Synopsis: After watching you laugh a little too easily with the other members during a long practice break, Ryujin’s jealousy boils over. Back in the dorm, she reminds you exactly who you belong to—rough, demanding, and impossible to forget.
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The practice room still smelled like sweat and floor cleaner when the break finally hit. You were ITZY’s assistant manager, which meant you spent most days running around with water bottles, schedules, and snacks while trying not to stare too obviously at Ryujin. But today she was in one of her moods, eyes sharp every time you handed something to the others.
Yeji had just cracked a joke about your terrible dance moves during the last run-through, and you laughed—loud, easy. Lia leaned against your shoulder for a second, catching her breath, while Yuna teased you about bringing her favorite iced americano again. Chaeryeong even ruffled your hair. Normal stuff. Harmless.
But Ryujin didn’t think so.
She didn’t say a word the whole ride back to the dorm. Just sat in the back of the van with her arms crossed, earbuds in, jaw tight. The other girls chattered like usual, but you caught her staring at you in the reflection of the window more than once. Dark. Pissed.
The second the dorm door shut behind the last member, she grabbed your wrist and dragged you straight to her room. The lock clicked loud enough to make your stomach flip.
“Ryujin, what—”
“Shut up.” Her voice was low, dangerous. She shoved you back against the door, pressing her body into yours. “You think it’s funny? Flirting with them right in front of me?”
“I wasn’t—”
Her hand came up, fingers wrapping around your throat—not hard enough to hurt, but enough to make your pulse race. “Don’t lie to me. I saw you. Laughing with Yeji. Letting Lia lean on you like that. Yuna batting her lashes. You’re mine. Or did you forget?”
Her eyes were blazing, that signature Ryujin intensity dialed up to eleven. She looked so fucking hot when she was angry—black practice hoodie half-zipped, sports bra underneath, hair messy from dancing all day. You swallowed under her grip.
“I didn’t forget,” you breathed.
“Good.”
She kissed you like she wanted to punish you. Teeth clashing, tongue demanding entrance. Her free hand yanked at your shirt until buttons popped. You groaned into her mouth, hands instinctively grabbing her waist. She slapped them away.
“No touching until I say so.”
Ryujin pushed you toward the bed, stripping her hoodie off in one smooth motion. Her toned stomach and perfect tits came into view, nipples already hard under the thin fabric of her bra. She shoved you down onto your back and climbed on top, straddling your chest.
“Take your clothes off. Now.”
You hurried to obey, kicking off your pants while she watched with dark satisfaction. When you were naked, she stood up long enough to peel off her own shorts and panties, leaving herself bare. Then she crawled back up, knees on either side of your head.
“You’re going to make it up to me,” she said, lowering herself onto your face without warning. Her pussy was already wet, slick against your tongue as she started grinding. “Eat me like you mean it.”
You did. Lapping at her folds, sucking on her clit, hands finally allowed to grip her thighs as she rode your face. Ryujin moaned above you, one hand fisting your hair, the other braced on the headboard. Her hips moved in sharp, needy circles.
“Fuck—yes, just like that. You’re better at this than talking to the others, huh?”
Her thighs trembled around your head when she came the first time, flooding your mouth with her taste. She didn’t give you time to recover—just slid down your body, wrapped her hand around your aching cock, and sank down in one go.
“Shit, Ryujin—” you groaned, head falling back.
She planted both hands on your chest and started riding you hard. Cowgirl, but mean. Hips slamming down, pussy clenching tight around you with every bounce. Her tits swayed with the motion and you couldn’t help reaching for them.
She slapped your hands again. “I said no touching.” But she leaned forward anyway, letting her breasts brush your face while she kept that brutal rhythm. “You don’t get to play with these until I’m satisfied.”
You sucked one nipple into your mouth anyway, earning a sharp moan and a particularly hard grind from her. Ryujin’s pace faltered for a second before she doubled down, fucking herself on your cock like she owned it. Because she did.
After a while she climbed off, breathing hard, and flipped onto her stomach. “Prone bone. Now. And you better fuck me like you’re sorry.”
You moved behind her, spreading her legs and pushing back inside that tight, dripping heat. The angle was insane—you could feel every inch as you thrust deep. Ryujin pushed her ass up to meet you, moaning into the pillow.
“Harder. Don’t you dare hold back.”
You gave it to her, hips snapping forward, skin slapping loudly. One hand reached around to rub her clit while the other pressed between her shoulder blades, keeping her pinned down exactly how she wanted. She came again like that, cursing your name, walls fluttering wildly around your cock.
But Ryujin wasn’t done.
She pushed you off, turned around, and shoved you onto your back once more. This time she faced away—reverse cowgirl—and sank back down, giving you the perfect view of her ass as she rode. Her hand reached back to choke your thigh, nails digging in.
“Tell me who you belong to,” she demanded, voice husky.
“You. Only you, Ryujin.”
“Louder.”
“Fuck— you, Ryujin. I’m yours.”
She laughed breathlessly, speeding up. The wet sounds of her pussy taking every inch filled the room. You were getting close, dangerously close, but she could tell.
“Don’t you dare cum yet.”
She slowed down torturously, edging you until you were whimpering under her. Only then did she pick up speed again, leaning forward so you could watch her pussy swallow your cock over and over.
When she finally let you finish, it was on her terms. She slammed down one last time, grinding deep as her own orgasm hit.
“Inside. Fill me up. Now.”
You groaned loud, hips jerking as you pumped rope after rope of cum deep into her pussy. Ryujin moaned through it, milking every drop, her body shaking on top of you.
For a long minute the only sound was both of you trying to catch your breath. Then she slowly lifted off, your cum leaking down her thighs. She looked back at you with a satisfied little smirk, even though the jealousy still lingered in her eyes.
She collapsed beside you and immediately pulled you close, legs tangled, head on your chest. The angry energy melted away into something softer.
“You’re such an idiot sometimes,” she muttered, tracing a finger over your collarbone. “I hate seeing you like that with them. Even if it’s nothing.”
“I know. I’m sorry.” You kissed her forehead, running your hand through her damp hair. “It’s only ever been you, Ryujin. The others are just… the group. You’re the one I can’t get enough of.”
She hummed, pressing a lazy kiss to your neck. “Better not forget again. Or next time I won’t let you cum at all.”
You chuckled, holding her tighter. The dorm was quiet now—the other members probably in their rooms with headphones on, pretending they hadn’t heard anything. Yeji might tease you about it tomorrow. Yuna would giggle. But right now it didn’t matter.
Ryujin’s breathing evened out against your skin, possessive even in sleep. You stayed awake a little longer, fingers gently stroking her back, knowing you’d take her jealousy any day if it ended like this.
Word count: 14.7K | Tags: Smut, Angst, Rough Sex... Roles change for a moment in this one. Endure the ride, focus on the goal, enjoy the reward.
After a couple of slow weeks, Ryujin lures Seungdae to fulfill Yeji’s sexual urges. With a tempting but dangerous unwritten deal, everything escalates until the mood of the day changes in many directions.
After the 'celebration' of Tzuyu's birthday, everyone's schedules made it almost impossible for all to have a little time to themselves. The only people Seungdae was meeting regularly were, of course, Jieun and Tzuyu.
He knew this would eventually happen. IU, the singer and actress, had day-long calls on set, sometimes requiring her to travel to different regions. Tzuyu's schedule was a bit easier, but even after her free days were over, her mom stayed with her for a few more days, ensuring she'd have her favorite home-made dishes ready after every demanding day, so he only really served as a choufer whenever he had the chance. Soon, the whole group began the final stage of rehearsals for their tour and the rest of their other performances, which required her entire attention. Whatever chance he got to see either of their faces, he'd take it as a win.
The rest of the girls just mentioned how tired they were after every heavy practice. Nayeon and Momo would send him pictures of their sweaty bodies, sometimes together, sometimes naked, sometimes with Sana stepping in to join the fun. Jihyo only asked him not to propose any 'fun' with the girls unless they requested it first, simply to keep their energy where it was needed. His conversations with Jeongyeon, Mina, and Dahyun were minimal at the moment, and Chaeyoung's number was still pending to be added, although she would pop up sporadically when talking with any of the other members.
For Itzy, he imagined something similar, taking into account their recent comeback and all that entailed. Plus, his interaction with them seemed more like a transaction; one he was interested in checking again soon, but he knew the limits of his job. Or at least, what his contract said.
With a little more time on his hands, he finally met with different friends who would tease him about how precious his time was. Some even shared they were envious of how much 'time to himself' he had, although none of them knew anything about Jin or his side job. The only one he felt he could actually share everything with was Jongsuk.
The little time they could spend together, they'll take it. Just as Jongsuk provided a sense of understanding and normalcy to what had become a hidden part of his life well before they met, Seungdae provided him with the calm camaraderie he needed to feel his feet were still on the ground.
That's how he spent two weeks until a little before the month ended, when he received a message from an unknown number.
??: Yah! Mr. Hwang!
That was neither Chaeyoung; she didn't talk to him like that, and surely she wasn't Lia; she would approach him differently.
SD: Who is this?
??: Shin Ryujin! 😼
SD: Out of all the Itzy girls, I wasn't expecting you to be the next one to reach out. Much less in the middle of a Sunday.
RJ: Technically, I'm not 🙄. Yeji unnie wants both of us.
SD: Tempting, but why isn't she the one messaging me?
Ryujin's response was a simple and clear picture. Yeji was tied up in the X-cross, but unlike him a few weeks back, the structure was secured vertically. Her closed eyes and wicked smile made sense after he scanned the lower part of the picture, showing some kind of machine with a dildo attached to it, halfway inside her body.
SD: I'm guessing she wants both of us NOW, doesn't she?
RJ: Yup! Same address as last time.
SD: I'll be on my way.
RJ: The longer you take, the crazier she'll get and the less I'll be able to tame her for you ⏳
One of those comments that he was not sure how to take. Having a lust-driven Yeji seemed like an offer he could not refuse, but their reputation preceded them. Either way, he was not going to make them wait.
SD: On my way.
He sent a message to Jieun telling her about his recent appointment and asking her if it would be okay to see her afterwards. He didn't know why exactly he asked her that at the time, but he started driving before he could receive a response.
Half an hour later, he had arrived at his destination, and, following the same steps as last time, he rang the bell. This time, the door unlocked automatically. Doubtful, he carefully opened the door as little as possible to avoid any camera in the hallway to get a glimpse of whatever was happening inside. Right after his eyes saw the hallway, he knew that was the right choice and stepped in, closing the door as quickly as he could.
His eyes fixated on the handcuffed, slim woman with a wicked smile. Yeji was already on her knees. She was naked, except for the strap. While it would normally hold a dildo in the front, it was now keeping a vibrator inside the woman's pussy. The subtle buzzing sound and the tiny movements he could detect between her legs let him know the toy was on.
Her wrists were resting just above her pelvis, purposefully letting him see what was happening in her crotch. They were adorned with a chain that linked her to Ryujin.
The red-haired woman was fully naked, her expression unfazed at Seungdae’s dumbfounded face. "Under an hour," she pursed her lips, walking towards him. "If you took more than that, you'd be the one with the handcuffs," she stated, handing him the chain. "You can play with her while we set up the rules."
The man was pleasantly surprised. He quickly took off his shoes and walked towards them.
"Do you want to talk here or in the other room?" Ryujin asked with a smirk, pointing to the door where their sex dungeon was. Yeji remained silent, but her eyes were going back and forth between his face and the growing bulge in his pants.
"The couch will be fine. How much can I play with her?" He inquired, limiting the length of the chain and caressing Yeji’s cheek.
"Toys stay on. But she's hungry," Ryujin winked. "I want you to focus on what we'll talk about, though."
"Not as easy if you two are naked," he chuckled.
"We can get dressed if you want," The shorter girl scoffed, already knowing the answer and that his eyes were following her ass.
"I never said that!" He laughed and then looked down at Yeji. "Get up," he ordered, and she obediently followed his command. "How deep is this stuck inside you?" He wondered, pressing the base of the toy through the strap, pushing it an inch deeper inside of her cunt, making her whimper without opening her lips. "Talk."
"Six inches," the short-haired girl replied. It seemed that her weak, wicked smile was permanently carved on her face.
"Careful," Ryujin laughed, sitting in one of the couches. "The harder you play with her, the harder she'll play back with you," she signaled the armchair while she got comfortable, getting her legs up on the couch. Her thighs looked thicker like that, making the V of her crotch all the more tempting with her trimmed bush. The perfect call to walk towards her.
"Come," he commanded, pulling the chain. He walked to the armchair and sat without taking his eyes off Ryujin. Knowing she was looking back at him, he quickly pointed at Yeji and then at his crotch. The redhead chuckled and nodded, running her foot through her other leg.
"Sit on your legs," he ordered Yeji, moving the chain gently and pointing to the space he opened between his legs.
The leader followed the instructions with excited eyes. She knelt on the floor and sat on her legs, always taking care of her posture. Her sight looked for his next order, which came quickly. A glance at his own crotch and a nod with a smirk. Without waiting another second, Yeji unbuckled his pants and took his semi-hard cock out. She stopped and looked at him, keeping her mouth open at a couple of centimeters from his cock.
He could feel her breath on his glans. "Go on. You can suck it," he affirmed calmly while he relaxed on the armchair. "So, you were saying," he smirked at the sight of Ryujin's toes wiggling on the couch while Yeji's tongue explored every line of his shaft.
"Well, clearly she's too drunk in her own lust already. So I'll do the talking," she declared. "She wants to use you. There's something she could not do to you last time, and as much as I let her do that with me a few times since we last met, I could not get the idea out of her head." She stared straight at his eyes. The way she was lying on the couch made her look completely confident in her own skin. With that waist, those legs, and that fat pussy, it was easy to see why.
