#girl group fanfic

[facefullofsadness]

Could you do a giselle dom pervy step sister(female reader) smut where they don’t like each other at first but ig giselle found a way to turn that hatred into them fucking in secret while their parents are in the house

ANONNNN!!! YOUR MIND!!!! I've been thinking ab this ask for WEEKS and I finally have time to write about it omg obsessed

content - stepcest, blackmail, smut (pervy!giselle, cunnilingus, fingering, face sitting, squirt, voyeurism/public(?) sex)

wc - 2739

a/n - catching up slowly but surely on asks, I have no school this week so imma try my best!

you never really warmed up to giselle.

you never really WANTED to ever warm up to her. she was mean, annoying, obnoxious, and greedy. I mean, how fucking self-centered do you have to be to make your baby stepsis call you by another name because she "doesn't deserve to call me by my real name" as giselle had said. what infuriated you was how pretty she was too. someone who was such a bitch shouldn't get the benefit of being attractive, especially since aeri knew and definitely used it to her advantage. whether it be to the people around her like friends, classmates, teachers, or even your parents, she finessed them like no one's business.

but she could never trick or fool you. you were a challenge to her, and it pissed her off not getting what she wanted. giselle HATED your guts. you were smart, sweet, cute, and generous, traits she simply was not. she hated how your guys' parents eyes' would light up in excitement when you came to them with an academic achievement, looking at you with admiration and love, eyes that would look at aeri with annoyance and disappointment.

aeri's not stupid, she knows why she's disliked, but she doesn't really care. it only really started to affect her seeing YOU be soooo liked by them. she simply hated you because you weren't easy, and you hated her because she saw everyone as easy. though, however much it upset you, it upset her to a degree you couldn't even imagine. she had to win the invisible game, and she was going to get her way with you, one way or another. so she devised a plan, which was to put simply, blackmail.

one day when you were gone at school, she set up a secret camera in your room facing your bed. she laid back on the living room couch in content, watching you come home from school, shooting each other a painfully fake greeting, before you ascended upstairs to your room. during nightfall, you would of course, fulfill your physical desires while everyone was asleep in the house, unaware of the recording device from across the room. and in the morning when you left, your wicked stepsis would sneak back in to retrieve the footage, playing it back and giggling to herself, knowing this would ruin you.

giselle's sweet baby stepsis, a sexual deviant during the after hours, shoving a huge dildo into her pussy to force multiple orgasms from her own body.

aeri was giddy with joy, now owning what single-handedly would win her the upper hand. the day continued as normal, but as you were about to go to sleep, there was a knock at your door. you rolled your eyes when you opened it to find a smug aeri, her phone in her hand with a play button over a still image of you in your room. your eyes shift between her and her phone confused before she pushes you inside and shutting the door behind her.

"what the fuck is that aeri?"

she huffs and sits comfortably at the end of your bed, "first of all, it's giselle to you, don't forget. second, how 'bout I show you?"

playing the video on max volume, your muffled moaning erupting from the small screen, watching a video of yourself masturbating. your ears ring and your cheeks flush, pouncing onto the older girl and trying to tear the phone away from her. your older stepsis is far stronger than you and easily you get overpowered, her hands pinning your wrists together and against the bed, her legs straddling either side of your lap.

with one large hand gripping your wrists together and the other hand hovering the still playing video against your face, she smirks, "what? shy? you weren't so shy last night when you were shamelessly fucking yourself, now were you? hm, y/n-ie? my sweet little sister?"

you grit your teeth and shake your head back and forth to deny the accusation, as if it weren't true. her dark chuckle fills your ears and the room, joined with the loud squelching of your pussy coming from the video. you feel tears start to well in your eyes and you plead with her.

"unnie, please... delete that!"

she coos at you, "awww sweetie, you think I'm that easy? not without a price, I won't."

you continue to plea in a desperate voice, "unnie please! I'll do anything! just please, delete it, or don't share it! anything you want!"

her lips curl into a sinister smirk that you can see even in the dark. you feel your heart drop to your stomach at the thought of what she must've suddenly imagined, immediately regretting your choice of words. before you could even consider opening your mouth to take back what you said, aeri drops the phone and covers your mouth.

"anything huh? will you behave for unnie and do anything I want?"

you debate shaking your head no, but when you hear a particularly loud moan come from the video playing next to your ear, you nod your head yes.

"good girl, you may be stubborn but you're not stupid. a little bit dumb for your choice of words though," she hums above you and trails the hand over your mouth downwards, dragging her long slim fingers across your sensitive body, jerking with every inch of contact she makes.

you whine as her fingers circle your hardening nipples and pinch them between her fingertips, giggling at how your body reacts to her touch.

"sensitive little baby, aren't you y/n-ie? fuck you're so cute, you shouldn't be so fucking cute."

aeri hated how much she was enjoying this almost as much as you did. she hated how cute her little sis was, writhing under her, eyes welling with tears in fear, body reacting to every subtle brush, thighs rubbing themselves together to suppress the ache at her core. and you hated it too, you hated that your older sister made you feel so fucking good, how her touch ignited flames in your stomach, how you panted into the air the more intimate her touch became, how you anticipated and needed more when you realized how disgusting this all was.

you both hated it, but you both couldn't get enough.

looking up into giselle's eyes at the same time she looked into yours, locking onto one another and gazing into lustfilled stares, the tension filling the air. the hatred boiled over and morphed into a new emotion, desire. a compromise emerged, and mentally, you both knew what it was. it all felt too good to want to stop, so you gave in.

leaning up and smashing your lips against aeri's, her immediately pushing back into you, pressing you down into your mattress. sloppy wet kisses loud and echoing through the room, both your moaning filling your ears and drowning out any possibility for moral dilemmas to pierce your mind. the hand pinning your wrists down, traveling up to hold your hand, interlacing her fingers through one and letting the other one go.

you let your free hand shoot into her hair, pulling her closer into you and shoving your tongue into her mouth, eliciting a whine to escape giselle's throat, accepting the intrusion. her other hand finds your thigh and brings it up, wrapping your leg around her waist and grinding her hips against your clothed core, making you both groan out into each other's mouths.

"fuck, you're good. why are you good?" she moans into your mouth.

"I'm not- a fucking- amateur." you pant out between kisses.

"yeah? then tell me, has anyone else made you feel this good?"

she questions, almost as a challenge, and you're scared to answer knowing it's just another piece of blackmail to hang over your head. you both already know the truth, obvious by your hips rutting back against her, your sweat dripping down your forehead, neck, and chest, your core aching with need, and your eyes blown to oblivion.

"fuck you," you answer instead.

she chuckles lowly again, the tone and vibration in your mouth when she does it making your pussy throb between your legs.

"not before I fuck you."

flipping you over and onto your hands and knees, tearing your shorts and panties off, throwing them to the ground. she wastes no time shoving your legs apart and licking along your leaking slit, making you moan out and bury your head into your pillows.

"you're so fucking sick, do you know that? being so wet and horny for your unnie like this, you disgusting little whore."

giselle says as if she's not soaked in her own clothes, nipples hard and hole clenching around air. she feels so powerful, so in control, and it feels so good to have you whining under her. sticking her tongue out and getting to work immediately, dragging her wet muscle greedily and swiftly against your pussy, drinking in all of your slick. muffling your moans into your pillows and clawing at your sheets hard enough to rip them.

her strong grip on both of your legs forcing you to keep them apart, slapping your ass every so often and making you scream out into the pillow. her tongue moves around your core so fucking good, alternating between sucking and flicking at your clit to thrusting and licking inside of your cunt, the sounds unbearably sinful and delightful to especially aeri's ears. she's drunk, on the taste and feel of your pussy, the way your body reacts, and the muffled cries being torn from your mouth.

she closes her eyes and relishes in your delicious juice swishing around her mouth, moaning into your pussy at how fucking good it feels to have you like this. her core aches and throbs so painfully, she clenches her thighs to hold it in. she lands another slap on your ass before shoving three fingers into you, already starting with an unforgivable pace, curling them and finding that spot in you easily. you scream and claw at the sheets, almost assuredly knowing your pillow wasn't muffling your cries anymore, not like either of you cared. aeri was going insane and felt herself becoming more and more addicted to you. addicted to ruining you, addicted to having power over you, addicted to owning you.

with the arch of your back and body stilling, you gush cum all over your stepsister's face, thighs trembling and chest heaving, moans slipping out of your mouth like a waterfall, your pussy mimicking the motions of one too. giselle drank all of it, everything, licking all over your leaking cunt and wiping her face of it too, sucking her fingers dry to not leave a single drop wasted.

she didn't even let you rest as she flipped you over onto your back, quickly stripping of her pajamas and lingerie, before climbing up to your face, her thighs resting on both sides of your head.

"use your tongue for something useful, pervy slut."

pfft, hypocrite.

she gives you no time to respond or think before shoving her fat pussy into your mouth which you immediately start to drag your tongue all over, coating it in her slick. your hands grip her juicy thighs and you dig your nails into them, her wincing above you and gripping the headboard with one hand, the other hand in her mouth to muffle her sounds.

you never rip your eyes away from her face for even a second, obsessed with how much sheer pleasure rests on giselle's face, her mouth biting down on her hand, her eyebrows furrowed in concentration, and eyes clamped shut. your nose hits her clit repeatedly with your tongue buried deep inside her cunt, flicking it to stimulate inside her tight walls. she tastes so fucking divine, cum directly entering your mouth and your spit drooling out the sides of your lips.

her hips quicken and she fully rests her weight on your face which makes you delighted, drinking her up and pulling her in, suffocating between her thighs. not that it mattered, you loved it. you couldn't breathe but you pushed through, thrusting your tongue in her and maneuvering her hips as her clit hit the tip of your nose.

"drink my squirt you little bitch, take it! don't waste a drop! fuck!"

she demands you as she cums in your mouth, her pussy squirting onto your tongue. her thighs shake in your hands and you close your eyes to avoid squirt getting in them. you feel like your drowning in the sheer amount of liquid coming from aeri's pussy, but you obey your sister, drinking everything that slides down your throat. she finally calms down and you tap on her thighs in a panic, literally not able to breathe. she laughs above you and stays there, watching color drain from your face before she lifts herself up, watching you cough and gasp for air.

"sick fuck," she says before smashing her lips against yours' and digging her tongue into your mouth again.

suddenly, she pulls away and gets dressed, picking up her phone and waving at you with that infuriating smirk on her face as she opens the door and leaves, "see you again, baby sis!"

and from then on that's when it started, fucking your step sister in secret. at first it was only at night, every night since the first time. then it progressed to whenever your parents were out of the house, fucking on the couch in the living room, on the kitchen island, in the shower, in each other's rooms. at some point, she started to get more flirty with you, her touches lingering for too long when she held your hips in the kitchen to move past you or sliding her hands up your shirt when she'd greet you with a hug when you came home from school, whispering an "I missed you" into your ear, her breath against it making a shiver go down your spine, which always drove you insane.

at some point though, giselle couldn't give less of a fuck if your parents were home or not, she just wanted to fuck you. your family would be having a movie night in the living room and you'd go to the kitchen to get more snacks, the older girl following you to "help." then she'd pin you to the kitchen counter and slip her fingers down your underwear, dipping them into your already wet pussy.

"really y/n-ie? you're fucking wet? were you eye fucking me all night that you couldn't help yourself get horny? let me help you with that baby."

she would whisper breathily into your ear before fingering you right then and there, you clutching the popcorn bag in your fingers and biting down on your lip, trying so hard not to moan and get caught, thankful the movie was loud enough.

or during a dinner party WITH YOUR RELATIVES, she would "accidentally" drop a spoon on the ground and go to retrieve it, only to separate your thighs and trail a long tortuous lick across your exposed pussy, aeri having demanded you to wear nothing under. you're suddenly gripping your utensils and coughing on the food in your mouth, acting like it went down your throat wrong. your sister climbing back up from under the table with a lost spoon and a smile.

and of course, she fingered you under the dining table that night too, your face red and physically incapable of eating for about twenty minutes, clutching her forearm as you came around her fingers in front of everyone. you had bit down on your lip so hard, blood had started dripping down your chin and onto your dress, excusing yourself to clean up. panting out of breath in your room and ripping the dress off of you, your sister following behind you and pinning you to your bed with a smirk.

"that was impressive baby, you were able to keep in all those delicious moans huh? well, don't you dare fucking keep them in now, they can't hear you from here, and we're not even close to finished."

smashing her lips against your blood stained ones, the taste of metal filling her mouth.

and while you're not sure if you're starting to like your sister or not, you definitely start getting used to it (maybe obsessed).

a/n - the other night when I was looking at this ask, I suddenly had the urge to write a "rich girl aeri x reader fic where they both fucking despise each other and are just rich bitches until one night they both break from all the sexual tension and fuck in the back of aeri's car" fic... I'll get to work-

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[moonhoures]

First Time For Everything

🕷️ kinktober — day 27: squirting 🕸️

pairing: soyeon (g-idle) + reader (afab/fem)

genre: non-idol!au, smut

warnings: 18+, minors do not interact, explicit smut, wlw relationship, oral (f receiving), fingering, squirting

word count: ~890

synopsis: your gf makes you squirt for the first time 💦

posted: october 31, 2023

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“Never?”

“Never.”

“Well now I just feel like you’re challenging me.”

Your girlfriend couldn’t believe it. You had never squirted before. She was in genuine disbelief at what she was hearing. Then again, she couldn’t believe you had only been with two other people before her. Honestly, she was shocked she bagged you in the first place. To her, you were a goddess—and she made sure to treat you like one. Now that she thought about it, she wondered why you hadn’t squirted with her yet.

“I didn’t even think it was a real thing. When I looked it up online they had discourses about if squirting was an actual liquid or just like . . . pee, or something.”

Your beautiful girlfriend laughed that candy sweet laugh that made your heart flutter, “No, it’s definitely real. I’m kinda bummed I haven’t made you do it yet. I feel like my skills are being doubted.”

“Maybe my body just can’t do it?” you wondered.

“Well, we could always find out,” you looked to her with wide eyes, but she simply smirked at you before pouncing on you with those irresistible lips of hers. After a moment of kissing her, you pulled away. Her roommate had just left not too long ago, and you weren’t sure when she would be back, “Wait, we shouldn’t. Miyeon could come back any minute.”

“She has work,” Soyeon retorted, already diving in to finish the hickey she had started on the side of your neck. You closed your eyes and groaned, and you felt her wicked grin against your skin. She knew exactly what she was doing to you.

