Helloooo people, we are both alive and I think we are both sorry to have disappeared like that, but uni life for me (🌜) really picked up and I am deep in my last exam session (hopefully I'll be done by July- but I still have to work on my thesis).
I swear I have been thinking of you all almost everyday, and have been trying to write something. So here I am, offering you new smut :)
Abo smut, even though I only made it abo universe because I like thinking of Seoyul growling out of jealousy, lol.
Have fun little freaks, I'm sorry I am rusty though :')
I'm even leaving everything both in Ao3 behind the locket and here, even though it is way over 1k words.
Alpha-omega dynamics; G!p, all DC are alphas because why not?
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Who would have thought that her (now) part time job would have come to bite her in the ass? Although, it's true that she doesn’t mind it too much when seven goddesses fuck her senseless almost on a daily basis and she’s legally married to one of them.
But how did they get there?
It’s a day like any other at the company- or it was supposed to be one- everyone is working hard and in some cases even having fun.
Finally getting off the call, one of the young managers starts making her way down to the practice rooms, as she nears the dance room she smiles hearing the laughter and loud music playing.
Stopping at the door she peeks through the little glass window and chuckles seeing the unnie line and Yoohyeon chasing each other, while Gahyun and Dami simply sit against the wall, watching them.
Unfortunately, the manager has to interrupt them, so she knocks halfheartedly before opening the door.
“Min-Yung unnie!” The younger ones call out loudly, stopping efficiently the chase and instead having the playful alphas rushing to crowd around her, until Jiu pushes the others aside and gives her a sweaty hug.
At least she smells good, Min-Yung thinks grimacing a little, then shakes her head -this isn’t the time to feel attracted to the older alpha and leader of the group.
“What brings you here, unnie?” Dami asks as the others get closer.
Smiling, she shakes her phone and answers, “We found a good place to celebrate your new comeback, I just wanted to give you a heads up.”
A cheer erupts in the practice room and Min-Yung chuckles at the general enthusiasm at the promise of food, then groans when Siyeon joins the huddle.
“Please, let me gooooo,” she whines, trying to escape albeit in vain once Yoohyeon joins them and Min-Yung gives up.
To her surprise, her knight in sweaty shirt turns out to be Gahyun, who frowns cutely and growls as she grabs Yoohyeon and Siyeon by the scruff, pulling them away, then gently pries their manager free of Minji. “Leave her alone, you weirdos.”
“My hero,” she says, then chuckles at the red dusting the maknae’s cheeks. Cute. Clearing her throat she takes a step back, towards the door. “Well, we are still on the clock, so I’ll let you go on with practice. Remember, filming is right around the corner.”
“Won’t you stay and watch?” Sua asks, flinging a towel at Siyeon.
“Sorry, I have a meeting. If it is cut short then maybe, I’ll see what I can do.” She pats Yoohyeon’s pouty cheek as she walks out of the door, pausing to hear the group of alphas grumbling and whining much to her amusement, then proceeds to walk to her doom.
“You want me to do what?” She asks at her colleagues. Shock clearly written in her face.
With an apologetic frown, one of the artistic department repeats, “She just called us telling us she fell sick and can’t leave her bed. It sounded very bad. So please, you are the closest one to Handong’s body type and have a background in dance.”
Sinking into her chair, Min-Yung stares into nothing, her mind a whirlwind of thoughts until she settles for: “Are you really sure? I was a kid.”
“You stopped before you got into university,” he reminds her, before he joins his hands and bows his head asking, “Please, I am begging you. You won’t need to even show your face!”
She rubs her face, then groans. “I want a bonus with that.” She stands and shakes her shoulders. “I better start practice, the filming is- what a shitty timing,” shaking her head she eventually nods. “You are lucky I love you and the girls.”
The tension seems to evaporate, everyone but her sighing relieved for the news. “I’ll get you coffee for the next three months, kid.” He promises while she just groans on the walk out.
I won’t have time to film. She whines in her head as she sneaks into the dance room as the girls are laser focused on the choreography.
