[CHANNEL_9] fromis_9 '채널나인' EP60. Spotlighting 🐿️ Part.3
fromis_9 Lee Chaeyoung
11,660 words (Co-edited by @digipigichopshop & @dnd-writes)
After "reviewing" an intense office romance starring fromis_9's main vocalist, Park Jiwon, you are now left with 8 more alluring videos featuring the remaining members to explore and indulge in. You feel teased after witnessing the explicit nature of the first video. Watching Jiwon's naked body as she partakes in what might be the best sexual experience caught on film got you pitching a tent underneath your pants. But that doesn't seem to be enough. After all, what's not to say that the other videos won't push your limits even further?
You choose among the many files that fill your computer folder, looking for the next video to review. The first thing that catches your eye is the thumbnail with the group’s playful and charismatic rapper, Chaeyoung. The entire fromis_9 is full of pretty faces and hot figures, but you've always been drawn to Chaeyoung's magnetic charm. She's funny, talented, and has a captivating stage presence… And now you find yourself eager to see how she can ignite your desires in this next video.
You press the play button and the "Channel_9" intro plays alongside its colorful intro card. As their video editor, you ponder what elements can be included in this video to tie it to the first one seamlessly. With a mischievous grin on your face, you decide to include a recap from the previous video where Jiwon's sensual encounter left you craving for more. You think it's a wonderful idea, but watching this current video to its completion comes first.
After the intro, the video shows a huge indoor swimming complex. The video shows its many pools and amenities, filled with many hues of blue and sparkling with crystal-clear water, and inviting everyone to dive in. It then shifts to an aerial shot of Chaeyoung outside of the area walking towards it. The camera switches to that of the crew following her to have a better view of this video’s main star, wearing a creative mix of a red strapless dress over a white buttoned shirt and red heels. Her long figure is accentuated by the dress, giving her a seductive yet sophisticated look.
However, as the camera focuses on her, Chaeyoung seems to look more hesitant than anything, curious as to what might be inside.
"Is this really the place?" Chaeyoung wonders aloud, her voice full of excitement and anticipation.
"Yes," one of the crew softly replies.
"What is this place? It could be like an indoor pool," Chaeyoung suggests, her eyes gleaming with curiosity.
She walks a bit further and reaches the entrance of the indoor swimming area. It didn't take long for her to realize that her assumption was correct.
"An indoor pool? Oh wow, it really is," Chaeyoung exclaims, her voice filled with awe.
As she steps further inside, the view switches to a bird's eye view of the entirety of the swimming area from a drone camera. Despite her tall frame, the captured angle makes Chaeyoung look like a small figure in this large aquatic paradise.
"Wow. This place looks nice," she murmurs to herself. "They even have big slides!"
She continues to explore the vast complex, taking in the many sights and sounds around her. Her eagerness to take a dip in the many pools becomes more and more evident as she starts to softly whine every time her eyes catch anything new and exciting.
"You want to swim, don't you?" one of the crew playfully asks Chaeyoung, teasing her.
"Of course," she replies with a mischievous smile, before letting out a deep sigh. "I wish I didn't wear this outfit."
"But you look good in it."
"But I want to swim," she pouts, defeated as she looks at her clothing.
The crew chuckles at her cute yet disappointed expression.
"Can we go back here again?" she asks.
"Maybe?" the crew replies, a teasing tone in their voice.
Her eyes widened in hope and excitement. "Really? We can?"
"Well, we can certainly try to make it happen," they respond, their tone filled with amusement.
"Yes!" Chaeyoung claps her hands in glee.
"But this is a filming studio, after all," they point out.
"Ugh…" Chaeyoung groans, sounding frustrated.
"So we should coordinate with them first if we can use this place again," they suggest.
"It's a shame we can't just go here whenever we can," she pouts.
The crew again laughs at her remarks.
Her witty nature, paired with her playful banters, makes Chaeyoung a delight to work with. She's more than just a pretty face, her vibrant and welcoming personality makes her a good addition to any project. Many fans often discuss how she rarely lands any invitations to shows or events, be it as a guest or a host. Her level of professionalism, paired with her natural charm, will make her a great asset to any production.
Chaeyoung and the crew continue to explore the huge swimming facility, stumbling into more breathtaking pools and attractions along the way. They then end up in a huge yet shallow pool. What's interesting is that despite the water being shallow, it doesn't look like a pool meant for children. The pool is decorated as if it's a sports arena, with goals on each end and border lines drawn on the bottom. A scoreboard is also visible, adding to the air of competition and excitement.
"Wow! This area looks great!" Chaeyoung exclaims, her eyes lighting up with curiosity.
She then proceeds to walk further into the pool area, trying to get a closer look at the intricately designed space. But as she takes a few more steps, the crew then takes their leave to let her explore on her own. She waves and bows at them as her way of appreciation for accompanying her thus far. As they part ways, the camera view then switches to those inside the area, capturing the entire place from much better angles.
As she goes deeper into the pool area, she notices a man nearby who seems to be doing some stretches.
"Uhh… Hello," Chaeyoung tries to grab the man's attention with a friendly tone as she steps closer to him.
"Ah! Hello there," the man turns to her and slightly bows, a polite smile on his face.
"Hello to you as well," she responds with a warm smile before bowing in return.
The man stands up from his task and walks closer to Chaeyoung, offering a friendly handshake.
"So I will be your partner today."
She softly giggles before accepting her handshake. "Pleased to meet you."
"Likewise," he replies, his voice calm and friendly. "Chaeyoung, is it?"
"Yes. I guess I'm in the right place," she says with a playful grin.
"I guess you are," he chuckles. "So, are you ready?"
Chaeyoung then looks at him, dumbfounded.
"Eh?"
"I was told that we're going to have a friendly game of water polo," he explains, pointing towards the goals and lines in the pool.
She is then left speechless for a moment, her eyes staring at nothing in particular as she looks as if she's processing her situation.
"So, are you up for it?" he asks her again, his voice filled with anticipation.
Chaeyoung then chuckles, still staring into nothingness, before looking at him. "I wasn't even informed that I'll be swimming today."
She then turns her attention to one of the many cameras surrounding them as if looking at the staff themselves.
"Why did you make me wear this?" she yells at them laughing, playfully pointing at her outrageous office get-up.
Her partner then bursts out laughing at her unexpected reaction. "Wait. What's wrong?"
Chaeyoung then looks at him, still laughing but looking defeated. "I can't swim in this!"
He scratches his head in amusement as he has never been in a situation quite like this before, let alone see someone attempt to swim wearing office attire.
"Well that can be a problem," he says, chuckling.
"Oh no," she then starts to worry about the challenge at hand. "Do I immediately fail the challenge?"
"I don't think so. No," he attempts to reassure her worries as he thinks of a way to salvage the situation.
Suddenly, one of the monitors in the room turns on, catching their attention. On the screen, a message appears where it says the following;
“SPOTLIGHTING CHALLENGE: SPLASH & BLAST>
Aim to be the best water polo player ever!
Score as much as you can against your opponent.
Regular water polo rules don’t apply. Do whatever you can to win!
Complete this mission to earn your group a reward.
GOOD LUCK AND HAVE FUN!"
They both read the message on the screen, their eyes widening in surprise. Chaeyoung then looks at him with eyes full of concern.
"A time limit? How much time do we have?" she asks, feeling lost and nervous.
The scoreboard suddenly hums to life, catching their attention. The timer displays 120 minutes on the clock, making them realize they have a generous amount of time to complete the challenge.
"Oh, neat," he remarks. "We have plenty of time."
“Yeah,” She nods as she thinks about her situation. "But I'm wearing these clothes…"
"Right," he responds with a small chuckle.
"What should I do?" she asks, her worry slowly getting the best of her.
As he struggles to think of a way to help her, he shrugs his shoulders. "I guess you'd have to take them off."
"Sure," She chuckles nervously. “But you see…”
“Yes?” he asks.
"I don't have any swimsuits on me," she admits, blushing.
He then let out a chuckle at her sudden confession. "So you're just in your underwear, then?"
She nods at him. "Yep."
"If that's the case," he pauses for a moment, before adding, "Then it won't be much different from regular water polo."
"Really?" Chaeyoung's eyes widened, curious to hear his thoughts.
"Yes. Some beginners play water polo in their underwear, with the lack of preparation and all," he further explains, chuckling as he goes.
"I see…" she nods as she understands the situation. "So my case is actually a common thing, huh?"
"Correct," he nods, smiling. "Even professionals do their practice rounds wearing underwear when they forget to bring one."
“Is that so?” She laughs. "So it's just practice for me then."
He chuckles. "You can say that."
Suddenly, all her worries seem to have vanished. She smiles and nods at herself, a look of determination in her eyes.
"Alright," she exclaims, excited to accept the challenge. "I'll take the challenge then."
"That's the spirit!" He cheers her and gives her a thumbs up.
"So…"
Chaeyoung's eyes then begin to wander around the pool area, as if looking for something.
"Should I just strip here?"
Her query catches him off guard, blushing before laughing at himself. "Ah, right. The nearest changing room is a bit far from here. It might take you a while to walk there."
"I see," she responds, understanding the situation. "Guess I’ll do a quick one here."
"Sure. I’ll stay back," He tells her as he steps back a few steps, raising his arm as he does.
"Right! Let's do this, then…"
Chaeyoung steps a bit away from him and begins to undress.
Her partner is then left to watch her as she attempts to remove every article of her clothing. Her high heels come off first, then the belt that holds the entire ensemble, followed by her orange tube dress. As she is halfway through unzipping the dress, she suddenly stops, looking at him for a moment.
"Oh. Umm…" She looks at him, feeling shy.
"What is it?" he asks, curious.
"Can you…" she pauses, her hands pointing at the stuck zipper.
"You want me to help you with that?" He asks again, smirking this time.
She nods, feeling embarrassed.
"Yes, please…"
"Sure thing," he nods and approaches her.
He grabs hold of the zipper with one hand, the other resting on Chaeyoung's shoulder. His strength easily resists the dress, as it slides downwards without issue. She then sighs with relief, another piece of clothing is peeled off her body.
"Phew," she sighs, relieved. "Thank you."
"No problem," He smiles at her before gesturing at her if he can let go of the dress. "May I?"
"Yes," she replies with a smile, her eyes glancing at his hands.
He lets go of his hands and like a swift wind, her orange dress slides down her body. Chaeyoung’s partner stands there, admiring her figure as she is left in her white buttoned shirt with a hint of her blue panties peeking from the bottom.
"Wow. You look beautiful," he compliments her, a hint of admiration in his voice.
"Thank you," he smiles and blushes.
She then goes back to business and unbuttons her shirt, revealing her bright blue bra. She slowly slides the garment down her arms, slowly revealing her slender body to him. He can't help but have his mouth open, his eyes admiring her beautiful physique. If anyone else was in his position, they would've pounced at her and ravished her right then and there, but he doesn't. He restrains himself as much as he can. And who knows? Maybe something interesting will happen along the way.
After a few seconds of gazing at her, he snaps himself back to reality, remembering the challenge at hand.
"So?" he asks her. "Ready?"
She nods, smiling. "Yes. Shall we?"
"After you," he gestures at her to dip in first.
Chaeyoung nods again and walks closer to the pool. She steps in it, slightly wincing as the water comes up to her calves.
"Ooh! It's cold," she whines, slightly grimacing.
"Are you okay?" he asks, curious to hear her response. "Is the water good?"
"I'm fine," she says, reassuring him. "Just a little chilly."
"Good to hear," he giggles, following her into the pool.
They perform quick stretches before they position themselves to face each other, ready to play a game of water polo.
"So, the goal is to score as many goals as I can, right?" Chaeyoung asks, feeling excited and nervous about the challenge at hand.
"Yes. So do your best," he replies with a wide grin, excitement evident in his tone.