Always the ever-determined woman she is, she had managed to get you right where she wanted you. You lied down on her bed, your head resting in the plush of her pillows as she left teasing kisses between your thighs. You made it a point to stare at the ceiling because if you looked down you would see your gorgeous girlfriend staring up at you with those tantalizing eyes that made you weak in the knees. But she loved when you made eye contact with her, so she got your attention the only ways she knew how.

“Oh my God!” you gasped out loud as you felt the sudden intrusion of her tongue deep between your folds. No prep or anything. Right down to business. Soyeon was making it very clear that she had an objective, and neither of you were moving on until she completed her little mission.

Her manicured fingernails dug into your thighs as they constricted around her head. They pulled them away so that she could continue to lick you with ardor, the familiar taste of your arousal on her tongue. Her nose bumped below your clit with every movement of her head. You felt like you could cum just from that.

“Just relax,” she cooed to you before sticking two of her fingers into her mouth to get them wet, “Let go for me.”

You nodded as you melted back against her bed, your fingers clutching onto the duvet underneath you as you felt her fingers enter you. Her fingers weren’t long, but you could tell she was thrusting them as deeply as she could. Over a few minutes, her pace quickened and she focused her fingertips on the spongey texture that lied deep within your walls. You were already soaking her fingers just from how wet you were, but she was aiming for so much more. So she set her target on that one spot and kept at it, hooking her fingers and thrusting them in and out. As she felt you pulsing around her, she leaned down and sucked your clit between her lips, sucking them in just the way she knew you liked. And as if the moment couldn’t get any better, she hummed, the vibrations sending you reeling.

It felt . . . different. This wasn’t the same as when you usually came. There was a slightly different feeling, like your body had become frozen as the pleasure coursed through you. Then you felt it—the liquid flooding between your thighs. Your eyes rolled and your back arched. Your fingers went to Soyeon’s head. You held her right in that spot until it all became too much. Then, you started pushing her away.

She came up from between your legs, a prideful smile on her lips as well as the glistening of your juices on her face. She wore it like a medal, not at all in a rush to wipe it away.

“You did it,” she praised you, caressing your leg, “How did it feel?”

“Good,” you replied, chest heaving from the deep breaths you took. You lifted yourself up onto your elbows. You suddenly became hyper aware of the fact that you—and a large spot on her sheets—were drenched, “I’m sorry for making a mess.”

“Shut up,” she rolled her eyes and playfully poked your forehead with her finger, making you fall back against her pillows, “You just made my ego so big. I couldn’t care less about these sheets.”

You bashfully smiled, “Oh no, that head of yours is already too big.”

“But I’m your big head,” she reminded you, hovering over you to tenderly kiss your lips.

“You are.”

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[panda-writes-kpop]

Itzy - Covering Their Faces In Lipstick/Kiss Marks

A/N: I'm so excited for today to end - I have three days off of class! (that I will spend doing homework... ANYWAYS) I hope everyone who is studying or working gets a break sometime in the next month or two because it's rough out here lol

TW: None, but it is a gender-neutral reader!

♡ Masterlist ♡

Super shy and blushy, especially when she looks into a mirror

Does she want you to stop? Absolutely not!

Doesn’t try to kiss you back, she’s too shocked to do anything but allow it to happen

Please help her clean up the marks, otherwise she’ll forget and the other girls will tease the shit out of her.

Absolutely loves it, please keep giving her all of your love and attention in the world!

Definitely pulls you closer when she realizes what’s going on

A little smirk sits on her face as you kiss her

Gives you a few lipstick marks of your own! Look, you’re matching now. ;)

Would remember to wipe up the marks, but she won’t say no to your help

Oh, you know she’s enjoying this with every atom in her body.

Shit-eating smirk on her face as she whispers sweet nothings into your ear

Unless you really manage to catch her by surprise, you can’t fluster her

Does not wipe the marks up, partly because she just wants to embarrass you further…

And partly because she likes seeing everyone shocked at the marks on her face

She’s ascended, she’s won the lottery, Chaeryeong.exe has stopped working permanently

No resistance, she’s all aboard the love and affection train

As long as you don’t mind her being a blushing, shy mess afterwards

Lord help the both of you if someone walks in, Chaeryeong’s soul will leave her body

She does remember to wipe up your kisses, but she accidentally leaves one or two that causes her to get teased

Again, you know she is loving every minute of this

You’ve also engaged yourself in a kissing war with Yuna

By the end, you’re both covered in a lot of lipstick

She’s laughing at the two of you before taking pictures of herself in the mirror

She will wipe it off before she goes out, but Yuna will jokingly show her members the photos, and they tease you about it when they see you next.

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[lciesdepravity]

Depraved Series

Tzuyu Arc Chapter 1-1: Destruction

It was another hectic day for Twice's Maknae, Chou Tzuyu. Her week was full of fashion shoots, radio interviews, and live stages that the only time she had for eating was the car rides in between gigs.

It was all part of the idol package though - she understood that. What she didnt understand was why JYPE couldn't plan it so that the members schedules would at least align with each other.

She rolled her eyes, annoyance seeping out as she ate the last roll of her kimbap. 'As usual, the company sucks in international promotions, specially here in the US. Ugh, why do I have to go do this interview alone?'

A few minutes pass, and their van stops in front of a huge mansion. Her manager hurriedly opens the car door for her, ushering her to the door in quick frantic steps.

"Mian Chewy-ah, I'm running a bit late, I still have to pick up Sana and Chaeyoung for their shoot. Ugh, why did JYPE send only 3 managers for you guys? They really suck at promoting you guys here huh?"

She could only look at the haggard manager in sympathy, as she beckons him to return to the car.

"Mian Oppa. You go on ahead, I'll be fine on my own here. I'll just text you when I'm done with the shoot, okay?"

The manager shot her an appreciative smile. "Always the angel... Thanks Chewy-ah! I'll be sure to pick you up with some snacks later. Have fun with the shoot kay? Fighting!"

She watched as her tired af manager drove the van away in record speed. 'Uwah, JYP owes the manager-nims some serious vacation time after this.'

She looks back at the huge door of the mansion and steels herself.

'Okay, Tzuyu. Fighting!'

She schools her features into the ideal idol look as she presses the doorbell. 

Ding Dong~ ><

A few seconds pass by, and she briefly considers pressing it again when suddenly, a muscular black man opens the door. She smiles innocently as she bows to greet him as best she can with her limited English skills. 

"Hello! I'm Chou Tzuyu, and I'm here for the interview! Its nice to meet you."

The man shot her with a confused look, but let her inside nonetheless. He took her to a huge white room with a black couch, several cameras set up all over the room.

"Please wait here Ms. I'll just go get Rico."

She couldn't really understand much, but she smiled nonetheless and took a seat on the black couch.

'Huh, they have a really plain studio. Just a black couch, a white backdrop and an office table. I hope they know how to speak Korean... Or Mandarin. Ugh dammit, JYP didn't even give us interpreters!' She looked around for a bit, before deciding to fiddle with her phone while waiting.

Meanwhile...

"Hey Rico! Did'ya sched filming today bro? Bitch downstairs says she here for an interview."

"Wha? Fuck no man, I told'em porno companies I'm on break!"

"Aight bet. The girl looks hella fine tho. Ain't like those used saggy pussies in the industry, so I let her wait in the set. I figure you wanna piece of that. Come downstairs and see for yourself man."

"Tsk, aight man, but if she ugly its on you fucker."

Tzuyu was fiddling around with her phone when suddenly, the man comes in with another black man, this time wearing a bath robe.

'Oh? Is this gonna be like Na-Mo-Sa unnies' interview? That looked fun, I cant wait!'

"Please, have a seat Ms." The man said in his deep voice as he took a seat in the office table in front of her. She bowed shyly before taking a seat.

Rico eyed the woman slowly up and down, subconsciously biting his lips as he did.

'Hot damn this woman fine as hell!'

From her sleek black hair, to her innocent doe like eyes, her luscious lips. Yeah, there's no one in the porn industry that can match her beauty alright.

His eyes traveled down to her chest, not too big, but not small either. They look ample, firm. The shape nicely outlined in that fit black crop top of hers.

He then caught sight of her waist perfectly slimmed down to compliment her shapely hips, where he spotted the most drool inducing thighs he'd ever laid eyes on.

'Holy fuckin shit... We just hit the jackpot.'

Instantly, his heart rate shot up, and his dick already reaching its full mast.

'Eaaazzyy boy... Don't wanna scare the girl this early.' 

He looked back at his partner, and gave a nod, the one only real bros would know the meaning, and so he left the two alone.

Then he turned to the beauty before him.

"Good Morning Miss. My name is Rico Strong and uhh my guy earlier says you're here for an interview. Could you go ahead and introduce yourself to us?"

Tzuyu was slightly puzzled at this. 'Aren't they supposed to know me already? Ah! Must be for the viewers. Okay, its starting already.' She put on her best smile and gathered her energy.

"Hi! My name is Tzuyu from Twice! Nice to meet you!" She gave a radiant smile, and a wave to the camera near him.

"Tzuyu huh? Well that's definitely a new name in the industry. I never heard of Twice production so you guys must be new in the biz. So uhh wattcha doin here in LA Ms. Tzuyu?"

'Fuck, I really hate that JYP didn't give me interpreters for this.' She nervously bit her lip as she shyly tried to eke out her answer in passable English.

"Uhm... Im here for, concert? Like sing and dance and perform. Sorry my English not too good yet." She smiled shyly. The man smiled back, giving her some form of confidence that he at least somewhat understood what she said.

"Ey, that's alright, you're doing fine. Your english was fine Ms. Tzuyu. Relax! Are you nervous?"

She giggled before shyly tucking her hair behind her ear and crossing her legs. "A bit yeah, but I'm excited as well! Ehehe."

As Tzuyu shifted uncomfortably in her seat, her eyes inadvertently drifted downward, settling beneath the desk where Rico's bathrobe concealed his lower half. Her gaze froze, her breath catching in her throat as she caught sight of the unmistakable bulge pressing against the fabric.

Oh my... What is that? Is that...?

Meanwhile, Rico's eyes were fixed on Tzuyu's crossed thighs and sleek heeled feet, subtly ogling her as she tried to maintain her composure and answer his questions.

"So, *ehem* Tzuyu, tell me, what do you think sets you apart from other models in the industry?"

Tzuyu's heart raced, her cheeks flushing with heat as she struggled to keep her thoughts in order, all the while sneaking glances at the bulge beneath the desk.

"Uh, well, um... I-I think, uh, my ability to, uh, d-dance well... and my, um, beauty... sets me apart."

'I-I shouldn't be looking... But it's so... distracting. Focus, Tzuyu, focus.'

With each passing moment, Rico's bulge seemed to swell beneath the bathrobe, stretching the fabric to its limit. Desperately trying to maintain her professionalism, Tzuyu forced herself to continue answering his questions, though her gaze remained fixated on his ever growing bulge.

"And have you ever considered exploring different genres of modeling? Perhaps something more... provocative?"

"Oh, um, w-well... I-I don't really... understand, but, um, I-I'm open to, uh, e-exploring new modeling gigs..."

Just then, the fabric of Rico's bathrobe came undone, no longer able to contain the monster beneath. With a sudden release, his cock slipped free from its confines, standing proudly erect and larger than anything Tzuyu had ever seen.

Her eyes widened in astonishment, her shock evident as she took in the sheer size of it—thick, veiny, and pulsating with power.

Oh my god... That's... enormous. It's bigger than anything I've ever had before. Even bigger than some of the unnies' toys. How is that even possible?

As Tzuyu's gaze remained transfixed on Rico's engorged cock, she failed to register the black bull rising from his seat and closing the distance between them. As he approached, Tzuyu's heartbeat quickened, her eyes widening in anticipation as she stared up at him with a mixture of awe and lust. She felt a bead of sweat trickle down her forehead as her mouth went dry, her body betraying her with each passing moment.

T-The interview... I-I should say something...

Her words freeze in her throat as Rico stood before her, his towering figure casting a shadow over her trembling form. She could feel the heat radiating from his body in waves, his dominating presence overwhelming her entire being. Mesmerized by the sheer magnitude of Rico's cock, Tzuyu found herself leaning forward involuntarily, her eyes locked on his big black throbbing cock as if drawn by an invisible force.

Oh god... What's happening to me? I-I can't... I can't look away. Like I'm under a spell...

Tzuyu's eyelids flutter as she succumbs to temptation. Without a second thought, she instinctively dropped to her knees before him; and with trembling hands, she reached out, her fingertips grazing the heated skin of his throbbing cock.

I-It's... I-I need to...

*Tsup*

As her puckered lips brush against the sensitive head of Rico's massive member, a low, primal groan escapes his lips, his cock twitching in response. The pulsing of his cock surprised the petite idol, and she had to move back to avoid it slapping against her face. 

W-Wow, That almost hit me...

Now up close and personal, her senses were assaulted by the intoxicating blend of his musk and arousal. She leaned in closer, kissing his engorged cock head once more before pressing her nose against the sides and taking a long, needy sniff.  

*Sniff* Mmmmmm~ I-I can't get enough... He smells so good...

Her entire body trembles as she exhales, her hot breath tickling him ever so slightly. With a beat, her lips grazes the sensitive head of Rico's massive member. As she meets his gaze, she sucks in her breath and slowly, tentatively, envelops the tip of his cock with her warm, wet mouth.

*Tsup* Ahmmmm~ Oh god... He's watching me. I can't look away.

She suckles on his cock head, eager to please. She could feel his intense gaze burning into her, making her even more nervous. The salty tang of his precum danced on her tongue, sending a  small jolt of pleasure coursing through her veins.

With each movement, she feels herself growing bolder, tongue swirling around the underside of his cock as she services him. She could feel him pulsating and twitching with every lick, with every suck.

*Tsup* Mmm~ Shlurp~ Ahhmmm~ Shlurp~ Shlurp~

The wet, slurping noises mingled with Rico's ragged breaths and low, guttural moans. With a determined flick of her tongue, she urges him deeper into her mouth, her lips stretching  wide to accommodate his massive girth.

I want more... I need more.

As Rico's cock slid further into her mouth, Tzuyu struggles to contain a moan of pleasure, the sensation of being stuffed with a mouth full of cock was addicting. She could feel him stretching her lips inch by inch, his girth pressing against the tight confines of her mouth, threatening to overwhelm her.

He's so fucking big... I can barely take him. Fuck... He's stretching me so wide.

The young idol persists, her determination matched only by her insatiable desire. Up until she finds herself struggling against her own body's instincts. With a small thrust of his hips, Rico's cock pressed against the back of her throat, triggering her gag reflex.

Shlurp~ Ahhmmm~ Ack - gulck!~

Despite the discomfort, Tzuyu refused to relent, her lips sealed tight around his big black cock as she fought to suppress the urge to pull away. Rico, sensing her struggle, placed a comforting hand on the back of her head, his touch both reassuring and commanding.