While he was thinking about Ryujin's words, Yeji took his cock out of her mouth for a second. "You didn't let me play much around here," the short-haired girl pouted, cupping his balls with her right hand and stretching her middle finger to reach his puckerhole. "I'm sure that was on your mind days after our little moment in front of the girls," she grinned, biting her lower lip.
Considering the strap securing the dildo inside Yeji, he already had a clear idea of what she wanted, and that meant trouble for him. "Look, kitten," he started with a serious tone while he tugged her hair. "The only way I'm agreeing to that is if whatever you do to me, I do to both of you." Even without looking at Ryujin, he knew what her expression was.
"You don't get to choose what you get," the leader chuckled, shaking her hanging head. "You are given options we like." Her grip on his cock tightened. She made sure to pull his foreskin as far back as his dick allowed. "You choose what we offer and get paid, or you leave," Yeji smiled devilishly, touching the tip of his cock to collect his precum, taking it to her lips as if it were lip gloss.
Seungdae leaned closer to the wicked woman's face. "So what is it that you're offering, then?"
"I liked your idea," she replied, standing up slowly and retaking command, crawling over him until she sat on his lap, pressing the base of his cock, and pushing the dildo further inside her. "But you're not touching Ryujinie," she tilted her head, resting her forearms on his shoulders. "Only me. You can do everything you want with me and more after we are done using you," she declared, pressing her torso against him and tugging his hair to make him look up at her. "Or until you use the safeword," she smirked, caressing his cheek while his hands ran through her bare back. "Although you'd have full free range over me if you get until the end without saying it," she added with a wink and a shrug.
"There is the leader attitude we were missing last time," Seungdae murmured. "Ryujin!" He tilted his head quickly and caught a glimpse of the redhead rubbing her clit while she watched them. "You know what? I don't blame you," he scoffed, looking back at Yeji. "This bitch is stupidly hot when she switches to be more… Dominant."
His words made the short-haired girl giggle with pride. "Is that a yes?"
"I may hate myself for this later, but yes," he replied, holding her waist firmly.
"You will, man," Ryujin murmured, walking to the dungeon's door to open it. "Care to hear the safe words, or are you stupid enough to try to get the big price without knowing your way out?"
"I can be an idiot, but not stupid," he scoffed, making Yeji laugh as she slid back to his cock to kiss it, signaling him to walk with her. "What are the words?" He asked, letting the leader walk him by his dick on their way to Ryujin.
"He can use mine! He's a Hwang, after all!" Yeji scrunched her nose and smiled at him, pulling him closer to her by his cock. "I doubt I will, but remember I can also use them, alright?" She added with a cute smile before releasing his dick to prepare some of her tools.
"Only because he's a Hwang, too," Ryujin replied with a scoff, shaking her head. She kept the door open for them, welcoming them to the familiar walls. "Dalla to slow down, Icy to stop," Ryujin explained, rolling her eyes. "Blame the investors," she added after seeing him frown at the safe words. "If you can't talk, you can snap your fingers. One hand to slow down, two hands for a full stop." Her face changed. The usual frown she had with him disappeared, and instead, he detected some concern in her eyes. "Got it?"
"Dalla to slow down," he repeated, snapping his fingers on one hand. "Icy to stop," he continued, this time using both hands. His response brought some relief to Ryujin. "What are you going to do? It's only the three of us this time. To the cuck chair?"
"Not your business, Mr. Hwang," she replied, with an exaggerated but fake angry expression, unbothered by the height difference between them. "But please, remember the safe words." Concern in her eyes and her voice again. "I can try to tame her a bit if you need. Just keep your mind focused on what you'll do to her later, alright?"
"Sure thing," he voiced, watching her go with Yeji, who was adding a few padded pieces to what looked like a custom tantra chair next to the bed. The piece of furniture was slightly wider than usual, equipped with three sets of handles on each side and what looked like buckles in certain areas.
"You don't mind me sitting on your face again, do you?" Yeji asked, biting her lower lip. "You were such a good eater last time."
He sighed, accepting his fate and repeating the safe words in his head. "Yeah, I'm okay with that."
"Well, strip so I can keep sucking that pretty cock of yours," the leader requested, sitting on the lowest part of the tantra chair, swaying her hips against it to purposefully shove the vibrator fully inside her pussy. Ryujin, however, sat on one of the stalls they had nearby, crossing her legs and showing off her thighs.
'The sooner they're done, the sooner I'll get her,' he told himself and removed his clothing until he was completely naked in front of them. The last time he was in the room, he felt like an animal in a zoo. This time, he felt like an experiment. He had a goal in his mind, but he had no certainty of what Yeji's actual goal was.
"Get to the chair. Your shoulders go here," the leader indicated as she stood up, signaling the short, padded tubes she attached earlier in the lowest bit of the chair, with just enough space for his neck to fit between them. "Your legs go up, in case you're wondering," she added, holding his dick and giving him a soft slap on his butt.
Carefully, and with the help of the handles, he got into position. The padded tubes felt sturdy. Surely, with how crazy they get, they had to order them that way. Before he could do anything, Yeji was locking his left ankle to the upper side of the chair. 'I'm fucked,' he thought, thankful that his foot could rest in one of the handles. He tried to get a look at Ryujin, but all he could see was a glance of her, defeated, resting her head in her hand.
By the time he noticed his other ankle was secured, stopping him from lowering or closing his legs completely, he saw Yeji getting dangerously on top of him and the chair. "Nothing less than last time, please!" She chuckled, unbuckling her strap and letting thick droplets of her juices fall on his face as she pulled out the vibrator that was stuck inside of her. The buzzing suddenly flew away when she threw it to Ryujin.
Yeji suddenly lowered her hips over him. The sudden drop made him feel like she was going to land on his face, but she stopped a few centimeters away, causing a tick thread of her juices to fall from her cunt onto his upper lip. She looked delicious. It seemed she had waxed recently. The small gap caused by the toy allowed her own fluids to flow freely, adding to the moisture he felt over his face. Her inner lips were drenched and made her pink shine brighter than he thought possible with the light of the room. Her outer lips guided his eyes to her pink clit. Her hood was barely visible, ideal for a whore like her.
"Hungry?" She laughed devilishly, swaying her hips over his face.
"Starving," he replied with a scoff.
"Me, too," Yeji declared, sitting on his mouth and leaning forward to take his cock with both hands, getting his tip on her mouth in an instant.
Seungdae grunted at the sudden suction he felt. Considering his previous experience with how Yuna had fucked Yeji's face with his shaft, he knew there was no need to hold back in any aspect so far. His eyes closed. His hands quickly reached for her soft tits, massaging them at his own will. His nose, unavoidably, rested right in her puckerhole, breathing her directly, sometimes poking it. The lack of any strong smell made it clear Ryujin had already eaten her ass. His tongue swirled through her folds, enjoying her musky and salty flavor, and mainly how much of her nectar was flowing directly into his mouth.
Yeji was not that far off. She stroked his manhood with both hands while she bobbed her head, letting all of her spit fall through his length to make the process as slippery as she could.
"You really wanted that cock, don't you?" He heard Ryujin teasing Yeji. He had no idea where she was, but her voice didn't come from the stall.
"How could I not?" Yeji replied, gasping for a second before taking him into her mouth again. Then, he heard the redhead murmur while he felt the girl in his mouth nod and shake her head, taking more and more of him into her mouth. Slowly, he felt his glans go past the back of her throat, into her esophagus. Her midriff showed no change. Instead, he heard her purposeful gagging and her now free hands playing with his balls.
Seungdae, using the handles on his feet, began thrusting into her mouth while he gently pinched her hard nipples.
Yeji took him gladly, finding the right spot to allow him to pound into her throat so he could reach deeper into her, but also, without compromising her own pleasure. She purposefully sat most of her weight on his face, aiming for his tongue to lick wherever she wanted. Her clit, her folds, her hole. The little accidental licks on her asshole were just a little bonus. Soon, Yeji had engulfed three-quarters of his cock, producing an incredible gurgling that flooded the room along with his grunting and her muffled moans.
He had noticed that a good part of her spit was falling down his balls to his crack, and despite being already drunk in his own lust and desire to fill her throat, he was aware that her fingers had slowly slipped to his butt cheeks. Seungdae could hear her chuckling when her index finger touched his butthole despite the thick shaft in her throat. His hands slid to her ass to raise her for a bit, surprising Yeji by how easy that was for him. "What did I tell you about those nails, kitten?" He grunted, revealing his face covered in the woman's juices.
"Easy, dude," Ryujin interveened, suddenly standing at his left. The look from below allowed him to see the puffiness of her cunt. "I took care of that for you."
"See?" Yeji took her ass, spreading her cheeks with the excuse of showing off her nails. "All short and trimmed," she added, wiggling her butt.
He scoffed. Her asshole looked delicious. His nose had already touched it several times by that moment, and he was eager to play with it. Right there, he knew the price he'd have to pay. "I fucking hate you both," he shook his head. "Especially you," he scoffed, slapping Yeji's butt cheek and taking a firm grip of her behind, forcing her to sit on his face again.
This time, his eyes remained open, and he was no longer thrusting his hips to fuck her face. He felt Yeji sucking his cock again, but her face was turned to her left. He could see Ryujin was murmuring with her, but any clear word from their mouths was silenced by his own breathing and the moans Yeji was causing in him. Whatever they were talking about, the redhead did not seem particularly excited before she disappeared from his range of view.
As soon as she was gone, Yeji went back to full action, deepthroating him and covering her fingers with her own drool. Her left hand cupped his sack, playing softly with it until Seungdae felt one slim digit going inside his asshole.
He exhaled deeply right in her puckered hole, feeling her finger go in and out. The odd sensation perished compared to the way his cock was constricted in her throat. That helped him relax a bit, which he soon regretted, feeling a second finger going inside his ass.
Just as he felt Yeji trying to find his prostate, Ryujin walked by and knelt to the right of his face, caressing his hair while he kept eating Yeji's cunt. "Do you remember the safe words?" She asked him in the ear, right when the short-haired girl licked the sensitive spots of his glans. She stood up quickly, keeping her concerned eyes on him. Seungdae nodded as much as the pussy in his face allowed him. "Good," she mouthed at him without making a sound. With a soft tap on his head, she kept walking out of his sight.
"He looks fine," Ryujin said from afar, making the short-haired woman chuckle and withdraw her fingers.
Before he could process anything else, he felt three of her fingers going inside of him. 'I kind of get Jihyo now, damn it,' he thought, feeling his rim stretch, causing him discomfort. He focused on his breathing, Yeji's folds, and the sensations running through his shaft, trying to ignore the way her fingers felt going in and out of him.
He was doing mostly well until Yeji found his G-spot. The sensation alarmed him. 'Not Bangkok again. Not now,' he thought, trying to keep himself together. However, the giggle he felt from the leader's throat only made it worse for him. She had felt his reactions through the way he was eating her cunt. The more she played with his prostate, the more desperate his tongue swirled in her folds.
Luckily, she took her digits out of his ass and his cock out of her throat. She twisted her back to see his face. "Ready for the main number?" Yeji squinted her eyes with a wicked grin while she sucked her fingers. Without a response, she turned back and sucked his tip gently, shutting any response from him with her pussy.
"Unnie…" He heard Ryujin exclaim, almost sounding like a whine. 'I'm about to be actually fucked, aren't I?' He thought after hearing her sigh. He heard a gentle 'Sorry' from the younger woman, almost muted by the gurgling of Yeji, a second before feeling a cold object touching his rim. He clenched his butt as a reflex.
"Trust me on this one. Relax," Ryujin voiced, tapping softly on his thigh.
He remembered Jieun, his exes, and most recently, Jihyo, trying to take him up their asses for the first time. She was right. If he had learned something from fucking their buttholes, it was that relaxing was key to getting anything inside with the least amount of pain. Again, he exhaled deeply through his nose and relaxed his body.
Ryujin noticed right away and pushed gently into him. The redhead kept a firm hold of the dildo in her strap, using her fist to prevent it from going deeper into his body; something Seungdae was thankful for. In an attempt to get him through the experience, Ryujin tried to slowly go in and out of him so he could get used to the sensation. Likewise, Yeji took more and more of his dick until he was once again in her throat, and used her hands to play with his balls, letting more drool fall to his crack.
Her spit was definitely helpful. His rim was still adapting to the foreign object invading him, but having her throat give him pleasure beyond words made it bearable.
Unluckily for him, Yeji noticed Ryujin's hand keeping the silicone shaft from fully going inside him. Still with his manhood in her throat, bobbing her head without rest, she tilted her head and looked up at Ryujin. Her face was a mixture of arousal and unpleasantness. Slowly, she took his shaft out of her mouth, letting tick strands of spit fall from her lips. Keeping her ass firmly planted on Seungdae's face, she quickly reached for Ryujin's nipples and violently pulled her towards her, taking a firm grip of her nape to kiss her fiercely.
The sudden movement made Ryujin lose her balance while she tasted his dick through Yeji's saliva and breath. In response to the surprisingly strong pull from the leader, her hand let go of the dildo to find something to hold: his thigh. For him, this meant that the only thing restraining the fake dick was gone. The toy went fully inside him with the same force Yeji pulled Ryujin's nipples, causing him to grunt loud enough to be heard even though Yeji's ass was fully covering his mouth.
"Fuck him for me," Yeji purred through her kiss, firmly holding Ryujin, letting her explore her mouth with her tongue. "Move those hips as if you were fucking me," she requested, almost begging with a broken smile as she swayed her hips over Seungdae's face. "Please!"
