessive stroking over his rock-hard cock. He resumed the kiss, his tongue plunging deep, mirroring the deep, powerful stroke of her hand over his erection.
Her legs, no longer resisting, parted wider, her thighs rubbing against his own jean-clad thighs, adding a new layer of intense friction to her already over-stimulated pussy. The soft, exposed flesh of her inner thigh was pressed against the rough denim, a kinky, thrilling clash of textures. She arched her back, pressing her naked, wet core harder into his crotch, begging for the pain and pleasure of his thickness.
She was completely lost, utterly consumed by the dangerous, forbidden fire of her ex-boyfriend, giving herself over entirely to the explicit, adventurous moment of betrayal and passion.
Min Suk pulled back slightly, his eyes still dark and heavy-lidded with lust. But before he could issue a new command, Nayeon took the lead.
She grabbed his face with both of her hands, her fingers pressing into his temples, and hauled his head back down to meet her mouth. The kiss was no longer a forced violation; it was a hungry demand. Her lips were open and wet, and she slammed her tongue into his mouth with an aggressive, consuming passion that surprised him. She was suddenly the aggressor, driving the kiss deep, biting his lower lip, and sucking his tongue with a fierceness that had been dormant for years.
Her hands left his face and plunged immediately, possessively, under his shirt. Her fingers splayed wide across the warm, muscular expanse of his back, tracing the ridges of his spine and the contours of his hard, grey-haired shoulders. She didn't just touch; she explored, she clawed, she owned. Every movement was a declaration: This is mine. I missed this.
Min Suk let out a deep, throaty laugh, the sound rumbling against her ear as she broke the kiss to press her mouth against the sensitive juncture of his neck and shoulder. The laugh was teasing, appreciative, and fully understanding.
"There she is," he chuckled, his voice thick with arousal. "The bold Nayeon. The one who used to ditch rehearsal just to get her ass pounded in my apartment. Took you long enough to show up, baby." He leaned his head back against the stall door, letting her take complete control of the kiss and the pace.
She didn't stop to argue. She was past shame, past guilt, past the need to maintain any facade. A switch had been violently flipped inside her, and the only thing that mattered was the overwhelming, intoxicating reality of Min Suk and his body. The thrill of betrayal, of the immediate, explicit danger, only amplified her hunger.
Her mouth moved from his neck, trailing wet, hot kisses down to his collarbone. She licked the salty, slightly musky skin of his throat, her hands tearing at the button of his shirt.
"Shut up," she murmured against his skin, her voice low and husky, entirely devoid of the previous panic. She tasted him, savored the scent of him, and let the words spill out in the same breath. "You know I love your cock more than anyone's! I've been faking it for six months with Jae! His small thing barely touches anything! I only think about your thick shaft when I'm on stage! All day, every day, Min Suk's cock is the only thing on my mind, besides the damn comeback schedule!"
The confession was raw, filthy, and entirely genuine. Her mind, usually segmented between her demanding professional life (TWICE, her members, the fans) and her subdued personal life, was now brutally reduced to one glorious, immediate fixation: Min Suk and the overwhelming pleasure he provided.
With this final admission, her inhibition collapsed entirely. She ripped his button-down shirt open, the fabric tearing slightly at the strained buttons, exposing his chest. She pressed her face against his warm, hairy skin, licking a trail across his pectoral muscle.
At the same time, her own dress—already bunched around her waist—was now a hindrance. She reached down, her hands moving with sudden, decisive efficiency, and roughly shoved the bunched fabric up over her head. The dress snagged momentarily on her hair before she tore it free and tossed it onto the wet bathroom floor.
She was fully bare now. Her body—toned from dance practice, her breasts heaving, her pussy still glistening from her climax, was on full display against the unforgiving metal of the stall door. There was no hesitation, no attempt to cover her breasts or her exposed sex. The shy Nayeon was dead. She was the bold woman who knew exactly what she wanted and where to get it.
She then focused on him. Her hands worked furiously at his belt buckle and the zipper of his jeans, the metallic rasp echoing loudly in the enclosed space. She didn't bother trying to slip them off entirely; she simply yanked the zipper down and pulled his jeans and boxers down to his knees, trapping them around his ankles.
His massive, engorged cock sprang free, thick and pulsing, pointed directly at her wet core. It was the moment of truth.