"You're doing so good, baby. Keep going."

Good... Baby... 

Her moist pussy dampens even more at the praise, his words messing with her head, making her feel dizzy.

But like the good girl she is, Tzuyu pushed herself to go deeper. Saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth as she bobbed her head up and down, slowly taking him deeper with each pass. With each movement, she could feel the spit bridge forming between them, connecting her mouth to his cock in a slick, wet embrace.

Obscene sounds echoed across the room as Tzuyu's throat bulges around his massive cock, her eyes watering with the effort to maintain her composure. 

"Mmmmpph~! Gulckgulck, -slurp~ gawk~ mmmph!~ *inhale*  shluurp~ gulck - Ahh~" 

A few coughs escapes her tiny form as she pulls back and takes deep labored breaths. She let his cock rest on her face in the meantime, and it covered her face from her forehead to her chin - and then some...

With trembling hands, she reaches out, her long slender fingers struggling to wrap around the base of his throbbing cock. Her tongue services his magnanimous balls in the meantime. It's so heavy, so full... full of cum - all for her. The spit she coated on his long black dick dripped onto her lashes, yet she couldn't care less.

Chou Tzuyu, the once innocent maknae of Twice, known for her grace and poise, finds herself panting like a bitch in heat, mouth full of cock, small drops of her own spit on her lashes and cheeks, her composed facade shattered by his big black cock.

Jeezus... His cock is fucking perfect...

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After a full minute of worshipping his balls, she feels Rico's hands firmly grip her head. Despite the language barrier, she knew exactly what it meant - what was coming next. With a mixture of anticipation and nervousness, she released her grip and braced herself. His voice was low and guttural, his words sending a shiver down Tzuyu's spine. 

"Open wide, baby. I'm gonna fuck that pretty face of yours."

Her beautiful doe eyes locks with his as she throws her head as far back as she could. Tzuyu opens wide, tongue sticking out as he slaps his cock on it a few times. Then, in one swift move, his grip on her head tightens, his hips surge forward, and the poor little idol gets her face fucked by the black bull. 

"Mmmmpph~! Gawk gawk gawk~ mmmph!~ *inhale* shluurp~ gulck - Ahh~"

Rico's hands guided her head. With each and every thrust, his cock plunges deeper and deeper into her mouth, stretching her throat and fucking it with reckless abandon. 

"That's it, take it all," he growled, his words punctuated by the wet slap of flesh against flesh.

F-Fuck... he's pounding me so hard. I'm not gonna be able to sing for awhile after this.

He used her face like a fucking cocksleeve, her nose hitting his pubes with each thrust. Occasionally, he parked his cock deep in her throat, cutting off her air supply and leaving her gasping for breath. Each time, she felt her chest constricting, a desperate need for air clawing at her insides.

I can't breathe... please, I need air.

"Yeah~ keep your pretty face down there. That's where you belong."

Tzuyu's hands slapped against Rico's thighs, a silent plea for mercy as she struggled to draw in even the smallest breath. Her vision blurred, spots dancing before her eyes as she fought against the overwhelming sensation of suffocation.

Rico's cock remained lodged in her throat, his grip unyielding as he pushed her to the brink of consciousness. He watched intently as her arms flail and slap, until eventually it goes limp, her eyes rolling back in her head.

I'm going to pass out... please, let me breathe.

"Yeaaaaaaa! Thats right. You dont need air, you need cock. Fucking take my big black dick!"

Just when she thought she couldn't take it any longer, Rico finally relented, withdrawing his cock and allowing her to gasp for air. Each breath was a precious gift, filling her lungs with sweet sweet relief as she struggled to cough and catch her breath.

T-Thank god... I thought I was going to pass out.

Feeling Tzuyu relax, Rico took a fistful of her hair and forced his cock back into her throat, cutting off her air supply once more. Tzuyu's eyes widened in panic as she felt the familiar sensation of suffocation, her body instinctively struggling against his grip.

Oh god, not again...

He continued this a few more times, sometimes even locking her in with his legs. Each time he took her to the brink, only releasing her when her eyes go white. Eventually though, he releases her, and she coughs up a storm. Her once sleek black hair now disheveled, and her chin was dripping with spit. Suddenly Rico pulls her up, stripping off her dress with practiced ease.

Tzuyu's body was too weak to resist, and her mind was too clouded with lust. She offered no resistance whatsoever as he positioned her inverted on the couch, her legs resting against the backrest and her head dangling over the edge.

His gaze lingered on the infamous Thighwanese legs and feet, and she felt a thrill of anticipation course through her as he leaned in closer. She could feel his breath hot against her skin as he inhales deeply, his nostrils flaring as he took in her scent.

He's smelling me... he likes the way I smell.

Tzuyu's heart raced as Rico's lips brushed against her legs, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through her body. She closed her eyes, surrendering herself fully to the sensations as he continued to worship her legs with near reverence.

"*Sniff* Mmmmm~, fuck baby, you smell so good. I've never seen legs this perfect before."

He turned his attention turned to Tzuyu's feet, which were now laid bare before him. She felt a pang of self-consciousness, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment at the thought of her sweaty feet. But Rico showed no hesitation as he leaned in, his tongue eagerly lapping at her heels.

Instictively, Tzuyu spread her toes, offering herself to him completely as he began to worship her feet with an insatiable hunger. She felt a rush of excitement as Rico's lips trailed over the delicate arches of her feet, his tongue caressing each toe with meticulous care.

Oh god, that tickles, but it also feels amazing.

Rico's lips closed around each toe in turn, sucking gently as he worshiped her with single-minded devotion. With each flick of his tongue against the flats of her feet, she felt herself growing wetter, her arousal building to a fever pitch as he explored her with unbridled passion. She curled her toes in pleasure, failing to stop the moan that escapes her mouth.

"You taste so good, baby. I could do this all day."

As Rico's attention shifted from Tzuyu's feet to her exposed and inverted body, a surge of anticipation coursed through her. Since she's suspended upside down, all the blood rushed to her head, and she felt utterly vulnerable and exposed.

What is he going to do to me like this?

Suddenly, his thick fat fingers teased her labia, sending several jolts of pleasure racing through Tzuyu's body. She gasped at the sensation, her hips instinctively bucking against his touch as he explored her with deliberate care.

"*Mmmmmmm~* Your pussy is so plump and wet, baby. It's begging to be fucked."

She feels him spit at her pussy, his fingers spreading the spit like lube. He pokes, he stretches, he opens her pussy lips. Her head was getting even more dizzy from the stimulation. Her pussy throbbed with need, glistening, shaved smooth and begging to be touched. It pulsed with anticipation, aching to be filled as pre-cum dribbled down her folds.

Her hips bucked impatiently against the air once more, needy, craving. Who was he to deny such a cute and pink pussy?

And so he indulges her. His thick fat fingers plunged into the young idol's dripping pussy; she couldn't help but let out a whimper of pleasure. 

Oh god, yes...

His touch was firm and demanding, his fingers stretching her to her limits as he explored every inch of her throbbing core. Tzuyu's moans filled the room, a chorus of ecstasy as Rico worked her over with expert precision.

"You like that, baby? You like how I'm fingering your sloppy little cunt?"

Tzuyu's body trembled with pleasure at his words, her pussy clenching around his fingers as she surrendered herself to his control. 

"Uhh~Uhh~Ooh~! Yes daddy~" God its been so long... F-fuuckk

He played with her sopping wet cunt expertly. Slapping it lightly at times, massaging the insides slowly. Sometimes, his thumb brushes against her clit, sending jolts to her body and making her gasp and twitch. He played her slowly, teasingly, up until his fingers curl and finds her weak spot.

She bucks her hips involuntarily as he hits her spot deep, and he smirks. With relentless fervor, the fucker hit her g spot again and again, curling his fingers as he exits. With each thrust, Tzuyu felt herself spiraling closer and closer to the edge, her moans growing louder with each passing moment.

F-fuck I'm going to cum.I'm going to cum so hard... Fuck fuck fuck

Out of nowhere, her pussy gushes like a fountain, squirting streams of her juices directly into Rico's waiting mouth. Wave after wave of pleasure washes over her, each climax more intense than the last. She could feel herself losing control, her body convulsing with pleasure as she screamed incoherently.

Amidst the pleasure however, there was something else. A sensation unlike anything she had ever felt before. Tzuyu felt a warm rush spreading through her, a feeling of release so intense it bordered on euphoria.

Oh my god, I can't stop... N-no, I-I'm peeing...

Despite her embarrassment, golden liquid streamed out of her and into Rico's waiting mouth. He eagerly drank in every drop of her essence, up until it weakened to a trickle.

"*Shlurp~ Aaahh~ Thanks for the meal. Hehe."

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As Tzuyu lay there, gasping for air and trembling from the intensity of her orgasm, she felt a strange sense of freedom wash over her. With her body still tingling with pleasure, she no longer cared about maintaining her pristine idol image. All that mattered was his big black cock.

Hah~ Hah~ I've never felt so alive...

Before she could fully register what was happening, she felt his strong arms lifting her, carrying her effortlessly up a set of stairs.

He tossed her unceremoniously onto a large soft bed, but before she could protest or resist, he silenced her with a single command.

"We're not done, bitch. I haven't even cum yet. "

He pulls her up, making her straddle him, causing a surge of apprehension pulsing through her. His cock, thick and long like her forearm, seemed daunting, a challenge she wasn't sure she could conquer. 

Fuck, he's going to annihilate me with that cock... I-I don't think I can take him in.

Rico's voice broke through her thoughts, his tone commanding. "Put those baby making hips of yours to good use and fuck yourself on my cock."

With an unsure nod and a shaky breath, she began to grind her hips against his, feeling the head of his cock teasing her entrance. Every time his cock head contacts her clit, a jolt of pleasure rings through her body.

With determination and a twinge of nervousness in her eyes, she lined up his cock on her pussy's entrance and, with a deep breath, slips his cock head past her outer walls. With every inch she descends, she could feel the thick girth of his member stretching her to her limits, threatening to tear her apart from the inside out.

Oh god, it's so big... I don't know if I can take it all...

Each moment was a battle of wills, a test of her resolve and her body's endurance. With a determined grit, she pressed on, inch by inch, her body trembling with the effort. Rico's cock filled her completely, stretching her walls beyond what she thought possible. Each movement sent waves of pleasure and pain rippling through her, a heady mix that left her gasping for breath.

But as she continued to lower herself onto him, she felt a sense of triumph wash over her. Slowly, she conquered the challenge before her, her body slowly adapting to the overwhelming size of his cock.

I'm doing it... I'm taking him all in...

With a final push, she impaled herself fully on his length, taking him deep inside her until she was filled to the brim. As Tzuyu looked down at the bulge in her womb, her eyes widened in both awe and trepidation. 

*Smack!*

Rico's hand came down on her ass with a sharp slap, the sound echoing in the room as he commanded her to move.

"Congratulations. Now show me what those hips can do, baby. Ride my cock like you mean it."

With a determined nod, Tzuyu planted her feet firmly on the bed, her hands gripping his chest for support as she began to move. Slowly at first, she rocked her hips back and forth, feeling the thick length of his cock sliding inside her.

I can do this... I can take him...

As she gained confidence, she picked up the pace, her hips growing more and more frenzied with each passing moment. Rico's cock filled her completely, stretching her to her limits as she fucked herself onto him with reckless abandon.

"PlokplokOoh~... Ahh~... Uhh f-fuck!~..."

With each bounce, she could feel the thick length of him sliding in and out of her, filling her completely with every stroke. Her perky tits jiggled with her every move, whilst her hips shook with a frantic urgency, driving herself onto him with an intensity that bordered on desperation. 

Oh god, it feels so good...

As Tzuyu's hips grew more erratic, she felt herself teetering on the edge of ecstasy. Rico's spanks landed on her ass repeatedly, igniting sparks of pleasure that danced along her skin.

*Smack!**Smack!**Smack!*

"That's it, baby, ride me like the little slut you are."

"Oh god...Daddy~ I'm... I'm close."

Her walls clenched around Rico's cock, milking him for all he was worth as she chased her peak. Just as she was about to cum, Rico suddenly took control. With a swift movement, he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her tightly against him as he took charge.

Tzuyu's moans turned into cries of ecstasy as Rico pounded into her pussy with relentless force. Her legs gave out beneath her, unable to support her weight as she was overwhelmed by the intensity of his thrusts. Each thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body, lifting her off the bed repeatedly with the sheer force of his movements.

"Ahhh!~Ahhh!~Ahhh!~Ahhh!~ Fuck Dadddyyyy!~ Im cummiiiiing!"

As her body convulsed with the force of her orgasm, her mouth hung open in a silent scream of ecstasy, her eyes squeezed shut in blissful surrender. He continued to pound her through her peak, prolonging her orgasm as long as he could.

As Tzuyu's high began to fade, she's left panting and exhausted against Rico's chest. She gasped, "Oh my god." She collapsed, totally spent.

Rico smirked, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "You're not done yet," he declared, hooking his arms under her legs and lifting her effortlessly off the bed.

Tzuyu's heart raced as he positioned her above him, guiding her onto his throbbing length. She moans as he fills her completely.

"Fuck," she breathed, her voice ragged and tired.

Rico's smirk widened as he began to move, dropping her pussy down to his big black cock. She clawed at his shoulders, her cries of pleasure mingling with his own groans.

"Mmph~ mmph~ You like that? Hngh~" Rico grunted, his grip on her tightening.

"Yes," Tzuyu gasped, her nails digging into his skin. "D-don't stop. P-Please."

With each drop onto Rico's cock, Tzuyu felt her pussy stretching around him, accommodating his girth with a delicious sensation of fullness. Her breath caught in her throat as her puckered ass stretched along with her pussy, gravity pulling her down his cock every time.

"Fuck," she gasped, her legs tensing, her toes pointed. She couldnt even speak. His hands gripped her ass as he impaled her again and again with relentless force. 

Her arms strained, threatening to give out as Rico pounded her mercilessly, his cock plunging deep inside her with every stroke. 

"Harder," she pleaded, her voice hoarse with need. "P-please fuck me harder daddy~"

Hearing her mewling pleas, Rico shifted their position, rotating her to face front before hooking his arms under Tzuyu's legs and locking his hands behind her neck.

The idol's eyes widened at the new position. She watched helplessly as he pounded into her, carried her like a ragdoll, impaling her once tight asian pussy over and over again with his big black cock.

"Uhhh~Uhhh~Ahhh~ god yes fuck me like that daddyyy~"

He used her like the fuckdoll that she is, pounding her till her head ached, till her sweat dripped down the floor, till his arms couldn't take anymore. Then, he tossed her back into the bed.