For him, the sudden extra inches inside his body felt wrong. His rim burned for a moment, and the main thing keeping him at bay, her throat, was not there to help him keep his mind together. He wished Ryujin would keep herself focused and not fall into Yeji's provocation. However, that was a lost cause.
Yeji knew perfectly well how to command her members on stage and in bed. With Ryujin, the best way to drive her lust through the roof was to ask her to do something, imagining she was doing it to Yeji. It always worked. And this was no exception. Yeji's lips and playful tongue were like a drug for her, and the younger woman quickly got high on them. Her firm grip turned Ryujin on more than she had anticipated.
"Show me how much you want to fuck me," Yeji moaned in her lips, swirling her tongue with Ryujin's.
Those words broke the little agency the redhead had left. Her hips began moving on their own. Doubtful at first, thrusting deeply into Seungdae, but the more hungrily Yeji kissed her, the faster and harder she fucked him, not caring that his dick was rubbing on his stomach while her partner was stroking him.
Seungdae could not believe it. Ryujin was his last hope for a not-so-painful session. And now, he was feeling the entirety of the dildo while he was getting drowned in Yeji's fluids. For a moment, he thought of throwing Yeji in the air and releasing himself from that situation. However, his mind went through the memories of him taking care of Jieun after her first tributing sessions. How her body, her holes, were sore after being used for hours, and despite that, she pushed herself through her pain to have him again.
If she endured that so many times in the past, he could try to do the same now. His mind focused on what he'd do to Yeji after that. Right there, his main task was to make Yeji cum. His hands went back to her tits, but this time, as soon as he pinched her nipples, he felt a direct hit to his prostate.
His fingers pressed Yeji's nubs with enough strength to actually hurt them. Instead of a cry of pain, the slim woman seemed to have melted on his face, letting more of her weight fall on his mouth and rocking her hips with more fervor than before.
For Yeji, the sudden attack on her nipples pushed her even further into her sea of lust. She loved the abuse on her tits. Her left hand moved from Ryujin's nape to her cheek and then down to Seungdae's cock to stroke him with both hands again, confident that her lustful kiss would be enough to keep her partner focused on her lips. She was right. Ryujin kept fucking him with the same dedication as if she were fucking Yeji.
Seungdae soon found out that meant repeated, precise hits to his prostate. As much as he wanted to endure it, his body was betraying him. He felt his orgasm building, but this time, he felt no control over it. Yeji's hands were expertly moving through his length as if they were a single part of a machine made to pleasure him. His glans was spreading his precum all over Ryujin's soft abs, adding another point of stimulation. The breaking point for him was Ryujin's incessant attack on his hidden G-spot. Accepting his defeat and lack of control, he put all his energy into eating Yeji's cunt.
Before he could process anything, his orgasm took over him, more intensely than any previous climax he'd had since his new job had started. He shot rope after rope of semen, not knowing where it all landed. Not knowing how much cum was left. Not knowing if that was going to end.
"Keep going! Don't you dare stop!" Yeji grunted. She tugged his hair as she pressed her pussy more and more tightly against his face. Her right hand kept stroking him with such talent that he didn't even notice a change.
Ryujin witnessed it all. She received most of the thick spurts of cum, leaving her with a pearled-white necklace of semen. She saw Yeji riding his face until her orgasm hit her, and she squirted on Seungdae's face without stopping, not caring if the man could breathe. She admired her broken smile while his hands kept twisting and pulling her nipples, making her body tremble over his mouth. She saw the man's cock weakly and constantly leaking cum until it stopped.
Everything but Yeji's shaking existence stopped for a moment. Ryujin was shocked by her own actions. Quickly, she exited the man's ass to take Yeji's shivering body and, using all of her strength, throw her to the bed, only for Yeji to desperately try to lick his semen from her neck until Ryujin managed to get some distance from her. A bit disturbed, she saw her partner's pure state of bliss, quivering on the bed, giggling and rubbing her clit to prolong her climax.
Without certainty of what to do, Ryujin unbuckled the man's ankles and went to his squirt-covered face. He looked at her without moving his head amid his labored breathing.
"You…" Seungdae growled, quickly interrupted by his own coughing. "My turn," he declared, gathering his strength to get up. "Take that off the strap," he ordered, pointing at the dildo as he stood up with fire in his eyes.
"He's mad," Yeji laughed, rolling on the bed, but stretching her arms to be carried by the man.
"This is equally good and bad," Ryujin murmured to herself, wincing at the idea of what was to come.
Seungdae stood in front of Yeji. The sight of her devilish smile, ready for him to do whatever he wanted with her body, only made his blood boil. His hands moved with precision. Left hand to her neck, firmly pressing the sides of her pipe; right hand to her pussy, inserting three fingers in her walls to carry her, making her squeal in an instant.
Knowing her way, she helped support her own weight by holding onto his left forearm. Even with that, having most of her weight pressing on her clit while he moved her from the bed back to the tantra chair sent a different kind of pleasure to her brain, turning her submissive side on. "Show, don't tell?" Yeji asked happily when her ass touched the chair.
"Deal," he replied, taking his fingers out of her pussy and slapping her face.
"Finally," she let out with a grin before Seungdae pushed her down, locking her shoulders in place just like he was a few moments ago. Happily, she raised her legs in the air and spread them to show him her pussy and ass as she wiggled her toes.
He extended his hand to Ryujin. Reluctantly, she handed him the dildo that had been inside him earlier. 'Six inches,' he realized quickly. "You didn't get to taste my asshole this time, slut," he remarked. Without saying a word, she fixed her posture to fully open her mouth. "You never cease to amaze me," he murmured, getting annoyed at the smile in the corners of her mouth.
Firmly, he shoved three fingers inside her cunt and used his left hand to bury the dildo directly in her throat, fucking her face mercilessly with it, and using his grip strength to attack her G-spot at full speed.
Ryujin saw the fury in his face. She saw the fire in his eyes growing when he saw Yeji was thriving right there, savoring the impregnated bitterness his asshole had left on the toy. The leader sucked on it, but most of the flavor was gone. Then, she opened her mouth, sticking her tongue out to let her spit fall through her face while he kept fucking her throat with the dildo.
The redhead noticed Yeji’s toes contracting erratically, signaling the increasing pleasure his fingers were causing in her, slowly flooding her pussy until her juices began spilling all over the place. "Here she comes," Ryujin murmured two seconds before the leader went through another climax.
Yeji's hands clenched around the handles at the sides of the chair while she exploded like a fountain, gooshing squirt in the air while Seungdae kept the dildo fully buried in her throat and his fingers kept moving inside her now over-sensitive pussy. Her body kept trembling, using what little energy she had to remain in place while she enjoyed getting drenched in her own squirt.
"When is your next performance?" He asked Ryujin while he continued finger-fucking the slim woman.
"Huh? Next Friday. Waterbomb," she replied, confused by his question.
"She can deal with it," Seungdae smirked. He quickly threw the dildo at Ryujin and moved Yeji around the tantra chair until her face was hanging from the highest point of the chair. "Put it back on and fuck her cunt," he ordered. The younger woman was startled. "Now!" He yelled.
"You're still too damn happy considering what I'll do to you," he whispered to Yeji's ear.
"T-that exactly w-why I'm so hap-py," she replied with a lustful, devilish grin while her whole body contorted in place.
"You're a truly impressive whore," he replied, noticing Ryujin was standing behind her, already prepared. He signaled her to go at it.
Yeji grinned proudly. "I've b-been told t-that before…" Her last word turned into a loud whimper, signaling Ryujin's sudden penetration.
"Yeah. But I'm tired of listening to you." He stood up and shoved his cock into her throat, quickly forcing her nose to press on his pubes. "You better fuck her harder than you fucked me," he told Ryujin as he began thrusting into Yeji's pipe, not caring if she could or needed to breathe for a while.
"Ow, did you think that was hard?" The young woman teased him. "I don't need a nine-inch dick to make her legs tremble," she added with a smirk, increasing her speed and force until their flesh began clapping.
"Then don't stop until I say so," he winked at her, noticing her small breasts were still dripping with his cum from earlier. His right hand gripped Yeji's scalp to keep her in place as he fucked her face.
The way she was ramming her generated a never-ending flow of whimpers that made her throat feel even tighter than before. He recognized that Ryujin was doing amazing work with the leader's cunt.
Yeji, on the contrary, seemed to be having a hard time. She had already taken him into her throat that day, but under her own terms. Never completely, and while he was unable to thrust at his own rhythm. Now, just as three weeks ago, she was nothing more than a fleshlight. Willingly, she repressed her reflexes as much as she could.
Her hips relaxed, depending on Ryujin to hold her so she could keep fucking her at the right angle to keep her pussy just as sensitive as his fingers had left it. Her arms fell to the sides of the tantra chair, lacking any agency and making her look like a rag doll. She relaxed the muscles in her neck, confident that Seungdae would continue to carry the weight of her head while he continued to use her.
Unsurprisingly for everyone, thinking of what happened last time, Yeji's throat had a limit. Despite her experience taking dick after dick into her pipe, she was far from used to taking objects that large and thick, especially for that long. Her body caught up with the abuse she was enduring. Her stomach began contracting, and her back arched repeatedly.
Ryujin leaned forward, pinching her left nipple and taking a firm grasp of her ass as she continued ramming her hole. "Let it go. Show him how you can keep going," she encouraged her, using her raspy voice. "Show him he can't break this slut," she added, twisting her tit and triggering another orgasm for the leader. Before Seungdae could react, Yeji's whole body contracted, including her throat, from which a cascade of thick translucent drool flowed.
A bit scared by the sudden convulsion on her whole body, he pulled his dick out of her and released her head. As soon as the waterfall of spit finished, she looked upward and gasped loudly while her body trembled violently. The first thing he saw in her red, teary eyes was an intense lust and hunger. Her mouth remained open, and her tongue swirled like crazy beyond her lips, trying to follow the strands of drool that were still hanging from his cock.
"What happened to not stopping, Mr. Hwang?" Ryujin teased him, yanking Yeji's hair to present her face to him, so he could hear her moans combining with her heavy breathing; all, while making her ass clap loudly while she fucked her through her climax, prolonging it.
"Fine," he scoffed, firmly taking the leader's head, admiring her devilish smile. Yeji opened her mouth widely and swiftly engulfed his cock until her nose pressed against his pubes. "I don't need to worry about any other surprise, do I?" He asked her, slapping her face. Still shivering, Yeji shook her head slowly, trying to get more of him into her throat, sticking her tongue out to lick his scrotum. "Perfect," he whispered, ramming her throat right away.
This time, Seungdae dedicated each thrust to reaching his own climax. It wasn't hard. The view of Ryujin's fierce eyes as she admired the rippling of Yeji's ass, along with her small, cum-covered tits bouncing every time she pounded her friend, was something he'd like to see every day. Furthermore, Yeji herself was enough to get any mortal man to his orgasm. The loud, desperate gurgling of her throat, the slickness and tightness of her pipe, and her red eyes, crying tears of lust with such bliss. Every part of her seemed designed to be used.
It didn't take long for him to feel close to cumming. The look on Yeji's eyes let him know he could do it, that she was craving it. He tugged her hair firmly with his left hand and used his right hand to press her neck, pounding harder into her until his cock began twitching. Each trust became precise and strong, shoving his entire length every time he shot his load directly into her esophagus, pushing her entire body, including Ryujin, at every pound.
Seungdae kept Yeji's giggling mouth glued to the base of his cock, watching her ecstatic expression and her eyes rolling back. "Are you going to keep everything inside you this time?" He asked, still pressing her neck with his hand. She nodded weakly, getting redder by the second until Ryujin stopped fucking her. "Do I really need to get out of her throat?" He asked the redhead with a smirk.
"It's not like she hasn't passed out fucking before," she scoffed with a smile. "Does it really feel that good?" Her question was legitimate. She had abused Yeji's throat before, but there was no way she could feel what he was enjoying right there.
"You have no idea," he sighed, rocking his hips in her face.
"Can you keep fucking her?" she asked, raising her eyebrows.
"Is that a freaking challenge?" He laughed, slapping Yeji's face and running his tongue through his upper teeth. She wanted it as much as he did.
Ryujin simply shrugged and smiled back at him. Slowly, she stepped back and ran her fingers through her friend's slit. She raised the same hand, spreading her fingers, drenched in the thick necktar of Yeji's cunt. "I'd say she's waiting for you," she added, squinting her eyes before licking her fingers.
He chuckled and took his time to withdraw his cock from her face, pulling her hair from the top of her head. As soon as he was fully out, he knelt and met her at eye level. "You said you'd keep it all inside you," he stated, watching her drool slowly fall from her mouth. Yeji left aside her own troubled breathing to slurp her saliva and swallow as much of it as she could.
"Good kitty," he smirked at the trembling woman. "Don't you feel bad about taking all the spotlight today?" Yeji shook her head with a weak laugh. Seungdae clicked his tongue and shook his head. He stood up quickly and slid his hands between her body and the tantra chair, carrying her with ease to throw her to the bed, making her fall on her stomach.
"How did you know… I like it rough?" Yeji laughed while she panted on the bed.
"Just a hinch," he replied, grabbing her ankles to pull her towards him as he spread her legs in a single motion. Willingly, she spread her legs even more for him, presenting her drenched folds and her little puckered hole. He leaned forward and pulled her hair, making her arch her back. "Our dear Ryujinie has not cummed a single time today," he whispered in her ear, resting his cock in her crack and running his hand on the line of her column. "Isn't that a bit cruel?" He asked her, pulling her hair to make Yeji look at her friend.
