Candles flickered along the stone walls, their light dancing over ancient carvings. The scent of incense and melted wax hung thick in the air. At the center, a low stone altar gleamed with oil and symbols etched in gold leaf. Pools of wax had already formed along the edge, dripping slowly, deliberately.
Her heels clicked softly against the flagstone floor as she followed High Priest Elias. Her pulse thrummed in her ears. The silk robes they gave her clung to her body, thin and ceremonial, leaving her breasts bare beneath the fabric.
"Kneel," Elias said. His voice was deep, firm, but not unkind.
She obeyed, sinking onto the cool stone floor. Knees apart. Head bowed. The candlelight made her nipples stand out, tight and aching.
From the shadows, another figure emerged.
High Priest Malachai.
Older. His presence was carved from command. His robe hung heavy around him, but there was no mistaking the heat in his eyes. His gaze swept over her, slow and assessing.
Sunmi's throat tightened.
"What... what is this?" she asked, voice trembling.
"A rite of purification," Elias said from behind her. "A devotion."
"You will offer your body fully," Malachai added. "To the flame. To the order. To us."
Sunmi hesitated.
She shouldn't want this.
But as Elias stepped closer, she felt the deep pulse between her legs. The wax. The pain. The heat. The power.
"I... I submit," she whispered.
Malachai moved first, lighting a long black taper candle from one of the altars. The flame glowed gold against the curved bowl of wax already pooled at the top.
Elias took a position behind her, hands moving to her shoulders. "Speak the vow."
"I offer my body," she said, louder this time. "To the flame. To the mark. To the Order."
"Then be still."
Malachai tilted the candle.
The first drop of wax fell onto her breast. It struck just above her nipple, sharp and hot. She gasped.
Another drop followed. Lower this time. Right onto the tip.
She whimpered, hips rocking without meaning to.
Elias's hands moved down her arms, steadying her. "Good. Feel it. Accept it."
The wax continued. Drip after drip, tracing down her chest. Sunmi bit her lip. Her body was betraying her, wetness soaking between her thighs.
"You're shaking," Malachai said.
"It hurts," she whispered.
"But you’re wet."
He knelt before her now, the candle in one hand, the other lifting the hem of her robe. His fingers found her soaked.
"So eager to be claimed," he said, almost amused.
Behind her, Elias had already begun undressing. She turned her head and saw his cock—hard, thick, flushed dark. Her mouth went dry.
Malachai rose. He untied his robe and let it fall. Another cock. Bigger. Older. Veined.
"Open your mouth," Elias said.
Sunmi obeyed.
He stepped forward. She took him between her lips, slow, tongue swirling, moaning as she sucked him deep.
Malachai stepped behind her. His hands gripped her hips, parting her thighs. "Do not stop."
She didn’t. Even as Malachai pushed into her, cock stretching her soaked pussy open, she moaned around Elias’s cock.
It was overwhelming—the full stretch of her mouth, the deep thrusts from behind, the wax still cooling on her nipples.
Elias groaned, his hand fisting in her hair. "Good girl. Just like that."
Malachai thrust deeper. Harder. Her body rocked between them.
"She serves well," he growled. "Tight. Hungry."
Sunmi was drowning in sensation. Her throat, her cunt, her clit all screaming. Pain and heat and ecstasy blended.
Elias pulled out of her mouth. "Turn her. Let her suck you."
Malachai pulled out. Sunmi twisted, dazed and flushed. Elias gripped her jaw.
"Service him. Now."
She dropped her head, took Malachai into her mouth. He groaned low, his hand guiding her rhythm.
Behind her, Elias spread her legs again and entered her soaked pussy with a grunt.
"So full of our devotion," he whispered.
Sunmi choked on Malachai’s cock as Elias thrust deep into her from behind. The wax on her skin cracked as her breasts bounced with every push.
She was whimpering now. Crying. Overwhelmed. Alive.
"I can't—"
"You can," Elias said. "You will."
Malachai pulled out. His cock glistened with her spit.
"Lay her back," he said. "Let her take both."
They lifted her onto the altar.
Malachai straddled her chest, sliding his cock back into her mouth. Elias stayed between her legs, thrusting deeper now, his hand flicking more wax across her breasts.
She came hard. Guttural. Body convulsing.
They kept going.
Malachai moaned. His cock jerked. He spilled over her tongue. Hot, bitter.
Elias followed moments later, burying himself inside her with a deep growl, filling her with his release.
They both stepped back.
Sunmi lay there, ruined. Marked. Wax cooling on her skin. Come leaking from every hole.
leitora x sunmi
smut
achei nos rascunhos e decidi postar! não é um comeback kkkk bjs
você observa sunmi através dos longos cílios. a cada espasmo, seu corpo brilhava sob a meia luz aconchegante da sala de estar. "por favor, amor... eu preciso de um tempo." ela pede, esbaforida. o cabelo longo e escuro se espalhou pelo sofá porque a mulher havia se contorcido conforme sua sensibilidade aumentava.
"quem resolve sou eu, linda." você deposita um beijinho molhado na virilha avermelhada da namorada. "e eu acho que você ainda consegue mais um, huh?"
sunmi protesta, balança a cabeça negativamente.
"por mim? hm?" outros beijinhos marcam a parte interna da coxa de sunmi, que estremece outra vez.
a revolta da outra se esvai, e ela abre as pernas pra te dar mais acesso ainda. devagarinho, você beija cada pedaço da vulva. aos poucos aumenta o uso da língua. o tesão volta a melar os pequenos lábios de sunmi, e sua buceta vaza com o mel doce que agracia tua boca desde às 8 da noite.