At this point, Tzuyu's breaths were deep and labored. Her hair stuck to her face, a sheen of sweat covered her entire body.

Rico pulled her towards him by her legs, the thighwanese too tired to care. 

"I'm not done with you yet, slut." 

His fingers intertwine with her toes, spreading her legs and pinning each leg on either side of her head. He lines up his big hard cock in her pussy and slams in, intent on breeding her. She feels his hard cock stretching her out as he pounds into her, making her moan and scream in pleasure.

"Ahn~! N-no! It's too good, Daddy!" Tzuyu cries out in Korean, her voice laced with pleasure and pain. Her ass and thighs ripple as she bounces on the bed from his powerful thrusts. "Please, fill me up! Fill up your little cum dump! More~ More~ Moreeee~!"

Rico grunts in response, his eyes locked onto Tzuyu's as he takes her in the mating press. 

"You like that, don't you, you little slut?" he growls, his fingers tightening around her toes. "You like feeling Daddy's big cock stretching you out?"

Tzuyu nods eagerly, her mouth open and drooling. "Yes, Daddy! I love it when you pound me like this! Nae~ More~ More~!" she cries out, her body shaking with every thrust.

As Rico continues to pound into Tzuyu, he commands her to play with her clit. "That's it, little cum dump," he growls. "Play with your clit while Daddy breeds you. I want to see you cumming all over my cock."

Tzuyu obeys, her fingers moving to her clit as she continues to bounce and moan beneath him. Her pussy squelches and queefs with each thrust, the pleasure building inside her until she can't take it anymore.

Her long, slender legs were quivering, her infamous thick thighs were trembling, her toes spread wide and curling as she rode out the intense waves of pleasure. 

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, I'm cumming fuuuuckkk!"

"Oh god, I can't take it, Daddy!" she cries out in Mandarin. "Fuck, I'm squirting! Daddy, I'm squirting! cummin~ cummin~ cumming~! Fuck, fuck, fuuuuck!" Her body convulses as she comes, her pussy gushing with her juices.

Finally, Rico reaches his climax again and fills Tzuyu up with his hot cum. She screams out in pleasure, her body collapsing, shaking and continuously cumming.

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Elsewhere

"What do you mean you took her to the wrong place and you dont remember where? Huh?!" The godly voice of Jihyo rang throughout their shared hotel rooms, Jeongyeon barely holding her back.

"I-I w-was i-in a rush a-and I was stressed out. T-the navi app was acting u-up a-and she isn't answering our c-calls. Im sorry Jihyo Im sorry~!"

*BANG!*

A loud crash burst out the doors as an infuriated Nayeon marches up to him.

"I'll only ask you this one time. Where. Did. You. Drop. Our. Baby. Off. Ill give you one hour to find the place before I take this matter into my own hands."

She storms off with the rest of the Twice members in tow, each one of them seeking comfort from each other.

"Yeonnie~ let's just hope and pray that she's fine." Sana says as she takes Nayeon close and hugs her tight. The members find solace in each other, and a string of sniffs and solemn cries could be heard throughout the room.

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Meanwhile

The casting couch mansion was filled with a different cry. 

Tzuyu was used like a sex toy and was loving every moment of it. She was sprawled eagle on the bed, already having lost count on how many times she's squirted at this point, her brain a thoroughly fucked out mess. Her eyes are permanently rolled back to her head, while her tongue was just out.

She was bred in different positions, doggy, prone bone, cowgirl, you name it all. Not a part of her body was spared of being caked with sweat and spit and cum, while her pussy was squirting over and over again, but she was so fucked out that she couldn't even react.

A thick gooey line of cum could be found dripping from her pussy down her legs and ass, and her legs and feet were shaking like crazy.

Rico wasn't spared from the consequences as well. He layed spent on the floor, drained and dehydrated, when a knock pierced his door.

*Knock Knock*

When it opened, It showed his buddies, Mandingo, Jamal, Isaiah and Jax with smiles on their faces. As the door closes once more, the last scene one could see, was the 4 men stripping off their bathrobes and turning on another camera, pointing it on Tzuyu once again.

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Twice Headcanons: How They Act When They’re Jealous!

Nayeon:

on the outside, she’s completely calm. she gives off such calculated control, you’d never even know she was jealous

however on the inside, she’s having a complete downward spiral

her jealousy just validates the insecurities she already has; that she’s not pretty enough, not smart enough, not cool enough… not good enough for you.

she’ll start overanalyzing everything about her personality until she’s drowning in her own self criticism

all of this introspection makes her grow distant, which is your ONLY sign that something is wrong

the only thing that will snap her out of this is if you sit her down to her and explain in vivid detail how much you love everything about her, and how no one could ever replace her 💞

Jeongyeon:

scarily quiet

doesn’t like feeling threatened, so she gets insecure whenever someone seems to be making you happier than her

will start digging for dirt on whoever seems to be interested in you, doing a full background check

“hey Y/N, did you know they flunked out of college? no? oh, i just heard that through the grape vine.”

gives you a cold glare every time you mention their name

will protectively place a hand on your lower back the whole time you’re out with them

it’s not that she doesn’t trust you, it’s them she doesn’t trust.

if she gets pushed hard enough, she won’t hesitate to call them out on it in front of everyone

“why don’t you find your own girlfriend/boyfriend/ partner instead of chasing after mine? it’s honestly really pathetic.”

Momo:

the opposite of jeongyeon, she’s loud and fiery about her jealousy

not afraid to make a scene whatsoever

it’s kind of hot honestly

won’t hesitate to publicly humiliate someone for coming onto you

“Oh, you thought they were interested in you? That’s cute. Why would they want you when they already have me?”

would get violent if anyone put their hands on you

“get your filthy hands off of them before i break every bone in them.”

will kiss you in public if it makes people stop staring at you, and will smirk at them from across the room afterwards to rub it in their face that she’s the one who gets to kiss you

you would never even think of trying to make her jealous, she would be far too terrifying 😭

Sana:

her? jealous? no, never. jealousy is barbaric and petty, something totally beneath her!

at least… that’s what she tells you

if it’s just some average person, she wouldn’t care and just brush it off

but if it’s someone she perceives as more successful than her, she’ll start getting insecure

she doesn’t like competition, so if someone manages to shake her, she turns a little sour 😙

very passive aggressive

“why don’t you go hang out with them, since you two are so close?”

however, she’s adorable when she’s jealous, and has the cutest little pout… you can’t stop yourself from grabbing her face and kissing her, which 9 times out of 10 makes her feel better

Jihyo:

she doesn’t get jealous very often, she trusts you a lot and knows you wouldn’t run off with someone else just because they showed interest in you

she doesn’t see other people in your life as competition, she’s secure in the fact that she’s the one you chose as your partner

she would pretty much only get upset if she felt that you were blatantly disrespecting your relationship by shamelessly flirting with others

she doesn’t like to be controlling, but there are times when she’ll tell you not to associate with certain people anymore because of how they don’t honor your relationship. it’s not an ultimatum, more of a test to see how much you really care about her

but that’s only in the worst case scenario. most of the time she’s very open about her feelings. she’s not afraid to be vulnerable with you :)

Dahyun:

she doesn’t get jealous too often, but when she does, it can be intense

she doesn’t like coming off as insecure so she tends to keep it to herself

if it starts getting to her, she might start mirroring your actions

you start hanging out with your friends more than her? she can do that too. you have friends of your preferred romantic gender? she has some of those too

it will either go two ways: one, you’ll feel hurt and realize how you’ve been making her feel, and then the behavior will stop on both ends

or two, you’re perfectly fine with what she’s doing, and she realizes her jealousy was silly and lets it go

after this, she would FINALLY feel secure enough to have a talk with you about spending more time together 😑

Mina:

turns into a completely different person

she’s highly competitive, and will immediately double down and turn their little game into a death match

if you don’t seem interested in the other person, she’ll go to extreme lengths to secure your love by making extravagant public displays of affection

that person needs to know that she loves you more than they ever could

however, if you decided to play with her heart and act interested in this person? you’ll surely regret it

she has a ph.d in revenge, and will make you 10x more jealous than you made her 💋

she hates feeling replaced or forgotten, so if you start making her feel that way, she’ll immediately try and flip it back on you before it sinks in.

Chaeyoung: 

she’s highly possessive in her relationships. you belong to her, and she belongs to you. that’s the agreement you both made when you made things exclusive

and she’s not likely to stay with someone who doesn’t honor that commitment, so if you think she’ll tolerate you flirting around and playing the field, she won’t 😬

however if you’re not actively trying to make her jealous, she’s way more calm in how she handles things

she won’t lash out on you, but rather explain to you that it bothers her how this person looks at you/ talks to you. that way, if you continue to let it happen, she can’t say she didn’t set clear boundaries with you 😗

Tzuyu:

probably the least jealous member tbh

has a mindset of “if they want to, they will.”

i.e, if you want to cheat on her, you will. then she’ll leave you and move on with her life 💁🏼‍♀️

but obviously you don’t want to, because HELLO you’re dating chou tzuyu???

for real though, she’s super confident in herself, so she doesn’t get threatened easily

if you ever did manage to make her jealous, she’d probably just tell you straight out

and you’d apologize profusely because you’re WHIPPED for this woman as you should be

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[floweryrkive]

with you ? always.

a huh yunjin drabble !

genre : fluff, a tad bit of angst.

pairing : idol!yunjin x non!idol! bodyguard!gn!reader, established (secret from everyone) relationship.

warnings : none that I can think of but lmk if I missed anything !

author's note : ah this was going thru my brain so bad that I ended up making another whole blog to upload gg fanfics 😭 the lack of yunjin fics at times is so sad :") anyways enjoy and lmk what you think !

word count : 2.2k

The arena was filled with loud cheering, bright lights and very, very many people yet the one who you wanted to see seemed to not be visible at all.

It was the end of another successful concert, the girls' final greetings having been done and the arena going dark to let them come backstage.

You'd been at the back as well, staring in awe at the way they performed more specifically at the way she did. You don't think you once even looked at anyone else, though you knew and appreciated how hard they all worked but she was, well for you at least, different.

You were head over heels in love with the woman, you'd literally go and pluck the stars from the night sky or go in the deepest of oceans to find the shiniest pearl if she even simply asked you for it.

Huh Yunjin.

And by some miracle you think, she loves you too. Not that you weren't someone who didn't deserve her. You had your own accomplishments which ultimately led you to working as her personal bodyguard.

Though you were pretty sure if someone told you ,a few months ago, that you'd be in a relationship with said woman, you'd probably have punched them for making such an awful joke.

You didn't get on the right foot. Her being stubborn and not wanting a bodyguard to follow her around even if she wants to go to a simple trip to the store while you were just trying to do your job.

She acted like a menace that time but that's a another story for another time.

For now, you just wanted to check up on her. And as though the universe favoured you for the first time in a while, but you do think it did favour you when you somehow ended up with her, you spot her making her way after all the other girls walked in.

Her hair was slightly tousled, sweat covering her forehead and her face all red from performing but you still find her the most beautiful woman you'd ever laid your eyes on.

She seemed to look around for someone, and a small grin made its way on your face, realising she might be looking for you.

Her stylists and the crew were already helping the girls out by giving them water bottles and towels, she seemed to promptly ignore them as she still searched around.

You shook your head when she declined a water bottle and moved your hand to grab one from the person passing them around.

Once you looked up, before you could even call her, she spotted you and maybe it was the lights in the room but her eyes seemed to brighten up even more than they usually were.

You gulped as you realised just how much you loved to see her look at you like that, thinking about what you'd do if it ever disappeared.

She sprinted across the room and stood in front of you. You had to tilt your head slightly down as she was shorter than you. You bit your lower lip to prevent a grin from forming on your face as you saw the same excitement glow on her face each time she seemed around you.

"Hi." She breathed out as a smile formed on her face and you couldn't control your own chuckle as you shook your head.

"Hello." You said with your hands behind your back still holding the water bottle. You looked around briefly, noticing how the busy crew was tending to other matters, leaving Yunjin to her since she didn't seem like she needed anything at the moment.

Well not anything they would be able to provide because what she really wanted was who stood in front of her.

"So what did you think of the performance?!" Her cheery voice brought your attention back to her as she put her hands to her side, clenching her fists as though she was nervous and excited. But also to control herself from throwing herself at you like she sometimes would.

Being the observer you were, you knew she was out of breath seeing her chest rise and fall in quick breaths so you put your hand in front, prompting her to take the water bottle.

"Drink some water first bab— Miss." You coughed out before the nickname slipped, her eyes blinking when she recalled where she was.

"R-right! Water! Yes, uhm thank you." She grabbed the bottle, trying to open it but her hands were sweaty and the condensation on the bottle seemed to have made it slippery too.

"Here." You grabbed her hand and took the bottle back, opening the cap, and handing it back to her.

"Thank you!" She smiled at you as she gulped down a sip, almost moaning in relief as the coolness calmed her throat and mind.

Checking your surroundings, you made sure no one was paying attention before you, leaned in closer to her, just a little forward to not seem suspicious but also only say something she could hear.

"Anything for you, baby." You whispered sweetly as though it was the most normal thing, and it was but not at that time.

You stood straight in time to see her choke, and your eyes widened reaching for her water bottle as you briefly went beside her to pat her on the back.

"Wh-what did you—" Once her coughing stopped, she looked at you while glaring but you could see her cheeks turn pink.

"What? I said nothing." You shrugged innocently, as you put your hands to your side now standing beside her.

"You-!"

"Unnie?" Eunchae came up in front of you, calling Yunjin who was flustered and glaring at you.

"We're going back to the hotel and probably planning to eat out, joining?" She eyes you two, in suspicion but you just looked blankly, looking away from them.

Yunjing thought about it for a second though, because what she really wanted was to spend her time with you now. She was exhausted and didn't feel like going out, just wanted you to hold her until her world was just the scent of your cologne and warm arms around her.

Sighing, she just nodded, trying not to look too disappointed by how her plans seemed to go differently.

"Yeah, yeah, fine." Her tone sounded off but Eunchae figured it was likely exhaustion.

"Alright we'll be in the van!" She happily smiled at you both to which you returned a small grin and Yunjin waved her hand.

"Come on, let's go, they're waiting." You told her as you looked towards the exit door.

"But I wanted to just…nevermind yes let's go!" She shook her head, not finishing her train of thoughts as she moved forward, you trailing behind her in slight confusion as to what her sentence was going to be.

And with that you followed her out to where the van was and greeted the others as you pulled open the door for her.

The night went smoothly after that, having been told you could go on your own after you dropped off the girls at the restaurant, being reassured you weren't needed because it was just below the hotel and there were the other bodyguards there too.