"Ryujin, come here!" The short-haired girl called her with her finger, pouting at her. "Take that off for me, please," she grinned.
The red-haired woman was admiring the scene, leaning on the X-cross. Doubtful, she looked at Seungdae and raised her eyebrow.
"Trust me," he mouthed, still pressing Yeji with his body.
She sighed, reminding herself there were several reasons why Nayeon and Jihyo spoke highly of him. She unbuckled the strap, letting a thread of her juices on it. Still unsure, Ryujin got up on the bed. However, seeing Yeji's hungry face and her tongue going subtly up and down gave her that push. "I hope you enjoy the view, Mr. Hwang."
"Oh, how could I not?" He smirked, taking a clear, close-up look at her fat pussy lips spreading as she got her crotch closer to her friend's face. "You better lick that pretty cunt for both of us," he grunted in Yeji's ear as he aligned his cock with her pussy, rubbing it in her juices.
"The harder you fuck me, the better I'll eat her," she teased him, moving her head so she could feel his lips on her neck.
"I thought you'd do it for me," Ryujin interveened in an obviously fake, offended tone, taking Yeji by the chin.
The leader's eyes sparked, and her smile became endearing. "You know I'd eat your pussy every day if you let me…" Yeji's words were interrupted by a loud gasp, caused by the quick, deep penetration of Seungdae's whole manhood in her pussy.
"Don't keep her waiting," he smirked along with Ryujin.
Yeji exhaled and quickly slid her hands under her friend's thighs, pulling her cunt to her face, immediately causing a sweet moan to come out of her.
Seungdae made eye contact with the young woman. In complicity, both nodded. Ryujin quickly grabbed Yeji's hair, and he began fucking her at full speed.
Just as Yeji said, she ate her partner's pussy with the same eagerness as she was getting fucked. While she felt her insides reshaping to fit Seungdae's cock, her tongue swirled through Ryujin's folds with extraordinary precision and expertise, causing her to start whimpering.
He already knew how insatiable the leader was, but watching her lock her body to slam her own ass against his shaft, and seamlessly have full control over Ryujin's core, was just as amazing as her cunt felt. She was purposely tight, syncing the movement of her hips to his own so she could get all of his length inserted into her body at full strength. Her walls felt slick, and yet, he could feel them gripping his cock every time he pulled out.
Ryujin was in a similar situation. She had years of experience having her pussy eaten by Yeji. They knew each other's weak spots and how to use them to make each other cum practically on command. But just as they knew how to give each other an orgasm with ease, they also knew how they enjoyed getting there the most.
For Yeji, that was a nice, long journey, and then, one climax after the other until her body gave up. Whether she controlled them or not, it didn't matter. She was already enjoying that. But Ryujin preferred to feel desired, that her partner would do anything for her. Yeji was always that person, worshiping her pussy, drinking her juices as if her life depended on it, savoring every wrinkle, every fold, every drop that came out of her core. It always became a game of being edged until Yeji was desperate to feel her squirting on her face.
"U-unnie," Ryujin exclaimed in a whimper. Having Yeji’s lust-driven mouth licking her while she got pounded was nothing new, but she was not used to Yeji being at that level of arousal. She was devouring her cunt, sucking on her clit for just enough to bring her closer to her climax, but releasing it in time to keep it one good lick away.
Seungdae was surprised by the quick feat, but even more amazed at the control over her own body. She was still fucking herself with the same rhythm and force, but he could feel her legs trembling. Without stopping, he leaned forward. "You want all of us to cum at the same time, don't you?" He whispered in her ear, feeling the heat and moisture emanating from Ryujin's pussy. Yeji chuckled without separating her lips from her friend's groin. "I like the way you think," he scoffed.
He wanted to see that, and knowing what he'd do afterwards, it felt fair to give her what she wanted. Seungdae remained over Yeji, controlling her body while she controlled Ryujin's. He allowed his senses to fill with them: their moaning, their whimpers, their agitated breathing, their musky smell, Ryujin's small bouncing tits and trembling thighs, Yeji's soft skin and silky, tight walls. He felt like an animal in heat whose only purpose was to fill that pussy to the brim.
He looked at Ryujin's face. He scanned her. Her frowning expression, clenching jaw, parted lips, and, particularly, her gorgeous, pleading eyes. Then, he felt it. His climax hit, his cock twitched, and Yeji did the rest.
She let her body succumb to her orgasm, contracting her pussy to squeeze every drop of cum from Seungdae, feeling his semen hit her cervix while she squirted violently. Her arms hugged Ryujin's legs, trying to keep some control over her own body while her mouth sucked her clit like crazy, triggering her climax.
Ryujin's body went through a series of spasms that made her squirt like crazy. She held Yeji's hair, trying to direct as much of her juices to her mouth as she could, but thanks to Yeji's ridiculous drive to make her cum harder, she couldn't. She caught a glimpse of her gush landing on the man's face, which only added another level of shame that intensified the whole experience for her.
Yeji went up another notch. Being the receptor of two different kinds of orgasms pushed her mind aside. Her body contracted like crazy, drinking as much of her partner's juices and swaying her hips to the best of her ability until Seungdae stopped moving.
As soon as he was done flooding her pussy, he quickly held Yeji's hips, pulled out of her still squirming cunt, and looked down to see her puckered hole. He remembered how the roles were reversed earlier. The anger he had repressed from earlier was now taking over him. Before she could react, he shoved his manhood inside her tight butthole, stretching her rim in half a second.
"Fuck!" Yeji screamed gutturally. Her hips followed with a series of convulsions that helped him get more and more of his length into her asshole until he was fully inside of her. "Y-yes!" She grunted, spraying her squirt every time her core contracted involuntarily.
"Sick bastard," Ryujin murmured to herself, watching him lick her juices as they ran down his face. Then, she yelped at Yeji's left arm, suddenly securing her hips in place. "Wait, no…!" She gasped, followed by a profound moan caused by Yeji's fingers reaching deep inside her cunt and curling inside.
Trembling already, the red-haired woman looked down to see her friend's piercing eyes and wicked smile. "Please," Ryujin mouthed with a light nod.
Yeji used the convulsions of her own climax to please everyone in the room, including herself. Her ass rocked back and forth erratically, held only by Seungdae's hands while he rammed her ass, making their flesh clap loudly. She could feel her pussy leaking, but she could no longer tell the difference between her own nectar, his semen, or her squirt. Regardless, the hard, constant hits at her womb blurred the lines between her orgasms.
Ryujin was following closely. She felt her pussy pouring wave after wave of fluids directly at Yeji's face. She had no control over her legs. At times they were in the air, at times they fell on the mattress, but she could not stop them from shaking. Her left hand had a tight grip on the sheet beneath her, and her right hand was tugging the leader's hair, making her knuckles white, to keep her away from her clit.
Unfortunately for her, Yeji's will was stronger. She captured her sensitive bean, sucking it and licking it with the same eagerness as the man destroyed her ass.
The whole scene was beautiful. Seungdae had made women cum that violently and frequently before, but having Ryujin squirming like that because of how he was fucking Yeji finally made him feel like he was back in control of the situation. He looked down again, admiring the way her asshole stretched to take his girth, gripping onto his cock every time he pulled back.
In between her orgasms and whimpers, Ryujin locked his eyes with Seungdae. She could see his anger. It seemed that watching her trembling in pleasure only served as fuel for his fury. After all, even though it was under Yeji's wishes, it was she who fucked his ass earlier, and, as much as Yeji's asshole could be sore later, right there, the leader was having the time of her life, surfing a never-ending wave of orgasms. As much as he was enjoying it, it was not fair.
"N-nipples," Ryujin mouthed to him. If he wanted to break Yeji in any possible way, that could be his easiest shot.
Seungdae raised an eyebrow, understanding the meaning behind it. He was already feeling his climax approaching, so he might as well take Yeji with him. He leaned forward once more, sliding his hands from her hips to her waist and down her soft mounds. As soon as he felt his first wave of cum approaching, he pinched her nipples, and once he started spurting his seed into her asshole, he pulled her tits, twisting her nubs, breaking any bit of control she had left in her.
Her whole body shuddered to her orgasm. Through quick, violent waves, her fingers clenched repeatedly inside Ryujin's cunt while she sucked her clit harder than before, unable to stop.
"Fuck!" Ryujin screamed, unable to produce a sound other than the loud whoosh that came from her pussy. Yeji, however, seemed broken for a moment. Her eyes rolled back, and her limbs contracted while Seungdae shot his sperm inside her guts.
His face was drenched in a mixture of his own sweat and Ryujin's squirt. Panting, he looked to his right to see the X-cross. Without waiting for his breath to recover, he took Yeji's shivering body and carried her, holding her by the neck and her pussy, aided by his cock, still buried in her asshole. The abrupt action forced her stiff fingers to exit Ryujin's cunt, bringing her attention back to them.
Seungdae was quick to align her pussy to the dildo attached to the machine beneath them. Not so carefully, and keeping his fingers inside her, he lowered her until she grunted, signaling the silicone dick had reached the bottom of her cunt. Releasing her cunt, but still holding her by the neck, he took her right wrist and reached for the buckle in his top right, securing her with one hand. Once he was done, he released her neck, keeping her balanced with his cock, and repeated the action with her left wrist.
Quickly, he took half a step back and knelt, leaving her gaping asshole leaking his cum while he secured her ankles to the structure. He stood up, collecting his cum from her inner thighs with his right hand, then yanked Yeji's hair with his left to see her eyes and spread his seed all over her face. Her devilish, broken smile only made him angrier. Without even looking back at the women, he walked towards his clothes and picked them up.
"Wait!" Ryujin yelled from the bed.
"Icy," he replied. "I'm leaving."
The younger woman rolled off the bed. As soon as she felt her toes touch the floor, her leg trembled. She knew she'd fall at any moment. She inhaled deeply and began walking. Ryujin did her best to reach the machine holding the dildo and turned it on. The toy went up and down at mid-speed, fucking Yeji, who began laughing weakly at the familiar sensation.
Struggling, Ryujin tried to run towards Seungdae, almost falling flat over the door. However, as soon as she opened it and tried to walk towards him, she tripped over.
If not for Seungdae's quick movements, she would have hit the floor. He caught her, taking her by her chest and her waist. Knowing her legs won't be of any help, he carried her and threw her to the couch, where she had lain down earlier.
"Close the door," she requested, panting and wiggling her toes, still feeling the aftermath of her climax, but trying to get her legs to work normally.
He sighed and pulled the door until it clicked. "Closed," he replied, going back to his pile of clothes.
"Thank you. That room is soundproof. I don't want her to hear any of this," Ryujin stated.
"I know it's soundproof. The whole house is. But what are you talking about?" His voice showed his annoyance. While he looked for his trunks, he walked closer to her, both to hear her better and to get a better view of her body, thinking he might not see her like that again.
"First, I'm sorry for earlier," she voiced, trying to sit on the couch. "I could not get the idea out of her head. But I convinced her to use the smallest dildo, and I tried not to insert it all inside of you, but I lost control when she pulled me," she explained.
"Yeah, I know! But why the fuck would you agree to even do that if you didn't want to peg me?" He asked with fury in his eyes. Ryujin could not look at his eyes. He sighed again, this time in anger. "You can't say no to her, can you?" He yelled, sounding menacing.
She looked up at him, then back down, noticing her right hand was rubbing her stomach, and her left hand was clenched in a fist. "No," she admitted, trying to control her sadness and anxiety.
Seungdae noticed the struggle on her. He had seen that before. He breathed deeply and ran his hands through his damp hair. 'Why do I have to be like this?' He thought, frustrated, before sitting next to Ryujin, seeing an old version of himself in her. "What's the deal with you two?" He asked in a serious, calm tone.
Ryujin shrank on the couch. Her breathing became quicker, but shorter.
"Hey, I'm bound to confidentiality, and there's nothing you can say at this point that would surprise me." His words made her frown. "Why does she have such control over you?" He asked. His voice sounded concerned, even though he was still upset by the whole situation.
"I lo… I like her," she admitted after a deep breath, still unable to look at his face.
"That I understand," he reassured her with no doubt in his voice. "But how did you two get to this point?"
Ryujin scoffed. In a way, that question felt like a key that unlocked something she had kept inside her for ages. "She’s always been a bit of a freak," she explained, then she took a deep breath. "But after a specific service session, something snapped in her. After that, no matter if she's the one giving or receiving, she lets herself go too much." She shook her head, as if remembering every time something like that had happened. "Usually, Lia is the one taming her and Yuna down, but she needed a break from work and all… This."
"I get her," he let out. Dumbfounded, Ryujin slowly turned to see him.
"Dude, you've been doing this for two months or less," she scoffed with a bit of anger.
"Doesn't mean I don't know how freaking complicated your life can get," he replied, letting a bit of his own locked frustration out while his back rested on the couch.
Ryujin frowned. "I don't think you can even comprehend…"
"I can! More than I'm willing to share with you, right now."
"Hey, I just told you I like her!"
"And you fucked me in the ass. We're still far from even."
"Can't argue with that…" She sighed and ran her hands through her hair, as if trying to clear her mind. "Anyhow. With Lia out for a while, I had to deal with all of this, and clearly, I lost what little control I had at some point. If I even had any," she admitted.
"Ryujin, you have to learn to say no to her." He looked at her, trying to see her face without leaning forward. "For everyone's sakes. Including mine now."
She looked at him quickly. "Does it mean you'll stay?" She asked, with big, hopeful eyes.
"Don't rush it. I'm still thinking about it," he replied.