"Right," she smiles, nodding at his response. "And go easy on me."
"I'll try," he chuckles, his eyes smiling along with his lips.
Chaeyoung then nods and readies herself to play.
The clock begins to tick, counting down before starting the game.
3… 2… 1…
And with a loud horn, the game starts.
The slightly serene water of the pool is replaced with large splashes as the two move fast toward the ball floating in the middle. Chaeyoung’s partner was able to reach it first with his long arms, but she swiftly reacted by swatting it away. Both then swim as fast as they can to recover the ball. Luckily for her, the water moves the ball closer to her position and she can reach it just before he does.
"Not too bad," he comments, impressed at how fast she is.
She smirks as if she already has a plan in mind. "You better get ready!"
Chaeyoung rushes toward the goal as fast as she can. In response, her partner moves towards it as well to defend it. As they near the goal, Chaeyoung, with the ball in her hands, attempts a big swing towards it, aiming for the side. He catches onto her plan and immediately positions himself in front of the goal, blocking it. With no time to waste, she lets out a loud grunt as she propels the ball out of his hands, hoping that it lands in the goal.
Unfortunately, the ball falls short, falling inches in front of him instead.
She grimaces as her attempt to score fails.
“Ah, no way!”
"Nice try, though," he says, smirking.
She hesitates to approach the ball for another attempt. But as she sees him, who is much closer, reaching for it, she abandons her plan.
"Oh, no…" she hisses. "Not on my watch."
Without a moment's hesitation, Chaeyoung drags herself towards her own end of the pool, leaving her partner with the ball. As she gets nearer to her goal line, she looks back to check his position. And to her surprise, he's already behind her, halfway through the pool, with the ball in his hands.
"Okay!" he yells, smiling. "My turn!"
"Wha—?!" she reacts, her eyes widening.
"Got you!" he says, as he winds her arms for the throw.
"Wait! That's unfair!" she frantically swims away, attempting to put some distance between them.
With the ball in his hands, he throws it straight towards the goal. As Chaeyoung desperately tries to catch up to the ball, she slips backward. This causes her to flail her arms and legs wildly. But with a stroke of luck, as she stumbles around in the pool, her feet catch the ball, hitting it. The ball then flies outside of the pool, landing on the hard floor of the facility.
"Oh!" he exclaims as he watches everything unfold. "That was something else."
After a few moments, Chaeyoung recovers her footing and is then left standing in the shallow pool, still disoriented from the tumble.
"Are you okay?" he asks, concerned.
She nods and raises her hand as if giving him a thumbs up. She wipes the water from her face and her hair, taking a few breaths as she recollects her thoughts.
"I'm okay," she chuckles, trying to catch her breath.
"That was quite a tumble you did," he comments, his voice full of concern.
"Yeah. I slipped," she replies, slightly shaking her head.
"I saw that," he giggles. "Are you good to go?"
"Yeah. Just a little bit dizzy," she reassures him, a hint of exhaustion in her tone.
"Okay. Let me just go get the ball," he says, getting off the pool to retrieve the ball.
"Wait. Where did it land?" she asks, scanning her surroundings for the lost item.
"It flew outside of the pool," he then pointed towards a spot outside. "Over there."
"Oh…" her eyes widen as she realizes her blunder. "I can't believe I kicked it that far."
He chuckles. "It happens to everyone. It's fine."
He quickly gets to where the ball is and picks it up.
"Let me get that," she says, moving towards him.
"Thanks," he smiles before softly tossing the ball to her. "Here you go."
"Oop!" she yelps, catching the ball in her hands. "Got it!"
"Nice catch," he praises her, smiling as he tosses himself into the pool.
"Thanks!" she smiles and waves, a hint of pride in her voice.
"Alright. Another round?" he asks, eager to start another round.
She nods. "Sure."
They again position themselves before resuming the game.
"Since you touched the ball before it went outside the pool," he says, looking at her. "The possession goes to me."
"Ah…" Chaeyoung sighs. "Fair enough."
He chuckles. "Don't worry. You'll get your chance to score."
"Yeah, yeah," she nods, smiling. "Do your worst."
She then throws the ball to him as they're about to start another round.
"No hard feelings?" he asks, a hint of teasing in his tone.
"Nah," She chuckles.
"But don't underestimate me."
"We'll see about that," he smiles as the horns sound, resuming the game.
Chaeyoung’s partner immediately makes a beeline towards the goal. His slim yet muscular build allows him to cut through the water with ease. But Chaeyoung isn't just a pretty face, as her lithe frame helps her keep up with his speed. Together with her silly and rather "unorthodox" methods of blocking him from scoring, her strategy is paying off, even though her opponent is much bigger than her. Neither of them is advancing any further, the two seemingly in a deadlock.
"You're good at this," he asks, impressed.
"Am I now?" she replies, smiling.
"Yes," he grins. "You should consider doing water polo as a hobby."
"I guess I should," she responds, giggling.
He chuckles. "Good to hear."
Their game goes on for quite some time with them in the same spot, neither of them scoring anything. Chaeyoung is doing everything she can to block his every move and eventually steal the ball from him, while her partner tries to get past her and keep the ball from her. They are growing tired of this stalemate, but neither of them is giving up anytime soon.
"Okay, now…" he suddenly pauses, raising his arms in the air.
"Eh?" Chaeyoung is left confused. "What now?"
"Time to score," he makes a sudden dash towards the goal.
"Hey! Wait!" she yelps, attempting to block him.
His sudden burst of energy catches her off guard and causes her to stumble again. He quickly uses this opportunity to gain more ground. He is slowly getting past her.
"Wait up… Nghh!" she groans as she desperately tries to catch up to him.
"This is it!" he declares, his voice filled with excitement.
He then winds up his arms for a throw. But as he is doing so, Chaeyoung quickly recovers and desperately halts his movements just in time, her arms locking with his, rendering him unable to shoot the ball.
"No, you won't!" She grunts, determined to stop him.
He is left powerless as he feels her strength, her hands clasping his tightly.
"Woah! You're strong," he gasps, taken aback by her power.
She looks at him, her eyes gleaming with confidence and determination.
"Not gonna let that happen!"
They continue to struggle against each other, their bodies touching as they attempt to overcome one another. As the situation for the first goal becomes tense, their clashing bodies cause them to stumble and fall into the water. But even after falling, Chaeyoung's hands remain firm on his, determined not to lose. In such desperation, she tries to grab a hold of him in any way that she can. She manages to get a grip on his waist, but that's when things take a turn for the worse.
As Chaeyoung’s partner finds a way to let go of her, her hands unknowingly grab her trunks. With not a lot of options in his hands, he decides to just sprint for the goal. But as he does so, her tight grip causes the trunks to slide off his waist, revealing his privates.
"What the?" his eyes widened, caught off guard by what happened.
"Ahh!" she lets out a yelp, surprised.
His face flushes in embarrassment as he tries to cover his private area with the ball in his arms.
"Wait a minute. Lemme just…" He fumbles around, trying to pull his trunks back up.
"Ah! Uhh… Sorry!" she apologizes, feeling flustered.
"Heheh… No worries," he giggles, feeling awkward about the situation.
She blushes, avoiding his gaze. "I'm really sorry about that."
"No, really. It's all good," he says, smiling.
"I wasn't thinking that…" she says, shaking her head.
"No need to worry. It was an accident," he says, grinning.
"Right," she responds, nodding. "Still, I'm really sorry."
"It's alright," he reassures her. "We can still continue the game."
"Mhmm… Sure," she nods, still looking flustered from the incident.
"Hmmm…" he inspected her for a moment, thinking. "Are you sure you're good?"
"Yes. I'm fine," she replies, nodding.
"Okay. If you say so," he responds.
"But how about we take a break?"
"Can we?" she asks, feeling excited at the thought.
"Sure. Seems like we both could use a breather," he says, grinning.
"Well… Alright then," she giggles.
He then extends his hand, gesturing at her to take his hand.
"Shall we?"
She grabs her hand as he helps her get back up.
"Thanks," she says, smiling.
"No problem," he grins.
They then get off the pool, walking towards a row of lounge chairs placed nearby.
"Ahh…" she sighs as she sits on the chair stretching her body. "That was exhausting."
"Yeah," he nods as he hands her over a pair of towels. "But was it fun?"
"Definitely!" she smiles as she grabs one of the towels. "Thank you, by the way."
“Don't mention it," he grins. "So how about some drinks?"
"I would love to," she smiles as she wraps herself in the towel. "I'll wait here if that's alright with you."
Chaeyoung's partner then heads over to the bar nearby to get some refreshments. She is left to her thoughts, thinking about how the game went so far.
“Jeez. This is really exciting.”
A smile spreads across her face, feeling delighted about the current situation. She then feels a slight tingle down her thighs, as if she's getting turned on.
"Nghh… This is bad," she whispers to herself, stroking her thighs, attempting to calm her urges.
She then looks at where her partner is, watching him grab a couple of drinks at the bar. He seems to be taking his time doing so.
The coast is clear.
She shifts her thighs, trying to ease the sensation. But instead of stopping, it only gets stronger. She lets out a soft moan, her body feeling the familiar heat.
"No, not here," she whispers to herself, her hands stroking her thighs, attempting to calm her urges.
As if she can't control her body anymore, her fingers wander downwards. A sudden wave of pleasure washes over her as her fingers gently touch her pussy.
"Fuck… So good," she murmurs, her fingers continuing to play with her wet lips.
Chaeyoung, unable to resist the temptation, decides to give in. Her fingers continue to tease her body, her pussy getting wetter with each touch. She begins to slowly up the pace, muffling her moans as her fingers thrust in and out of her pussy.
"Hngh!" she hisses, biting her lip. "So close…."
She begins to quicken her pace, her fingers plunging deep into her pussy. The intense stimulation causes her legs to buckle, her toes curling with pleasure.
"Ugh… Yes…" she gasps, her fingers fucking her pussy fast.
Her fingers reach deeper into her, sending a powerful surge of pleasure up her spine. She is close to the climax.
But just as she's about to reach her orgasm, the sudden sound of her partner's voice causes her to freeze in her tracks.
"Hey, Chaeyoung…" his voice rings in her ears.
Her eyes dart towards the direction of the voice. He's getting close.
"Shit! What timing," she hisses, frustrated, quickly removing her hand from her pussy.
She then quickly pulls her hands up and wipes her juices on the towel. She adjusts her sitting position afterward, trying to make herself look natural.
“Sorry, I took so long,” he apologizes as he hands her a cold bottle of soda. “Here’s your drink.”
"Oh! T-thank you," she replies, her hands shaking as she grabs the bottle.
"Hmmm…" he looks at her, curious. "Are you okay?"
"M-me? Yeah! I'm fine," she replies, laughing awkwardly.
“Are you sure?” he continues to stare at her, looking as if he doesn't believe her. “You look red.”
"R-red? Me?" she giggles awkwardly. “I-it’s probably the… Heat. Yes! T-that’s it.”
"Well…" he says, shrugging his shoulders. "I don't know if I grabbed a good drink for you. The bar doesn't seem to have much to offer."
"It's fine! T-this is nice," she giggles.
"Well that's good to hear," he smiles, before laying down on the chair next to her.
She opens her bottle and gulps down half of the content as if her throat is parched.
"Phew…" she sighs, wiping her mouth.
"You seem thirsty," he comments.
His sudden query almost made Chaeyoung spill her drink.
"T-thirsty?" she frantically responds, almost stuttering.
"Yeah. You seem to be sipping your drink fast," he points out.
"Ahh… That. Hehehe," she awkwardly giggles, a hint of nervousness in her voice. "Well, y’know… It's been a hot day."
"Yeah. It sure is," he replies, relaxing his body. "This weather makes me feel hot and sticky."
"Sticky, huh…" she murmurs to herself, trying to keep her composure.