But it took everything in you to not go and hug her when you were saying your farewell for the day, the disappointment and sadness that glimmered before appearing again.

Why was it so hard to just spend time with you?

She was quick to cover it, her smile, the one that was definitely not genuine, on her face as she waved her goodbye to you. She didn't even mouth anything to you, like she usually would when you'd leave and you knew there was something up.

Being the best partner you thrived to be, you got back to the hotel, to your room, changed into comfy grey sweatpants and a sweatshirt while putting on another layer of a black jacket, put on your cap and went about.

It was difficult though. To find a flower shop open at this hour but lucky for you, there was one downtown that sat in a quiet corner. You made your way there and scanned the variety of flowers, the middle aged woman greeting you while you politely greeted her.

Finally settling for a combo of red and white tulips, you got a bouquet made and quickly made your way back to the hotel so as to not seem like some sort of creep. You'd hidden the flowers in a paper bag that the lady gave you and it was better to hide them that way.

Going back to your room, you made sure you looked decent enough, threw the paper bag on your bedside table and got out of your room.

Lucky for you, both yours and her room were near each other. The privilege of a personal bodyguard you suppose. She messaged you a few minutes ago that they were back and she was headed towards her room.

Her last message to you read,

'goodnight :( miss u <3'

It was only two minutes ago, so you doubt she'd be asleep as you stood in front of her door.

You looked down to prevent your face from being visible, scanning the hallway to make sure no else was there before you knocked on the door.

You could hear some shuffling and then it was quiet for a moment before you saw the doorknob turn.

Yunjin was very confused when she saw someone hiding behind a bouquet of flowers, her brain being a little slow in processing due to her exhaustion but also distraction.

You moved the flowers beside your face, her coming into view now before you grinned at her,

"Hi." She had to blink once, she blinked twice and her mouth fell agape.

"Firstly, these are for you. I don't think I told you about your performance, like you were incredible as always and I just felt like bringing you these to show you since I'm not really good with words and—oomph!" You yelped when she leaped forward and into your somewhat open arms. You quickly put one hand around her waist to stabilise her and yourself while holding the bouquet in the other.

Her head buried itself in the crook of your shoulders as her arms wrapped around your neck. She felt a low vibration from your chest indicating you laughing,

"Seems like my surprise is appreciated."

"Come on love, let's head inside yeah?" She just mumbled in agreement as you slowly walked inside. She moved backwards as you guided her by her waist, careful to not bump into the door.

Placing the bouquet near a table by the entrance, you kicked the door closed as you wrapped your moved your hand to close the lock.

Finally you wrapped your arm fully around her as you continued to stay standing, just in each other's embrace. "Honey, is everything fine? Tell me, is there something bothering you?"

"Just…just you. Missed you. Wanted you." She whispered to you so softly, it made you feel the kind of warmth you do when the sun touches your skin on a cold day. It wasn't too far off anyways considering she was your sun, the brightest star in the sky.

"Well you have me now, want to get more comfy love?" Your hand automatically reached for her head and gently caressed her soft hair. She hummed in both agreement and relief as her previous thoughts of not being able to see you went away.

All she knew in that moment was the smell of your homely cologne, the familiar musky sandalwood and the way you engulfed her form in your arms.

She didn't even realise you were both lying down on the bed until she looked up to see you staring back at her. "Good?" Your voice was low making it sound slightly deeper than usual. Just the tone she secretly loved.

There you both laid, your arms around her body and hers around your shoulders, legs somewhat tangled as she looked up at you and gently grinned.

She nodded as you moved your hand up to her cheek, thumb caressing it as you leaned down.

You kissed her forehead as she shut her eyes, you then moved to her right eye, softly pressing your lips and the same to the other. You pecked her nose before finally settling on a longer peck on the lips.

When you pulled back, she made a noise of protest, which had you giggling at her, "What?" You teasingly asked, "More." and before you could tease her more she moved her hand and grabbed you by your jacket collar, promptly pressing your lips against her soft ones.

It was slow and nothing more, allowing you to taste the strawberry lip gloss she'd put on, the one she knew was your favourite, just happy to be with each other after rarely being able to see each other. You smiled into the kiss as she pushed herself more into you.

With the need of oxygen, you both pulled away from each other, her eyes hazy while yours were similar, her cheeks being pinker than usual and you certainly felt your own burning up.

"Feeling better?" She bit her lip before leaning in to brush her nose against yours before whispering three words that made you grin in delight,

"With you? Always."

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feedback is always appreciated 💌

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#[ flowery.works ] #yunjin #le sserafim #le sserafim fic #yunjin fanfic #huh yunjin #yunjin x reader #huh jennifer #jennifer huh #huh yunjin x reader #le sserafim x reader #yunjin drabbles #le sserafim fluff #gg fics #gg imagines #gg fluff #girl group fanfic #girl group ff #x gender neutral reader #x female reader #x male reader #kpop gg

[ryuluvr]

ryujin itzy headcanons (nsfw/nsft) (wlw)

warnings: dom ryu, sub reader, mommy kink, fingering, riding, public sex, orgasm denial, slight humiliation, slight overstimulation, cursing, praise.

feel free to send me asks with thoughts and suggestions!

• she’s huge on ‘any time, any place’. you can always tell when she wants you because she always has a certain dark look in her eyes and its enough to make you physically weak at the knees. sofa, bed, bathroom, kitchen, she literally makes it her goal to switch it up every time to keep it interesting.

• she’s also into public sex. it started off pretty tame like fucking you in shop fitting rooms or in public bathrooms, covering your mouth to keep you quiet so you guys wouldnt get caught. but it quickly escalated, for example getting you to ride her thigh in a corner booth in a club, leaving wet sloppy kisses all over your neck making you whine as you grind against her. thank god the music drowns you out.

• she loves to talk you through it, praising you during your climax. “that’s it baby, let it out. you’re doing so well for me.” GODDDDD

• she also calls herself mommy in third person and lets out a breathy moan every time you call her that title yourself. “mommy’s got you baby.. did i tell you to stop?” it makes you die every time without fail omfg.

• she works you up in the most torturous ways imaginable, putting her hands all over your body as slow and as light as possible, smirking at you because she loves to watch you become desperate. she kisses and softly sucks at the skin on your neck as she gropes your breasts, her thumbs soon running across your nipples from over your clothes, just enough for you to feel it and writhe under her because “it isnt enough, mommy.”

• she ALWAYS asks you if you feel good, sometimes moving her hands away from your core with a smug look on her face straight after, simply to be a little mean. “mommy’s getting tired baby, can you fuck yourself on my fingers?” of course she isn’t tired, she’s only going to suddenly pump into you when you least expect it.. she just wants to watch you put on a show for her first like the obedient girl you are.

• she loves missionary over any other position because she adores watching you fall apart below her, gripping onto the sheets underneath or trying to cover your face with your arms or hands. she finds it adorable when you’re embarrassed and vulnerable.

• “what do you want, baby? where do you want to be touched? use your words, my pretty girl.” UGHHH

• she’s extremely cocky at times. if your phone rings she’ll continue pleasuring you and order you to take the call, but doesnt get mad if you end it suddenly due to it being too much for you. it only turns her on more that shes the one making you feel this good. she knows you wont even have the energy to call them back once she’s done with you anyways. LORDDD

• her speed increases every time you come, often pumping into you with two fingers as she sucks on your clit. she wont stop even after you finish just to watch you whine and shake because you’re overstimulated, and truthfully, it hurts. she’s not mean enough to continue though, its just for a few seconds.

• if you come on her fingers she’ll take them out and get you to taste yourself. “how does my baby girl taste? mm good, right?” feeling you suck on her fingers only makes her groan. she could easily climax just from watching you. most of the time she’ll kiss you straight after just to taste you once more on your own lips.

• she doesn’t want it all the time as shes more of a giver, but on occasion she’ll ask you to touch her too. “just like that. fuck, baby..” she talks you through it, encouraging you the entire time and guiding your hands where she secretly desperately needs them to get off. her moans are breathy and low, often throwing her head back and bucking up her hips, especially if you’re eating her out which is her favourite thing ever omfg.

• she constantly curses under her breath as if she cant handle the way you make her feel, as if every time is her first. she grips onto your hair and tugs it slightly without realising but you don’t mind. you wouldn’t dare keep her waiting so you make her come as fast and as intensely as you can, she loves that shit.

• she LOVES eye contact, especially when she forces you to maintain it. she will grip your hair or your chin to make sure your eyes cant leave hers. “good girl, look at me. eyes on mommy.”

lorddd i cant cope

#girl group #itzy smut #ryujin itzy #itzy ryujin #ryujinitzy #ryujin fanfic #ryujin imagines #itzy imagines #ryujin smut #ryujin nsft #itzy nsft #wlw nsft #wlw community #wlw ns/fw #lesbian #itzy headcanon #ryujin headcanon #headcanon #girl group imagines #girl group fanfic

[hotlink907]

request: breeding kink jennie, getting punished in public with remote vibrator. rewarded by being filled up multiple times

pairing: jennie x gp!reader

genre: pure smut

warnings: public play, public orgasm, unprotected sex, breeding kink

“Oh my god,” Jennie whispered as the two of you walked through the mall. You could see her struggling to control yourself, and it was turning you on quite a bit. You had to consciously prevent yourself from getting too hard. After all this, was supposed to be Jennie’s punishment.

You were able to control her, every step of the way. It was simple--she had a remote vibrator resting in her panties, applying however much stimulation you controlled it to.

That also meant that she needed to walk around in public without letting the rest of the world know that she was constantly teetering right on the edge of an orgasm. Which was a lot harder than it sounded, just because you knew all the best patterns for driving her crazy.

“How much longer?” she hissed, her voice jumping on the last word as you increased the intensity for just a moment.

“Until I don’t feel like it anymore,” you told her. That was the only answer she was going to get. Because this was her punishment for being a brat, again.

“I think I’m going to cum,” she whined as the two of you walked. You could tell that her legs were starting to shake. “Please...”

“You can handle it,” you said. “You want it, don’t you?”

“Yes... but...!”

You shook your head. “No complaining. If you take it like a good girl, I’ll reward you when we get home.”

She gripped your hand tightly. “I can’t last much longer, it’s so much!”

You shook her head off. “Walk in front of me.”

She looked at you with wide, surprised eyes. “W-what? Why? Why can’t I walk next to you?”

You smirked. “I thought that was obvious. It’s because I want to watch you have an orgasm in public.” And your finger twitched on your phone, turning the vibrations up again.

Jennie squeaked, unable to stop herself, but she could tell that you weren’t joking. So she quickened her pace and sped up, so that she was now walking in front of you by a decent amount, enough for you to really see how your punishment was affecting her.

She was walking slowly, her fists clenched, clearly so desperate to keep herself under control. But you knew that she wasn’t going to be able to last more than a few moments longer.

And there it was. You couldn’t hear her, but you new that she had just gasped to herself. Her knees locked, and she almost toppled over, but she steadied herself on a nearby pillar and remained standing.

You caught up to her a few seconds later to see her leaning on the pillar, panting hard, and little bit of sweat visible on her forehead as you powered the vibrator down. “Feeling better?” you asked her.

She nodded, her eyes wide.

“Good girl,” you said. “I hope you’re ready for your reward.”

---

You had decided on her reward before the two of you had even made it home. You didn’t tell her what it was, of course. Half the fun was the anticipation.

And it was going to be a real reward. Something that she was definitely going to love. And you were going to love giving it to her.

As soon as the two of you got home, Jennie starting pestering you about the reward. “I was so good!” she insisted. “I deserve it! And I want it right now!”

You lifted an eyebrow. “I thought we talked about your brattiness,” you said. “Do you need another punishment already?”

She shook her head quickly. “That’s right,” you said. “Because only good girls get rewarded. Now get naked and get ready for your present.”

You were pretty sure that she had never stripped that fast in her life. Her clothes were scattered all over the ground in mere moments. Meanwhile, you leisurely pulled off your clothes, placing them on the floor and finally revealing your rock hard erection.

Jennie looked at it hungrily. She opened her mouth, but you stopped her. “Oh no,” you said. “This is all for your greedy pussy. I’ve been saving it all up for you.”

Her mouth dropped open and you knew right then and there that the two of you were never going to make it to the bedroom. Jennie grabbed you and pulled you on top of her, right there in the middle of the floor. “Fuck me,” she demanded. “So hard, please, fill me up!”

You didn’t make her wait any longer, instead plunging deep inside her, deep enough to feel your balls press against her body. She gasped, unable to speak from the sudden rush of being filled. “That’s not all I’m going to be filling you up with,” you purred into her ear.

You had intentionally not let yourself cum for several days, just so that you could give her an extra large load. Or two. Or more.

You began to thrust into her, deep and hard, making each stroke count. She wanted your cum inside of her, you could feel her trying every tactic she knew to milk it out of you. What she didn’t know was that you weren’t going to be stopping with just one.

“Take me,” you growled into her ear. “All of me. Every inch.”

“Yes!” she cried out. “I need it! I need you! Cum for me, cum in me, fill me up!”

“God, yes, Jennie,” you managed to say as you felt the orgasm approaching. “Are you ready?”

“Give it to me!”

And you did--unloading, again and again, rope after rope of your cum deep inside her, completely buried in her pussy. She gasped in pleasure as she felt it filling her up, and she clung tighter to you as you remained inside her, even when you were finished.

“So... good...” she murmured, when you had finally finished.

“Was it?” you asked, your voice taking on a more dominant tone. “Good. I hope there’s more room inside you... because I’m going to fill you up again.”

“Oh my god,” Jennie breathed.

You hadn’t gone soft. Not with her perfect body against yours. And you knew you weren’t going to, not until you had filled her once, maybe twice more.

“By the time I’m done with you,” you promised, “you won’t be able to walk.”

Jennie couldn’t speak. She was just looking at you with pure lust all over her face.

“Are you ready?” you asked.

But you didn’t give her a chance to respond.

#jennie smut #jennie imagines #jennie fanfic #jennie x reader #blackpink fanfic #blackpink imagines #blackpink smut #blackpink x reader #kpop fanfic #kpop imagines #kpop smut #kpop x reader #girl group imagines #girl group smut #girl group x reader #girl group fanfic

[deliciousdeerling]

(G)I-dle Unleashed Desires

During a moment on a television series centered around hypnotism, Yuqi, a member of the successful K-Pop girl group (G)I-dle, receives an innocent piece of instruction that alters her perspective on life and her relationships with her fellow bandmates forever. As part of a storyline focused on self-discovery, she embarks on a journey to uncover hidden depths within herself and form deep connections with each member of the group.