"You don't understand. She loves the way you fuck her. Too much!" Ryujin acknowledged, getting closer to him.
"She's the one who rode me last time. And Yuna's the one who fucked her throat with my cock. I barely had any control over her that day," he remarked.
"She counted the days to be able to get on that big dick of yours!" Ryujin shared with a sigh. "You just fucked her in the only way I can't," she scoffed, shaking her head. Then she knelt on the couch and held his hand. "I’ll do anything for you to stay with us," she offered, shutting her eyes tightly. "Fuck me if you want. Any hole. Just…"
"Tell me. When I was blindfolded, and all five of you got on top of me, what did you do exactly?" He tapped her chin, and she opened her eyes.
"I-I touched your chest and sat on your arm…" She stated, then she lowered her eyes, knowing he was still expecting more. "I touched your cock and shoved my feet in your mouth," she admitted awkwardly.
"Chest, I understand it could be to confuse me at the beginning. Sitting on my arm was more to kiss someone more comfortably, which, putting two and two together, was Yeji. Am I wrong?"
"N-no," she sighed, looking like a scolded cat.
"Touching my cock and blessing me with your feet in my mouth… That was Yeji's idea, right?"
"Yes," Ryujin confirmed, getting quieter.
"Then you’ve only touched me to fuck Yuna, to tease me, or because Yeji tells you to do it," he stated. "Ryu, I know you’re not interested in me at all," Seungdae voiced. She looked down. "Do you even like men?"
She knew the question was approaching. She smirked in defeat and scoffed. "Not really. I slept with a couple back when I was younger. You know… To try things out," she explained, looking at his eyes. "But I never liked it. Yeji has taken all the dicks out of my way, even in a group endorsement we had," she added, tilting her head and raising her eyebrows.
"She's the leader. She declared herself the group's tribute, right?"
"From the beginning. She didn't want any of us to go through that until Yuna kept begging. She took a big bullet to 'save' her as much as she could, but that's what broke her," she explained.
"Fine," he sighed. "I'll take your offer."
Ryujin's eyes opened wide, and her heart sank in her chest. She immediately took her hand back and straightened her back, adding a bit more distance between them.
"I'm joking!" He chuckled, calming her with his hands without touching her. "I'm joking, seriously. I'll only touch you if that's what you want."
She looked at him. His eyes looked calm now. She relaxed after remembering again how Twice talked about him. "Thank you," she exhaled with her eyes closed. "Really."
"Hey, it’s okay… Thank you for trying to tame the Light Fury," he closed his fist and softly tapped her thigh.
"Look, I still feel bad for earlier," she sighed, half-smiling. "You can touch me if you want. Just… Keep your hands away from my holes, and let's avoid getting your dick near me, alright?" She scrunched her nose, grimacing. "And if you're going to slap my ass, don't be too harsh on me."
"That sounds like an offer I can't refuse! Feet included?"
"Why? You liked them that much?" Ryujin smirked, leaning back and stretching one leg to get her foot near his face as she wiggled her toes.
"That's no secret," Seungdae admitted, grabbing her ankle. "But you were the one who shoved them in my mouth last time," he added, raising his eyebrows.
Ryujin hummed for a moment. "If they're within distance," she began, moving her foot in circles, getting it closer to his face. "You can touch them," she pointed at his face with her big toe. "If you're fast enough, maybe lick them," she added in an overly flirty tone, running her toes through his cheek and taking her foot back before touching his lip. "But if I'm not in the mood, don't even think about it," she concluded with her serious voice.
"Jokes aside. Are you really okay with that?"
Ryujin sighed and tried, unsuccessfully, to push him with her hand. "I don't mind with you anymore. I feel like we already crossed a line that we can't go back from," she replied, pursing her lips, pointing to the semi-dry plaster of cum in her chest.
"That's true," he let out in a defeated tone. "What about your boobs?" He added, trying to lift the mood.
Ryujin scoffed. "You already grabbed them when you saved me from falling earlier!"
"Did I? I didn't notice," Seungdae raised his eyebrows in legit surprise.
"I know they're small, but you don't have to be rude!"
He laughed and stood up, offering his hand to help her. "I mean it. I was more worried you'll land with your face."
"Fair," she took his hand, finally standing up with firm legs. "You did save me from some serious bruising," Ryujin smirked at him and punched him softly in the shoulder. "Want to go another round against her?" She suggested with a smirk, pointing to the dungeon with her head.
"That’s an even better way to ask forgiveness," he smirked back at her.
Before going back inside, they took their time drinking a bit of water, trying to recover some of the fluids they lost earlier. "Don't you think she'll need some water too?" Seungdae asked, picking up her glass to leave it in the sink.
"Likely, but she can handle it," Ryujin replied, raising her eyebrows and looking down. "You ready?"
"Let's see how she's doing, then."
Ryujin did her best to open the door without making a sound. As soon as the door opened slightly, they could hear her heavy breathing and her quiet moans, accompanied by the mechanical sound of the device fucking her with the silicone dildo. Once they could see her properly, both admired her efforts to rock her hips, trying to get more out of that machine.
"Didn't I leave that thing inside her cunt?" He asked, noticing the new pool of fluids and how her rim was clenching the toy every time it went out.
"Yup. It was in her pussy when I turned that on," Ryujin replied with a proud smirk that he noticed right away, instantly imitating her to annoy her. She slapped him softly on the arm and got inside the dungeon with him.
"Is she a nympho or something?"
"Not quite. But once she started, she won’t stop until she can’t stand up," she replied, closing the door.
"We have work to do then," Seungdae smiled, ready to settle things with Yeji.
"Y-you came back!" The leader yelled, letting her head fall back without stopping the movement of her hips.
Seungdae sighed and walked towards her. "I'm not done with you yet."
"I h-hoped so. I'm still awake," she grinned, followed by a soft gasp and a little yelp when he pulled her hair and slapped her ass, leaving his fingers traced on her skin.
"You really make me wonder if the sweet Yeji you show your fans is somewhere inside this needy whore," he whispered in her ear, purposefully rubbing his cock in her asscheeks.
Her body kept moving her hips at the same rhythm as the machine, but her devilish, slutty face quickly turned to an innocent pout with sparkly eyes. "You've only met a small part of me, but it's all me," she giggled, biting her lower lip in a cute expression.
He smirked at her, remembering the very contradictory sides his previous partners had shown him, particularly Jieun and Tzuyu. "Hopefully, I'll see more of that side later," he replied, running his hand down her wet slit. "For now…"
"Yah! Why did you turn it off?" Yeji asked as soon as the dildo stopped.
"You're still awake, aren't you?" Ryujin intervened, moving near her feet after unplugging the machine to unbuckle her ankles and then her wrists while Seungdae held her firmly by the hair and her pussy. "We'll take care of you, unnie," she loomed in her range of vision with a wide smile that showed her whiskers.
Yeji quickly noticed the double strap-on her partner was wearing before she grunted, being carried by the three fingers inside her pussy and the hand in her scalp.
'Yet another orgasm,' Seungdae thought, feeling her cunt clenching around his fingers and her hips shaking in his palm. "Fuck her while I send her to sleep," he commanded, placing Yeji face down in the highest part of the tantra chair, leaving her legs hanging in the lowest part.
Knowing what they'd do to her, she spread her legs and placed her feet on the handles to get some stability, wiggling her unstable ass to present her holes to Ryujin.
Seungdae knelt to meet her eyes. "You're an amazing little whore," he smirked, signaling Ryujin to get ready behind Yeji. "I want you to keep your eyes on mine at all times, alright?" He held her by the chin, just as the redhead had recommended while they drank water. Whatever that was, it ignited her submissive side to the fullest. "No matter what."
She breathed heavily, biting her lips at his command before nodding lightly. Unconsciously, she was already salivating in anticipation.
"Now, be good and open your ass for our dear Ryujinie," he smirked. He could see the fire in her eyes while she took her buttcheeks and spread them.
The dildos on the strap were roughly the same size, about seven inches long. Staying at a couple of centimeters away from touching Yeji's holes, Ryujin aligned them and, with Seungdae's final signal, she abruptly inserted half the length of the dildos into her body, instantly triggering another small orgasm for her.
He could see her effort to stop her eyes from rolling back. But as requested, she looked at his eyes while she released a moan with a tint of pain, hidden in all her pleasure. Seungdae's previous abuse of her asshole and her own time fucking herself on the machine had already left her puckerhole with enough of a gape to take that size fairly easily.
"What an obedient slut," he said, caressing her cheek and bringing a shy smile to her wicked face. "Now, eyes here," he pointed to his own face, "and I don't want any other waterfall coming out of your mouth, understood?"
She nodded quickly, following his face with her eyes as he stood up, and her hips trembled slightly.
"No mercy," Ryujin mouthed with a grin.
Seungdae winked at her and yanked Yeji's hair. "Give your hands to Ryujin and breathe deeply," he ordered, slapping her cheeks and her mouth with the weight of his manhood, almost poking her eyes.
Her excitement was evident; the smacking of his glans over her face brought a joyful grin to her lips. She threw her hands back, quickly feeling Ryujin's grip. Yeji inhaled deeply while the man held her head with both hands. Once she was ready, she held her breath and opened her mouth, showing the small pool of saliva she had prepared. The younger woman waved her hips side to side, waiting for Seungdae.
A subtle nod was the signal. Yeji's body squirmed at the sudden rough penetration of her fuck holes. As requested, her eyes remained on Seungdae's face, widening as a response to the pleasure she felt, letting him know how desperately she wanted to be in that exact position.
Ryujin's thrusts were precise and deep. Their countless nights together made it easy for the redhead to read Yeji's reactions and to move at the right angle to hit that sweet spot, carrying her through a series of orgasms. She was not holding back, making their thighs clap at every thrust while the leader's folds and her rim gripped onto the dildos at every movement, loving the way they rubbed against each other through her inner walls.
The assault on her mouth was relentless. Yeji wrongly hoped he'd enjoy the initial bubbling of her pipe, pushing into her throat gradually. Instead, he forced his manhood almost entirely into her neck on the first thrust, burring her nose in his pubes on the second one. Before she could notice, both of them were fucking her without stopping.
Yeji kept staring up at him. She could not moan, whimper, or cry. The only sounds coming out of her body were the loud gurgling of her mouth and the gushing of her cunt while she squirted due to Ryujin's tireless ramming. Knowing she had pushed them to treat her like this only made her continuous climax all the more satisfying. Just as she wanted, she had lost any control over her own body. Her retching was weak, but since the only thing in her stomach was her own spit and his load from earlier, she relaxed, letting everything in her body flow, drenching her thighs along with Ryujin's.
Seungdae also enjoyed being part of the show. The reactions from her body added some extra contractions to her throat that only increased his lust. Every time he saw Yeji's eyes rolling back, he slapped her face, forcing her brain to remain active for as long as possible and bringing a weak smile to her face at every smack. He knew he had little time to make the most of it, so, taking advantage of his still sensitive cock, he focused on reaching his own orgasm.
Slowly, the leader's brain began to feel foggy. 'More… More… More…' Was the only thought in her mind, even though she could no longer differentiate what was happening between her legs. She stared at Seungdae from below. He looked fierce, getting more animalistic every second he fucked her throat. "Quickly!" Yeji heard from Ryujin, although her voice sounded distant. Her body was still shaking in their hands. As much as the slaps on her face helped her to stay awake, the sudden, erratic thrusts to her face while his cock was fully buried in her throat became her last memory before her body surrendered to the lack of air and her eyes finally closed.
Seungdae knew she was close to passing out from choking on his cock, but he leaned forward, missing it completely. Carried away by his own orgasm, he kept Yeji's lips around the base of his dick while he released his seed into her pipe, thrusting violently at every spurt of cum that came out of his glans. When his climax was over, he heard his own labored breathing and focused his eyes to see Ryujin chuckling at him.
"Out," she ordered with a smirk as soon as their eyes met.
He looked down to see Yeji's limp body, held in place only by Ryujin, holding her wrists, her strap with the two dildos keeping her hips steady, and his fists, clenching tightly onto her hair to the point his knuckles turned white. He came back to his senses in a second and pulled his manhood out of her mouth. The immediate, trembling, weak gasp for air made him sigh in relief.
"Easy. We've practiced that on purpose before," Ryujin let go of her arms and softly slapped her friend's ass while she took out the dildos from her holes. "Can you help me get her to her bedroom?" She asked, standing in the puddle of fluids that had come from Yeji's body.
"Sure…" He knelt, still holding her head by the hair, to see the leader's unconscious face. 'Too damn cute to be this crazy,' he thought, admiring her beauty, particularly her lips. "Call me crazy, but she's smiling," he scoffed, rubbing her soft cheek.
"I don't doubt it for a second," Ryujin giggled, taking off her strap before licking the dildos. "What?" She asked when she felt Seungdae's judging look on her.
"Nothing," he chuckled, carefully releasing Yeji's head, letting it hang on the tantra chair. "I just thought she'd love to see you lick her juices like that."
"You want some? You can lick it directly from her," she smirked, pointing at Yeji's ass. "She'd be okay with it. You could even have another round in pussy or her ass if you want," she added. "She'd love to watch the video when she wakes up." Ryujin pointed at the cameras carefully placed in several parts of the room.
"As tempting as that is, which is a lot! I think I've done my hours for today," he smiled, caressing Yeji's back.
"Let's go to her room, then."
Very carefully, Seungdae carried Yeji in his arms while Ryujin guided him. Before getting out of the dungeon, she placed a towel on the floor and covered Yeji's ass with another one to avoid leaving a trail of squirt through the apartment. Then, she took another couple of clean towels with her.