Nayeon didn't wait. Still pressed against the stall door, she locked eyes with him, a look of fierce, unadulterated desire burning in her gaze. She was the one who had commanded the pace; she was the one who would initiate the final, ultimate surrender.
She grabbed his hips, pulling his body tighter against hers, ensuring that the heavy, thick column of his cock was rubbing forcefully against her slick, aching pussy lips. The friction of her bare flesh against his exposed erection made them both groan simultaneously.
"Now," she panted, her voice a low snarl of lust. "Right now. Fuck me. Hard."
Nayeon's newfound dominance was a challenge Min Suk met with primal, triumphant hunger. He let out a deep, satisfied roar—a sound of raw relief—as she clung to him, pressing her bare, aching pussy against the massive head of his cock. Her command, "Now, right now. Fuck me. Hard," was the final authorization he needed.
He didn't ease in; he grabbed her hips and slammed his thick shaft into her fully, burying himself to the hilt in one brutal, singular thrust.
Nayeon screamed—a strangled, guttural sound that was instantly choked off by the profound, shocking fullness that invaded her. Her body was violently stretched, the sheer thickness of him a crushing, intoxicating pressure that instantly triggered deep, agonizing pleasure. She could feel the dense, hard head of his cock jarring her cervix with the familiar, heavy impact that Jae's smaller size could never reach.
"Oh God, that's it!" she gasped, her hands flying out to clutch the cold, hard metal of the stall door, bending her body forward, instinctively trying to accommodate the immense pressure.
Min Suk, feeling her tight, wet walls suck him in after six months of deprivation, let out a deep, vibrating groan of his own. The immediate, intense grip of her pussy was the ultimate welcome home.
"You're so damn tight, Nayeon-ah!" he growled, pulling out just enough to hear the wet schlop of their separation before slamming back in with a deep, punishing rhythm against the door. "I missed this grip! I missed feeling you squeeze me like this!"
Nayeon's eyes rolled back. All thought dissolved into pure sensation. Her hips instinctively rocked back against his, meeting his powerful thrusts with a frantic, eager rhythm. Her voice was strained and broken, a mix of pain and pleasure.
"Don't stop! Don't you dare stop! It's the best! This is the best cock in the world! I need this, Min Suk! Pound me!"
He shifted his hands from her hips to her firm, muscular ass cheeks. He cupped the round, smooth flesh, squeezing hard, then used the grip to control the angle of his thrust, angling his massive cock to grind relentlessly against her G-spot. The sensation was immediate and overwhelming, sending white-hot bolts of pleasure radiating through her core.
He punctuated his thrusts with sharp, resounding slaps to her ass. "You love the way I use you, don't you? Say thank you!"
"Yes! Thank you, Daddy!" she screamed, the humiliation driving her further into climax. "Hit it again! It's your ass to slap!"
He fucked her with a primal, aggressive violence, her body bent over the metal, slick and bare, fully consumed by his dominant presence. She was rocking back onto his cock with every drive, fucking herself onto his thickness, lost in the forbidden, overwhelming reality of their reunion.
Just as the familiar, dizzying rush of a second orgasm began to seize her, a terrifying sound tore through their bubble of lust: the outer door of the bathroom opened.
Click-clack. Click-clack.
Two women's voices immediately followed, giggling and discussing the movie. "Oh my god, I know! When he did that jump, I almost spilled my soda!"
Nayeon’s eyes snapped wide open in paralyzing terror. She tried to squirm away, the instinct to cover herself and flee immediate, but Min Suk was locked deep inside her.
"Stop!" she mouthed silently, her panic palpable.
He didn't pull out. He just whispered, his voice a low, dangerous rumble in her ear, "Shhh. Don't move."
He gripped her shoulder and swiftly maneuvered them both, pressing her firmly into the far corner of the narrow stall, away from the tiny gap beneath the door. Nayeon’s eyes darted frantically to the floor outside their stall—her bunched-up dress, Min Suk's shirt, and his jeans were piled inches from where the women were now standing, their conversation loud and clear.
Her mind screamed at him to stop, to wait, to pause the debauchery until the danger passed. But Min Suk, his eyes glinting with a wicked, intoxicating thrill, found the imminent risk to be the ultimate turn-on.
As the women began to use the sinks just outside, Min Suk slid his thick cock out about halfway—just enough to start the friction—and then slammed back in with a deep, controlled thrust.