"So how's the game so far? You're holding up well," he compliments her, a playful grin on his face.
"Ah, yes," she nods, laughing. "I, uhh… I'm doing my best."
"You have the makings of a good water polo player," he adds, his grin growing wider.
"Is that so?" she continues to laugh, her cheeks blushing.
"You gave me a hard score, after all," he remarks, chuckling.
"I did, didn't I?" she giggles, feeling embarrassed.
"Yeah. You're creative in your tactics, too," he adds.
"C-creative?" she asks, curious.
"Well, you know…" he then slightly tugs her swimming trunks, reminding her of the silly incident earlier.
"O-oh," she blushes, remembering what happened. "That one…"
"It was a pretty bold move if you ask me," he chuckles, amused.
"I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean for that to happen," she apologizes, looking embarrassed.
"You don't have to apologize," he says, his voice calm.
"I… I got so into the game that I didn't notice what I was doing," she explains, looking embarrassed.
"Well, desperate times call for desperate measures, right?" he jokes, smirking. "I might even do the same thing if the situation calls for it."
Chaeyoung's eyes then widened, surprised at his answer. "R-really? You mean…"
"Just kidding!" he bursts into laughter, finding her reaction amusing. "You're only in your underwear, so I wouldn't consider doing that."
"But you're only wearing trunks yourself!" she exclaims, chuckling. "We're pretty much on the same boat here."
"So are you proposing an 'equal' fight, then?" he grins, teasing her.
"Well… I mean…" Chaeyoung blushes, feeling shy. "Ah! Forget what I said."
"Come on now. Don't get shy on me," he teases, smirking.
She hesitates to let out what's on her mind. Granted her sexual frustration and her partner's teasing are getting the better of her, but she eventually gives in.
"Fine," she grumbles.
"So what is it?" he asks, his voice calm and patient.
"Well," she pauses for a moment, her eyes wandering. "I was just saying that maybe it's okay if we could just—"
The horn suddenly blares aloud, interrupting her speech.
"Oh. Time's up already?" he asks, getting back up.
Chaeyoung then sighs at the impeccable timing. "So it is."
"Well, shall we go back?" he asks, lending her a hand to stand up.
"Sure," she replies, nodding. "Let's go."
They then both head back into the water to continue where they left off. They are left with 23 minutes on the clock.
"Ready for more?" he asks, smiling.
She smiles, her body ready. "Yeah. Let's do this!"
And with another loud blare of the horn, the game resumes.
Both of them hauls ass towards the middle, trying to get to the ball first. Chaeyoung manages to reach the ball first and firmly grasps it with both hands.
"Aha!" she declares. "Got it!"
"Nicely done!" her partner applauds her, smiling.
"Hehe… Thanks," she replies, giggling. "Now it's my turn!"
She does all she can to reach the goal as fast as she can. However, his athletic frame makes him move to block it before she can reach it.
"I want to see you try scoring again," he says, smirking.
"Aish…" She grunts, her eyes determined. "We'll see about that."
As Chaeyoung approaches the goal, she slowly thinks of a way to overcome him. An idea then suddenly pops into her head, giving her a newfound motivation.
"Okay…" she mumbles, as she comes up with a plan.
"Ready when you are," he firmly stands in his position, his eyes fixed on the ball.
Suddenly, she then attempts a flurry of fake shots, jumping in all directions in the hopes of baiting him to fall off-balance. As silly as she looks, her partner reacts in kind, trying to block her in every direction she jumps.
"I'm gonna get you!" she declares, giggling.
"Try if you can," he retorts, his grin widening.
As competitive as they get, a glimmer of joy and fun is present in their eyes. They're having fun. The fierce tension in the air doesn't stop them from enjoying themselves.
After a few moments, Chaeyoung finally takes the bait and dashes straight towards the goal, the ball in her hand. Her partner follows suit, hoping to stop her. They both rush towards each other to accomplish their own plans. As they come closer to each other and the tension continues to rise, Chaeyoung decides to jump out of the water as high as she can and throws the ball towards the goal.
"Get in there!" she yells as she lets go of the ball.
He reacts by reaching for the ball with his hand, attempting to block the shot.
"Got it!" he said in glee.
But in the nick of time, Chaeyoung swats the ball away with her hands, sending it upwards towards the goal.
They were frozen in their tracks, watching where the ball would land. A mix of emotions fills them both as it comes nearer to the goal.
"Did I score?"
"Did she miss?"
The ball then touches the edge of the goal, sending it bouncing to the side and landing a few inches away from the goal line.
"Agh! No!" Chaeyoung cries as the ball falls short of the goal.
"Whew! That was a close one," her partner exclaims, a bit exhausted.
He then rushes to recover the ball, attempting to score his own. But despite her failed attempt, she is quick to react and runs for her side of the pool to defend her goal.
"No way am I letting you score that easily!" she declares, smirking
He chuckles. "Good. Bring it on, then."
He winds up his arms for a big throw, while she prepares herself for his next move. He throws the ball as high as he can, far from her reach. But Chaeyoung isn't going to let him win that easily. She jumps another time, and with her long reach, is able to grab the ball in mid-air. It sends the ball out of bounds, outside the pool.
"Nice!" she exclaims, pumping her fist in the air.
"Ugh…" he groans, slightly annoyed. "That was a good block."
"Thanks," she smiles. "I have a good opponent."
"I'm honored," he chuckles.
After exchanging compliments and a few seconds of rest, they again prepare themselves for more water polo. They continue to attempt to score a goal for themselves as the other party tries their best to block their every move. Their restraints are slowly coming off as the two of them are willing to get up close and personal with each other during the game. With how serious the two of them are getting, Chaeyoung's partner can't help but exert a bit of his strength tussling against her. His hands, in a desperate attempt to retrieve the ball, accidentally end up grasping the softness of her butt
"Hngh!" she suddenly lets out a sharp gasp.
"Oh. Sorry!" he apologizes, retracting his hands.
"It… It's fine," she quickly recovers, smiling. "D-don't worry about it."
"Alright then," he says, still looking a bit apologetic.
They continue playing, but the situation seems to have shifted into a more sexual one. It's evident in their eyes the fire that makes them determined to win the challenge. But at the same time, the same fire emanates a more intense passion between the two of them. Gone are the subtleties they have for each other from the first few minutes of the challenge, now they're going all out, showing no signs of holding back.
As the game goes on, the two's bodies are getting closer and closer. Their touches aren't accidental anymore. They're deliberate, seeking a certain sensation from each other. And as their excitement grows, so does the tension in the air. The desire to get to each other becomes more apparent with each passing moment. This isn't just a game anymore. It has become a test of wills—a battle to see who'll succumb first. Getting physical is the name of the game, after all.
A few moments later, they again find themselves at a stalemate, the two staring at each other intently, neither giving up their guard.
"You're getting better at this," he comments, smirking.
She chuckles. "Not gonna let you score that easily."
"You think so, huh?" he asks, teasing her.
"Yeah, you bet," she replies, smirking.
"Well have at it, then," he says, challenging her.
As they are about to have another go, the horn blares out loud, catching their attention.
"Huh? Is it over already?" Chaeyoung asks, surprised.
"Doesn't seem like it," her partner responds, his gaze fixated on his timer. "We still have several minutes to go."
"Hmmm… Then what seems to be the—oh! Look at the screen."
They both then turn their heads toward the big screen in the middle. A message is being displayed, informing the players of another challenge.
"ATTENTION BOTH PLAYERS:
As neither player hasn't scored so far, we have decided to change the current challenge."
They are both confused, not expecting this sudden change.
"What does that mean?" Chaeyoung asks, perplexed.
"I have no idea," her partner shrugs. "Let's see what else is there to know."
The message on the screen changes again. It reads the following:
“SPOTLIGHTING CHALLENGE: SPLASH & BLAST
1. Can you be the best lover in the pool?
2. Try and make your partner cum as much as possible! There are no rules!"
3. Whoever cums the most loses.
4. Win this mission to earn your group a reward.
GOOD LUCK AND HAVE FUN!"
"Huh? What in the world is that?" Chaeyoung exclaims after reading the text on the screen, blushing.
"Woah!" his jaw drops, his eyes wide. "That's some challenge."
"So, are we really gonna…" she asks, looking at him, her face flustered.
"Looks like our game took a different turn, didn't it?" he chuckles, smiling at her.
"Yeah. I guess so," she giggles, her hands fiddling.
"Shall we… Do the challenge?" he asks, curious as to how she'll react.
She hesitates, her mind conflicted. However, the need to fulfill her lust and desires seems to overwhelm her, as she has no choice but to go with it.
"Uhmm… You see," she starts to say, her tone soft and a hint of embarrassment in her voice.
"You haven't done this yet, have you?" he asks, his expression calm.
"I mean…" Chaeyoung fiddles with her fingers, not looking him in the eye. "N-not that I haven't, but…"
"It's fine," he reassures her, smiling. "Bad experience?"
She shakes her head. "N-not with the real one, at least."
"I see," he nods, his hand grazing over her arm. "It's alright. We can just take it slow."
"Y-yeah, I guess…" she nods, agreeing.
They slowly approach each other, their bodies becoming closer and closer. They stare at each other's eyes, their bodies shivering. He then reaches out his hand and gently holds her chin, lifting it up, his face moving closer. She feels the warmth of his breath, their lips a mere centimeter apart.
"So, shall we begin?" he whispers, his voice soft and gentle.
She doesn't respond. Instead, she closes her eyes and presses her lips against his, sealing the deal.
Their bodies are pressed against each other, their skin touching, as the kiss grows deeper and longer. She wraps her arms around his waist, her hands touching his back. He, on the other hand, moves his hand down her hips, grabbing her buttocks.
"Mmmh…" she moans softly as their tongues intertwine.
Chaeyoung’s partner then slowly moves his hands towards her breast, his fingers fondling it. She lets out another soft moan, feeling his fingers rub her nipple.
"Feeling good?" he asks, breaking the kiss.
She nods, "Y-yes…"
He smiles, happy to see her reaction.
"I'll take it further," he says as he begins kissing her neck.
"Ahh… That tickles," she giggles, his kisses causing her body to tingle.
He continues to kiss her neck, his tongue tracing the curves of Chaeyoung's delicate skin. She moans softly, enjoying the sensation. His hand then slowly moves downwards, cupping her buttocks.
"Mnnh!" she gasps, his hands kneading her ass.
He smirks, amused at her reaction.
"Liking it?" he asks, grinning.
"Ahhh! Y-yes," she stammers, her body shuddering.
"Good," he says, his tone gentle. "I hope you're ready for more."
He continues to knead her soft butt, his hands grabbing a handful of her soft, round flesh. She lets out a series of moans, her body shivering with pleasure.
"Ahh, fuck…" she moans, her breathing getting heavy.
Her partner then continues his advance. As he moves his lips down her neck and onto her chest, he slowly unclasps her drenched bra, freeing her breasts from its confinement.
"Oh, wow… Chaeyoung-ah," he whispers, his eyes fixed on her chest.
Chaeyoung's nipples are already erect and glistening with the water from the pool. He then looks at her, his eyes burning with lust and desire.
"How cute," he whispers, his fingers gently tracing her nipples.
"Not there, not—hngh!" she whimpers, her body jolting from the touch.
He then continues to fondle her breasts, his fingers massaging her nipples. Her face turns red, feeling a tingling sensation in her body.
"Fuck… So good…" she pants, her voice soft and weak.
"You're really sensitive here, aren't you?" he teases, his voice playful.
Chaeyoung nods, her face flushed. "I… I'm just not used to—nghh!."
He chuckles, finding her reaction adorable.
"Let's move on to something else, then," he says, his voice calm.
"W-what is it? What are we going to—"
He places his index finger on her lips, signaling her to stop talking.
"Hush, Chaeyoung."