"Stay still for a moment," she advised at the entrance of Yeji's room. Slowly, she opened the door, and two dogs came out running. "These are Hongsam and Insam," she chuckled, pointing at the brown and black dogs respectively. "Come in," she told him.
She kept the door wide open for him to enter the bedroom. As soon as he was in, she quickly extended the two towels on the bed. "There! That'd make it easier for later."
"For later?" He wondered, laying Yeji down on her side and noticing the bowls of water and dog food on a corner of the room.
"She can keep leaking after an experience like that," Ryujin replied, pursing her lips.
"You truly know her after care, huh?" He playfully messed with her hair.
"What can I say? Water, a light meal, a warm shower, cuddling, and sleeping together," she smiled, keeping her eyes on Yeji's peaceful face. "It works for both of us," she added, nodding at him.
"Perfect recipe," he smirked, knowing well that was almost his ritual with Jieun after any of her brand ambassador sessions.
After ensuring Yeji would be alright, Ryujin took a robe for her and guided Seungdae to the living room, where he had left his clothing. While he got dressed, he asked about that 'bullet' Yeji took for the group back then. Ryujin explained in detail how the investors used Yeji that night.
He sighed deeply, partially relieved that he had not gone overboard, considering what she had endured in the past, but also for the shock that must have also been for Ryujin and the other members to see Yeji after that experience. "That's fucked up."
"Yup! But she did all that and more to take care of us."
"And after all that, you don't have the guts to say you love her," he smirked at her, resting his back on the couch, next to her.
"I never said…!" Ryujin flushed, quickly hitting his shoulder and making him laugh.
"You don't need to say that for me to know it," he chuckled. "But you may need to talk with her about it."
She sighed. "Yeah, Jimin and Sua unnie said the same thing," she acknowledged with a bit of sadness.
"Take your time with it. But do it," he pushed her playfully. "Trust me on this one. It can be worth it," he scoffed with a smile. "For now, just promise me you'll start saying no to her."
"That I can promise," she smirked.
"Good. It'll be good for everyone. Mainly for you," Seungdae tilted his head, raising his eyebrows.
"Thank you." Ryujin hit him softly with her elbow. "So… We good?" She asked with a tint of worry in her face and voice.
"Yeah, I think so," Seungdae nodded, pursing his lips.
"Just… Sorry about earlier," she insisted, guilt taking over her.
"Leave it… Let's not talk about it," he replied, standing up. "Take care of her, alright?"
"I will," she responded, accompanying him to the door.
"And, Ryujin," he added, catching her attention. "Stay in touch, alright?"
"I will," she affirmed, chuckling.
Without remembering his previous texts, he drove to the closest destination: Jieun's apartment. It wasn't until Seungdae entered her place that he felt all the physical and mental exhaustion of the day.
He quickly scanned the place. No sign of her. Battling his own body, he took a shower. Once he was out, he took the closest set of pajamas he had there and threw himself on the couch, falling asleep in a blink.
"Seungdae… Are you okay?"
He woke up to the soft voice and tender touch of Jieun, noticing her breathing heavily right away. He remembered the message he sent earlier, so she may have run to get there. "Yeah, just tired," he replied with a husky voice.
"Yah! You know you can tell me anything. Are you sure you're okay?" She insisted, holding his face in her small hands. He scoffed, looking at his side. She knew that look meant he was holding something. "Do you want to talk about it?"
"I'm not sure…"
"Hey," she kissed him on the lips. "After everything I've done, and everything you've seen done to me, you've always treated me with the same love and care," she smiled kindly at him, finally locking eyes. "Whatever it is, it won't change a bit how I see you or feel about you."
Seungdae took his time, but he managed to tell her everything that had happened and how everything ended. She empathized with him. Her own experiences had given her a first-hand understanding of the situation. The fact that Seungdae seemed calm about it after sharing it with her helped her relax.
"What if I prepare dinner for us this time, and then we cuddle before sleep?" She proposed after a bit more talking on the couch.
He chuckled, hugging her and kissing her forehead. "That sounds like a good idea."
After having dinner, already in bed in each other's embrace, they spent some time on their phones. Jieun was checking her schedule for the week, while Seungdae scrolled through social media until he received a few messages from Ryujin.
RJ: You awake?
SD: Yeah, not sure for how long, though.
SD: Are you and Yeji okay?
RJ: I'm fine, but you left her throat sore, and her nipples hurt.
SD: Not so sorry about that… 🙄
RJ: Oh, don't be at all! She loves that, and it's fun teasing her! Our little act on her made her feel recharged~
RJ: She's in a really good mood 🙂↕️
SD: I hope you enjoy her.
RJ: What do you think I'm doing? 😼
RJ: Anyhow, I can't help to still feel bad about earlier, so I talked to the girls, and they agreed it would be okay if you have this.
The video attached was around three hours long. When he opened it, he was amazed. He saw himself, from several angles, blindfolded in the X-cross. He fast-forwarded through the video with a smirk. Everything was there.
SD: Unexpected, but I'll treasure this! Thank you!
RJ: I thought you'd like it, perv. But I also have this for you.
Another pair of videos. One of them was slightly shorter but with the same miniature as the longer one. Both were shorter than the first one she sent.
RJ: I'm not sure if you'd want to relive what happened earlier, so I cut it and sent you both versions. You can delete it if you want. The longer video has it ALL.
SD: Damn… Thank you?
RJ: I really hope we're okay… You're a cool dude.
SD: We are. Don't worry about it.
RJ: Tell me you know how to keep those private, and I won't worry!
SD: If you knew the gallery of stuff I have, you wouldn't worry at all!
RJ: Nice! Good night then! Yeji also says good night!
She sent a selfie she took from above, showing Ryujin winking while her partner snuggled on her chest. Then, a video from the same angle where Ryujin softly poked Yeji’s tit, making her whine, before they laughed together and kissed tenderly, ending the scene.
'Amazing,' he thought, watching the contrasting difference of her wicked smile from earlier, and her absurdly cute, loving expression with Ryujin. It almost made him forget the devil she can be. He wished them good night and scrolled back to the videos.
"Hey, hum… Ryujin sent these," he told Jieun, who was in a similar position to Yeji in the picture.
"Are those…?" Her eyes widened as she raised her eyebrows.
"Yup… I was thinking, since you've shown me all the videos from your tributing or servicing time… If you want to see these…" He smirked, handing her his phone. A coy smile took over her face, but she nodded quickly, almost shyly.
They sat on the bed, and Jieun quickly got horny. She was focused on the video, resting half of her back on his chest while her hand slid down his pants and began stroking him softly while she fast-forwarded and rewinded the first video. She zoomed in on certain bits to get a better view of him with the Itzy girls, admiring their energy.
Jieun exited and stopped to look at him. "Can I open this one?" She asked, pointing at the second-longest video, unsure of what his response would be.
Seungdae scoffed with a smile. "Go ahead, I haven't seen anything on that one."
With a controlled, excited smile, she opened it and quickly found the part where he got pegged. Her eyes sparkled. Her grip tightened around his cock as she zoomed in on the best angle to see him cum. Just when Yeji pulled Ryujin for their fervent kiss, Jieun turned to see his face. Her eyes were already lustful, and the hand in his cock slowly went down to his balls. "Do you think we could…?" She asked while her small fingers reached his crack.
"You're not shoving anything down there in me, Jin," he replied with a scoff, shaking his head. "Not today," he giggled. He trusted his body blindly to her, just as she trusted him with hers. It was fair to leave the option open.
Jieun smirked, accepting his response. "Can I at least lick it today?" She wondered, licking her lips and getting closer to his face as her hand slid back to his shaft.
He scoffed. "Fine," he replied, pulling her for a kiss before she grinned cutely and turned back to see more of the video.
Jieun fast-forwarded through it until he was drilling Yeji's pussy and then ramming her ass. "Why haven't you fucked me like that?" she pouted at him, releasing his cock from any covering.
"What do you mean?" He replied, laughing. "I've fucked you way harder than that!"
"You have," she nodded, leaving the phone aside and quickly taking off her pants, going over him. "But not with anger," Jieun added with a happy, lustful smile, unbuttoning her pajama, letting him see her soft midriff.
"That's because I love you," he stated, pulling her closer to him until his lips touched her skin.
"Then fuck me like you hate me."
Author's notes: The root of this fic came to mind shortly after I wrote the first ideas for We Pray. That's like seven months ago, at least ☝️. The more I wrote, the more I added, and that idea was divided into the OT5 story and this fic (with some adjustments for it all to make sense and serve the larger plot).
For those not into pegging who made it past that part and until the end, I hope you liked what happened after that, hehe 😈.
For those waiting for Ryujin to get used in the dungeon, bear with me, there's an outline for that.
your take on some soft dom!ryu pleaase! preferably with praise if that's okay, but if it leads to something rougher, thats your choice, the floor is yours 🫶
i can absolutely do that, hopefully you enjoy it <3
₊♡₊˚ Wandering Hands・₊ ♥︎ [MDNI]
𓂃♥︎ no copies, adaptations, or translations are allowed ₊˚
1.7k+ words ♡𓂃
Summary 𓂃₊ ♥︎ _ you'd had sleepovers with ryujin before, they never ended like this...
non idol!ryujin x reader
genre ✧・₊ request, porn with a little plot
warnings ₊ ♥︎ ˚ soft dom!ryu, sub!reader, fingering, praise, multiple orgasms, nipple play, aftercare, minor angst, sweet ending, tell me if i missed any
✩₊˚.⋆𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐃𝐍𝐈⋆⁺₊✧
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You’d never been able to define your relationship with Ryujin. She flirted with you constantly, she’d kiss your check and hold your hand, she’d wrap her arm around your waist while you were out in public. But she’d never go further than that. Never put a label on things.
You didn’t question things, afraid to take things further and risk her pushing you away. But this morning was hard to ignore. She’d pulled you into her bed last night, wanting to cuddle and watch a show after you’d brought her home from a party. You agreed with every intention of leaving once she fell asleep. But it didn’t work out like that.
Now you were being woken by the sun shining through the crack in her blinds. You wince, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes as you slowly remembered where you’d fallen asleep.
Ryujin was out cold behind you, arm slung protectively around your waist. You were both dressed in only t-shirts and underwear, making the feeling of her pressed against your back even more intense. You tried to move, as slowly as you could as to not disturb her, but her arm tightened around you.
“Ryu…” You whine, struggling slightly in her hold.
She groans softly, moving her arm from your waist, instead pressing her hand flat to your stomach. You can’t help but suck in a gasp, her fingers treading dangerously close to the hem of your underwear.
“Ryu!” You say, still quiet but slightly more urgent.
“Shhh, baby.” She mutters behind you.
You feel her slip her pinky under the waistband of your panties. “What are you—”
“Wanna finish what I started last night.” She kisses the back of your neck, snapping the waistband against your skin.
You jump, “W-what are you talking about?’
“You remember, babygirl.” She drawls, voice still rough with sleep. “I wanna make you feel good.”
You feel her smirk against the nape of your neck, running a slender finger over your clothed heat.
“You’re wet.” She teases her fingers over your sensitive bud. “You want me to help you?”
“Ryu, I don’t—”
“Come on, baby. Let me help.” She starts to make small circles over your covered clit.
You gasp softly, biting your lip, “P-please.”
Ryujin pulls away and as you open your mouth to protest, she slides two fingers between your lips. You whine, sucking on them enthusiastically.
“Such a good girl.” Ryujin purrs into your ear.
Once her fingers are sufficiently wet, she brings them back down between your legs, pushing your panties to the side. She teases a slender finger between your lips, already slick with your juices.
“So excited already…” She slowly starts her ministrations on your clit again, the sensation more intense without the barrier of your underwear.
You shutter as Ryujin starts to speed up. Your whines get louder, though you try to bite your lip.
Ryujin slides her arm under your head and holds her hand over your mouth before pressing two fingers into your dripping cunt. Your eyes roll back and you can help but rut into her hand, whining against her hand.
“I know, I know, pretty girl. It feels too good, huh?” She whispers in your ear as she speeds up again. You can’t help but squirm, Ryujin only holds you tighter against her.
Her fingers curl deliciously against that spongey spot inside you, the one you were never able to reach, she runs her fingers back and forth over it before starting to pump in and out.
You started to get louder—whining and moaning—so Ryujin replaced her hand with her lips, swallowing your moans. Her lips were soft, even in the early morning, moving against yours in that now familiar way. Your breathing got heavy as she picked up her speed—fingers gushing ludely—and you pull away, head lulling back.
“You gonna cum, baby? Can you come for me?” Ryujin peppers your jaw and neck with kisses.
“Please… Please Ryu—please don’t stop—”
“You’re being so good for me baby, it’s okay, come on my fingers like a good girl.”
“Ryu—oh my god!” You gasp, heart pounding against your chest as you reached your high, Ryujin’s pace never faltering. You squirm in her arms, euphoria spreading over you, eyes squeezed shut, clamping down on Ryujin’s fingers as your walls fluttered around her. She pulls out, letting you catch your breath. You’re too out of it to move but when you open your eyes Ryujin is hovering over you.
She grins down at you, cat-like. “Open up, baby.” You part your lips, letting her slide her slick fingers across your tongue, making you taste yourself. “I love seeing you like this. You have no idea how long I’ve dreamt about it…”
She pulls her fingers away from your lips, replacing them with her own. You move to cup her cheek, letting her deepen the kiss, but she pulls your hand away and pins it to your side.
“Ryu—” You whine into her lips, struggling against her hold, “Wanna touch—”
“Mmh.” She shakes her head, taking your other hand and pinning them above your head. “Not yet. Be a good girl and keep them there.”