Nayeon’s breath hitched, a sharp, choked gasp of pain and pleasure. She instantly clamped her teeth down hard on her lower lip, stifling the scream that was desperate to erupt from her throat. The proximity of the voices forced her into absolute, terrified silence.
He began to fuck her slowly, deeply, and silently, every thrust an act of contained, focused violation. He wasn't fast, but he was deep, the rhythmic grinding of his pelvis against her ass echoing the soft clicks of the faucet outside.
"So wet for me, aren't you?" he whispered, his lips grazing her ear, his breath hot. "You can't even moan. Squeeze me, baby. Show me how much you want this."
She obeyed, squeezing her internal muscles around his thickness, trying desperately to contain the rapidly building third orgasm. She could hear the women's casual chatter, the sound of the soap dispenser, and the sickeningly loud, wet squelch of Min Suk's cock sliding in and out of her pussy.
He drove in again, a slow, grinding thrust that hit her with catastrophic precision. Her entire body tensed, her pussy walls suddenly spasming uncontrollably around his cock, signalling the point of no return. She was so close that she could no longer control the building pressure. She bit down on her lip until she tasted blood, muffling the high-pitched, desperate whine of her impending climax.
The walls of the narrow bathroom stall were slick with condensation, sweat, and Nayeon's heat. The casual chatter of the women outside, discussing movie plots and buttered popcorn, formed a chilling, paradoxical backdrop to the explicit, violent intimacy unfolding just feet away.
Nayeon's body was a tuning fork, vibrating with residual pleasure and terrified tension. She was still locked against Min Suk, his cock deep inside her, her pussy walls pulsing in silent spasms as her second, high-risk orgasm subsided. She bit down on her lip until the metallic taste of blood filled her mouth, ensuring no sound betrayed their location.
But Min Suk was not finished with the dangerous game.
He felt the intense, residual wetness that coated his shaft. Her body, hyper-stimulated and craving release after six months of deprivation, was poised on a hair trigger. He intended to exploit that state until she was a completely empty, incoherent mess.
He slid his cock out slowly, savoring the wet, sucking schlop sound that was thankfully swallowed by the echoing acoustics of the tiled bathroom. The instant his head slipped free, Nayeon's entire body seized. The immense, sudden void of his thickness caused a massive, electric shock to her internal nerves, and her pussy walls erupted.
She felt a hot, powerful gush deep inside her, an involuntary wave of fluid that poured out of her hole. The sensation was explosive, the fluid jetting out and running down her thighs. It was her squirt, a physical manifestation of her complete surrender, something she hadn't experienced since she was with him.
"There it is," Min Suk hissed, his voice low and triumphant, his eyes devouring the sight.
He watched her dripping, convulsing pussy, its lips swollen and pink, pouring out a transparent torrent of fluid. The intensity of her arousal was visible in the way her core muscles cramped and shuddered.
He didn't give her time to recover. Before the surge could fully subside, he slammed his cock back in, burying himself deep in one sharp, demanding thrust.
"Ahhh! Oh!" Nayeon gasped, the sound a strangled whimper that she instantly smothered by crushing her forehead against his shoulder.
The immediate, overwhelming pressure of his thickness hitting her G-spot again, combined with the extreme sensitivity of her post-orgasm state, was too much. Her body rebelled against the control she was trying to maintain. As his cock twisted slightly inside her, grinding against her deepest nerve center, she squirted again.
Another surge of hot fluid gushed out, mixing with the previous release, coating his balls and the base of his shaft. Min Suk felt the rush of liquid and the accompanying violent contractions of her walls, and he grinned, his triumph complete.
He pulled out again—slowly, deliberately—and the sight was breathtakingly filthy. Her pussy, framed by the tattered remnant of her stocking, was pouring like an open faucet, the floor already beginning to collect a sticky puddle. His cock, thick and impossibly hard, was slicked entirely in her juices, dripping like an icicle.
"Look at you," he mocked softly, pressing his mouth against the sweaty shell of her ear. "You're a fountain for me. Your body remembers who owns your pleasure."
He slammed back in a third time, plunging into the slick, open entrance. The force of the re-entry was so violent, so precisely targeted, that it bypassed all control. This time, Nayeon’s entire body seized and buckled.