Her partner then lowers himself and grabs her panties, slowly sliding them off. He tosses her soaked underwear outside the pool, leaving her fully naked.
Chaeyoung attempts to cover her body with her hands as much as she can, her cheeks burning from the embarrassment.
"I-I hope you're l-liking the view," she stutters, her face turning a deep shade of red.
"Of course I do," he replies, his voice firm.
"I-I don't think I'm that—"
"Shhh…" he again interrupts her. "There's no need to be shy."
"O-okay…" she replies, nodding.
"Just relax and let me take care of you," he says, his voice soft and gentle.
His words send shivers down her spine, her body shivering from his words.
He slowly moves Chaeyoung's hand that covers her crotch and spreads her legs open, exposing her wet pussy.
"Such a pretty sight," he murmurs, admiring her glistening pussy.
"Mmmh… Can you stop?" she groans, her pussy aching with need.
"Oh, I’m sorry," he chuckles, his hands gently caressing her thighs.
"I'll get right into it."
"P-please… I can't wait," she stammers, her face red.
His hands slowly move upwards towards her inner thighs, his fingers grazing her delicate skin.
"So soft… So warm," he whispers, his fingers touching her folds.
"Aah! T-that's so good," she whimpers, her breathing getting heavy.
His fingers continue to explore her wet pussy, his fingertips caressing her sensitive clit.
"You're so wet, Chaeyoung," he teases, his fingers brushing against her swollen clit.
"T-that's because we… We're in w-water," she stutters, her body trembling.
"Excuses, excuses," he laughs, his tone playful. "You know what I mean."
"I-I can't help it!" she whines, her face flushed. "You're making me… Feel s-so good."
"Then let me make you feel even better," he says, his fingers now slowly penetrating her tight pussy.
"Ahh! Oh fuck," she yelps, her body shivering.
"Looks like you liked that," he whispers, his fingers pumping inside her.
She nods in response, her body shuddering with each thrust.
He adds another finger, his digits begin to thrust faster and harder.
"Fuck. So tight," he compliments, his voice husky. "You're taking my fingers so well"
"Ahhh! It's so… Deep!" Chaeyoung moans, her eyes shut tight.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" he asks, his fingers moving at a steady pace.
"Y-yes! Oh, shit. Yes!" she stammers, her body shuddering.
"Looks like you can't last much longer," he teases, his fingers continuing their assault.
"P-please… I'm gonna…" she looks at him with pleading eyes.
"Then go ahead. Cum for me," he commands, his fingers plunging deep.
Her body shakes as her orgasm approaches. She tries to grip whatever part of his body as best she can as her muscles tighten.
"I’m… I'm gonna!" she pants, her eyes squeezed shut.
"That's it, Chaeyoung. Just let go," he encourages, his voice gentle.
Finally, her body twitches and shudders, her pussy squeezing his fingers as her orgasm hits her hard. Her hips buck wildly, her body squirming as waves of pleasure wash over her. She elicits a loud moan as her pussy contracts, her juices spraying all over his hand.
"Yes! Oh fuck!" she yells, her body spasming.
"Good girl," he compliments her, his fingers still thrusting inside her.
"I'm cumming! Fuck! I'm cumming!" she cries, her voice quivering.
"Keep cumming," he instructs as he continues to finger her, his fingers reaching deeper inside her.
"Please! Ahhh!" she moans, her body shivering with ecstasy.
"Come on, Chaeyoung. Let it all out," he says, his voice calm.
"I-I can't! I'm gonna… I'm gonna—ahhh!" she screams, her pussy squeezing his fingers one last time before releasing a huge gush of fluid, like a floodgate bursting open to the pool.
"Yes! Yes! Agh!" she screams, her body convulsing as she cums, her juices spraying onto her partner's hand.
He slowly pulls out his fingers, his hands sticky from her fluids.
"You sure did cum a lot, Chaeyoung," he comments, a playful grin on his face.
She doesn't answer, her face red, her body shivering with aftershocks. Her chest heaves, her breaths coming in ragged pants.
"So how was it?" he asks, curious about her thoughts.
"I'm… I can't think," she murmurs, her voice weak.
He chuckles, amused by her reaction.
"Seems like you liked that," he says, his tone teasing.
As much as she hates to admit it, she replies with a subtle nod.
"Though I hope you're ready for more," he whispers, grinning.
"Fuck. You're gonna be the death of me," she grunts, her breath still shaky.
"Don't worry," he replies, a hint of amusement in his tone. "I'll be more gentle this time."
"For some reason, I don't believe you," she responds, her voice a mix of frustration and excitement.
"Oh, come on. I promise," he replies, his tone playful.
She sighs at his silly plea. "Fine. Whatever."
"So, anything on your mind?" he asks her, an excited glint in his eye.
Chaeyoung tries to think of something interesting to do with her partner. After a few seconds, she giggles before looking at him with a seductive smirk.
"How about…" she pauses for a moment, trying to build the tension.
"What is it?" he asks, his eyebrow raised.
"Hmmm… Come with me first!" She then grabs his arm and pulls him towards the edge of the pool.
He complies and allows her to drag him with her. Once they reach the edge, she pulls him in for a kiss before playfully pushing him, his back now against the wall.
"What now?" he asks, curious.
She doesn't reply, instead, her hands slowly move downwards. He gets the message and lets her work on removing his swimming trunks.
Chaeyoung's delicate hands slowly pull his shorts down, freeing his half-hard member. It seems that it hasn't reached its full size yet, but her eyes are fixed on such a huge object.
"Mmmh… It's so big," she murmurs, her eyes staring at his cock.
"I'm flattered," he smirks, his voice calm yet playful.
"You must be popular with the girls," she says, a playful smile on her face.
He chuckles. "You can say that."
She continues to stroke his member, her soft hands rubbing against his shaft. He closes his eyes, enjoying the sensation of her hands touching his skin.
"Ooh… Yeah," he groans. "You feel so nice."
"T-thank you," she giggles, her eyes glimmering with lust. "I'm trying to make this fucking cock bigger."
"Well, you're doing a good job," he grins, his cock slowly growing hard.
"Glad you're liking it," she replies as her pace gets faster, her hands quickly moving up and down his cock.
"Ugh… That's so good," he grunts, his hips rocking as her hands work their magic on his throbbing shaft.
"Enjoying the service?" she teases a hint of sarcasm in her tone.
"Why wouldn't I?" he responds, his voice calm. "You're good at this."
She giggles, amused at his comment. "Beginner's luck, I guess."
"I can't tell if you're serious or joking," he replies, chuckling.
"Who knows?" she winks. "Does it matter?"
He pulls Chaeyoung closer, their faces mere inches from each other. The tension between the two continues to build, their breaths coming out hot and heavy as they stare into each other's eyes.
"Not in the slightest," he says, his tone deep and husky.
Without warning, his lips crash into hers, his hands pulling her even closer. His tongue slides into her mouth, exploring every inch of her soft, warm cavity. The young lady, as inviting as ever, reciprocates with an eagerness of her own.
Their tongues intertwine, their lips locked together. The two are locked in a passionate embrace as if they are two lovers who haven't seen each other in years. They continue to press their bodies against each other, their breaths becoming louder and hotter as the kiss becomes more intense.
As their kiss grows more and more passionate, his cock throbs in her hands, her pace getting faster and faster. As his shaft becomes harder and harder in her hands, it pulsates and begins to twitch.
"Are you close?" Chaeyoung breaks the kiss, a seductive smile can be seen on her face.
He nods, his cock fully erect and ready to burst.
The response from her partner causes her to increase her pace, her soft, delicate hands stroking his shaft vigorously. His hips begin to rock, his breathing getting heavier and faster.
"F-fuck… I'm so close…"
"Yes. Let it out," she purrs, her voice sultry. "Give me all of it."
"Chaeyoung-ah, I'm gonna…"
With one final stroke, his cock bursts, releasing a massive load of thick, white cum, covering her hands. She does her best to catch all of his semen in her hands, but the excessive amount he releases proves to be too much for her to handle and drips to the water below. She continues to stroke his shaft, milking his cock as her hands are fully covered in his seed.
"Oh, fuck…" he groans, his cock twitching as his load spurts out of his cock.
"You liked that, didn't you?" she asks, smirking.
"Hell yeah, I did," he chuckles, his body feeling exhausted.
"I can see why you're popular with the girls," she teases, her fingers scooping his seed and licking it off her fingers.
"Delicious."
He smiles. "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself."
"But.." she smirks, her eyes glinting with mischief. "The game's not over yet."
"Huh? What do you mean?"
Chaeyoung quickly lowers herself, her face now positioned right in front of his member. Without hesitation, she engulfs his cock with her mouth, her lips wrapping around the tip. Little by little, she forces herself to take his girthy shaft, her throat struggling to fit his length.
"H-hey!" he exclaims, surprised at her bold move.
She ignores her partner and continues to suck his cock, her pace increasing. Her mouth makes slurping noises, her cheeks hollowing as she sucks him vigorously.
"Mmmh," she hums, his cock deep in her mouth.
"F-fuck… That's so good," he moans, his voice heavy with pleasure.
"I know," she mumbles, her lips wrapped around his cock.
"God… So good," he growls, his hips moving.
She continues to suck him, her head bobbing up and down his shaft. She looks up at him, her eyes filled with lust and desire looking straight at him. Her eyes are like that of a predator, her prey now at her mercy.
"Ugh, shit…" he mutters, his breathing becoming heavier. "You're eager to get ahead of me, huh?"
She didn't answer. But her increase in speed and intensity is proof of her determination to beat him.
"Yes, that's it. Just like that," he praises, his voice heavy with arousal. "Fuck… Your mouth feels so fucking good."
She retreats and releases his member, a thick strand of cum and saliva connecting his swollen tip and her soft lips.
"Hope you don't mind me getting another point," she teases, a playful grin on her face.
"Just get on with it, " he grunts, smiling. "Fuck, you're a lewd sight."
"Oh shut up and enjoy, will you?" She teases, her tone sultry.
"You don't have to ask me twice," he chuckles, amused.
Chaeyoung again engulfs his shaft, her tongue lapping on his sensitive skin. She takes him whole in one go this time, his cock hitting the back of her throat. Her eager attempt causes her to choke, but she does her best to not gag.
"Fuck… You're too good," he praises, his voice shaking.
She resumes to suck his cock, her head moving up and down his shaft. Her throat quickly adjusts to his size, allowing her to take him in deeper and deeper. Her eyes never leave him, her gaze fixated on him as her mouth is full of his member, her head bobbing furiously.
"Fuck! I think I'm gonna cum again," he grunts, his breathing becoming ragged.
Like a signal, her pace increases. She is determined to make him cum again. She wants more of his semen. She is hungry for it.
"H-holy fuck," he pants, his eyes shutting tight. "I'm close, Chaeyoung!"
Her pace increases even more, her head wildly bobbing up and down his length as she attempts to make him cum. She can't seem to resist his taste, as if it's a drug.
"S-shit… I'm gonna explode!" he growls, his body twitching.
She feels his cock pulsating in her mouth, his length fully erect and ready to burst. She drives herself to the brink of madness, her pace so fast and violent that she begins to gag. She doesn't care. She wants his semen. She needs it.
With a loud, guttural moan, his hips buck and his cock explodes, sending a massive load of his hot seed inside her mouth. Her eyes widen as she struggles to take it all in, but his release is too much, catching her off guard. A thick trail of his cum drips out of her mouth and down her chin. She gags and chokes, but she does her best to swallow every last drop. His orgasm continues for a few moments longer, his load continuing to spew inside her mouth, his cock pulsating and throbbing.
"Fuck! S-so good," he pants, his body shuddering.
After an almost non-stop stream of cum, his cock finally stops releasing, and Chaeyoung slowly withdraws from him. Thick strands of his semen and saliva connect his shaft and her lips, making an erotic mess of her. It seems crazy how such a pretty girl like her can look even more attractive with the amount of cum on her face.