She lets go, and you obey, gripping the headboard as she trails her lips down your body. She pushes up your t-shirt, teasing her fingers along your sides—making you squirm. She pushes it further up, revealing your tits. Your nipples harden as they’re exposed to the cool air, she smirks. Her lips are smooth on your skin, licking and nipping as she kisses everywhere but where you want her. You whine, squirming a little. Ryujin takes pity on you, bringing her lips to your nipple and sucking lightly. You bite your lip, fingers tightening around the base of the headboard. Her tongue flicks over the bud and you whimper, back arching into her. Ryujin chuckles lowly, pulling off and moving to the other side. She takes her time kissing all over your skin, surely leaving a few marks behind, before she slides her tongue across your nipple.
“Ryu—” You whine again.
“Shh, baby.” She mutters against your skin, gripping your hip with one hand and massaging your breast with the other.
She slides down your body, pressing kisses to your skin before stopping at the hem of your panties. She looks up at you, sliding them down your legs and sitting up on her knees.
“Keep quiet, or I’ll push these damp panties between those pretty lips of yours.” Ryujin hangs your underwear from her finger, smirking down at you.
You nod, shuttering as she leans back down. She peppers your inner thighs with kisses, keeping them spread with her hands, her nails digging in lightly. You let your head fall back on the pillow, closing her eyes as she teases around your dripping core.
You jump when she blows cold air across your cunt, shuttering as she licks a stripe up your center. You bite back a moan, holding onto the headboard for dear life.
“You taste so good, baby.” She mutters, leaning in again to circle your clit with her tongue.
She gets sloppy, lewd noises filling her room—dirty, wet, obscene, the constant sucking and dragging licks. Her tongue drank you in as more wetness spilled out. You break when she presses her tongue inside, your hand breaking away from the headboard and gripping her hair.
She stops, ripping your hand away and sitting up, “What did I say?”
“‘m sorry, I didn’t—”
Ryujin ignores you, reaching up to take off your top completely. She brings both your hands back up and uses it to tie them to the headboard.
“I’ll make you regret that.” Ryujin smirks down at you.
“Ryu—” She shuts you up with a stare.
You fucked up.
Your jaw dropped in a silent scream as your third climax washed over you. Ryujin hums against your skin and the overstimulation hits suddenly. Your back arches off the bed, legs shaking, clenching around nothing.
“You did so good, baby.” Ryujin kisses her way back up your body before connecting your lips. You could taste herself as she pressed her tongue into your mouth, possessive and domineering. You were too fucked out to kiss back but she didn’t seem to mind.
“Come on, pretty girl.” Ryujin unties your hands, sliding off the bed and pulling you to her.
She carries you into the bathroom and sets you down on the closed toilet, turning on the shower to let it warm up. She kneels down in front of you, taking your chin between her fingers, “You okay?”
She nod, “Tired.”
“I know, but you were such a good girl for me.” She smiles up at you, the fondness clear in her eyes.
She stood with you in the shower for a while, letting the warm spray fall over the pair of you. Then she cleaned you up, washing your hair and your body before doing the same with herself. She bundled you up in a fluffy white towel and let you sit on the counter while she dried your hair.
“Are you just going to go back to normal after this?” You mutter.
She freezes, turning off the hair dryer, “What?”
“Does this… change anything? Like… I don’t know.” You stare at your lap, picking at your nails.
She takes your hands in hers, making you look up.
“What are you talking about, baby?”
“I mean… What is this? Us.”
She stares at you for a long moment, looking from your eyes to your lips, to your joined hands, then back up to your face, “What…do you want it to be?”
“I want this… But you keep pushing me away.”
“Baby, I—”
“You won’t let me tell you how I feel, you just kiss me to shut me up and act like it never happened. You don’t like it when other people flirt with me but you won’t tell me why.”
“I… I know I’m not the best at talking about how I feel.”
You give her a knowing look and she chuckles.
“Okay, yes, I suck at it.” She takes a deep breath, bringing one hand up to cup your cheek, “I’m crazy about you, baby. I… I want you to be mine.”
Your heart skips a beat and you can’t hide the smile spreading across your lips.
“If you’ll have me…” She continues.
You nod and she smiles, leaning in to kiss you. It was different from kisses you’d shared in the past. It wasn’t rushed, it wasn’t aggressive, it was slow and sweet—full of adoration and longing.
You pull back, forehead pressed to hers, “Took you long enough.”
“I’m sorry, baby. I promise I won’t leave you guessing like that ever again.
ᝰ.ᐟ you and ryujin aren’t serious. you never were. it was just late nights, bad habits, and knowing exactly where to find each other.
ᝰ.ᐟ pairing. ryujin x fem!reader ᝰ.ᐟ genre. smut (18+), angst ᝰ.ᐟ warnings/tags. cursing, toxic dynamics, dom!ryujin, hate sex, fingering (r receiving), possessiveness, degradation, yall fuck in the car and deny your feelings
ᝰ.ᐟ wc 1.1k
ᝰ.ᐟ katty i love ryujin
(🎧) now playing — wicked games by kiana ledé.
masterlist.
YOU MET RYUJIN AT A PARTY you weren’t even supposed to be at.
someone’s rooftop. cheap tequila. hot smoke and hotter girls. she had a blunt tucked behind her ear and some chick pressed into her side like an accessory. didn’t even look at her when she laughed.
you said her taste in music sucked.
she said you looked better pissed off.
you ended up in the bathroom, dress bunched around your hips, her hand between your legs, her palm slapped over your mouth so no one could hear you moan.
that should’ve been it.
but then she started calling. not a lot. just enough to fuck you up.
sometimes she showed up at your door. sometimes you showed up at hers. no rules, no pillow talk.
now it’s been… weeks? months? you’ve stopped counting.
you don’t date. you rarely cuddle. you don’t text each other good morning.
but you always answer when she calls.
tonight, you didn’t expect to see her.
you came out with aeri and ning. it was just drinks, just dancing, just to get your mind off everything. you had a new dress on. a red one you haven’t worn before. you told yourself it had nothing to do with her.
but she was here.
leaning against the bar like the place owed her something. talking to some girl with long legs and short patience. laughing like she meant it but touching like she didn’t.
she didn’t even look at you at first.
just took a sip of her drink, nodded along to the music, and acted like you weren’t standing ten feet away watching her press her hand against some girl’s hip like it was nothing.
you’re not together.
you’re not anything, actually. you’ve both made that clear.
but she knows your schedule. knows your favorite things. knows how you sound when you fall apart in her hands, even though she barely texts first.
and you know her tells, even the ones she thinks she hides.
like how her jaw ticks when she sees you dancing with someone else.
how she smirks like it’s funny.
how her fingers tighten around her glass until her knuckles go white.
you let her see you dance with someone else tonight. and when you catch her eyes, heavy and unreadable, like a challenge, you give her a smile.
but your drink was gone faster than you expected.
so was your patience.
you ended up in the parking lot. maybe to breathe. maybe to run. maybe to cry. you’d never admit to any of it.
and then you heard her voice behind you.
“that dress is new.”
you didn’t turn around.
“so’s your whore.”
she laughed. that low, throaty kind of laugh that made you hate how your skin reacted.
“she’s not my type.”
“right. your type’s anyone who’ll open their legs.”
that made her walk closer.
you felt her behind you before she touched you. cold fingers at your elbow, then lower. bolder.
“get in the car.”
you should’ve said no. but your legs were already moving.
the car door slams shut behind you.
she kisses you hard. messy. like it’s punishment.
your back hits the passenger seat. she pulls you onto her lap before you can think twice — firm hands gripping your waist, thumbs pressing into skin like a warning.
your dress rides up. her fingers slip under it without hesitation.
you moan but she swallows it.
her mouth moves to your neck, tongue dragging along the curve as your hips roll into her.
“thought you didn’t miss me.” she murmurs.
you lean back enough to look at her, panting.
“i don’t.”
she smirks.
“liar.”
your lips crash again, rough and desperate.
it’s just friction and heat. no love.
just the way her thigh feels between yours and the way you grind down like you need to break something.
then her phone lights up.
you don’t even mean to look. but it’s right there.
yeji
“still coming over?”
your body stills. her hands don’t.
“ignore it.” she says, mouth on your collarbone.
you grabbed her wrist. shoved it away.
“don’t fucking touch me.”
she freezes. blinks once. then laughs like she can’t believe you have the nerve.
“you’re always so dramatic.”
you slide off her lap with a scoff, yanking your dress down, jaw locked.
“and you’re always so desperate.”
her brows lift.
“for you?”
you smile without warmth.
“please. you’ve been eye fucking the whole club. yeji just happened to text first.”
her smile fades.
“you’re real mouthy for someone who was about to cum on my leg.”
“and you’re real cocky for someone who hasn’t made me cum since april.”
the air thickens and her nostrils flare.
“watch your fucking mouth.”
“why? gonna shut me up with those lazy ass fingers?”
you don’t even see her move. just feel it. the way she grabs your throat and forces you back into the seat, body caged in by hers, breath hot.
“you wanna talk shit? let’s talk.”
you grinned, eyes gleaming.
“go ahead. show me how weak you really are.”
she yanks your legs open and slides her hand between them like she’s been waiting to do it all night, fingers fucking into you like she wants to leave bruises where no one else can see.
you cried out, head slamming into the seat.
“fucking pathetic. were you like this in the club? dripping all over someone else?” she mutters, dragging her lips down your neck.
“at least they would’ve finished the job.”
she stills and you smirk.
“what? hit a nerve?”
she rammed her fingers deeper and you choked on your moan.
her palm moved against your clit, fast and rough, and your whole body jerked.
“this lazy enough for you?” she hissed.
“still kinda— fuck—”
she slapped your thigh.
“run that mouth again.”
“you like it when i do.”
she lets out a laugh but doesn’t deny it. her grip tightens. she curls her fingers just right and watches your little attitude break in real time.
“that’s better. you’re prettier when you shut the fuck up.” she mutters.
you shudder, chest heaving, thighs trembling.
“fuck—”
she bites your neck.
“what was that? couldn’t hear you over how wet you are.”
you hate her. hate how she knows your body too well. hate how she fucks you like no one else could. hate how your body betrays you. hate that you were already close.
“say it. say you’re mine.” she hummed.
you moaned instead.
she sped up.
“fucking slut.”
you came with a sob, thighs shaking, nails dragging down her chest.
she didn’t stop. didn’t let you breathe. kept going until you whimpered her name like it hurt.
then she pulled her fingers out slowly and sucked them clean, eyes never leaving yours.
“say some dumb shit again. see what happens.” she murmured.
you glared at her, lips swollen, chest still moving up and down.
“you gonna fuck the attitude out of me?”
she leaned in, tongue dragging across your bottom lip.
SUMMARY Doing things you’ve never done before in the backseat of Ryujin’s car…
WARNINGS Smut, oral sex, dirty talk, praise kink, degrading kink, teasing, loss of virginity, etc
AUTHOR NOTE Haven’t posted in awhile😛 hiii omg i randomly got this idea while listening to addison rae and i surprisingly finished it😭 didn’t read over it so there probably mistakes btw. I got right to it LMAOOO
“Get in the backseat…” Ryujin breathes against the heated kiss y’all were sharing.
All that leaves your mouth is a needy whine, you crawl over the console and Ryujin bit her lip. “You’re so sexy.” she says as she checks out your ass as you crawl into the backseat.
You grip her arm, “Come here..” you whine, needy, thighs pressing together.
“Just a second, baby.” She rolls all the windows up and turns the AC on, not all the way. She turns the radio up a bit, soft pop music is playing as she crawls into the backseat.
She immediately starts undressing you, first your skirt, then your top, then your bra, leaving only your panties on.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous. So perfect.” she says, trailing kisses up your thighs and stomach.
She lifts one of your legs and kisses at your inner thigh, you whine, arching your back. “You’re…teasing me.” you murmur.
“Yeah. You like it?” she smirks, rubbing her palm over your panties.
You pout, shaking your head. “M-More..!” you whine, your hands pull your panties down and you toss them on the car floor along with the rest of your clothes and she growls.
“Damnit…spread your legs.” she whispers, clearly turned on. You squeezed your thighs together quite nervously.
“Are you gonna be gentle? I’ve never done this before…” you whine, she chuckles, “I’ll be gentle, at first…now spread those legs before I spread ‘em for you.”
Your pussy clenches at her words, you slowly start spreading your legs, her hand goes under your knees. “Mmm, let me see your pussy.”
She groans at the sight of your wet pink pussy on display for her, her fingers immediately go to spread your folds.
“Fuck…look at that. Such a pretty pussy. Did I get you this wet?” she hums, smirking.
“Y-Yes…it was you…” you whine, hands moving to her arms, holding them tightly and nervously.
“Let go…I’m gonna crawl between your legs.” she whispers, you exhale as you let go, she then crawls between your legs and gives your folds a long teasing lick.
You gasp, back arching, she hums, licking her lips as she pushes your hips to lie on the seat. “Stay still.”
You whimper as she leans in and starts licking and sucking your pussy. “A-Ah..! Ryu…Ryujin..!” you babble, your hands curled in balls beside your body.
She looks up at you and you lock eyes, she gives your pussy a long, deep stripe and one of your hands immediately goes to grip her hair, whimpering.
“It…it feels so good…” you whine, she hums against you, making you squirm, she chases after, not stopping, in-fact, she speeds up. You squeak, pushing her head away as you squirm and whimper.
She sighs, licking her lips, watching after you pushed her away and squeezed your thighs shut.