Chapters

Ch 01 / Ch 02 / Ch 03 / Ch 04 / Ch 05 / Ch 06 / Ch 07?

#18+ content #kpop fanfic #kpop smut #gidle fanfic #girl group fanfic #yuqi fanfic #gidle smut #soyeon fanfic #Miyeon fanfic #gidle x gidle #saphic

[slowlydifferentbluebird]

"I need to know"

Dreamcatcher Yoohyeon X GN!Reader

Genre: Angst

Warning: the reader is an asshole, mention of sex

"Where have you been?", a voice has asked behind your shoulders. The time was firm and cold. You turned your head back just to meet the furious eyes of Yoohyeon. "Hi Yoohye-", your calm greeting was interrupted by her voice, hints of rage in her tone this time. "It's fucking 3 AM, where have you been?".

Being the manager of dreamcatcher was fun, maybe chaotic and difficult, but definitely fun the majority of the time. The girls were a bunch of crackheads, and you loved them for that reason. Sure, sometimes they were a bit... peculiar, but they were amazing people. In particular you had a very close friendship with Yoo, even if lately she has kinda been a pain in the ass.

"I don't think that really matters", you answered with nonchalance, shrugging your shoulders. "You're my fucking manager, I have to know where are you", she argumented, her fists clenching at your smug. She hated when you were such an asshole. You instead tilted your head, offering her your best smirk. "Ah, really? I thought I was your manager...and you best friend", you crossed your arm, without losing the smirk. "Another reason for me to know where the fuck you have been".

This last sentence was almost shouted, and the change of volume made you flinch, not out of fear, but of surprise. You were ready to piss her off a lot more with you answers, but a third voice joined the party.

"What is happening here? It's 3 AM, both of you should be sleeping in this moment", JiU said, barging in the room, her voice still sleepy, her arms hugging herself, already missing the warmth of her bed. "Sorry, if we have woke you up, JiU, but Yoohyeon is acting crazy as usual", you blurted out, clearly searching troubles.

"YOU PIECE OF SH-", only Jiu's hand stopped Yoohyeon by addressing you with the right name. "Enough, the others are sleeping, go in your room", the older girl ordered to her member, fighting her protests just by her gaze. JiU, was usually a very soft and kind leader, but there were times, like this one, where her words were the rules.