"Goddamn," he says, his breathing heavy. "That was amazing."
She licks her lips clean, his cum still dripping down her chin.
"How was it, hmmm?" she asks, her voice sultry.
"Amazing. Best blowjob ever."
"Good," she smiles, her expression smug. "I can tell you enjoyed it."
"You bet I did."
"It's not everyday an idol would give anyone a… Special fanservice."
"Guess I'm a lucky fan, then."
"Lucky indeed. Though the game's not over yet, is it"
"What do you mean? I already came twice."
"Doesn't mean we're done, does it?"
Despite spurting such a huge amount twice in a row, her words seem to excite him still. His cock springs back to life, already at half-mast.
"You're right," he grins, leaning closer to her. "We're not done yet."
"That's the spirit," she smiles. "Though I'll be taking the lead."
"Oh?"
"You can rest for a bit," she says, her tone playful.
"You think I can't keep up with you?" he asks in an intrigued yet playful tone.
"Not really," she giggles. "You just look like you're about to pass out."
"Is that so?"
"Yeah," she replies, chuckling. "And what are you gonna do about it?"
Feeling challenged, he quickly grabs Chaeyoung by her legs and lifts her up the water.
"I'm gonna show you that I can still keep up," he growls, his eyes full of determination.
"W-woah!" she yelps, taken aback by his sudden move. "What are you doing?"
"Giving you a ride," he responds, his hands firmly gripping her thighs.
"Eh? A r-ride?"
"That's right," He nods, smiling. His cock slightly grazes against her inner thighs, slowly nearing her crotch. "You wanted to lead, right?"
"Yeah, but—"
"Then here's your chance," he interrupts, grinning.
"Wait, what are you—oh! Oh fuck!" she gasps, suddenly feeling his cock penetrating her pussy.
He enters her with a powerful thrust, his shaft sliding all the way inside her tight, warm walls.
"Shit. So tight," he groans, his cock throbbing inside her.
"F-fuck… Y-you're so big!" she whimpers, feeling his girth stretching her insides.
"And you're soaking wet, Chaeyoung," he smirks, amused.
"W-what are you talking about? I'm not—ahh!" she moans, her body jolting with every thrust.
"I'm not gonna let you win that easily," he grunts, his pace slow but firm.
"Oh yeah? Nghh! Y-you… Think you're gonna w-win?"
"Still underestimating me, huh?" he growls, his fingers digging into her fleshy butt.
Despite the tough shell she displays, his aggressive moves make her moan involuntarily. Her arms wrap around his neck, while her legs lock around his waist. Try as she might, the immense pleasure seems to be flooding her inhibitions away.
"Nghh! F-fuck…"
"You're liking this, huh?" her partner taunts her as his pace quickens.
"Ahh… S-so good," she whispers, her voice shaking.
"That's what I thought," he smirks.
He continues to pound her with his cock, his shaft reaching her deepest depths.
"F-fuck! D-don't… Go faster!" Chaeyoung screams, her face flushed.
"Who do you think will win, huh?" he teases, his voice full of arrogance.
"Fuck you!" she snaps, her body trembling.
"I like it when you talk dirty," he chuckles, amused.
He thrusts his cock deep inside her, causing her to gasp.
"Nghhh! Shit!" she yells, her pussy tightening around his shaft.
"Feeling good?"
"N-no! I'm just… Mhhh!" she protests, her voice weak.
"Just admit it," he says, his cock pulsating inside her.
"Aghhh! T-that's cheating!" she complains, her body shuddering.
"Excuses, excuses…" he smirks, his thrusts becoming deeper and stronger.
"I'm gonna… W-win, you know," she boasts, challenging him.
"Really, huh?" he chuckles, looking at her dazed eyes. "Looks like you can't even think properly."
"You're just… Nghhh! You're moving too fast!" she exclaims, her voice weak.
"Then if that's the case…" he then walks slowly towards the pool stairs, his cock still deep inside her.
"W-what are you… Hahh! What are you doing?"
"Giving you a proper ride," he says, his tone smug.
He takes slow but heavy steps as he carries her towards the pool stairs, making her squeal with each movement.
"You… Y-you're so mean," she whines, her pussy tightening.
"Sorry, Chaeyoung. But we're against each other here," he says, his eyes full of mischief.
"Fuck!" she whispers angrily to herself in frustration.
"What's the matter?" he taunts, his cock sliding inside her with ease.
"N-nothing… Hngh!" she grunts, her teeth gritting.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes! Fuck! Just… Just fucking fuck me! Goddammit!" Chaeyoung admittedly yells, her face red and flushed.
"Now that's more like it," he smirks, amused.
Her partner resumes his relentless assault, pounding her hard and deep as they near the edge of the pool. Chaeyoung's moans are getting louder and louder, her body quivers as if she got shocked by lightning.
"Shit… You're so big…" she whispers, her body shaking with pleasure.
"Feeling good, aren't you?" he taunts, his pace steady.
"Nghh… No!" she replies, her trembling in frustration and pleasure. "T-this is… Fuck!"
"That's what I thought," he sneers.
"Ahhh! When are you gonna stop?" she whines, her voice full of desperation.
"When I'm done," he answers, his tone casual.
"Y-you…" she grunts, her face red. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?"
"Of course," he answers with a smug grin on his face.
"Oh, fuck me…" she whispers, her breathing heavy.
"Looks like someone's getting close," he comments, his voice full of amusement.
"No I'm not! I'm—fuck!" she snaps, her voice shaking.
"Come on. You're denying it but you're pussy's getting tighter," he teases.
"Nghh… Fine!" she finally gives in.
"I'm… Fuck! I'm gonna cum!"
"There we go," he smirks, his cock throbbing. "An honest answer."
"B-but… Not before you!" she shouts, her pussy squeezing his cock.
"Heh. Still got some fight left in you, huh?"
"M-maybe… I-I don't know!" she yells, her face red.
"Well, if that's the case, then I better make sure you can't keep up," he sneers, his cock pounding her with reckless abandon as he exits the pool. Despite his aggressive movements, he gently lowers Chaeyoung to the pool’s deck, his cock never leaving the tight embrace of her walls.
He then continues his relentless assault, his thrusts deep and rough. He moves his hands to her breasts and starts to massage her perky, erect nipples.
"F-fuck… Not my nipples!" she whimpers, her pussy clenching around his shaft.
"Feels good, huh?"
"Hahh… Y-yes," she admits, her face flushed.
"There’s a good girl," he smiles, his fingers pinching her nipples. He then leans forward to suck on them, his tongue swirling around her sensitive nubs.
"Aghh! Don't suck on them!" she whines, her voice weak.
He doesn't answer. He keeps on sucking her nipple as his cock pounds her as deep and as hard as he could.
"Fuck! I'm gonna go crazy, you asshole!" she yells, her face red and hot.
"That's what I like to hear," he chuckles.
"But I'm not… Losing… To you!" Chaeyoung grunts, sounding determined despite her weak position.
"We'll see about that," her partner replies, his pace picking up.
"Ahhh! Fuck! You're going too fast!" she protests, her hands reaching for his back, her nails digging into his skin.
He continues his relentless assault, his pace unrelenting as his cock ravages her insides.
"S-stop…" she whispers, her body shivering with pleasure. "I can't take it anymore!"
"Then cum," he says, his breath heavy. "I know you want to."
"B-but… But I…"
"Shhh…" he shushes her. "I'll do it with you."
"Nghh… B-but I'm not gonna lose to—"
His lips interrupt her words, gently crashing into hers. Chaeyoung tries to resist, but her mind becomes blank as his tongue slides into her mouth.
Despite the feisty attitude she's showing towards him, she kisses him back as their tongues intertwine in a passionate dance. Gone are their antagonistic antics against each other, and the only evident thing are fervent thrusts and muffled moans from the two of them.
The tension builds and their kiss grows more intense. Their hips move together as one, their bodies grinding against each other. They are locked in a passionate embrace, their desire burning deep within them.
"Fuck," he groans. “Your pussy feels so fucking good.”
"Aghh! S-stop… You're making me…" she stammers, her voice soft.
"Come on, Chaeyoung. Give me all you got," he whispers, his cock pounding her deep.
"F-fuck…" she grunts, her eyes squeezed shut. "I'm gonna cum again!"
"That's right," he coos in her ears. "Let me feel you cum."
"Y-yes!" she cries, her voice strained. "Oh shit… Ahh!"
With a loud moan, Chaeyoung’s pussy clenches his cock, her body convulsing as her orgasm hits her hard, waves of pleasure washing over her. She can't do anything but hold onto her partner’s back as her orgasm ravages her body, her arms and legs locked around him. Her juices spray uncontrollably out of her, covering his cock with her sticky fluids.
"Ahh! Fuck!" he yells, his body shivering as his orgasm approaches. "My turn… Hngh!"
"C-cum inside me, p-please…" she begs, her voice weak.
"Here it comes… Nrgh!"
After a few wild thrusts, his cock bursts inside her, releasing a huge load of his thick, hot seed. His hips rock and buck as his cock spews a massive stream of cum, his semen overflowing from her tight pussy.
"Yes! Oh fuck! Your cum feels so warm inside me," she moans, her eyes rolling to the back of her head.
"Ugh… Take it all, Chaeyoung!" he growls as he continues to thrust all he's got inside her.
"Fuck… I can feel it coming out of my pussy," she moans, her pussy still squirting her fluids.
"Shit. You're so hot, Chaeyoung" he grunts and goes to kiss her once again.
"Mmmh… I love your cock," she purrs, her body shaking.
They continue this sensual moment, their bodies pressed together, their mouths locked in a passionate embrace. It was a moment of pure, unadulterated pleasure for the two of them, and they reveled every second of it. Despite being filmed, they didn't care. All that mattered was the moment they were sharing that burned deep within their minds.
As the intense lovemaking subsides, their lips break apart from each other. He withdraws himself from her, his cock covered with their mixed juices that connect from her freshly fucked pussy. He then moves a few inches away from her, trying to take a seated position with his exhausted body. Chaeyoung on the other hand, is left panting, her body trembling, her chest heaves for air and her pussy gushes out their mixed fluids, leaving a trail of love juice that pools below her.
"Hahh… Hah… Oh fuck…" he breathes, his chest rising and falling with each breath.
"Nghh… Are you… Okay?" Chaeyoung asks him, her voice barely audible.
"I'm… Whew. I'm fine. Are you okay?"
"Y-yeah… I'm… I think I'm good," she replies, her body still shuddering with aftershocks.
"Fuck… That was good," her partner groans, his voice heavy.
"Do you… Want more?" she proposes as she tries to lift herself up the floor into a more comfortable position.
He crawls towards her, his seemingly tired body ready for yet another round.
"If that's what you want…"
The young lady is already feeling the effects of his relentless assault, her body trembling as she anticipates his cock pounding her once more with reckless abandon. But the pleasure of having her insides ravaged by his girthy shaft is too much for her, and she is helpless to resist his advances.
"Mmmh… Keep going," she urges him on, her voice shaky.
But as they ready themselves to have another go, the buzzer rings, indicating that time is up.
"Huh? Already?" the young man groans.
"Looks like we got carried away," she giggles, her breathing heavy.
"Yeah," he snarls. "I got so lost in all that."
"So… Who won?" she asks, her tone curious.
"Not sure," he shrugs. "You?"
She looks confused.
“Me? I don’t know.”
The screen then showed the result of this rather interesting game:
"RESULTS:
3-2 in favor of Chaeyoung!
CONGRATULATIONS! You succeeded in the challenge!"
"Oh wow," he smiles.
"Really? I did! Yay!" she cheers, clapping her hands in excitement.