She manhandles you suddenly, roughly grabbing the backs of your legs and yanking you towards her and yanking your legs apart, she leans in and starts going down on you again, rougher and faster.
You squeal, gripping the seat and then her hair with your other hand. “It’s too much! Ryujin…a-ahh! Y-You’re tongue…it’s…oh god!” you moan, back arching. She pins your hips down and you whimper.
You toss your head back with a loud gasp as she sucks harshly on your clit. “It’s happening!! Ryujin! Ryu!! Baby!! I’m..i’m..!” you babble, moaning loudly as she sped up, licking and sucking faster.
Your toes curl as you squeak, chasing your high. Your legs twitch around her neck, you exhale, lying back and letting go of your grip on her and her seats.
She pulls back with a cocky smirk, “How was that?” she hums, leaning back against the seat.
“It was…a-amazing…you’re amazing.” you pant, giggling.
You sit up, suddenly feeling exposed that you were naked and she was fully clothed. You lean against her shoulder, staring up at her.
She smirks at you, then your hand trails down, you loosen her belt buckle with one of your hands. “Can I..do you next?”
Her smirk dropped slightly, she looked quite surprised. “Yeah? You sure?”
You nod, unbuckling her jeans and unbuttoning them, you look up at her as you unzip them and tug them down. She helps you get them off by lifting her hips, you giggle at how difficult it was. She shifts to a more comfortable position, lying down like you were before.
Then she lies there in her boyshort underwear, you rub her through her panties like she did you and she growls.
“Don’t.”
You look up at her, nervously. “Don’t…what?” you whisper, continuing rubbing her, she grips your arm.
“Don’t be a damn tease. Take them off.” she demands, sitting up on her elbows.
You exhale, “And if I don’t?” you challenge.
She gasps, “You little…” she hums, smirking. “Alright then…show me what you got.”
You gulp, opening her legs more as you lean in, pushing your hair behind your ears and you lick a long stripe along her pussy, through her thin cotton underwear.
She gasps, moving her hand to your hair. “Damnit…babygirl, do that again.”
You do it again and she groans, grabbing the waistband of her underwear and pulling them down and tossing them aside.
You gasp at the sight of her pussy, it’s so pretty and so wet. You kiss her clit and she gasps. “That was so naughty but so sweet…you’re adorable.” she chuckles.
You smile, then you lean in and try to copy what she did when she went down on you.
You lick through her folds, up to her clit, then you start sucking on her clit gently.
She groans and you suck it harder, then she moans, squeezing your hair. You look up at her, moaning against her pussy. “You..you taste s-sweet.” you murmur.
“Oh, yeah?” sh smirks, pushing your head against her, you whimper and continue eating her pussy, she moans. “Yeah, that’s it…use that mouth for somethin’ useful.” She pants.
You adjust your position, getting on your knees as you push your hair behind your ears.
She gets the hint and puts youe hair in a makeshift ponytail. Now that your hair isn’t in your face, you focus more on eating her pussy out, she groans loudly.
“Oh, yeah, baby, that’s it! Right fuckin’ there! Yeah..suck harder.” she moans, squeezing your hair. “Don’t you fucking stop.”
You whimper against her pussy and she squeaks, you smile against her, she growls. “Do that again.”
You whimper against her pussy, sending vibrations up her core, she groans loudly. “I’m gonna fuckin’ cum. Gonna cum on that tongue, that cute little skillfull virgin tongue.” she pants.
You whine, nodding as she grinds against your face, she cums with a loud growl.
You pull back slowly, a trail of spit connects to your chin, you wipe your mouth, breaking it. You lick your lips, “Baby…you really do taste delicious…” you say, nervously.
She huffs, “I bet. You were eating that shit like you were a starved woman. Never had my pussy eaten like that before.” she chuckles.
You blush, giggling. “Sorry…”
“Don’t be sorry, that was the best thing i’ve ever done.” she chuckles, “Will you turn the AC up all the way?” she asks.
You lean over the console and turn the AC up all the way, you slip your panties and your shirt on and cuddle into her.
我 ⸼ ࣪ ✿ ◌ ۪ c̲ontent.. nsfw. masc ryujin x fem! jealous! reader, sloppy lesbian hate-ish sex, semi established relationship, reader trys to dom... s cute, fratparty, strap usage (riding) ⣀⣠🥤⣦
you were convinced ryu had been a frat boy in another life, since only one might actually enjoy this party. it stinked of sweat, the particular breed that reminded of being stuck in a tight classroom with a load of teenage boys who haven't learned about deodarant yet. mixed with an almost hay-like, chemical induced smell, signaling somebody was smoking a load of poor quality crack somewhere in the back.
you truly had nothing of intrest here, god. you wondered why she even dragged you here. when the both of you could've done literally anything else besides waste time in this shit hole. your gaze locked upon the loud dance floor, filled with a multitude of freshmen who had way to much energy, considering the music bouncing from the walls was terrible.
straightening your posture in an attempt to refocus, you attempted to visually locate ryujin with the final goal of getting. out. of. here. until you found her. you clenched the plastic, red cup filled with some cheap beverage extra tight, at the sight.
to say this simply, you were used to pretty girls drapping themselves over your girlfriend. i mean how could they not? you could count the amount of mascs at your uni, utilising only one of your hands. so seeing a sorority (presumably) girl all over her, didn't surprise you. what did surprise you however, was ryu doing zero, nada, to stop the transaction.
your eyes met from across the room, and everything around the both of you significantly slowed down. it felt as though there was only you, and her. flashy shades of blue, and pink colored her face as she looked to your direction. your brows furrowed in irritation, and much to your further frustration,, she gave a small grin ? lazy. controlled. most importantly, not affected.
the second the door to your dorm closes, you're up on her. you mumble something along the lines of "what the fuck," against her lips, as you both stumble through the shared room, nothing but a string of spit (metaphorically) holding you together. your fingers squeezing her cheeks, nails lightly digging into the soft flesh, trying to make her feel just how angry you were.
while her fingers tried holding onto you, touching all over. massaging over your hardened nipples visable through the fabric of your shirt, groping your ass, a poor attempt of re-ownership.
calling her pathetic under your breath, but there's just no use. y'know how much you degrading her, gets her off. so really she wins here. hell, it's not even unlikely she let that girl flirt just to piss you off.
loves putting you to your place right after throwing a hissy fit.
really thinking of her flipping you around when u're not paying attention, having you in a (very) light headlock from the back. feeling thick silicone nudging your clothed entrance, while she grinds against you while standing ... mumbling smth smth about you needing to "turn your pretty head off." ( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;)
ending the night, riding her!!! weakly slapping her every once in a while, her fingers holding your hips, bouncing your pretty tits. murmuring muffled apologies against your chest as she kittenlicks, sucking faint marks every once in a while.
Prompt: The script said one kiss, the drama showed one kiss. But the leaked behind-the-scenes footage? Hmm...
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Yeji
The Fiercely Protective, Slightly Possessive Lead
gritty action-romance drama
Yeji plays a former detective trying to leave her past behind
until you, the one person she swore to protect, get dragged into danger
the kiss is supposed to be one desperate, fleeting moment
just a brief press of lips before she pulls away, torn between duty and love
in the leaked behind-the-scenes clip tho…
Yeji doesn’t pull away
She tilts her head, deepening the kiss just slightly
her hands tightening around your waist like she’s completely lost in the moment
“CUT!”
Yeji doesn’t move immediately
her forehead was still pressed against yours, her eyes flickering down to your lips
"Are you okay?" she asks softly, voice barely above a whisper
you nod, feeling breathless
she smirks
"Good. We should practice this scene again later."
the fans LOSE IT, I mean wtf
"‘We should practice again later’ GURL WHAT"
"oh Yeji wasn’t ACTING, she was FEELING that"
"So when are WE getting protected (and kissed) by Hwang Yeji?"
in an interview, Yeji just grins, her eyes twinkling
"I take my roles very seriously."
Lia
The Soft-Spoken but Surprisingly Bold Romantic Lead
classic second-chance romance
Lia is your ex-girlfriend-turned-unexpected-roommate
the tension? absolutely unbearable
the kiss is written as a shy, hesitant peck, full of unspoken feelings
but in the leaked clip???
Lia doesn’t just kiss you
she lingers, her breath warm against your lips
and she goes in again, softer this time
“CUT!”
Lia still stays way too close, blinking at you like she’s only just realized what she did
"Oops," she whispers, laughing nervously
"Guess I… got a little carried away?"
fans instantly go FERAL
"LIA WHAT DO YOU MEAN ‘OOPS’??"
"bro that second kiss wasn’t even subtle, she just WENT for it”
"SOMEONE CHECK ON Y/N, SHE HASN’T SPOKEN SINCE"
when asked about the extra kisses, Lia turns bright red and fidgets with her rings
"I-It just felt natural, you know? Like… real."
Ryujin
The Effortlessly Cool, Too-Smooth Lead
friends-to-lovers
Ryujin is the charismatic best friend who has secretly been in love with you for years
the kiss is meant to be one casual, quick peck
yknow nothing dramatic
but in the behind-the-scenes footage??
Ryujin leans in again
this time slower, more deliberate
then, after the second kiss, she smirks against your lips, tilting her head playfully
"Oh? Was that too much?" she teases, voice way too smug
“CUT!”
she doesn’t even pretend to be embarrassed
she just winks at you before casually strolling off set
the internet explodes
"RYUJIN PLS SHE KNEW EXACTLY WHAT SHE WAS DOING"
"‘was that too much?’ BABE WE SAW YOU GO IN FOR A THIRD WHAT"
"Y/N just got rizzed up in 4K HD"
when asked about the extra kisses, Ryujin shrugs
"I was just in the moment. Can't help it if it felt right."
Gurl. Bye. 😭
Chaeryeong
The Sweet, Blushy Lead Who Accidentally Exposes Herself
heartfelt, coming-of-age love story
Chaeryeong is your adorable childhood best friend who finally confesses after years of pining
the kiss is supposed to be a soft, innocent moment, filled with emotion
but in the leaked video???
Chaeryeong FORGETS to stop kissing you
after the first kiss, she nervously kisses you again, like she just can’t help it
then, realizing what she did, she hides her face in her hands, giggling uncontrollably
"Oh my God, that was… um. A lot."
"SHE PANICKED AND KISSED Y/N AGAIN HELPPPP"
"Chaeryeong, bestie… the scene was one kiss, not three"
"She’s so embarrassed but also SO IN LOVE"
during an interview on her sister’s channel, Chaeryeong squeals and covers her face
"I-I don’t know! I just kept going! It felt… natural?"
her members immediately start teasing her
Chaeryeong.exe has officially crashed
Yuna
The Shamelessly Flirty, Scene-Stealing Lead
high-energy romcom
Yuna plays the overconfident playgirl who falls hard for the one person who resists her charms — you
the kiss is scripted to be one dramatic, show-stopping moment, before she pulls back, smirking like she owns the world
but in the leaked video??
Yuna doesn’t just stop at one kiss
she peppers soft, playful kisses along your jawline, her laughter barely contained between each one
“CUT!”
Yuna winks at the camera before turning to you with a teasing smile
“Ah, Yuna-ssi…”
"What?" she says innocently. "I was improvising."
the internet goes INSANE
"YUNA MA’AM YOU WERE HAVING TOO MUCH FUN"
"She kissed Y/N like they were already dating, I can’t."
"‘I was improvising’ — NO YOU WERE ENJOYING YOURSELF"
"plsss even the director was speechless"
when asked about the extra kisses in Hyell’s Club, Yuna just giggles and flips her hair
thoughts on nerdy!ryujin using you as her fuckdoll to experiment on because your body is so responsive! testing double penatration on you, putting a vibrator in your pussy and stuffing a buttplug in your ass in the morning so she can study the way you squirm and struggle in class all day!
at the end of the day she finally removes them, bending you over a desk in the library to stare and ogle at your wet n gaping holes while your out of breath and still begging for more. she’ll stuff 3 fingers in your needy pussy while teasing your ass with the plug while your panting and moaning, practically cumming in her panties when you squirt all over her glasses <3
— ( 🍬 ) anon.
pairing. dom!shin ryujin x sub!fem reader.
content warnings. clit play, fingering, edging, public sex, usage of toys.
ryujin being a weirdo who has zero experience with women but at the same time is incredibly curious about female pleasure is such a precious and cherished idea to me... like this woman hasn’t even had a girlfriend or even a situationship because she spends all her time locked in her room playing video games or reading any kind of freaky crap, jut at the same time, she feels a total curiosity to know everything that involves female pleasure because she is always fantasizing about being able to have sex with someone, a totally creep!
she’s lucky to have you as a friend because you end up agreeing to help her, of course, after laughing in her face at how needy she is... but help is help! she can’t believe you’ve accepted such a strange and sick idea because, well, she thought it would just be a fantasy that would live in her head and remain repressed — but when you pressure her so much to tell you what ryujin is thinking, she accidentally ends up saying her desires and longings out loud, leaving you stunned and making you laugh for a few minutes, but in the end you end up joking about it and offering to help her because you don’t want to see your friend with a long face, the best friendship!
ahe had never loved a chemistry class as much as before because this one was special: her seatmate was practically having an orgasm next to her while the teacher was in the middle of reading.. and she especially gets more excited seeing how you can’t hold back and impulsively end up sliding a hand inside your pants and underwear, going straight to playing with your own clit and rubbing it nonstop as if the teacher or any other student might catch you in the act, but you don’t care! you can’t worry about the consequences of your actions when at the same time ryujin is controlling the intensity and rhythm of the vibrator via remote control, making you lose your mind and any kind of coherence because your way of acting shows that there is almost no sanity left in your body.