So that’s how she found herself holding Sua back after they finished practice. The shorter woman looks at her curiously as she’s nervously looking around. “Is something wrong?”
“Kinda?” She answers, cringing at the worry now marring the idol’s face. “Wait, no- don’t jump to conclusions.” She sighs, rubbing her face. “The dancer that was supposed to be in Handong's place fell sick, and she can't make it for the shoot. Apparently I am the one closest to her body shape.”
Sua’s eyes widen, then after a few moments asks, “So you are…”
Min-Yung nods. “I need you to teach me her part.”
“But- do you think you can learn it in three days?”
“There’s no other way then try, Sua. Come on.”
“Ok, well, I’ll tell Jiu I am coming back later, then I’m all yours, unnie,” Sua says before going to fetch her phone. “You start stretching.”
God what has she agreed to?
Walking out of the shower, Gahyun rubs her towel against her hair as she lets Dami shower herself and huffs as she pads into the kitchen, where Jiu is finishing up on their dinner. "Where's Sua unnie?"
Her leader jumps, startled, then sighs. "She's still at the company, our manager needs to practice the choreo for Scream and she asked Sua ."
Gahyun stops dead in her tracks, staring at the pot on the stove, then frowns. "Why?"
"The dancer for Dongie fell sick, poor girl…" Jiu mumbles.
Sitting at the table, the younger idol nods, then she perks up. Oooh, wow.
"Put your tongue back in, maknae," Jiu tells her smirking as the others finally filter in the room, even Dami, freshly showered. "I can see it from here."
Glaring at her leader, Gahyun, pulls down her shirt to cover her groin, where nothing has shown up, yet. "Shut up…"
"Come on, dinner's ready." Jiu sits down and after everyone has gotten a plate she digs in, soon followed by the rest.
When Sua comes back, Gahyun is already in her room texting her favourite roommate, but even then, she can perceive the riled up state of her unnie.
Getting up, she gets close to her door and leans on it. Even if they try to keep it low, Gahyun can hear the low back and forth between Sua and Siyeon, then freezes when she hears a low thud- as if someone fell on their knees- followed by some relieved moans.
Disgruntled,the maknae returns to her bed. She tosses and turns for a good ten minutes, trying and failing to go to sleep, when eventually she gives up, laying back to stare at Dongie's bed.
A feeble rhythmic creaking filters through the door and into Gahyun's ears.
Maybe her unnies aren't wrong, after all.
Sighing, the woman slowly slides her hand from her chest to her boxers, shifting a little in bed as she starts massaging herself through the cloth. If only her dear roommate were here, and not thousands of kilometres from her, they could have some fun…
With a huff, she slips her hand in and fishes her dick out, teasing herself while her mind slips into fantasy land, landing on a certain kind and hard working manager- who also happens to have the most inviting pair of breasts she has ever seen- and she lives with some gorgeous women.
"Gahyun-nim, hi!" Fantasy-Min-Yung turns around, smiling as she notices the idol close by. "Everything okay?"
Gahyun smiles back. "Yeah, just…" she gestures around but her eyes fall on the manager's lips. New lipstick? "Practice has been killing me."
Min-Yung frowns, walking up to her and checking her over. "Oh no, is there anything I can do?"
Looking around, Gahyun makes sure none of the staff or her own members are around, then steps even closer to Min-Yung. "Well, there might be something…" She looks up, smirking as she pins the manager with only her eyes, then reaches up, slowly trailing her nails from the short sleeve down to her hand and when there's no protest she pulls it to the front of her crotch, letting the manager cop a feel."I noticed how you're looking at us, unnie, when we are practising or performing."
Gahyun's other hand comes up, and gently places a finger on the manager's lips. "I won't tell anyone, and I doubt those knot-heads noticed. Dami-unnie maybe, but she's the exception. So what do you say?" She pulls her finger lower, letting it rest just below her lower lip, which becomes the new focus for her eyes, too, as the manager parts them, exhaling slowly.