"Yeah, you did. Good job, Chaeyoung," her partner congratulates her, clapping his hands as well.
"Thank you!" she replies as she gives him a hug, her face beaming with joy.
"You're a great partner," he praises her. "It was a lot of fun."
"Thank you again," she blushes. She then looks around her.
"So what now?"
"I don't know," he shrugs. "No one told me what to do after the challenge."
The screen then shows a new message for the two of them:
"Congratulations on completing the challenge. The pair should then proceed to the final area after a signal in a few hours. In the meantime, you can do whatever you want together in this area. Have fun!"
"Huh. So we're gonna wait, then," Chaeyoung concludes, reading the message.
"Looks like it," he replies, shrugging.
"What are we supposed to do until then?"
"Who knows," he shrugs, then looks at her with a sly smile.
"We can… Start where we left off, you know?"
"Hmmm…" she smiles, her cheeks slightly turning pink. "We can do that."
"Fuck. Aren't you restless?"
Albeit struggling due to the intense fucking from earlier, Chaeyoung still chose to stand up on her feet, her legs wobbling. Luckily for her, he’s there to give assistance. She then gestures to her partner to stand up, to which he obliges. As soon as they've gathered their footing, she suddenly gives him a rather obvious gaze.
"M-maybe we can do something else first," she suggests, grinning mischievously.
"Uhh... What did you have in mind?" he asks, curious.
She then walks back towards the pool, gently tugging him along.
"I just want to swim around for a bit," she replies, smiling. "Do you mind joining me?"
"Sure," he replies, his eyes fixated on hers. "I suppose a little swim would be nice."
"Great." Chaeyoung beams with joy.
"Let's go."
As the two dip their bodies into the pool, the camera follows them from above as they enjoy each other's company in the water. They swim around, playing and laughing together. They exchange more playful banters and even more sensual moments with one another. It is clear that the two of them have hit it off quite well, and the sexual tension between them continues to build. Even as the video fades to black, you know Chaeyoung and her partner are just getting started.
Two videos down, and many more to go. Reviewing videos for long periods is tiring, but not in this case. Instead of exhaustion, you are filled with renewed excitement and anticipation. With a quick check of the time, you realize that lunch break is coming up. But your stomach would have to wait.
You close the current window and open the next video file.
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Author’s Notes:
As promised, this is the next chapter of my "Spotlighting" series. It wasn't easy to pick an idea that'll suit Chaeyoung. I originally wanted her to do an "indoor surfing" challenge. But I quickly realize that I'd rather want her to be rag dolled by her partner than by the waves. 😂 And as wimpy as this tall squirrel can be, I don't think she'd back down from a challenge, especially when there's something promising on the line. So I guess playing water polo suits her.
Now that I thought of it... It's find it interesting for the idols to have some sort of "competition" with their partners. It really makes for some really wild ideas where neither of them is backing out, even when doing the deed. 😏
Once again, thank you to the people that helped me make this fic readable. 🤣 @digipigichopshop and @dnd-writes... Thank you so much, you two. 🙇 Be sure to follow them if you haven't already. As well as @braaan for another great poster. You guys are the best. 👍
Again, thank you very much for reading! 🙇
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A Film By Peter Parker
Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader
Synopsis: Peter gets back into making little videos once the two of you start hanging out
warning: extreme 2017 homecoming era nostalgia
Masterlist
Of course he went for Liz.
Liz was the ingénue. She was perfect in every possible way. Perfect grades, perfect face, and the perfect boy pining after her. You’d been crushing on Peter since the third grade but with Liz around, he never noticed you.
But Liz was gone now. She had moved to Oregon following her dad’s arrest and taken Peter’s feelings for her with her. Now that she was gone, you decided it was time to stop pining after Peter from afar and start pining from up close. And so, when you walked into the cafeteria that day, you didn’t sit at the end of the table like you usually did.
“Oh, hey.” Peter smiled in surprise when you sat down next to him. Smiling was good. Smiling meant he wasn’t creeped out by you sitting so close. You gulped before giving him best smile back.
“Hi.”
“What are you doing here?” Ned asked, making Peter give him a look. You immediately regretted your decision and wished you’d just stayed in your usual spot.
“What do you mean? She always sits with us.” Peter pointed out.
“No, she always sits down there. She’s never actually sat with us before.” Ned replied and gestured to the end of the lunch table.
“Yes, but I’m sitting here today because I needed Peters help with the chemistry homework.” You said and put your chemistry notebook on the table. You knew you couldn’t just randomly sit with them without a reason, so you came prepared.
“Oh, for Mr. Eddie’s class? It’s easy. I’ll show you my notes.” Peter’s offered with a smile. You returned the smile as he pulled out his own notebook. It was a win/win for you since you actually needed help with the homework and it would start a conversation with Peter. While he was explaining the problem to you, you never once looked down at the notebook. You were too focused on the curve of Peter’s suspiciously long eyelashes, the longest you’d ever seen on a boy. Ned noticed the way you were staring his his best friend and frowned a little.
“Does that make sense?” Peter’s asked when he was done explaining.
“Yeah, it does. Wow, thanks Peter. It sounds so easy the way you explain it. I wish this stuff came as naturally to me as it does for you. You’re so smart.” You said as if you had listened to a single word he had said.
“That’s nice of you to say but I’m really not that smart. I just like chemistry.” He replied as he blushed from the compliment.
“Oh, come on. You’re the smartest guy I know. You’re the only one that answers questions in that class. And you always get them right. When Mr. Eddie asks if anyone has any questions, I don’t raise my hand because I don’t even know what I’m confused about yet.”
“That’s I feel in English. I can barely make it through the first line in a poem and you’re already going back and forth with Ms. Teague about Pindaric odes or whatever they’re called.”
“You listen to when I talk in English?” You asked with a soft smile.
“Of course I do.” Peter shrugged. “I always find the reading boring until you raise your hand and talk about how you interpreted it. You make it interesting.”
“I liked that book we read when the kids ate the other kids.” Ned said and interrupted the moment. Your smile dropped as you and Peter looked at him with disgust.
“The one with the flies-“
“We know.” Peter cut him off.
“Anyways, thank you for helping me with the homework. I’ve been stuck on it all week.” You said to Peter.
“Ugh. That’s been me with my paper for Mrs. Teagues class. And it’s due tomorrow.” Peter groaned.
“Oh, the analysis essay? I could help you with that.” You offered.
“Really? You’d help me?” Peter smiled in surprise.
“Yeah. I already wrote mine. It would be no problem.”
Ned was watching this back and forth conversation for a while until it clicked it in head. He gasped and slapped the table, making you and Peter look at him.
“Oh my God.” Ned said. “That’s why you’re sitting here. You have a-“
“Can I talk to you for a second, Ned?” You quickly cut him off when you realized where that sentence was going. Before Ned could even answer, you grabbed his arm and pulled him outside the cafeteria to talk in private.
“You like Peter!” Ned whispered harshly. You clamped your hand over his mouth and pushed him up against the wall.
“You need to keep your mouth shut.” You hissed. “Yes, I like Peter, okay? I’ve had a crush on Peter since middle school. He never noticed me when Liz was around but now that she’s in Oregon, I might finally have my chance. I don’t want to scare him off so just keep your mouth shut and let me handle this.”
You took your hand off Ned’s mouth and he started to gasp for air.
“Oh, please. Your nose wasn’t covered. You could breathe just fine.” You said with a roll of your eyes. Ned stopped pretended and straightened up.
“So you actually like Peter? For his personality?”
“Yes. Is that so hard to believe?”
“Kinda, yeah.” Ned admitted.
“I like everything about him. And I’m gonna tell him that. Just please, don’t say anything before I do. I’ll tell him when I’m ready.”
“Are you going to cast a love spell on him using a lock of his hair?” Ned whispered to you.
“What? No. Why would you even ask me that?”
“Because you’re a witch.” Ned said like it was obvious.
“I’m not a witch.” You groaned. “I just accidentally cackled that one time but it was only because I had phlegm in my throat.”
“Then about that time on the bus?”
“We’ve been over this. It was just a coincidence that that biker fell off his bike after I gestured with my hand. I didn’t move him with my mind.”
“And that one time in physics?” Ned narrowed his eyes.
“I still don’t know how that guys shirt caught on fire.” You shrugged. “It’s a mystery to me.”
“It caught on fire after he made fun of you for being a witch.” Ned pointed out.
“Maybe he was just standing too close to the flame.” You shrugged.
“He was standing in the doorway. There was no flame.” Ned reminded you.
“The magic of science.” You shrugged again.
“But what about that time-“
“Don’t bring up the nosebleed.” You whined.
“I am gonna bring up the nosebleed.” Ned hissed. “In sixth grade, our Spanish teacher got a nosebleed right after he told you to stop staring out the window and made everyone laugh at you. How do you explain that?”
“You’ve made your point, okay? Now are you gonna tell Peter or not?”
“Look, I’m not gonna expose your gross secret feelings, as gross and secret as they may be.” Ned sighed. “But Peter is still my best friend so I have to look out for him. I don’t want any spells cast on him.”
“That’s fine. There will not be any spells.” You held your your hands in defense. Just then, Flash walked by and laughed when he saw the two of you talking.
“Woah. What is this, the friendless loser convention?” Flash snorted.
“Shut up.” You snapped. Flash immediately tripped over his feet and fell to the ground, making Ned look at you with wide eyes.
“Witch!” He whispered harshly as he pointed a finger at you.
“Shut up. Let’s go back inside.” You rolled your eyes and pulled Ned back into the cafeteria.
Later that day, you met up with Peter in the library to go over your assignments. You started with his English essay and finished that within an hour before moving on to your chemistry homework.
“You can plug the numbers into your formula now using the method I taught you. And then you just solve for x.” Peter explained as you worked out a problem together.
“Hm. You make it sound so simple.” You sighed and leaned on your hand. Peter saw the way you were staring at him in his peripheral vision and felt his face heat up.
“It’s, uh, it’s pretty easy once you get the hang of it. I never liked the way Mr. Eddie taught it. I figured this out myself and it’s worked much better for me.”
“Thanks for helping me. You’re a good teacher.” You said and put your hand on his arm. Peter laughed shyly at the contact and cleared his throat.
“Thanks. And so are you. That was the best essay I’ve ever produced. I honestly worry she won’t believe I wrote it.”
“Well if she says anything, I can vouch for you. You put in good work on this essay. You deserve the credit.” You assured him, making Peter blush all over again. It occurred to Peter that he never realized how pretty you were. You’d been classmates since 3rd grade so he always looked at you as just another girl in his class. Now that you had his full attention, he didn’t feel like looking away.
“Thanks. I appreciate you helping me write it. I know it can be frustrating to work with me because of my dyslexia.”
“It’s no problem. And it wasn’t frustrating at all.” You shrugged. Peter smiled at felt better about how long it took him to write the essay.
“Thanks.” He said. You had successfully gotten him to spend time with you one on one but now you needed to commence the next phase in your plan which was to hang out in a non school related setting.
“Would you ever want to hang out socially?” You blurted.
“Like, and not do homework?” He asked. You nodded your head and he smiled before nodding as well.
“Yeah. Sure. I’d love to.”
“Cool. Me too.” You smiled. You hadn’t meant to blurt it out like that but it worked nonetheless.
“Does this weekend work?” He asked you.
“Yeah. What do you want to do?”
Hard cut to that weekend. You were on the subway with Peter and he had his phone out to record himself.
“Firts social hang out with a girl. A film by Peter Parker.” He said in a low voice before flipping the camera to face you.
“Staring me.” You smiled and waved to the camera.
“Are you sure you’re cool with me filming this?” Peter asked as he flipped the camera back to himself.
“Yeah, of course. The other ones you showed me were so cute. But why did it seem like there were so many missing parts? You were always talking about something cool that I didn’t get to see.”