Yoohyeon just gave you a deathly gaze, before storming out of your room. "Thank you, JiU", you said, with an happy smile, but the girl didn't have the same expression. "Don't thank me, do better! For the others and for yourself", she suggested, patting your arm with a sad smile, before returning in her room, leaving you alone with your doubts.

~~~

A day passed and another night arrived. It was a busy day, but chill day luckily, especially because you interacted with everyone except Yoo. You could say that it was a cold war, but honestly for you it was more like peace for yourself. A peace that won't have longed much more.

An hand knocked on your half-open door and a familiar face with a lot of blue hair appeared at the doorstep. "Hey, can we talk...?", she asked, the strees clear in her voice. You looked at her for a couple of seconds, in silence, thinking about that proposal. "No, sorry, I'm kinda tired", you gave her an apologetic smile before going back to scroll tiktok.

You know that she needed to talk with you and that she had very good intentions, but you were simply not ready. You were sure that even the most pacific discussion between you two could turn into hell eventually. You characters just didn't match in that sense.

She bited her lips, trying her best to keep the calm, as her leader suggested her few hours before. "Please, baby, I...need to know", she said, emotions exploding between every words and that scene almost made you pity her. She was your bestfriend and you hated to see her so in pain. You regretted every second of the time you made that silly choice. The choice of having sex with her.

You and Yoohyeon have had chemistry since your first day of work as their manager. And over the years you really created a strong bond, and there was clearly something more than friendship in your plans. The problem was that she had this giant crush on you, and maybe even more, and you were attracted just by her body. So, during a night of cuddles with too much skinship you just made the step. You promised yourself that it was just a one night stand, nothing more, your friendship was more important than sex, but how could you say not to her, when she appears in your room at night wearing just her lingerie? So made that mistake again...and again...and again...till we reached this point.

"There's nothing to know, Yoo", you lied, trying to avoid her other pain, but you can't really lie to someone who knows you better than yourself. "There's a lot I want, no, I have to know", she said, finally moving from the door to your bed, standing in front of you. "I have to know what's happening to you, to us...and where you have fucking been the last night, and all the other times you just disappear", at this point this was an interrogation.

And you hated that. You hated when someone try to make you talk when you're not in the right mood and Yoo was doing that when she knew well that it was something that got your nerve. "Do you want to know? Well, I won't tell you a shit", you snapped, getting on your feet, facing her. But she didn't move, she standed her ground.

"Were you fucking other girls?". It was a whisper, a calm whisper, her voice so low that gave you goosebumps. Her face was a mirror of your emotions, and in the moment your brain was fucked up, so you just opened and closed the mouth without making a sound.

"Tell me truth: am I right?", she asked once again. Honestly you were tired of lying and hiding the truth, you were giving the worst of yourself. You just sighed and lowered your head, looking at the ground. That silence was more important than a thousands words.

That silence made Yoohyeon smile, than laugh, then cry. A desperate cry. She was shouting and weeping and sobbing. She started to hit you, unable to express her anger and sadness with her words. And honestly she didn't have words for you, how could you have done that right to her? How could you be the same person who made her feel in love and giggling like a kid at night?

You didn't move, you just stayed still, accepting her hits and shouts, until eventually the other girls came in the room to take her away. You don't know if you would be ever able to forget the heart-wrecking look she gave you before disappear in the hall.

That frame was the only thing that lingered in your mind until something really cold hit your cheek. You looked at your side, just to meet Dong placing an ice pack on your face, probably Yoo slapped you and you didn't even notice that. You gave her an apologetic look, murmuring a small "thank you", but she just caressed your back sweetly.

"That went bad", she commented, giving you the ice pack. "Yeah", you hummed, interwining your fingers with her. "Did she know...", she asked, worried. Considering the rumours and screams coming from the other room, you could talk freely. "Nope, she doesn't know anything about us", you reassured her. "Good, see you later. I'll wait you in my room", she said, before giving a kiss on the cheek and going to check on her friend.

Zazá

#kpop #kpop girls #dreamcatcher jiu #dreamcatcher imagines #dreamcatcher #dreamcatcher yoohyeon #dreamcatcher handong #dreamcatcher angst #yoohyeon #Yoohyeon angst #kpop angst #girl group fanfic #dreamcatcher fanfic

[facefullofsadness]

The world needs guitarist winter!! 🗣🗣🔥🔥🔥 (i die a little each time i see her with a guitar)

AGREE!!! everyday that has passed since 230225 winter playing guitar at synk hyper line in seoul for the first time has just been me trying to recover and seek guidance bc damn, she ruined my life and it's all I've been able to think about

content - rockstar guitarist!winter, best friend's sister!winter, dom!winter, includes txt members (beomgyu and yeonjun) and giselle, song references, smut (messy and wild sex, slight degradation, fingering, cunnilingus, strap-on usage, choking, breeding kink, quickies, squirting, vibrator usage, semi-public sex/voyeurism)

wc - 3122

a/n - a loaded one since it's been a while. I had sm fun writing this in general, but especially a certain part (I think u'll be able to tell when u get there), I was laughing my ass off so fking hard. also I just got a haircut that's very wolf-cut-y so it helped a whole bunch to get into writing this lol, committed to the bit!

winter's a damn good guitarist.

she's fuckinggg hotttt too when she plays and she knows it. watched a vid of her recently doing her guitar solo during girls and after the final riff she smirked at the camera and I LITERALLY COMBUSTED DEAR LORD.

anyway, I imagine her in a rock band, one with beomgyu, and they're both just the hot, wolf-cut, dark emo guitarists. you're the lead singer and front man of the band and were the reason the band formed in the first place. you were besties with beomgyu and you two wrote and composed music from time to time, always having the idea of a band as a passion project at the back of your minds.

eventually, gyu recruited his sister, minjeong. the three of you worked together diligently, recruiting yeonjun as a drummer who knew and dragged along aeri as a bassist. it was truly a dream come true, getting to pursue what you're passionate about the most with your best friend and a group of people just as enthusiastic as you were.

though, it was hard to focus with such a pretty girl like kim minjeong breathing down your neck at all times. you, beomgyu, and minjeong would primarily work together on music, usually going from the afternoon until after midnight hours. while minjeong was only a few months older than your best friend, she'd boss him around and push him to go home, saying it was late and that their mom needed to see at least one of them to know they were okay. he'd groan and complain about it, especially since you and him were the main collaborators for songs and were the best when you were together, but she'd always promise to take good care of you, whatever that meant (huehuehue).

beomgyu cares more about you as a little sister than he does his own sister so when he gets confirmation that she'll take care of you, he accepts it and goes home early, leaving you and minjeong in the studio alone. you bite your lip as you watch the door close, your friend leaving you behind with her.

"just you and me now, huh pretty?" the girl leans into you on the couch.

you shift uncomfortably at the close proximity and try to subtly scooch away, "uh yeah, I guess so... we should try to finish this arrangement before we get out of here."

you try your best to compose yourself and act professional, hearing minjeong's deep chuckle next to you, "alright then."

actually getting work done and writing some lyrics alongside figuring out the instrumental arrangement with minjeong since she's the other guitarist, besides beomgyu (also bc he left). you tell her that you get frustrated with the fact you're not that good at playing, her having asked why you don't just make the arrangements yourself. and so, she decides to teach you! well, "teach you."

placing her acoustic Silvertone on your lap and crawling up slowly behind you, her warm body pressed up against your back, the brush of her lips against your ear making you shiver. she brings her arms over and places her hands over yours, guiding them around the strings and assisting with the chords.

she whispers deep and raspy into your ear various instructions, "if you cover this entire fret and press down on these strings, you'll get the F Barre chord. it's a little difficult but nothing you can't manage, right princess?"

"the placement kinda hurts..." you complain, feeling the burn of the metal strings against your skin.

"it'll be a little painful when you start, but with practice you'll get better. you have to press down harder than that though," her pressing your fingers down harder against the nylon strings.

whining softly at the pain, making her lips come closer to your ear, "come on baby, you can do it, a little pain goes a long way. I know you can handle it."

a chill runs down your spine at her words, proceeding to repeatedly attempt to strum the chord correctly until the sound was full.

"good girl, it wasn't that bad right?" you turn to face her, her lips just centimeters away from yours.

your breath picks up at her proximity and a smirk tugs at her lips, moving her face into your neck and hotly sighing against it.

"how badly do you want it, hm? how badly do you want me to fuck you like a rockstar?"

your grip on her guitar tightens as her mouth trails around your neck, gasping when you feel her tongue drag across slowly.

"what do you think you're doing?"

"nothing you don't want me to already, sweetheart."

you lean into her touch, moving your hand away from the body of the guitar to lace your fingers through her soft wolf-cut hair, pulling her head in further into your neck, now placing wet kisses against the skin.

you suddenly shoot your eyes open at the realization of what you two are doing and stutter, "I-I don't think we should be doing th-this... we need to finish the arrangement... and also, y-your brother, what will h-he think?"

you stumble over your words as minjeong just hums in response to, continuing to leave sloppy marks across your neck, feeling her make hickeys on parts of your skin that wouldn't be noticeable.

"we have all the time in the world to finish the song. but what about gyu? did you want him instead then?" she asks, almost threateningly, challenging you to say yes.

in response, you whimper and pull her head in further towards your neck, practically begging her not to go away.

"don't you feel ashamed letting your best friend's sister do this to you? or are you just a slut?"

you don't answer, only shut your eyes and bite your lip. minjeong doesn't like that, resulting in her hand to pull you by the hair backwards, head facing the ceiling. your eyes shot open at the contact and you see her blown pupils staring into yours.

her voice comes out low and dark, "answer me whore. tell me what you are, I wanna hear you say it."

you gulp down a lump in your throat, debating if you should listen to her or to your morals. all sense jumps out the window when she sexily raises her eyebrow at you, an expectant expression sitting on her aroused face.

fuck it whatever, she's too fucking hot, "I'm your slut, minjeong, all yours."

finishing the arrangement? what a joke! she has your legs spread wide open on the soundboard, skillful fingers pumping in and out of your squelching cunt, your head thrown back, moaning into the hot air of the studio. her one hand plunging deep into your pussy while the other one is wrapped around your waist, holding you close, keeping your thighs propped open with her body. and she's just watching you, her mouth slightly open and lips a deep dark plump red, her messy hair tousled, bangs sticking to her sweaty forehead. she loves watching how your face contorts in response to her digits curling to hit that delicious spot in your hole, hitting it repeatedly, her palm slapping against your clit with every quick thrust of her hand. the sounds of your croaky moans, wet and clenching pussy, and her heavy breathing fill the sound-proof room, the thought of productivity not even grazing either of your minds.

the pleasure built so much, you felt that knot in your stomach tighten. minjeong quickened her pace as she felt your legs start to shake around her, sensing how close you were to cumming. it was all too much and you suddenly orgasmed, crying out moans with every wave of delight that surged through your body, thighs trembling, eyes rolled back and mouth hung open, your hands gripping her shoulders for dear life. she intently watched with a lustful stare at every expression your face made while you came, memorizing how good you looked when she fucked you. pulling her fingers out and collecting every drop of cum you leaked onto her hand and wrist, licking it clean until a thin sheet of her saliva remained.

"open your fucking mouth and stick your tongue out," she demanded with a deep voice.

you obeyed and gagged, feeling her tongue shove itself down your throat, forcefully swallowing her saliva and your cum. drool seeped out the sides of your lips as she continued her onslaught in your mouth, feeling her clothed hips grind against your sensitive clit, moans slipping out of your throat in the form of gags.

she'd pull away suddenly, tongue exiting your mouth with a wet slurping noise, making you cough. "you. are. mine. remember that."

she'd remind you, running her damp fingers through her hair.

these late night escapades continued to occur with every single long session held in the studio (she definitely recorded some audios of you guys fucking for sureeee). the creative part of you wanted beomgyu to stay and help with the music, but the sinful part of you so desperately wanted him to leave as soon as possible to have his sister all to yourself. your best friend never caught on to you and minjeong, but oh, yeonjun and aeri caught on like THAT. the tension between you two was so palpable, the two older members would side eye you during practices and giggle to each other, watching the two of you eye fuck from across the room.

eventually, the band's popularity would build and proceed to skyrocket, leading to your guys' first tour. tour meant performing together, traveling together, being with each other, and ultimately, tour meant being with minjeong. and so when management would get 3 hotel rooms for you all, 1 for the boys, 1 for the girls, and well, 1 for aeri being the sleeping beauty she is, rooming with minjeong meant a few things. practicing together, writing and composing together, and sleeping together (for the girls in the back, SEX).

throwing you onto the bed as soon as you reach your hotel room, tearing your clothes off and pinning you down, sloppily kissing each other. she'd prep you by eating you out, sticking her wet muscle inside of your leaking core, caressing your walls and flicking against your g-spot. you bit down hard on the pillow, muffling your moans as her thumb covered in her saliva rubbed against your throbbing clit. her pulling away right before you came and putting on a strap-on she brought on tour (for you of course!), wasting no time in thrusting it into you.

the pillow probably did nothing to silence your screams as she mercilessly fucked you into the mattress, hand pressing down on your lower stomach to feel her cock pumping in and out of you, the tip of her dick hitting your cervix again and again, her thumb still stimulating your clit. minjeong had your back arching, your hands flew everywhere, trying to grip onto anything to ground yourself, but nothing was enough, even as you screamed and bit down on your pillow. your eyes watered and your vision blurred as she rammed into you, the dark-haired girl moving her hands to wrap around your neck, choking you, gradually adding pressure with every rough thrust. her pants eventually became moans too, loving the feeling of the side of her strap hitting that delicious spot inside of her too, slapping her clit against yours as she bottomed out in you.

"I'm gonna fucking cum in you y/n, I'm gonna knock you up, fill you up until you're leaking both of us," minjeong growls above you, lowering her face to level with yours.

you feel tears fall down the sides of your face and your throat sore from another scream ripped out of you as well as her hands around your neck as she throws the pillow in your mouth onto the floor, attaching her mouth to yours instead. you cry onto her tongue as you orgasm against her strap, toes curling and legs wrapped around her waist, nails digging into minjeong's shoulders, cum gushing out of you as you feel her cock shoot fake ropes of white liquid into you, filling you up. you feel her shake in your arms too as she cums, her pleasure leaking out onto your thighs, soaking the bedsheets. she collapses on top of you, both of you desperately gasping for air, her dick still inside of you, keeping the fake cum from leaking out.

"good thing we have another bed."

of course being on tour also meant fucking in the green room before a performance. having done interviews all morning, having a concert for the tour tonight, minjeong was so mean! she had you wear a vibrator the entire day! it would be on the lowest setting up until the interviewer would ask you a question. she would turn up the intensity and you would squirm as you tried to answer, gripping your ripped jeans, almost causing another tear. and so when you two were left alone in the green room for just a minute, she took you right then and there, your legs wide open on the sofa, her mouth stimulating your clit while she increased the vibrator's setting to max, thrusting it in and out of you.

you were screaming in pleasure, all the built up tension in your stomach finally being relieved with each pump of the sex toy in your pussy. you clutched onto her leather jacket for dear life as you came all over her face, squirting everywhere. she licked as much as she could and you both worked quickly to clean before anyone came back. your members, staff, and the fans would notice you limping around on stage that night, winter with an especially evil smirk resting on her face.

being on tour also meant getting fingered in the bathroom backstage. it's literally 10 minutes to showtime, but minjeong NEEDED to fuck you now! her calloused fingers pumping in and out of you while you reciprocated fingering her too. both of your skirts hiked up and panties pushed to the side (no safety shorts? idk this is fiction, ignore it!), moaning desperately into each others mouths as you messily and sloppily made out against the bathroom stall door. curling your fingers at the same time, biting down on her lip while her fingernails dug into your thigh at the feeling. rolling your hips against her palm to stimulate your clit, her repeating the motion and pinning you harder to the door so that your bodies were flush against one another.

screaming into each other's mouths as you came at the same time, cum dripping down your wrist. quickly cleaning one another up (with your tongues, yup) and running to your places since there was literally THIRTY SECONDS to showtime! beomgyu confusedly looking at you two in frustration, asking where you guys had been, yeonjun and aeri rolling their eyes laughing, still lowkey irritated that you guys were LITERALLY FUCKING instead of getting ready to perform smh. everyone definitely noticed the redness in both of your cheeks. winter had fingered you with her calloused hand, the dampness making it more difficult to play the chords during that show, the band noticing the change in effectivity too (how technical!).

at some point, the fans would notice the tension between you two. who wouldn't ship the lead singer with the guitarist in a band anyway right? especially when it's the hot dark wolf-cut emo guitarist winter and the stunning pretty charismatic lead singer. but of course that wasn't the only reason, you guys were soooo obvious. you're singing the flirty and seductive lyrics towards her, minjeong returning a smirk back at you and sticking her tongue out while she fingerpicks her guitar, raising her eyebrows when she does. trailing your fingertips over her bare skin in skimpy outfits they'd put her in onstage, singing the lyrics into her ears.

or literally just flat out fucking saying it. like having those soundcheck Q&As where fans would ask you questions like "if you were to date one of the members, who would you date?"

answering each other's names at the same time, causing everyone to laugh in the audience, beomgyu gagging, and yeonjun and aeri holding back laughter. minjeong following up by saying something like "I mean, it's not like it hasn't happened before." LIKE WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?

or when you and winter are in an interview and they ask what the inspiration was behind a particular song, let's say a more sexy song, and she responds first, "well, every song that we've written has influences from our own personal experiences."

the interviewer would be like, "so then is it true when you sing quote 'I might fuck your friend, I made my mind up'?"

you blush profusely and winter just dies laughing, "I'll let you guys decide that one."

"y/n, you wrote "we go for hours and it's still good" correct?" the interviewer continues.

"yes yes but the details don't really matter do they?" you nervously laugh while minjeong drills holes into the side of your head, staring at you with a playful and sinister smirk on the side.

my favorite headcanon to think about is online discourse regarding you and minjeong. your guys' new mv dropped for your latest single and there are a bunch of scenes with you and winter acting like an angsty couple in the rain, making up in the end by having an alluded to sex scene (lmao, wild if this actually would ever happen).

I just imagine twt going INSANEEE.

slut4winter: DID Y/N AND WINTER FUCK AT THE END OF THE VIDEO?!?!?

y/nonechancepls: i literally cannot defend minjeong and y/n anymore...

beomgyuswolfcut: bro, winter fr cucked her brother from y/n 😭😭

aerifuckinguchinaga: win-y/n's chemistry is a lil too real yall 💀

drumjunyeonjun: not them saying it was their fav scene to film, the closet is made out of AIR, IM SICK OF U F WORDS !!!

and of course, despite all of this, your dear bestie and minjeong's brother doesn't catch on. at times, beomgyu will be all what the fuck is going on when you two say something that has double entendre or has some sort of underlying meaning.

yeonjun usually just pats him on the back while laughing, "oh my friend, never change, never change."

aeri being such a nosy friend LOVES hearing you rant about it, chin propped up on her fist, leaning forward against the table, a cheeky grin on her face. with every spicy detail, she's always just like, "girllll, you're insane and wild, but good for you!"

a/n - like rq, through a guitarist pov, winter is so attractively good at guitar it pisses me off. also headcanon songs this band would make are like wdywfm by the neighbourhood, sex by the 1975, do I wanna know by arctic monkeys, and slow down by chase atlantic. incredibly self indulgent hc and WHAT ABOUT IT!!

#ffos reqs #aespa #winter #aespa winter #kim minjeong #minjeong #aespa fanfic #aespa smut #aespa x reader #winter fanfic #winter x reader #winter smut #girl group #girl group fanfic #girl group smut #kpop gg #fanfiction #kpop #karina #giselle #ningning #txt #yeonjun #beomgyu

[chaerybae]

take a picture now – shin yuna of itzy 𓆩❤𓆪

synopsis: after you requested a room change, you were put in the last available dorm. just one problem... you can't figure out your new roommate. does she want to be close to you? or does she want to vaporize you on the spot?

cast: yuna, ryujin of itzy, haewon of nmixx, lily of nmixx

genre: roommates, enemies to friends to lovers, fluff, college au

wc: 2.9k || warnings: cursing, eating/food, yuna is just a little mean

