just fanservice (pt 1)
nayeon x momo SMUT^^
synopsis: nayeon gets jealous at samo's fanservice. *nayeon and momo still live together
jealousy, handcuffs, fanservice, oblivious momo, dirty talk
Fans erupted as Momo gently pressed her lips to Sana’s cheek. Sana immediately squealed and giggled as a reddish blush covered her cheeks, while Momo’s face showed a wide grin, her eyes crinkling into crescents.
The other members laughed at Sana’s giddiness; she seemed to have been struck by lightning full of energy. Jihyo even fanned herself dramatically while Jeongyeon wolf-whisteled. The stage buzzed with laughter… all except for Nayeon.
From the back, Nayeon watched the scene unfold—Momo’s proud grin and Sana’s giggles—and something small twisted inside her chest. Her eyes narrowed and she bit her bottom lip only for a second before flashing her trademark bunny smile and darting towards Momo.
“I want a kiss too!” Nayeon said cutely, her eyes sparkling with joy. Her voice rose up a few octaves, the sound confident and demanding attention. The crowd’s cheer grew louder as Nayeon leaned towards Momo and presented her cheek expectantly. Her eyes fluttered shut, and a playful smile appeared on her lips, almost daring.
But before Momo could even react, Sana squealed again and threw her arms around Momo’s waist. “Uh uh! Momo’s mine!” Sana declared adorably as she dragged Momo away from Nayeon. To Nayeon’s surprise, Momo let herself be dragged away, looking like a smiley doll in Sana’s arms.
The fans screamed even louder and cameras flashed in a rapid succession. Someone shouted “SaMo forever!” and more laughter rippled across the crowd. Chaeyoung and Tzuyu doubled over laughing.
Nayeon froze on stage, her smile dropping from her face. However, her shocked state only lasted a few seconds before she put on a practiced smile. She laughed loudly and put on a pout, pretending to be a part of the fun. But her laughter sounded a bit too strained to be genuine.
From where Nayeon was standing, she could only see the back of Momo’s head and the way her shoulders shook from laughing, totally unaware of how tightly Nayeon gripped her mic. Sana still had her arms all over Momo, her fingers wrapped around the exposed part of Momo’s toned abs.
When Nayeon’s eyes finally met Momo’s still smiling ones across the stage, Momo mouthed a quick “sorry,” with a grin that was equivalent to the light of a thousand suns. Nayeon shook her head lightly with a bright smile in response, but she had to resist the urge to roll her eyes. Momo obviously had no idea what she'd done.
For the rest of the fanmeet, Nayeon laughed and smiled like always, but every time Momo and Sana got all over each other, Nayeon’s smile faltered. Every touch or joke shared between the two of them made her muscles tense. She tried to forget about the two of them and by teasing the other members and interacting with fans, but she still couldn’t hide the way her legs bounced relentlessly—the only sign that she was annoyed.
------after the fanmeet------
The cheering faded hours later, replaced by the low hum of the SUV’s engine. They usually took the team’s large van to get back to their homes, but it was currently in the shop for some tire malfunction. Nine people in one car was absolute chaos. There was barely enough space for all of them in the back seat. Tzuyu and Mina even had to sit on the floor.
Nayeon was squished in the middle seat between Jeongyeon and Dahyun (who was sitting on Jeongyeon’s thigh), and Sana and Momo. Sana straddled Momo's right thigh, her head comfortably leaning on the window next to her. Jihyo drove while Chaeyoung sat in the passenger seat, the prize of winning the nine-way rock-paper-scissors game the members played for shotgun.
“Hey, careful,” Momo said softly to Sana as the car hit a bump. She placed her hands around Sana’s waist, steadying her so that she didn’t fall into Tzuyu. Nayeon’s eyes flicked down automatically.
She told herself she wasn’t staring and that she didn’t care—the members had always been touchy. But her attention stayed glued to that simple, casual touch for a few seconds too long.
“You guys are really touchy today,” Nayeon said, trying to make her tone sound light and teasing. She reached over before she could stop herself and tugged Momo’s clasped hands away from Sana’s waist.
The car erupted with laughter. Momo blinked at Nayeon, confused at what her unnie was trying to get at. Her lips parted like she wanted to say something in response, but before she could, Sana grinned and pulled Momo’s hand back around her waist. “We’ve always been touchy!” Sana said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Momo looked back and forth between Sana and Nayeon before shrugging. She had no idea what Nayeon meant by that.
“I’m just joking,” Nayeon said with gritted teeth. She leaned back into her seat, stealing quick glances towards how Sana kept whispering in Momo’s ear, making her laugh.
