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Warning(s): Mafia-ish AU, slight mention of a weapon, drug use, shotgunning, getting high, grinding
From the very start, you knew that Yubin was not anyone ordinary. From the moment she stepped into the diner, she caught your eye with the presence she gave off. You kept an eye, occasionally peeking at her while you ate your late-night dinner when you finally had time to sit down after a long shift. It was almost a game of cat and mouse when you realized you almost got caught staring and you hurriedly looked down at your food, nervously pushing around at it. Again and again, you would push your luck as she lounged in the seat, elbows laid up and over the top of the barrier, as if deep in thought before occasionally flicking her gaze your way.
In one brave moment when you looked up, you were met with her looking directly at you, and in a moment of panic you lowered your gaze again, missing the way hers remained on you. There was a long moment of silence where you pretended to be busy with your meal, refusing to look anywhere but at the half-eaten, greasy plate of grilled meat you have taken from the kitchen before you heard slow, calculated footsteps approaching. When a pair of boots came into your cone of vision, you hesitantly looked up.
Only then did your eyes meet once again and the moment she opened her mouth to speak, you could feel the flush spread down your neck.
“I noticed that you were looking at me. I thought you might want a closer look.”
With a small smirk on her face, she made her way to casually sit next to you. For a second you thought you saw a glint of metal under her coat jacket but she quickly signed for you to continue to have your meal as she looked at you in amusement.
“This is a dangerous place to be working a night shift alone. How about I give you a ride back after your shift?”
It wouldn’t be right for you to say that she corrupted you, she kept you away from whatever she does during her time but it wouldn’t be wrong to say that she did corrupt you in another way.
Straddling her thighs as she slid down her seat slightly to spread her legs more, she studied you with lazy eyes as she reached over the armrest to grab a rolled-up stick between her fingers and bringing it back between the both of you. Taking barely a second to flick her eyes away as she lit it up, her hungry gaze was back on you again.
You watched as she took a long drag before turning her head slightly away and letting the curls of smoke escape her lips, free hand slowly stroking and creeping up your thigh and stopping at your hip, your uniform skirt separating her touch from your skin much to your disappointment.
Your guess was that you hid your displeasure poorly which pulled a chuckle out from the woman under you as she splayed her hand on your lower back and pulled you closer while she slowly sat back up.
"Did you want something?"
Lust clouded your mind at her husky tone, and words refused to form. All that you could voice out was a whine as you shifted above her, slowly lowering yourself on her thigh, subtly grinding down. She allowed you a few more moments of restless movement before her hand left your hip and she reached up to lead your lips closer to hers, finger under your chin, only to stop you with a thumb on your lips before you met with hers. Chucking at the confusion in your eyes, she traced the shape of your bottom lip. Barely brushing by your lips, you were overwhelmed with the scent of the blunt, and all you could focus on was her voice as she gave you a simple command.
“Breathe.”
The next thing you know was that fog filled your vision and hazily catching her hungry gaze through it, you inhaled, taking in the smoke and clearing up the view. Time seemed to slow to a freeze as you got distracted by the way the smoke traced the shape of her lips as it left and the way it curled prettily into yours. Seeing her smirk grow, you couldn’t help but droopily smile back and chuckle as you let the smoke escape your lungs in huffs.
Feeling the finger under your chin pull you closer once again, you realized that you had swayed away slightly through your laughter. This time, her finger led you all the way to brush against her lips and you could hear a faint “Good girl.” before her lips covered yours. Closing your eyes and lazily tilting your head, you let her take the lead as you feel her hand slowly trail down your neck, over your chest, and back down to your thighs before they finally slipped under your skirt and made their way up.
The thigh you were on reminded you of its presence as they lift slightly and the warm, large hand pushed you roughly down on it, encouraging for you to move. A moan escaped you but anything thereafter was swallowed by Yubin.
Through the haze of heated touches and overwhelming scents, you could only remember one thing before you blacked out. Yubin cooing softly into your ear; a vast difference to her actions.
“Such a good, pretty girl. I got you. You’re mine now, no one will dare touch you anymore.”
Warning(s): Straps, handcuffs and restraints, teasing
There was a certain thrill to pushing the lines when it came to Bora. You wouldn't say that you're someone who listens well, nor do you like to give things up without a fight; or in simple Bora terms, you were a brat. Yet it was the push and pull that spice up your relationship with her.
You didn’t know how Bora had missed the glint in your eyes when you offered to put on a show for her right after she has secured the strap on her, but she was merely amused when she allowed you to handcuff her hands around the back of the chair you pushed her to sit on. With a tap on her thigh as a warning to behave, you dropped to your knees to lube up the strap, occasionally pressing down on it for her to feel the pressure against her sensitive bud and letting her roll her head back in pleasure before quickly clambering up and sinking down onto the strap with a pleased moan as her eyes snap open to watch you take it in. From a hungering gaze turned annoyance when she realized what you were up to, she tried to get things back under control.
Smirking down at her, you sunk down on the strap yet again only to grind hard against the base to make her head lull back in pleasure but before she could fully enjoy it, you lifted yourself up and giggled in glee as you felt the chair under you move when her hips lifted off the chair in a jerk to chase for the pressure. Glancing down at her narrowed eyes, you figured that since you were already in trouble, there wasn't a need to try to get back onto her good side. Leaning down to cover her lips with yours just as she was about to start yelling at you, you relished in her roughness; the only way she could punish you for now as she bit your lips when you pulled away sightly.
"Enjoy your freedom while you have it."