“Uhhh, no reason.” Peter said and looked to the side. He had skillfully edited out any incriminating superhero activity that you were not ready to see yet.
“Well I like it. I feel like I’m on Modern Family.” You said and posed for the camera.
“Which family member would you be?” Peter laughed and zoomed in on you. With his phone blocking his face, he could shamelessly admire your face on his screen.
“Duh. Lily.”
“I can so see that.” He chuckled. The subway lurched suddenly and you both grabbed onto the pole, coincidentally putting your hands in top of each others.
“Oh, sorry. Our hands touched.” You laughed shyly.
“Oh my God. So romantic.” Peter joked, making you blush and look into his camera.
“Stop it.” You laughed and covered his phone with your hand. He laughed as well and put his phone away.
After learn you had never been, Peter decided to the Lego Store. He’d been hyping it up to you all week over text and now that it was finally happening, he hoped it impressed you. You walked in together and Peter heard you gasp.
“Big Lego Aladdin.” You gasped and ran to stand under the giant magic carpet and Aladdin made of Legos.
“That’s the first time I’ve ever heard that string of words come out of someone’s mouth.” Peter laughed and went to stand under it with you. You looked over at him and were surprised to see he was already looking at you.
“This is even better than you described it. You need to show me everything.” You said and excitedly shook his arm.
“I can do that.” He blushed and nodded his head towards some of the sets.
Peter took out his phone to film you as you looked at everything in the store. The way you were looking around like a little kid brought a smile to Peter’s face. He zoomed in on you and caught himself staring at you fondly through the camera.
“Come on. I haven’t even showed you the coolest part yet.” Peter said and brought you over to the build your figure own station. He laughed when you gasped again and started to excitedly rummage through all the pieces. Peter didn’t bring his phone out again until you had built each other.
“Show me what you made.” He laughed from the other side of the phone.
“Looks! It’s a little Peter. He has a backpack and a beaker.” You said as you proudly showed the camera the little Peter figure you had made.
“This is Y/n. I can’t believe I found the shoes you always wear.” He said as he filmed the figure he had made of you.
“You notice my shoes?” You asked with a smile. Peter didn’t catch it because he was too busy fitting the hands of your Lego figures together.
“Look. They’re holding hands.” Peter gasped.
“Aw.” You laughed. “Us on the subway.”
“We should give them some privacy. They might not want us to hard launch their relationship.” Peter said and put his phone away.
“You’re so cute.” You laughed without thinking about it. Peter looked up at you with rosy cheeks and you gulped when you realized what you said.
“I mean-“
“Come on. I wanna take you somewhere else.” He cut you off before you could explain. He brought you to Delmar’s and ordered his usual for you to split. You sat together inside and you tried your best to remain calm. You always wondered what Peter got up to when he wasn’t at school and now you were in one of his favorite places and eating with him.
“Okay, this is Y/n’s first time eating at Delmars since he reopened. Let’s get her reaction.” Peter said as he filmed you unwrapping the sandwich.
“Wait, why is it so flat?” You laughed and held the sandwich up.
“Oh, sorry.” He chuckled. “I forgot to warn you that he always squishes it for me. But you’ll like it. Trust me. It’s much better when it’s squished down real flat.”
“Well I’m glad I now know you like your sandwiches to be squished. I would not have expected that about you.” You said and took a bite of your half before giving him a thumbs up.
“Yeah? You like it?” He asked hopefully.
“I do. Your squishy sandwich was surprisingly good.” You admitted.
“Well, I’m very pleased to hear that.” Peter smiled and phone away. “So to make it even, you have to show me one of your favorite places next time we hang out.”
“Oh.” You smiled coyly. “I didn’t realize there would be a next time.”
“There better be. I had a lot of fun with you today. How come we’ve never hung out before?”
“I don’t know. I always wanted to but you were busy running around with Ned or staring at…” You trailed off and chose not to mention Liz in case he was still hung up on her.
“It doesn’t matter. I’m just glad we’re friends now.” You said instead.
“Me too. I’ve never had a girl friend.”
“What was that?” You said and started choking on your saliva.
“All my friends in my life were guys. It’ll be nice to have a female influence in my life.”
“Oh. Girl friend.” You smiled tightly.
You hung out another hour before taking the subway back to your respective apartments. Peter walked to you the front doors of you building and you had an awkward moment where you didn’t know if you should hug or not.
“We uh, we should probably get an ending for your film.” You said with a timid smile.
“Oh, right. Thats a great idea.” Peter smiled and pulled out his phone. He pressed record and you waved to the camera with both hands.
“So, can you give our first time hanging out a rating?” He asked you.
“9/10.” You grinned and held up two thumbs.
“What? Why’d I only get a 9?” Peter scoffed and pretended to be offended.
“I had a 10/10 time but I have to deduct a point because we saw that guy cutting his hair on the subway and I was scared he was gonna throw the scissors at us.”
“Well I would’ve just protected you with my lightning fast reflexes.” Peter said simply. You smiled at him through the phone and he smiled back. He put the camera down and looked at you with a content smile on his face.
“Seriously, though. When’s the next time we’re hanging out?”
It ended up being just a few days later. And then again a few days after that.
“Peter’s first time!” You cheered as you filmed him during one of your hang outs.
“Trying boba.” He clarified. “I don’t understand this drink. Do I eat the balls?”
“Yes. Sip it slowly so they don’t all go down your throat.” You instructed. Peter took a big sip and immediately started choking.
“Peter! I said slowly!” You said as you slapped his back until he stopped choking. You quickly put the camera down to help him recover.
Your hangouts started getting more and more frequent and Peter soon considered you a best friend. Your weekends became each others and school days were often spent together in the library or at one of your apartments. You were quickly moving up the ranks in Peter’s life, just as you hoped. And the closer you got, the more Peter could not believe he had never noticed you before.
Little did you know, Peter often found himself watching the footage he had taken of you during your hang outs with a big smile on his face. He’d rewatch the videos he had taken and realize that they were slowly becoming less of a documentary and more of a highlight reel for you. He never imagined a girl as cool as you would for him so when he realized he was starting to fall for you, he quickly repressed his feelings. Little did he know, the feelings were mutual.
“Did you always make these little videos?” You asked Peter one day as he filmed you trying to balance on the curb of the sidewalk.
“I used too make them all the time but I hadn’t for awhile. I only started them again when we started hanging out.”
“Really? Why?” You wondered and stumbled off the curb.
“I don’t know. You remind me of the time before my life got crazy. It made me want to do these again.” He shrugged. You couldn’t help but smile at that information and turned around to look at him.
“So I could be the star?” You asked and posed for the camera.
“Exactly. You’re my muse.” He played along, making you laughed shyly. When he watched the video back later that night, he knew he had meant every word of that.
Peter sat in his bedroom one day and filmed himself wearing your glasses while you did homework at his desk. He looked over you every now and then just to admire the back of your head.
“Don’t break those.” You called without looking up. All you needed to hear was the sound of your glasses case opening to know what he was doing.
“I’m not even wearing your glasses.” He lied and admired himself in the camera.
“Yes you are.”
“No I’m not. But yes, I am.”
“Knew it.” You snorted.
“Hey, how come girls always smell so good?” Peter wondered. “Your hair hit me in the face when you turned too fast before it smelled like a baby in a damn meadow.”
“It’s just my womanly essence. Now can you stop looking at yourself long enough to help me with my chemistry homework?”
“It’ll be hard but I can try.” Peter dramatically sighed and set his phone down. You got yo from the desk and went over to the bed with a cheeky smile on your face.
“Incoming.” You announced and patted your elbow twice like a wrestler.
“No, don’t.” He pleaded. You ignored his pleas and jumped on top of him. He groaned and pushed you off, leaving you laying in the bed beside him.
“Ow. My ribs.”
“You’ll heal.” You rolled your eyes. “Now can you help me with number 7?”
“Oh, yeah. No problem. Can you check this email before I send it?” He asked and handed over his laptop. You handed him your worksheet before reading over his email draft.
“Oh, honey.” You grimaced just a few words into the email.
“Is it bad?”
“Good evening, Mrs. Howard. I hope this email finds you well. I’m so sorry for bothering you. I was just wondering if I could possibly have an extension on my midterm paper? No worries at all if an extension is not possible. I apologize for any inconvenience this email may have caused. Thank you for reading, Peter Parker.” You read out loud.
“What’s wrong with that?”
“After your name, you included the name of the class, the time you have it, and a description of yourself. She knows who you are!” You laughed and turned the laptop around to show him his mistakes.
“She may have forgotten.” He pointed out. “I can’t take any chances.”
“Peter, this email is way too submissive. You sound like such a bottom.”
“Well excuse me, genius.” He said sarcastically. “How would you write it?”
“Here.” You said and handed the laptop back after retyping his email.
“Oh, wow. That’s actually really good.” He said once he read your updated version.
“This is why we are such good friends. You have all the math and science knowledge in this little, beautiful head of yours-“
“Little?” He interrupted.
“You’re right. Sorry, I was just being nice. What I meant to say is that your head is huge.” You corrected. “Anyways, you have the math brain and I have the literary brain. It’s like you’re Einstein and I’m Victor Hugo.”
“Who the hell is that?” He laughed as he peaked at your mirror to see if his head was actually huge.
“The guy who wrote Les Mis.” You said like it was obvious.
“Never heard of it.”
“What? You’ve never seen Les Misérables?” You asked in a thick French accent.
“Huh?”
“We have to watch it. It’s so good.” You said and snatched his laptop back. You pulled up the movie and handed it back to him.
“Oh my God. It’s two hours and 38 minutes long? And a musical? Hell no.” Peter shook his head and pushed the laptop away.
“But it’s so good.” You urged. “We can just leave it on in the background while we work. It’s super light and easy to watch.”
“Really? What’s it about?”
“Oh, you know. Just war torn France.” You mumbled.
“No. Absolutely not.”
“But you’ll like it! There’s prostitution and con men and um…oh! And orphans! You can watch it and feel represented.” You said and shook his arm.
“I hate you.” He laughed but nearly gave in to your request just to see you happy.
“Fine.” You huffed. “I finished editing your midterm paper, by the way. You don’t actually have to send that email.”
“And here is your completed chemistry homework.” Peter smiled and handed your worksheet back.
“Aw.” You gushed. “Look at us. I love cheating with you.”
“So do I. We make a great pairing.” He chuckled as he looked over at you. You looked back at him and gulped. You hadn’t realized how close you were with your arms and legs pressed against each other as you sat together in your bed. Peter knew his sheets would smell like your perfume that night and smiled at the thought.
“Now that we’re all done with our work, you know what we should do?” He asked as he moved in closer.
“W-what should we do?” You stuttered now that he was right there.
“You know what I’ve been dying to do with you for a long, long time?” He asked.
“No. I mean, I don’t know. What?” You laughed nervously. Peter moved in even closer and right when you thought he was gonna kiss you, he reached over and grabbed his laptop back.
“I wanted to show you a real musical. Not this French miserable bull crap. Have you ever seen a little movie called Hair-“
“No. I’m not watching Hairspray with you again. You scream-sang every lyric last time and I couldn’t even hear it.” You cut him off and reached over home to take the laptop back. He pulled it away at the last second and you ended up on top of him. You looked into each others eyes and both froze in the positions you were in. Your faces were almost touching but neither of you tried to pull away. Your eyes were going back and forth between his lips and eyes and he was doing the same. Like magnets, you two started to lean towards each other but before your lips could connect, May opened the door.
“What did you guys want- oh! Sorry! I didn’t realize I would be interrupting something. My bad.” May smiled sheepishly and pretended to cover her eyes. Peter burned bright red as you quickly climbed off of him.
“May.” He said warningly.
“Sorry. But maybe lock the door next time. And use protection.”She whispered the last part before shutting the door.