A long, desperate whine managed to escape her tightly clenched throat. She lost all connection to the outside world, the voices and the risk vanishing in a blinding white flash. Her pussy went into massive, rhythmic spasms, squirting a continuous stream of fluid that felt endless, drenching the lower half of his torso and splashing onto the metal stall door.
Min Suk finally held her still, locked deep inside her, his hips pressing her against the wall as he rode out the last of her violent convulsions. She was done. Her body was a mass of trembling exhaustion, like a celebrity who had just collapsed off stage after a three-hour concert.
Her skin was utterly drenched, the sweat from her hair, neck, and back mixing with the slick fluids of their sex. She was panting in deep, ragged gulps, her chest heaving, her eyes half-closed and swimming in a daze. She seemed to have lost the ability to form coherent thoughts, mumbling nonsense words—fragments of song lyrics, Korean phrases, and his name—a continuous stream of confused, pleasure-induced chatter.
Her beautiful, sexy body was an image of pure, glorious ruin: bare, sweaty, and utterly defeated.
He pulled his cock out just slightly, enough to create a torturous friction, and then grabbed a handful of her hair—the sleek, dark strands—and yanked her head back, forcing her to look up at him.
"Look at what I did to you," he commanded, his voice dark and possessive. He held her head steady, forcing her dazed eyes to focus. "Six months, and you're soaked, you're shaking, you're spraying on the floor for me. Now answer me, Nayeon-ah. Are you ever going to dare to leave me again?"
He didn't wait for her verbal answer.
With the grip on her hair tight, he began to thrust hard and deep, the movements slow but crushing, using the penetration as a form of non-verbal, physical demand.
Thrust. "Are you leaving me?" Thrust. "Are you going back to that small cock?" Thrust. "Will you dare forget how good this feels?"
Her head bobbed violently with each deep impact. She couldn't form words, only broken sounds.
"N-no! Ahhh! Never!" she screamed internally, but externally, it came out as a desperate, guttural whimper of surrender, punctuated by the thick slapping of his balls against her thighs.
As he continued to pound the answer out of her, Min Suk's free hand reached around her body. His fingers found her clit, now swollen and engorged to a painful degree, and he began to rub it viciously, adding another overwhelming layer of sensation to the deep, physical violation.
Simultaneously, he leaned down and pressed his mouth to her sweaty, exposed back. He started to lick the skin, his tongue tracing the curve of her spine, sucking the salty sweat that coated her like nectar. The taste of her exertion, her shame, and her pleasure was intoxicating. He was drinking in her surrender, consuming every part of the globally famous Idol, who was currently reduced to a screaming, helpless cock sleeve in a public restroom.
The combination of the deep, aggressive thrusts, the relentless clit stimulation, and the sudden, possessive licking of her sweat pushed her body to its limit. Her core muscles went rigid, locking her onto his shaft.
It hit her again—a final, massive, intense catastrophic climax. Her vision went white, her body screamed, and her pussy violently burst open.
Min Suk felt the tidal wave of fluid erupting around his shaft. He let out a primal yell of triumph and pulled his cock completely out in one sharp, powerful motion, holding her by her hair, forcing her eyes down to the floor.
She was left bent over, hands clinging to the stall door, her pussy spraying and gushing uncontrollably onto the cold, tiled floor. The volume of fluid was immense, mixing with the thick semen and her sweat, creating a rapidly expanding puddle beneath her shaking knees. Min Suk simply watched the spectacle of her body's total submission, his own cock thick and heavy, covered in the evidence of her multiple, violent releases. She was a spent, raw, trembling ruin.
The immediate aftermath left Nayeon weak, dizzy, and totally exposed. The women outside finally left, the click-clack of their heels receding, but Nayeon didn't notice. Her mind was a fog of ecstasy and exhaustion. She was shivering, sweating, her body aching, her pussy throbbing, but the need for more was an immediate, overwhelming force.
She looked up at Min Suk, his cock slick and heavy, and the last shred of her dignity vanished. She was a whore in heat, focused entirely on the source of her devastating pleasure.
"I want it... I need to taste it," she whimpered, her voice raw.
Min Suk, still dominant and fully erect, didn't stand over her. He simply turned and sat down on the closed toilet lid within the narrow stall, his knees spread, his heavy cock pointing directly at her face. The new position was a crude throne of dominance.