That one line should have been enough of a threat but yet you still decided to push one more step further. Sinking back down onto the strap on yet again while your hands explored your body right in front of her, you let out an obnoxiously loud moan. At your moan, she bucked her hips up yet again before trying for another approach when she realized there was nothing more she could do to regain control.
"Wouldn't you rather it be me touching you right now? It'd feel so much better than this, just be good and let me out."
Pouting, you considered your options while you bounced on the toy. Eyeing the cuffs and back up to Bora, you slowly reached down with a hum. You both know that the handcuffs could be easily opened with a yank, but Bora liked the power play that is to make you willingly give up whatever position of power you were in just to please her.
The moment the soft click was heard, you vision went sideways. You felt your back against the soft mattress of the bed and hands digging into your hips before you could realize what happened. A harsh thrust brought your attention to the woman above you as she growled and her smirk grew while her hands trailed up; one of which was still in the handcuff, pinned your wrists against the bed.
Yoohyeon would always find a way to make her girlfriend feel loved. She loved Handong with all of her life and never wanted her to feel out of sorts. She had taken up learning Chinese before she had met her and when she had fallen in love with her, she had really wanted to learn the language faster just to see the older woman light up at the slight mention of her mother tongue.
The two had found ways to keep each other comfortable in their relationship despite living in a somewhat small apartment with five other women. It was hard, but they always managed to make it work.
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"Go on." Her voice struck cold as you slowly resumed your teasing touches across your body unsurely. "Why are you so shy now? Weren't you happily moaning out for me when I wasn't here?" Halting your movements as you let out a whimper of embarrassment, your eyes slowly drifted across the room to trail up her suited figure, legs crossed on top of the other as she loosened her tie and leaned against the backrest of the loveseat. With the way her lips pulled up into a scowl when you met her eyes, Gahyeon crossed her arms as her eyes followed your every move.
Heat rushed from your body to between your legs where your fingers were slowly creeping towards, and seeing how Gahyeon's gaze seem to darken as they followed, a rush of courage flowed through you and you parted your legs wider and watched as her breathing become heavier. Finally tearing her eyes away and back up to meet yours, you could see her pupils blown wide with lust as you bit your lips in thought of putting on a show to tempt the girl to join you, instead of just merely watching. Seeing how she made no move to come closer, you whined in frustration and let go of your composure to give in to your wants.
“Look at you, can’t even listen properly to instructions.” Whimpering from the light insults thrown your way, you squirmed in place, pinned down by her gaze.
“I’ll be good, I promise. Please.”
Slowly standing up, she sauntered her way to you, eyeing you like her prey and as she towered over your figure on her bed, she hummed as if in thought. Lifting your head by your chin and sliding her thumb into your mouth, she pouts at you. “Continue touching yourself. Then we’ll see.”
Perhaps it was the soft whimpers of your name that slipped her lips between her pants and moans begging for you, or perhaps it was the fact that you could feel just how soaked she was with her previous few releases dripping down your wrist but you wanted more. As much as you wanted to please her, she wanted to please you more as her legs fell open wider and her body meld into yours while you continued to tease her from behind. You whispered praises of how good she was for you right into her ear and listened to how her whines got higher in their pitch as her thighs trembled. A hand shakily removed themselves from between your bodies to grab at your hand between her legs and you let out a tut, prompting for her to let go and grip at the chair you had seated on instead with a cry. It was only when tears started rolling down her cheeks, red with splotches from the amount of times she came did you whisper the words she desperately wanted to hear.
“Be a good girl and come for me.”
You could feel her whole body tensing and pulling taut as she was tipped right over the edge again, and you slowed your pace down to pull your drenched fingers out as Yoohyeon caught her breath. Reaching out to grab at the paper tower to clean up, Yoohyeon’s hand shot up again to grab at your wrist to stop you, and slowly redirected your hand towards her.
Letting her mouth fall open, she pulled your fingers past her lips and enclosed them to suck as her tongue worked to clean her own come off your fingers focusing only on the way she tasted on you. Removing your fingers from her lips with a pop, you gripped her chin between your saliva coated thumb and index to turn her head to face you. “Did I say that you could do that?”
A whimper in response was all you needed to hear to feel the heat set ablaze again.
The silence around you was suffocating. Only every now and again would you hear the soft sound of someone walking around, and you would turn your head in reaction to it. Your sight was blocked by the silky smooth tie that once sat neatly on her chest. Hands, bound comfortably behind you by the belt that were hung upon her hips. Your breath was short and quick, in anticipation of what was to befall upon your kneeling figure.
“Calm down,” You whipped your head sharply to the side as her husky voice sounded right next to your ear. “I haven’t even touched you yet.” Listening to her advice, you took a slow, deep breath as you unconsciously wet your lips with your tongue. Only when you don’t hear the rapid pounding of your heart does she speak again. “Good girl.”
She has yet to touch you, and you chose to voice it out with a whimper. As if fully knowing, you felt her push a loose strand of hair behind your ear with a satisfied hum. Still, she refuses to come in contact with your heated skin. Wetting your lips once again, desperation started filling your voice. “Please, Byul. Please.” Now you could hear the footsteps clearly as she circled your bound form, waiting for the right moment to pounce. “Please what, babygirl? Use your words.” Hearing the footsteps stop right behind you, you bit your lip before giving in completely. “Please touch me, Byul.” Warmth engulfed you from behind as a hand palmed its way down to your nether regions and the other, up to its place wrapped around your neck. Her warm breath tickled your ear as she growled, hand on your neck slowly tightening. “Such a good girl. Don’t worry. I’ll take care of you.”
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