“May!” He groaned and threw a pillow at the door. There was a long, awkward silence before you were even able to look at each other. When you finally did, you smiled awkwardly and kept your distance.
“That was so weird. What did she think we were doing?” You laughed nervously to break the silence.
“Psh. I know.” Peter scoffed. “She said she was interrupting but we weren’t even doing anything.”
“Yeah. What did she think? That we were gonna kiss or something?” You asked and laughed like it was the most ridiculous thing you could ever suggest.
“Us? Kissing? How silly. Imagine that.” Peter forced a laugh as well and looked to the side. The awkward silence returned and you struggled to look at each other.
“Do you think she made dinner?” Peter asked after a beat of silence.
“Let’s check.” You said and quickly got off the bed.
You didn’t discuss the almost kiss and went home shortly after. You couldn’t sleep that night because you couldn’t stop replaying the moment in your mind. No matter how much you wanted him to like you back, if Peter reciprocated your feelings, he would have kissed you.
Your pity party didn’t last long because on the subway the next day, you felt Peter put his earbud in your ear. You heard the Les Mis soundtrack playing in your ear and looked up in surprise. Peter was already filming you with a huge smile on his face.
“This guy 24601 should stop stealing bread and stick to singing. He has serious pipes.” Peter said.
“You listened to it?” You melted into a smile and held your hand over your heart.
“Yep. I stayed up all night watching lyric videos because I couldn’t understand what they were saying with their accents. It’s actually really good. I love Eponine. I just wish Marious wasn’t such an idiot. How does he not see that his best friend is clearly in love with him?” Peter asked with exasperation. You looked directly at the camera and hoped it picked up the irony before looking at Peter again.
“He’s not an idiot. He’s a romantic.” You sighed. “He doesn’t notice Eponine because he’s in love with Cosette. And course he is. She’s prettier and richer and has perfect hair. He doesn’t even see Eponine.”
“Good hair isn’t everything. Eponine is way better than Cosette.” Peter scoffed. “I’m team Eponine all the way.”
“Are you really?” You asked hopefully.
“Oh, for sure. I see why you like this stuff. These songs are awesome.” Peter said and put the other earbud in his ear. He then flipped the camera around to film the two of you sharing earbuds. As Heart Full Of Love played in your ears, you couldn’t help but longingly staring at Peter. The fact that he had stayed up late just to listen to something you suggested made you overcome with fondness for him. If he had done something like that, maybe he actually did feel the same.
“I forgot how good this album is. I haven’t listened in a while. I used to listen to it all the time back when you…” You stopped short when you realized you were about to say too much.
“When I what?” Peter wondered. You looked him in the eyes and decided that it was time to be honest. The song ended and a new, much louder one began to play in your ears.
“Back when you liked Liz. She was Cosette. I was Eponine. I was the one pining after a guy who never noticed me because he was in love with another girl. You were never mine to lose.” You admitted. Peter stared at you for a minute before pulling his earbud out.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t hear a word you just said. Master of the House is such a banger. What did you say?” He asked you.
“Never mind.” You smiled. “It wasn’t important.”
He smiled back before getting a text on his phone. You looked at his phone when you heard it buzz and realized he was still recording. In other words, he had just recorded you saying you liked him. Your eyes went wide but you only had a second to panic when you read the text he had gotten.
“Did Liz just text you?” You asked in a quiet voice. You felt like you were about to throw up. Years of crushing on a boy who liked another girl turned into months of pinning for your best friend and now turned into a rock in your stomach. Peter stopped recording the two of you to answer her text, which felt a little like a slap in the face.
“Oh, yeah. We’ve been talking lately.” He absentmindedly replied to you as he laughed at whatever she had written.
“You have?” You asked with a dry mouth.
“Yeah. She says Oregon is pretty cool. But she wants to come back and visit this summer to see everyone.” He told you.
“And see you?” You asked with a sad smile.
“I guess so.” He shrugged. “It would be nice to see her.”
“Yeah. Totally.” You said weakly. “So how long have you guys been talking?”
“I don’t know. A few weeks? She texted me a little while ago and we’ve been catching up.”
“That’s awesome.” You lied.
“I know. I didn’t think I’d ever hear from her again after she moved.”
“Neither did I.” You said through a forced smile. You needed to get off the subway and away from Peter before you started crying. So as soon as the subway doors opened, you bolted out.
“I gotta go. See you later.” You called to him before running through the subway station. You wiped tears as you went up the stairs and didn’t stop moving until you were in a bathroom stall at school. You gave yourself five minutes to be upset before drying your face and leaving the bathroom. It sucked, but it could have been worse. Now, Peter never had to know how you felt about it.
Peter was beyond confused by your exit on the subway but he wasn’t about to get any answers from you. You dodged his texts throughout the day and didn’t dare go into the lunchroom where you knew he and Ned would be.
“Y/n isn’t here yet?” Peter’s huffed as he sat down at your usual lunch table.
“Not yet. Actually, I haven’t seen your girlfriend all day.” Ned realized.
“She’s not my girlfriend.” Peter blushed. “And I’m pretty sure she’s avoiding me. She’s been so weird ever since this morning. Everything was fine on the subway until we got to school.”
“Well did anything happen on the subway that would weird her out? Oh no. Did you graze her boob with your hand again?”
“No. That was one time. And it was her boobs fault, not mine.” Peter whispered harshly. “We were just listening to music together and I was filming her like normal. But she could not get away from me faster once the doors opened. It was so weird.”
“Did you say anything weird to her? Girls don’t like it when you say weird things to them.”
“I know that. I didn’t say anything weird.” Peter replied as he pulled out his phone. He watched the video he had taken on the subway with no sound to see where he had gone wrong. All he saw was you looking at him with heart eyes which made his face heat up. But still, no evidence of where he messed up.
“I knew it. We were having a normal conversation about Les Mis and then I got a text from and then she ran. It makes no sense.”
“What was the text? Was it May saying something weird?”
“No. And stop saying weird. It doesn’t sound like a real word anymore.” Peter ordered. “And the text was just from Liz.”
“Oh shit.” Ned said when he heard this.
“What?” Peter wondered.
“Oh, Peter.” Ned sighed. “Peter, Peter, Peter.”
“What?” He asked again, annoyed now.
“Peter, Peter, Peter, Peter, Peter.”
“Are you gonna tell me what happened or just keep saying my name?”
“I can’t tell you. I’m sworn to secrecy. And I don’t want Y/n to put a hex on my family.” Ned said and held up his hands.
“Y/n swore you to secrecy? About what?”
“Can’t say.” Ned shrugged and zipped his lips.
“Does she not like Liz? And doesn’t want me to know?”
“Dude. Dude, dude, dude, dude. You are so close but so far.”
“So she does like Liz? Oh my God. Does she a crush on Liz? And she’s jealous that Liz texted me and not her?” Peter whispered with wide eyes.
“You’re getting colder.” Ned waved his hand. “I don’t even know how you got there.”
“That was all my guesses. Just tell me.” Peter whined.
“Hell no. I don’t want Y/n to curse my crops and make not grow for all of eternity.”
“You don’t have crops.” Peter pointed out.
“I could develop some.” Ned snapped.
“I just don’t understand what she would tell you something but not tell me. We’re best friends. She usually tells me everything.” Peter said right as his thumb accidentally hit the volume button on the video. Your confession to Peter on the subway was heard loud and clear by the two boys. Both of their jaws dropped as the video ended with you asked if Liz had just texted Peter.
“Well I wouldn’t have beaten around the bush like that if I knew you had video evidence of her saying she liked you right in your hands.” Ned sighed dramatically.
“I need to find her.” Peter said and ran out of the lunchroom. He looked around the school until he found you under the bleachers in the gym. You were sitting with your back against the wall and your knees drawn to your chest with your earbuds in your ears. When you saw Peter coming up to you, you quickly pulled them out.
“Hey.” He said and waved cautiously.
“Hey.” You smiled sadly as he sat beside you. You sat in silence for a minute as neither of you knew what to say.
“What’s going on with you? I haven’t seen you all day.” He started off. You looked at your hands to avoid making eye contact and sighed.
“Why didn’t you tell me you’ve been talking to Liz?” You asked quietly.
“I don’t know. I wasn’t hiding it. I just didn’t think it would interest you.”
“Well you have no idea how interesting I found it.” You laughed dryly. “What do you guys talk about anyway?”
“Well, she originally texted me to ask me to confirm I had an internship at Stark Industries because her boyfriend didn’t believe her when she told him she knew a guy who worked there. Apparently he’s been trying to get an internship there for years and he wanted to know how I landed mine. Then we just started catching up. I only talk to her here and there, though. And it’s only ever about school or work.”
“Oh. I thought you guys were talking talking.” You couldn’t help but smile a little when you heard the word “boyfriend.”
“No.” He shook his head. “Just regular talking. When you saw her text on my phone, she was telling me about her cat getting spaded. And I didn’t know what that meant so she had to tell me. I should’ve just googled it.”
You laughed softly at that and he did too. The tension was let out of the conversation and you could finally breathe again. When you stopped laughing, you finally looked in his eyes.
“Do you still have feelings for her?” You asked quietly.
“For her? No.” He laughed. “Those are long gone. I have feelings for someone else now.”
“Oh God. Don’t even tell me. I don’t want to know.” You groaned and buried your face in your hands. Peter looked at you for a minute until an idea came to him.
“Actually, uh, I came looking for you because I was just making another video. Wanna be in it?” Peter asked and took out his phone. You looked at him like he was crazy and could not believe he had just asked that during that moment.
“I’m not really in the mood right now, P.”
“Come on. I can’t make it without my muse.” He said and nudged you slightly. You couldn’t help but to smile at that and reluctantly nodded. He propped up his phone against the bleachers and pressed record.
“In a world where two best friends have no idea how to communicate despite spending way too much time together.” Peter said in a fake deep, gravely voice.
“Okay. Shade. That’s fine.”
“What will it take for them to admit they have feelings for each other?” He kept the voice as he looked at you.
“Wait, what?” You asked and looked at him with furrowed eyebrows. Peter smiled softly at you and shrugged a little.
“What’s it gonna take?” He asked again in his normal voice.
“I don’t understand.” You laughed nervously.
“I watched the video from before. From the subway. I heard what you said.” He admitted.
“Oh shit. You watched it?” You grimaced.
“Uh huh. So if you’re Eponine, I guess that makes me the idiot who didn’t realize his best friend was in love with him?”
“I guess so.” You said with a tight smile and still didn’t understand why he wanted to film this incredibly awkward conversation.
“You know, if I didn’t have a video of it, I never would have believed that you liked me.” Peter told you.
“You wouldn’t? Why not?”
“Because it doesn’t seem possible that the coolest girl I’ve ever met liked me.” He replied.
“You think I’m cool?” You asked skeptically.
“I think you’re the coolest. And you know, I watch the videos I take of you all the time. And half of them are just clips of you existing. So I do notice you. It just took me a second to catch up.” He told you. A smile tugged at your lips as you stared into his big brown eyes.
“You’re my best friend.” You told him. “I’m sorry I want more.”
“I’m not sorry.” He shrugged.
“You’re not?”
“I’m just sorry it took me so long to wake up and find that what I’ve been looking for has been here the whole time.” He said as he hooked his pinky under your chin and brought your face close to his.
“Wait, why does that sound so familiar?” You wondered.
“Don’t think about it too hard.” Peter whispered right before your lips touched. You kissed for the first time under the bleachers but it could have been in a palace for all you knew. The world disappeared around you as Peter slipped a hand behind your head to deepen the kiss. When you pulled away, you rested your foreheads together and laughed nervously together. It was a good nervous, a happy feeling of anticipation.
“Was that Taylor Swift?” You realized when you finally placed where you knew that like from.
“Shh. No.” He shook his head. “But yes, it was. You’re not the only one with good music taste.”
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