"hm, amor..." uma lambida certeira faz o quadril da tua namorada ganhar vida, e ela rebola contra teu músculo habilidoso como uma safada que não teve a sede saciada por anos.
você chupa o clítoris com jeitinho, sentindo o inchaço aumentar conforme o estímulo é cantado por sunmi. os gemidos não tão tímidos são seguidos por puxadas incessantes no teu cabelo. sem força, ela se entrega de vez quando sente seus dedos alargando sua entrada.
"me diz, linda. vai gozar?"
a resposta foi não só o silêncio do gemido entalado na garganta, mas também a pulsação errática do nervo abusado. você insiste nas lambidas para intensificar seu orgasmo até que ela fique super sensível outra vez. o cansaço toma conta das duas após as duas da manhã, e cair no sono agarradinhas soa como a melhor ideia.
DISCLAIMER: This tarot reading is for entertainment purposes only.
the hermit (r) + wheel of fortune + 4 of pentacles + king of pentacles (r) + knight of wands + 9 of swords (r)
sunmi may not be quite sure how to run a business at first and may feel very lost and alone in the process... but that is not going to stop her! she will be able to carry out her work slowly because of her passion and her compromise. sunmi will have a lot of unrealistic ideas, which may not be well received by the public... until one day something that was meant to happen will make her gain a lot of money! this will help her feel much confident on herself. now, that money that she has earned may be mismanaged for her benefit or the benefit of others and will affect her imagine a lot.
this is just a small drabble to get this blog going! no idol group is specified, so imagine who youd like!
Your family owned a pool — that's probably what started all of this. With a pool came the freedom to invite who you pleased — with your parents permission, of course. And a small warning that there would be guests over.
You'd met the girls a few months ago, being welcomed into their group immediately and a bond formed quickly after. They were who you went to on bad days — whether you needed a hug, a laugh, or just someone else's presence.
So, it was no surprised that they were the first ones you invited to your swimming pool.
"Just don't be weird, please," you were begging your sibling. You bit your lip, glancing at your friends and watching as they goofed around. It made you smile. "They're my friends and I'd very much like to keep them."
They sighed, "yeah, the first friends you've invited over! It's a big deal, Y/N."
"It's really not."
You hung up the phone with a sigh, starting to wonder if this was a good idea. Your family was going to be staring the whole time, asking questions. You could already feel yourself wincing.
A hand was placed on your shoulder, "everything okay?"
"All good," you answered her. You smiled softly, laying your head on her shoulder briefly. "This was a good idea, right? Inviiting everyone over?"
"I'm having fun!" Another voice cheered. You laughed as they all did, receiving more cheers and confirmations, approval that everything was going to be okay.
You felt a peck on your cheek, "stop worrying, okay?"
And stop, you did. Soon, your mind was filled with the scent of sunscreen and the sound of joy. You had no time to overthink and over-analyze, too busy with the group to even notice your family had gathered.
"Oh!" You hopped out of the pool, grabbing a towel as you did so. You looked back to the group — they were all grinning reassuringly, and that warmed you from the inside out. "Guys, these are my girls. Girls, meet my family."
As you introduced them properly, each of your friends could feel the familiar emotion creeping up inside them — belonging. You always made them feel like they belonged — always introduced them the same way.
Hey can I request a fluffy scenario with Sunmi where her and the reader have a lazy weekend together? Thanks
I’m trying this answer in points, hopefully it works too! (ps. Tail is so good omg)
• Sunmi had just released her new song, and she had been preparing for performances and interviews here and there
• So when she asked you if you’d like to spend the whole weekend at her flat, lazying around, you were happily surprised
• Your girlfriend really made an effort to spend time with you before her promotion period started to take up her whole schedule, which gave you butterflies
• When you arrived at her flat, you had brought with you some fluffy pijamas, a few drinks and the pizza you guys had ordered from down the street
• As soon as you stepped in the apartment, you heard Sunmi’s sweet voice coming from the kitchen
• You always found yourself lucky to be able to hear her sing almost every day
• She stopped singing once she spotted you, and it was only a matter of minutes before you were comfortably chatting while eating the pizzas
• She would insist to pour you the glass of soju herself, she’s a gentlewoman after all
• Playing footsies under the table
• Once your bellies would be full, you would snuggle close on her couch, competing in a very serious mario kart game
• She’d steal a kiss from you as you pouted because she won
• So you’d try to lose on purpose, and she’d catch up quite quickly
• Kisses turned into a makeout and the video game was soon forgotten
• Taking time to appreciate each other’s presence, arms securely wrapped around your waist
• Cute flirting and matching pijamas
• You prepared her a tea before joining her in her bedroom; Sunmi was scribbling something down on a notebook, glasses sliding off of her nose
• She looked beautiful, so you told her so, and she got shy
• She still made grabby hands at you a minute after though, wanting cuddles
• All of the hugs and hand kisses
• Looking into each other’s eyes before one of you slowly starts to fall asleep
• The morning after, on Sunday, you would sleep in; however, you sneaked off from the bedroom to go prepare a little brunch for your girlfriend while she was still asleep
• She deserved to get some extra time in bed, after all
• She woke up to a plate of fresh fruits, toast, and so on
• You kissed her sleepy head as she dove in, and she thanked you, saying she loved you. Obviously you reciprocated the feelings.
• Once the food was gone, you settled on snuggling in bed, leaning close to Sunmi as she put on the tv show you were currently watching together, one of her hands absentmindedly playing with your hair
• Overall, a soft weekend full of affection, and really a way to reinforce your relationship, not a dull moment between you two