So delicate, thinner, no hint of any job done, rose-pink and so, so inviting…
Real-Gahyun groans, her dick coming to full hardness as she thinks of that pair of lips wrapped around her, licking and sucking and making Gahyun feel good…
Manager-nim dips her head, taking her finger in her mouth and Gahyun gasps, surprised, when a warm tongue touches her pad and a low growl sounds in the room when she starts suckling her finger. "Damn, are you that desperate?" she can't help but ask, rolling her hips into the hand kneading her dick. "Fuck…"
The woman fucking smirks and the young alpha frowns.
"You look too cocky for someone that just craves to have her mouth filled," she grumbles pulling her finger free from her mouth. She stares momentarily at the string of spit connecting her to Min-Yung and a primitive growl resounds in her chest before she pushes Min-Yung back to the wall, crashing their lips together.
Gahyun sighs. As of late that has been a recurring desire she has been trying to ignore, lest she's sent to those ridiculous classes about appropriate work-place behaviour- again.
Frisky hands roam all over Gahyun's body, caressing her face, her neck, groping her breasts before eventually reaching the buckle of her belt, holding up a pair of jeans which are fighting to hold back her now raging erection.
Once the belt is unfastened, Min-Yung leans back and kneels, opening the flaps of her jeans, looking up when she leans in, kissing the covered bulge. "May I?" she almost purrs, a smirk gracing her lips, all-knowing.
"Please, do," Gahyun huffs, watching enraptured as the… omega? She never really put that much thought into it, her presence has always been subtle, she could be a beta or an omega under suppressants- she shakes her head, focusing on the woman on her knees about to blow her.
She finally pulls her dick out and Min-Yung bites her lip. "So big…"
"And all for you, unnie,"Gahyun mumbles, biting her hand when Min-Yung gives a playful lick at her cock head, then places an open mouthed kiss on the side of the shaft, sucking a little. "Don't tease, please."
"Only because you asked nicely." She huffs, amused, then winks before she takes the head in her-
Gahyun's eyes open wide, freezing in place. Glaring, her eyes turn to her phone laying right beside her head and grabs it aggressively, grumbling "Who the fuck is interrupting- oh." She stops, noticing a notification from one FoxyOmega.
Slightly mollified, Gahyun keeps her hand around her dick and opens her phone, quickly logging in to watch her favourite -only- cam girl.
When she sees the familiar fox mask she resumes stroking herself.
"Hello everyone," She greets, smiling at the camera as she sits better on her bed, the room is pretty normal, no particularly personal objects in sight, only a box sitting on the nightstand behind her, the head of a purple dildo peeking up from that. "It's been a while, and unfortunately it will be a while until the next time." she chuckles, huffing. "Work, you know."
"Tell me about it," Gahyun replies, slowing down, drinking in the sight of the woman as she chats a bit with the viewers as she undresses, showing soft curves and mouth-watering breasts clad in a dark lace. I want to put my mouth on them…
Once she's only in her underwear, the cam girl leans back, sighing as she caresses her own body, teasing herself and the audience. "I know, I know, you'll miss me, and I'll miss you too, loves, so I'll take my time tonight. How does that sound?"
Relaxing, Gahyun nods, mumbling, "Sounds good…"
For a while, the idol listens to the idle chatter, chuckling at some of the funny jokes the cam girl makes, but eventually her mind slips back into her previous daydream as she watches mindlessly the woman slowly fingering herself open, letting out delicious whimpers along the way.
Gahyun groans, pushing her hips into her hand as she imagines their manager in the girl's place, but putting up a show only for Gahyun.
Keeping a moderate pace gradually becomes harder and harder for the idol, as she imagines Min-Yung talking her through her jerking off, the coil deep in her guts tighten and tighten, her hand glides faster as time goes by, helped by the amount of pre-cum she has produced and covered her dick, but just as she feels the little twinge before her climax, the omega stops. "Wait a moment, loves, I think you'll like this."
Disgruntled, Gahyun lets go of her cock, letting it bob in the air before it slaps her tummy, and watches as Omega turns around, reaching for the box behind her. In those few seconds she's giving them her back, Gahyun admires her form, soft in all the right places, begging to be massaged… and is that a flower in her lower back?