After a few more minutes of Sana and Momo’s touchiness, Nayeon felt her anger bubble up more and more. She felt a strong urge to do something that would remind Momo that Sana wasn’t the only one who could touch her.
Discreetly, when Momo’s and Sana’s lively conversation fell silent, Nayeon slowly slid her large hand onto Momo’s thigh, her movements hidden by night. Momo immediately jolted at the touch as she whipped her head to look at Nayeon.
Nayeon stared straight ahead, pretending as if she wasn’t doing anything. A small smirk formed on Nayeon’s face as she casually initiated a conversation with Jihyo, talking about some new vocal warmup that she had seen online. As Nayeon was actively talking, she slid her hand up Momo’s thigh, stopping just at the hem of her short skirt.
Momo coughed, her face turning bright red.
“Momo, are you okay?” Sana said with genuine concern in her voice. Sana turned herself in a position where she could actually see Momo’s face and inspected her blushing cheeks, touching her face as she did so. At that moment, Nayeon slid her hands up even higher, her fingertips now brushing against the edge of Momo’s underwear.
“I-I’m fine,” Momo responded, her wide eyes looking straight at Nayeon. Nayeon could feel the younger girl’s burning gaze on her skin.
Nayeon squeezed Momo's thigh and inched even closer to Momo’s core. Momo let out a choked groan.
“Are you sure?” Sana asked again, her brows scrunched with worry.
“She’s probably just tired,” Nayeon answered for her, making eye contact with Momo for the first time since she started touching her leg.
Even in the dark, Nayeon could make out the dilated pupils of Momo’s eyes and how her breath came out in shaky exhales. Nayeon smirked again before letting her hand fall back to her side. Momo let out a relieved sigh, as if she could finally breathe again.
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“Bye guys! Good job today!” Jeongyeon yelled through the window. “Bye!” Chaeyoung yelled cutely as she waved cheerfully.
Nayeon and Momo were the first ones to be dropped off at their shared apartment.
Nayeon yelled back “Goodnight!” before grabbing Momo’s wrist tightly and dragging her into the elevator.
The trip up to their apartment was quiet and tense.
“Unnie, why did you do that in the car?” Momo asked quietly, her voice full of curiosity. Nayeon could feel Momo's eyes on her face, but she didn’t answer.
“Unnie, are you mad about the kiss thing?” Momo asked again, but to no avail. Momo’s shoulders sagged, upset at the thought that her favorite unnie was angry with her. Nayeon kept herself composed, her face showing no emotion until the elevator reached their floor and they walked into their apartment.
Immediately, Nayeon turned around to face Momo and pushed her against the wall. Momo’s eyes widened in surprise at Nayeon’s rough movements.
“What was that at the fanmeet?” Nayeon questioned angrily as she stared at Momo’s face intently with dark eyes. “So you are mad about the kiss thing?” Momo said with an innocent tone, her face confused.
Nayeon inched her face closer to Momo’s, a dangerous smile on her lips. “Yes, Momo. I am mad about the kiss thing. Did you know it’s going viral on Instagram and Naver right now?”
Momo shook her head no before contemplating. Her face lit up. “Wait, isn’t that a good thing? That means our fans liked it!” Momo exclaimed excitedly. Nayeon couldn’t help the dark chuckle that left her throat. Momo was going to be in so much trouble tonight.
“Do you think this is a good thing, Momo?” Nayeon asked cautiously as dragged her pointer finger along the side of Momo’s throat. The younger girl immediately blushed at the touch. “Isn’t it?” Momo answered a beat late, her breathing uneven. “Not good for you,” Nayeon whispered angrily in Momo’s ear before latching her lips to the base of her throat.
Momo leaned her head back against the wall, exposing more of her throat to Nayeon.
“Unnie,” Momo said breathlessly as Nayeon sucked harder against the delicate skin. “You’re going to leave a… m-mark.”
Nayeon smirked against Momo’s neck and sucked even harder. Momo groaned and writhed under Nayeon—she had always been sensitive at her pulse point. Nayeon finally let her lips fall from Momo’s neck after a dark red mark bloomed. She looked at the younger girl’s state and felt her core drip with arousal. Momo’s dark hair was disheveled, her cheeks red and knees buckling.
“God, you’re so pathetic,” Nayeon said as she forced Momo’s chin up, her gaze intense and steady with desire. “I bet you’re dripping right now.”
Momo swallowed thickly. “Unnie please,” Momo pleaded. “I need- I need you to-” Momo stammered out before Nayeon’s harsh words interrupted.
“Girls like you don’t deserve anything.”
Momo’s bottom lip stuck out, her eyes almost filling with tears. Nayeon cooed at the sight.
