“That’s so fucking hot.” you didn’t realize the words slipped out of your mouth until lia turns her head at you confused
“she’s just dancing?” how can she not see it though? dancing in heels with a chair as a prop.
“shit” you close your eyes and throw your head back, slightly smacking your forehead in the process “i didn’t realize i said that out loud”
“you’re weird” she whispers. “i think i’ll take the girls out after practice, we don’t wanna be home for whatever you’re thinking about”
“okay?” you reply, a little offended that she’d think you’d fuck with them in the dorm, like you’d ever. pssh.
it takes two minutes of yeji and you laying in bed, arms and legs tangled as she looks for something to fall asleep to on tv, when you start kissing her neck. she thinks it’s platonic and runs her hands down your back while humming, giving you more space to kiss. she only hisses when you bite on her skin, making her jolt in surprise and pull away to look at you.
she only raises her eyebrows at you, noticing how you bite your lip and break eye contact while playing with the waistband of her sleeping shorts.
“You’re still horny? Didn’t I fuck you hard enough last night?” immediately flashes of last night flood your mind, your underwear feeling even damper than before at the memory of her fucking you for multiple rounds with multiple toys. she was right, she did fuck you hard last night. with the strap, with her fingers, with her tongue... but it was just.. not enough.
“tell me what you want then love” she holds herself on her side, waiting for your answer
“i want you inside- your fingers”
“good” she caves in, unsurprisingly, pecking your lips before moving to pull off your underwear and pushing your nightgown past your hips. she gently spreads your legs, still laying on her side only much closer to you now, close enough that you listen to your inner thoughts and peck her lips a few times as she plays with your slick, spreading it around your folds before pushing a finger inside.
you’ve been kissing harder now, and you have to apologize when you accidentally bite her bottom lip at the feeling of her finger inside of you “i’m s-so sorry b-baby” she winces for a second, but soon smiles and pecks your lips again reassuring you it’s all okay.
“is that okay?” yeji’s whisper vibrates against your lips, her eyes lost in yours when you nod biting your own lip but then take it back
“i can take more. please”
“hm” she nods, pushing another finger while kissing on your neck and down your collarbones. the ginger takes advantage of the lowcut of your gown and easily slips a nipple out of it, moving lower on the bed for her mouth to be able to wrap around it without much effort while still plunging her fingers into you. if you said you stayed quiet through any of this? you would be lying.
maybe it’s a good idea that lia took the girls out, because with how loud your moans are and how loud she sounds inside of you, you’re almost sure you’d given yourself away by now. she curls her fingers and makes sure she’s touching the right spot that makes you crumble in her hands, and is confirmed when you wrap your fingers around her wrist and hold her there, only letting her curl the tips of her fingers up and not thrust them in and out.
“i know baby” she pecks your lips and nose, forehead close to yours as she uses her digits to her best of her abilities “are you close? gonna cum for me? around my fingers?”
“s-so soon” your voice is cracked and soft, unable to be heard from anyone else that wasn’t glued to you like she was.
"there's no rush angel" yeji kisses your cheek and nuzzles her nose against it while wet, gushing sounds fill your ears as soon as the hand that was wrapped around her wrist lets go and instead you tangle it in her hair, apologizing with your eyes for causing her any type of pain, but she just shakes her head and continues to thrust her fingers inside of you, knowing no matter how many times she told you to take your time that you were too close anyway.
you're worried you clench so tight when you cum that you might've squeezed her fingers too hard. but she doesn't care about that when she can see you so vulnerable, head thrown back and lips parted while profanities slipped out your lips, your legs closed in on her hand to prevent overstimulation.