That little tattoo seems to tickle a part of her mind, it seems… familiar, but she doesn't know where she could have seen it.
Omega returns to her place and smirks showing the dildo. "You wish this were you, I bet."
Gahyun groans grabbing her cock, "You're killing me…" she protests, especially when she realises the cock it's more or less her size, and Omega teases them by fucking her mouth with it. Gahyun whines seeing the lips around the phallus- maybe she could ask Yoohyeon for-
Nevermind, Omega is already getting in position, completely open towards the camera as she lowers the cock to her entrance and moans kind of loudly when it pops inside. "Fuck! I wish this were you, baby…"
Distantly, Gahyun thinks she hears someone groaning on the other side of her door, but she is very much busy trying to match the strokes with the speed Omega is fucking herself, watching enraptured as it disappears in her pussy, reappearing each time wetter and wetter, excess drops slide down from her to her buttocks and somehow getting on the hand holding the dildo.
Gahyung huffs, longing to be between the woman's legs, licking her hand clean while the other calls her name over and over…
Both women gasp but while Omega slows down her movements, Gahyun quickens up, biting her lip to keep from moaning as she starts shooting her first streaks of cum all over her twitching abs and hand.
With a satisfied sigh, Gahyun rolls her hips once, then twice up into her hand, and at last she settles down, taking deep breaths while Omega apologises for her 'quick shot' but promises another round.
Gahyun considers following along, but when she checks the hour she pouts. It's too late and she has an early morning schedule with the others, so she simply tips the woman, turns the phone off, then grabs a bunch of tissues from her nightstand drawer and after she cleans up she plugs the charger, soon after falling asleep.
Finally, the director calls for the end of shooting and everyone cheers. Even more so Min-Yung, who simply kneels and then flops on her back, happy to have done a decent job.
Opening her eyes, Min-Yung finds Dami and she smiles, nodding once she realises she still is wearing the mask. "Yeah, just terribly out of shape."
"Your shape is fine, unnie, don't worry," Siyeon chimes in, kneeling by her side and offering her a hand.
Accepting it, even though blushing, she sits up and then Siyeon helps her take off the mask, smiling once her face is revealed once more.
Chuckling, Min-Yung pushes her off, gasping when Siyeon loses her balance, falling on her butt and sprawling on the ground. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" She exclaims, then laughs at the startled look on the idle.
Gahyun grins, reaching the trio and offers her hand to Min-Yung while Dami helps Siyeon up. "Good job, unnie."
Smiling, Min-Yung thanks her, then turns around as someone calls for her.
With a sigh, Gahyun watches her walking away. Jiu walks up to her and hugs her to her side. "You know, I don't think anyone would oppose it if you asked her out. Just… you know, don't make it obvious."
"We barely talk…" Gahyun replies, her good mood suddenly dulled.
"Well then, ask her to hang out." Jiu smiles, patting her back, then she too walks away, trying to keep Yoohyeon and Siyeon away from fragile equipment.
Reaching the changing rooms, the idols groan, finally free from the camera, and Dami opens the door, and they stop once inside when they notice their manager struggling with her costume. "Oh, unnie! Let me help you!" Yoohyeon exclaims, bounding up to her.
The others don't give it much thought, not even Gahyun as she finally feels her own tiredness, everyone changes almost mechanically. The first ones to get out are Dami, Jiu and eventually even Siyeon.
It almost feels normal changing with their manager, but then Yoohyeon exclaims, "Oh, unnie, cute tattoo!"
Curious, both Sua and Gahyun turn to glance at her and freeze when Min-Yung turns around, showing her back- her flower tattoo- to Yoohyeon, and thanks her, smiling.
The youngest and the oldest watch as they finish changing and once they are alone Gahyun mumbles, "What the fuck…" then she slowly turns to an equally -suspiciously so- shocked Sua. "Wait. Why do you- how do you recognize that?"
"How do I- How do you know that?!" Her unnie barks back, then after a moment both deflate. "Well, fuck us."