“You should’ve thought about that before you kissed Sana on stage and let her grind all over you hmm?” Nayeon let her finger drop from Momo’s chin and let it drag over her clothed chest, her fingers gently running over the curves of Momo’s breast.
“I didn’t! It was just fanservice, unnie. I don’t even think of Sana like that,” Momo said desperately. Suddenly, Momo leaned up to plant a kiss on Nayeon’s cheek, her body pressing against Nayeon’s as she did so. “I kissed you too. Please please please, unnie.”
Nayeon laughed at Momo’s antics. “Do you promise to be a good girl from now on?”
Momo nodded frantically, her chest bouncing as she did so. Nayeon smirked and immediately dragged the younger girl to the bedroom.
Nayeon pushed Momo on the bed but suddenly got up, leaving a confused Momo aching on the sheets.
“Eh?” Momo said, her voice laced with both disappointment and desire.
Nayeon laughed. “I can’t let you get off with no punishment.”
Momo whined.
“Strip and wait on the bed, but don’t you dare touch yourself.” Nayeon commanded. Momo nodded and immediately got to ripping off her clothes.
“I’ll be back after a shower.”
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Momo had laid on the bed, completely still, for what seemed like hours. She could hear the water running and her unnie’s faint humming coming from the bathroom. She didn’t know how long she could wait—her juices had already drenched the sheets below simply by thinking about what Nayeon was going to do with her.
Though Nayeon had strictly told her not to touch herself, Momo couldn’t wait any longer. She decided to play with herself just until she heard the shower stop running. She slid her hands toward her core, a relieved groan escaping her lips as she did so.
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When Nayeon entered the bedroom, she was met with a naked Momo on top of the sheets, her small hands in between her aching core. Small moans left Momo’s throat as she touched herself, her little body writhing on the bed. Nayeon growled at the scene.
“I told you not to touch yourself, slut” Nayeon said angrily as she slapped Momo’s hands away from herself. Momo whimpered at her unnie’s roughness.
“You took forever,” Momo said breathlessly as she clenched her bare thighs together, looking for any sort of friction. Nayeon immediately pushed Momo’s legs apart, her eyes widening at how the younger girl’s juices were dripping all over her thigh.
“God, you’re fucking leaking. Is this all for Sana?”
Nayeon slid her fingers against Momo’s dripping slit, collecting the beads of arousal.
“Answer me,” Nayeon ordered.
“Y-yes,” Momo said, her thoughts all mush. She barely registered the older woman’s question, her mind too clouded with lust. “Yes?” Nayeon said furiously, her lips twisting into a scowl. Nayeon immediately removed her hands from Momo’s body.
“No! I meant n-no,” Momo whined as she reached for Nayeon’s hands. She needed something, anything that would help relieve the ache between her puffy lips.
“Please, unnie,” Momo begged in a pleading tone. “Please… please touch me.”
Nayeon scoffed as she watched the younger girl twitch on the bed, her cheeks flushed pink. Then, after a few seconds of thought, Nayeon leaned over to the nightstand and pulled out a pair of fuzzy handcuffs.
“Hands up,” Nayeon said. “Unnie, please” Momo whispered as she lifted her small hands up in the air. The handcuffs closed with a clink and Momo’s hands were sealed.
“Please what?” Nayeon asked tauntingly as she pushed Momo’s cuffed hands above her head. “I thought you were going to be good for me hmm? Are you too much of a slut that you can’t go a few minutes without someone touching you?”
“I-I just needed you so bad, unnie,” Momo whimpered.
Nayeon looked at the younger girl under her before roughly capturing Momo’s lips with her tongue. As she made out with the younger girl, Nayeon slid her hands back to Momo’s core. She had somehow managed to get even wetter.
“Look at you, pretty girl,” Nayeon purred. “You’re look so wasted and I’ve barely touched you.” Nayeon rubbed circles into Momo’s clit before slipping a long finger inside her.
“Unnie,” Momo moaned erotically, her back arching.
“You’re so tight that no one would ever expect I fuck you like this every night.”
Momo cried out as Nayeon curled the finger inside of her. Her eyes rolled back as Nayeon pumped another finger into her at an unforgiving pace.
“Unnie… unng it feel so good,” Momo moaned out, her breasts bouncing. Her moans grew higher in pitch as she approached her climax. Just as Momo’s pussy clenched around Nayeon’s fingers, Nayeon abruptly pulled her fingers out. Without breaking eye contact, Nayeon shoved her fingers into her mouth and tasted Momo’s juices.
Momo groaned in frustration. “I was so close, unnie,” Momo said with her eyes closed, her lips swollen and parted in an “o” shape.
“Don’t expect to come from me for a month,” Nayeon said before rolling to her side of the bed.
“Unnie!”
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part 2 !!