Nayeon immediately collapsed onto the floor, scrambling on her hands and knees in front of him. She didn't have to be asked. She reached out, her hands trembling, and gripped the thick column of his cock, bringing the massive head to her mouth.
Min Suk immediately grabbed a bunch of her wet, tangled hair at the crown of her head, locking his grip.
"That's right," he growled, pulling her head down sharply. "Take it like the slut you are. Lick every inch. Make it shine."
Nayeon began to suck and lick with a ferocity born of desperation and skill. She worked the thick shaft, her tongue swirling around the ridged head, swallowing him deep and hard, her cheeks hollowing as she pulled him in. She was the globally famous idol, on her knees, giving a filthy, aggressive blowjob to her ex-boyfriend in a movie theater stall.
She was skillful—her technique honed by past encounters—sucking the base, running her tongue along the underside where the veins pulsed, and then focusing intense suction on the ultra-sensitive tip.
Midway through the intense oral session, Min Suk used his free hand to lift his cock, deliberately revealing his heavy, full, dangling balls to her face.
Nayeon needed no command. Her eyes instantly locked onto the prize, and she released his shaft, opening her mouth to envelop one of his heavy, taut testicles. She licked the smooth, warm skin, taking the entire ball into her mouth, swirling her tongue and sucking gently, then moved to the other, treating his entire scrotum with the same devotion.
She returned to his shaft, increasing the pace, sucking and licking him with an almost frantic energy, desperate for the final, thick load she knew was coming.
Min Suk let her work, pulling her hair tight, controlling the depth of his thrusts, using her head like a handle as she worshiped him. He felt the intense, burning heat rise, and with a series of powerful pelvic thrusts, he came inside her mouth again.
He held her head firmly, forcing her to swallow the thick, hot torrent of his semen. She swallowed, obeyed, taking every drop of his final, potent release, a final act of absolute devotion.
When he was finally empty, he released her hair. Nayeon slumped back onto the wet, sticky floor of the stall. She was fully sweaty and exhausted, her limbs weak and trembling, her face smeared with his semen, her body aching but utterly content and satisfied. The switch was flipped, the hunger was momentarily satiated, and she was left in a daze of spent, post-orgasmic bliss.
Jae was confused. He had waited outside the men’s room for what felt like an hour, then returned to their seats in the dark cinema, watching the film finish alone. Nayeon never came back. He called her name softly in the lobby, then in the parking lot. Nothing.
When he finally reached home, alone, he found a cryptic text message from her, delivered an hour after the movie ended:
I can’t do this anymore. We need to break up. Don't contact me.
The message was brutal, cold, and entirely out of character. Just hours ago, they had been holding hands. He spent the next day trying to reach her, sending frantic texts, but getting only silence.
Finally, late that evening, desperate and worried, he called her phone.
The phone rang twice, then Nayeon answered, her voice sounding strange—hoarse, breathless, and thick with exhaustion.
"Nayeon? What happened? Are you okay? Why did you break up with—"
He was cut off not by her words, but by a sound on the other end of the line—a distinct, loud wet schlop sound, followed immediately by a sharp, choked gasp that was clearly not hers.
Then came the low, gravelly rumble of a man's voice, muffled, but unmistakable. "Don't talk, baby. Open your mouth."
Jae froze, his heart slamming against his ribs. He could hear more sounds now: slurping, sucking, wet, rhythmic sounds that left absolutely no room for interpretation. He listened in sick, horrified silence as the man continued to use her.
Then, the final, crushing blow: a high-pitched, desperate scream, a sound he recognized as Nayeon's voice pushed to the very edge, followed by a series of frantic, wet moans and one final, explosive shout that echoed with the brutal pleasure of a massive climax.
The phone line went dead moments later.
Jae stood in his apartment, the receiver dropped at his side. The sounds he had heard—the raw, animalistic screams of pleasure, the deep, guttural moans, the explicit slurping—told him everything he needed to know. She wasn't just with someone else; she was being fucked senseless by a man who knew exactly how to break her control, a man who gave her a satisfaction that his own relationship had clearly lacked. Her screams of pleasure were a brutal indictment of his own inadequacy. He, the man dating one of the most beautiful, famous women in the world, had lost her to an unknown man who could make her sound like that. He was confused, heartbroken, and consumed by a crushing, profound disappointment in himself. He never saw or heard from Nayeon again.