a/n: this is my first fic here! feedback is welcome :D also might make a part 2 more about the photos later. lmk if you’d read that!

“Are you sure this is the right room?”

“I’m sure, Lily. Do you think Seungmin would mark the wrong dorm?”

“Ye-”

“Oh, just come on!”

You and Lily were bringing your belongings into a new dorm, part of your escape from Ryujin, your former roommate who just had to bring her pet spiders to college with her. Now don’t be mistaken, you love Ryujin, after all, she persuaded Yuna to let you move in with her. Although, it’s not like Yuna had much of a choice.

Yuna had been given a two-person dorm, even though she wasn’t assigned a roommate. Seungmin, the ra, had told Yuna someone might move into her dorm last minute, but she was willing to take the dorm for the luxurious possibility of solo living. After hearing about your predicament from both Ryujin and Seungmin, she had two choices: let you become her roommate or get rid of Ryujin’s tarantulas. And it’s not like the latter would happen anytime soon.

At midnight, your best friends had finally gone back to their own dorms. Only five minutes later, Yuna herself arrived, probably coming from hanging out with her own friends, it was a Friday after all. She looked perfect, like she had just come back from the salon. Although if you looked closer, you would have seen the exhaustion in her eyes.

“Hi, Yuna! I’m your new roommate. Ryujin probably told you about me alre-”

She had walked straight to her room and closed the door before you could even finish speaking.

~𓆩❤𓆪

If you’ve learned anything about Yuna in the past month and a half it’s that she’s an art major, and you don’t need to ask her to know (even though, in an effort to have a real conversation with her, you did ask about her major). With the Halloween season fast approaching, Yuna had already decked out your dorm in the latest Halloween fashions, while looking the happiest that you had ever seen her.

She even spoke to you without a scowl on her face as she started to carve mini pumpkins on the kitchen counter. You took this as a sign.

“Could I… carve one?”

“A pumpkin?”

“Yea. If you don’t mind.”

“No no! Here take this one.”

Maybe she just really liked Halloween. Yuna had rarely spoken to you like this before, with a huge smile on her face. It was probably because her pumpkin was turning out really cute, but you pretended that your roommate was smiling because you had finally made her happy enough to be around you for more than five minutes.

You and Yuna began to talk more, run errands together, and you even started to eat breakfast together before morning classes. If anybody saw you two skipping to the convenience store after late study nights, they wouldn’t be able to tell that your friendship was nonexistent a couple weeks prior. But they would be able to see the way you clung to her– with your eyes, with your hands that were trying to hold onto her arm. They would see the way she avoided your gaze, and the way you eventually just put your hands in your pockets, choosing to simply walk by her side.

~𓆩❤𓆪

Finally, the long awaited day you two had been preparing for arrived, but your roommate was nowhere to be found. Yuna had left early Halloween morning and you hadn’t seen her all day. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t a little bit disappointed. Looking at the paper bats hung in the living room made you wish that you could turn back time and carve pumpkins with her again. You had spent so long moping around your living room that Haewon and Lily almost kicked down your door before dragging you to their dorm to have a movie marathon.

When Yuna finally came back from Yeji’s place, she was surprised to find the dorm empty. She crashed onto her bed immediately, too tired to question why she correlated the emptiness of the dorm to your absence, instead of the living room's pitch-darkness.

The next morning, Yuna exited her room to find your room closed. She guessed that you had come back from your friends’ dorm after she had fallen asleep. Yuna knew her flurry of morning preparation might wake you up. Did she feel a little sorry? Maybe. But she had begun to grow used to walking to class with you, and how could she do that if you were sleeping? After ten minutes of Yuna sitting in the kitchen alone, you finally walked into the kitchen. The way Yuna’s face lit up when you appeared was a complete contrast to the cold-shoulder Yuna of early September. Surprised flashed across your face when you saw her smiling at you, only to be quickly replaced with a pink flush and a shy smile of your own.

“Do you want to get breakfast with me?”

“As in … going somewhere?”

“Well, just the vending machine.”

“Oh, well… lead the way!”

Yuna ended up following you as you skipped down the hall with your tote bag to the vending machine. To Yuna, it had begun to feel like she was actually living with you, instead of just living in the room next to yours. But to you, your friendship still felt… incomplete. As Yuna put your soon-to-be shared three packs of poptarts in her bag and pulled you into the elevator, you wondered if you were beginning to over-analyze things.

You decided that you could forget the way that you wanted to hold her hand as Yuna pulled you by the wrist, like she always did when she decided you were walking too slowly. Maybe you walked slowly on purpose, but she didn’t need to know that. It's not like you wanted to spend more time with her or anything. Now outside her department’s building, the absence of Yuna’s hand on your wrist snapped you out of your thoughts.

“Can you drive me to the museum later? Ryujin’s busy, and well…”

“You failed your driver’s test… again?”

“… I’ll buy you dinner after.”

“Okay, fine. I’ll see you after your last lecture then.”

She let out a little scream of excitement. “Thanks a million, babe,” Yuna turned to walk into the building, “what would I do without you?”

Yuna walked slowly through the building’s door, so she could turn back around at the last second to watch you walk into the library on the other side of the street. She had meant what she said, fuck the solo living shit she told herself over the summer, if you hadn’t become her roommate Yuna would have been dreadfully lonely. And, of course, she wouldn’t have gotten to know you outside of being Ryujin’s friend.

Now, she woke up earlier so you had more time to walk together. Now, she stayed home more often, so you could go out together on the weekends. At one point, Yuna had even wished she shared your major so you could have classes together.

Oh, but what could a girl do? It seemed that this girl could only survive the day's classes and wait for you to pick her up for your museum trip.

While Yuna suffered through art history lectures, you suffered, not from the increasingly boring textbook sitting in front of you, but from your own internal dilemma. The two of you were alike in thoughts and feelings.

You had long abandoned your studying in favor of overthinking. Friends always walked to school together right? Maybe some did. Roommates drove each other around town right? That’s normal friend behavior. Roommates overthink all their past interactions with their roommate before it’s even 9am right? Probably not… Friends who call each other “babe” think about it hours after the fact right? No… oh. oh.

~𓆩❤𓆪

Neither of you mentioned their thoughts to the other. And regardless of your inner turmoil, you happily drove Yuna to the museum, the latest hits blasting on the way. The museum was within walking distance. You didn’t even know why Yuna needed someone to drive her. But you’re willing to ignore that, after all you’re getting some time with Yuna outside of your now outdated Halloween dorm.

Once in the galleries, you were really questioning why Yuna asked you to come along. The only thing worth looking at, in your completely unbiased opinion, was Yuna. These strange paintings were really not your cup of tea. Your feet hurt from walking through the same few exhibits in the back of the museum. Your head hurt from all the talking children, middle-aged people muttering nonsense, and all of your own thoughts. Worst of all, Yuna didn’t even pay attention to you, only speaking to ask for your opinion on the pictures she was diligently taking. You guessed she had an assignment to do, being an art major or whatever, but–

“I can see you out of the corner of my eye, you know. Why aren’t you appreciating the art?”

“What do you mean?” you knew you had been caught staring.

“You’ve only been looking at me.”

“You're prettier than these paintings…” you whispered to yourself.

Yuna faced away from you, unsuccessfully trying to contain her blush. “You can look at me later…” Her blush must’ve been contagious, since you became quite rosy as well.

Needless to say, you two left the museum ten minutes later. You walked next to Yuna and got in your car, all while avoiding eye contact. “Do you want to get dinner now?” Yuna said, breaking the silence. You had completely forgotten about the promise of dinner, since that’s obviously not why you agreed to drive Yuna in the first place. “Yeah, where do you want to eat?”

~𓆩❤𓆪

By the time dinner was over and you and Yuna were back in the car, the awkward air had left, and been replaced by a different feeling. Dinner had consisted of both of you making small talk, that occasionally delved into deeper topics like your classmates or the strange freshmen in the dorm below yours. Not awkward, but not quite comfortable. You could feel that Yuna had something to say, and questions to ask, but neither of you said anything of importance on the trip back to your dorm.

Once the door was locked, you headed straight for the kitchen, sitting down on top of the counter. Maybe it was stress eating, but you told yourself that you just needed a little treat for being normal around your roommate today. You devoured a pack of oreos as Yuna opened her computer on the other side of the kitchen island.

“What were the pictures for?” you said, anxious to keep the somewhat meaningless conversation alive in the weird atmosphere.

“It's an assignment for Professor Hwang,” she replied, like she was asking a question, “we're doing a special unit on contemporary paintings soon, so– um– we need pictures of our favorites for the next unit.”

Flustered Yuna was cute. But Yuna getting flustered over being asked about paintings? Still cute, but strange.

“I'm going to take a shower. It's already 11, and I have an 8am tomorrow,” Yuna hastily said. She left so quickly that she forgot about her laptop, leaving it open on the counter in front of you. And upon the closing of the bathroom door, you got up to take a look.

I'm not being nosy at all! I'm just looking to see… oh.

The picture left on the screen was a beautifully photographed painting, but a different folder was also opened. And the majority of the other pictures in the folder weren't paintings. How had you never noticed? In that folder, there were more pictures of you than you could count. You lean over the kitchen counter, curled up on the couch, posing next to one of your pumpkins, in the hallway, mid-bite into a poptart. You walking to the campus library… driving your car… and you, in the museum, staring at the floor with a subtle smile on your face. You closed the computer, quickly turning around to resume stress eating your oreos. Those last couple of pictures were taken today? How had you not noticed, when you were staring at her the whole time?

Do friends take pictures of each other while they're driving? While they're absentmindedly staring at the museum floors? No. But you already knew that. All you had to do was find out if Yuna knew that too, if only you could find the courage to take that risk.

~𓆩❤𓆪

Yuna thought she understood you. So why were you acting so unlike yourself? Did you lose your taste for vending machine poptarts? Or, even worse, were you bored of her company?

No! Yuna wouldn't allow herself to think like that. You had begun to leave earlier for school, leaving her to walk to class by herself. Yuna treated the occasional dinner with you like a blessing from heaven, but, even though you two shared a dorm, she was still seeing less and less of you. But she always knew that one day you might get bored, that you'd drift away before Yuna could tell you–

“You know, I don't think they would ever want to stop being friends with you, Yuna.” Her thoughts faded as Ryujin, a totally certified relationship expert and best friend, talked away. Yuna had gone to Ryujin’s to get her dilemma out of her head and into words, so the two were having a sleepover. The beloved spiders that had triggered this whole affair were in a terrarium behind the two.

“You really think so?”

“I know so. Why don’t you just ask them why they've been spending less time with you! Or better yet, tell them about your absolutely enormous crus–”

“I do not! I only see them as a friend!!” Liar.

“Being louder doesn't make you right. Go to sleep and just talk to them tomorrow.”

Yuna fell asleep, knowing her last words of the day were a complete lie. But she would only admit Ryujin was right after she went home to you and tried to do something about it.

~𓆩❤𓆪

You were asleep, after all it was Saturday, and the fact that it was past 2pm was irrelevant. As it had been for the past several weeks, Yuna was not in the dorm. She was probably at Ryujin’s again; she never seemed to be home anymore.

But as you poured yourself a cup of orange juice in the kitchen, Yuna walked in.

“I have something to tell you.”

“You're not at Ryujin’s?”

“Well, I was yesterday, but um- I wanted to talk to you before you left…”

“We don't have school on Saturdays, Yuna.”

“Oh… right.”

Well, this was getting awkward. You put away the orange juice, all while trying to maintain eye contact with Yuna. The girl across from you desperately looked anywhere that wasn't you, finally setting her eyes on a lone pack of oreos.

Yuna moved to sit on the counter, eating oreos as she waited for something to happen, for you to say something so she wouldn't have to.

“Weren't you the one who wanted to tell me something?”

Oh right. Great job, Yuna.

“Yeah, well um- I just wanted to ask you why you've been… avoiding me. Did I do something or… do you not want to be friends anymore?”

You moved closer to her with every word, trying to come up with a response, until you were close enough to grab an oreo yourself. Yuna’s words got slower and quieter the more she said. You were motionless, stuck at what couldn't have been more than an inch away from her face.

But it's not like you just wanted to see her up close. Liar. It's not like you wanted to be this close to her all the time. Another lie. Or like you wanted to feel her lips on your forehead. Your cheeks. Your-

Lips. Yuna grabbed the front of your shirt and kissed you.

It was quick, but it was enough to make you blush profusely. But before you could even say anything, Yuna had ran out of the kitchen, with bright red ears, to sit on the sofa.

“Yuna…,” you said quietly, after walking over to Yuna and sitting on the floor so you could see her face. “Come on, babe. You can’t just run away after you do something like that.”

Her ears turned redder, if that was even possible, and she looked at you through her fingers, not moving from her place on the couch. You got up from the floor and took a seat next to her, wrapping your left arm around her shoulders to get her to face you.

“I have something to tell you too.”

“Oh… what is it?”

You smiled softly at her, cheeks still flushed from Yuna’s kiss, her lipstick could be seen on your lips. It only made her cover her face to hide her blushing cheeks more. You were definitely riding the high from finally kissing her, but this confidence boost wasn’t going to last forever. You took a deep breath and forced the words out of your throat.

“Does this mean you’ll let our next dinner date be an actual date?”

“What?”

Another deep breath. “Let me take you out on a date, Yuna.”

At this, Yuna finally took her hands off her face, putting them on yours instead, pulling you in for another kiss.

“Safe to say that’s a yes,” you said through giggles.

“That’s a yes.”

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Tzuyu - Everything, Everything (Requested!)

A/N: Gonna be honest - this might be one of my favorite requests I've ever done. It's so cute, and Tzuyu is adorable in this, plus we love a happy little family. 💜

TW: Reader and Tzuyu have a kid together, airplanes, reader and Tzuyu's mom do not get along, a little angst with a happy ending :)

Summary: A trip to Taiwan gives Tzuyu and your daughter a chance to see their homeland and a close relative, but you're less than excited to see someone you don't see eye-to-eye with.

♡ Masterlist ♡

“Do you have everything packed?”

“Yeah, I grabbed this!” Your daughter proudly shows you her stuffed deer plushie, and you smile as you zip up her luggage. “I wanna see Grandma.”

I’m glad that one of us wants to.

To you, it wasn’t a secret that Tzuyu’s mother wasn’t a fan of you dating her daughter. You didn’t know if it had to do with the fact that you were a foreigner, or that she just wasn’t a fan of you in general, but her cold glares and pointed words weren’t missed by you at all.

You, however, knew how much this trip would mean to Tzuyu. Her mother had made a few trips over to Korea since the two of you had gotten together and, later in your relationship, adopted your daughter, but Tzuyu wanted her daughter to see the home land that her mother was raised in.

That fact did not calm your nerves about seeing Tzuyu’s mother in Taiwan, but if it would make Tzuyu and your daughter happy, you’d do it.

I’d do anything for either of them, in all honesty.

A gentle hand on the small of your back causes you to snap out of your thoughts.

“Are you ready, love?” Tzuyu asks your daughter, who excitedly nods. “We should be heading out soon. The plane leaves in a few hours.”

Your daughter grabs her suitcase before clambering out of the room. You and Tzuyu laugh before she directs her attention to you.

“Are you packed and ready to leave?”

As ready as I’ll ever be.

“Of course, darling.” You grab her free hand and press a kiss to it. “Let’s head to the airport.”

~

You awkwardly stand back as Tzuyu hugs her mother before gesturing to her daughter. Your daughter hugs her grandmother’s knees before she is scooped up into the latter’s arms.

Why do I feel like a stranger in my own family?

You wrap your arms around your side as you force yourself to smile as Tzuyu’s mother looks towards you.

It’s just a weekend with her. You can last through a weekend.

Her eyes narrow, and your shoulders sink as you take a step towards her.

“It’s great to see you again.” You say, in an effort to offer an olive branch, but she doesn’t budge.

“Likewise.” Her response is curt towards you before she turns towards her granddaughter. 

The two of them start talking, and you sigh before dejectedly walking towards them. Tzuyu’s hand grabs yours, and when you meet her eyes, the concern radiates off of her.

Are you alright? , she mouths to you.

I’ll survive, you mouth back, it’s just a weekend, after all.

She frowns, but you turn away before you can catch the concern in her eyes changing into disappointment.

~

“How has her Chinese lessons been going?” Tzuyu’s mom asks, and you remain silent as Tzuyu, who sits next to you in the cab, speaks up.

“They’ve been going very well.” Tzuyu gestures to your daughter, who says a broken sentence in Mandarin to her grandma.

“Ah, you’re doing well, sweetheart! If only you weren’t forced to learn three languages…” Tzuyu’s mom glares at you, and you bow your head in shame.

You look over to Tzuyu for help, and her eyes widen as she tries to backtrack.

“We think it’s important for her to learn the language of both of her parents, along with the country that she’s raised in.” Tzuyu pointedly says, and you nod in agreement. “Besides, they’ve been learning Chinese to speak with you, and I’ve been learning English to communicate with their parents. I think it’s a matter of give-and-take, don’t you?”

You show the same amount of surprise as Tzuyu’s mother does, but you begin to smile before grabbing her hand. She always stood up for you when you needed her most. She offers you a gentle smile before her mother speaks.

“Right…” Tzuyu’s mother grumbles, and the rest of the cab ride to Tzuyu’s childhood home is peacefully quiet.

~

Another day and night of tension pass before Tzuyu pulls you aside and says something.

“Hey, what’s going on between you and my mother?”

“Huh?” You tilt your head at her. “What do you mean?”

“Please don’t be like that with me, darling.” She places a gentle hand on your shoulder, and you bite your lip as you try to hold back the emotions that are threatening to break through. “I want to know what’s up. I worry about you.”

“It’s not anything major, I-”

“Your daughter knows.” Tzuyu interjects, and you pause as you feel a wave of shame pass you.

“She does?” You flinch at the weakness in your voice, but it’s how you truly feel.

“She does. She asked me why you and grandma don’t like each other.”

You place a hand on your forehead before looking at Tzuyu.

“What did you tell her?”

“I told her that sometimes adults don’t see eye-to-eye, especially when it comes to their concern over a loved one.”

“Tzuyu, did you talk to your mother?” You ask with concern, and she nods, which causes you to panic. “It’s true, isn’t it? She really doesn’t like me at all.”

You only curl up into yourself when Tzuyu nods her head. She sits next to you, on the bed, before removing her hand from your shoulder. You place your head on her shoulder as she wraps a loose arm around you.

“I’m sorry for ruining the trip.”

“You didn’t ruin the trip.” She tries to reassure you, but it doesn’t help. “At least, you didn’t mean to ruin the trip. I should’ve-”

“Don’t bring this back on yourself, Tzuyu.” You gently scold her, but she sighs in response.

“How can I not? How can I not blame myself for being ignorant that my lover and mother didn’t get along until it was made blatantly obvious?”

“How do we fix this, baby?” You softly ask with the remaining strength that’s in your body.

“I already did. Don’t worry about it.” Her free hand combs through your hair, and you yawn as you snuggle against her body.

“Y’know, you might act nonchalant and unbothered, but you really cannot help to be involve yourself with other people, huh?”

With sleepy eyes, you look up at Tzuyu one more time before you’re lulled to sleep.

“I suppose you’re right. You always see the best in people, don’t you?”

~

You smile at your daughter as she excitedly bounces around the room.

“Do we have to leave?!?! I wanna stay with Grandma for longer.”

You wrap your arms around Tzuyu, who blushes slightly before brushing a piece of hair out of her face.

“We will come back soon, I promise.” Tzuyu says before laughing at you trying to eat a piece of her hair. “You are a dork, darling.”

“But I’m your dork.” You joke before Tzuyu laughs again.

“I suppose so.”

“You suppose?” You jokingly say with anger as your daughter laughs at your antics.

Someone clears their throat, and the three of you direct your attention towards the doorway where Tzuyu’s mother stands.

“You three are welcome back anytime.” She emphasizes before her granddaughter runs over and hugs her.

“Three?” You mutter breathlessly as Tzuyu squeezes your arm.

"Three."

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Twice Enemies to Lovers Imagines/ AUs

TW: making out (momo and tzuyu) corruption themes (momo) mentions of killing (sana) revolutionary themes (sana) mentions of daggers and knives (sana and dahyun) reader is kidnapped and tied up (dahyun) sharing a bed (tzuyu) partial nudity (tzuyu) neck kissing (tzuyu) light swearing

Nayeon: Former Best Friends

Your jaw hit the floor as your next applicant walked into your office for an interview. It was Im Nayeon, your high school best friend who ditched you freshman year to become a cheerleader with all the popular girls. To make matters worse, you had always secretly been in love with her. Not that you would ever admit that to yourself.

“Nice to see you again, Im.” you said flatly, flipping through her resume as she sat down in front of your desk.

She looked confused. “I’m sorry sir/ma’am, but I’m not sure what you…” You glared up at her with ice cold eyes, and suddenly she remembered. “Oh, Y/N… I’m so sorry. I didn’t recognize you…” she stammered meekly.

“Doesn’t surprise me. You hardly acknowledged me after you became the ‘it girl’ of our high school.” you resigned, folding your hands together on your desk. “So, what have you been up to since high school?”

She chuckled uncomfortably, eyes shifting to the ground. “Well, I was at university, but… things didn’t work out this semester.”

“So you’re looking for a job just until the end of the semester?” you asked, trying to sound as professional as possible.

“I’m not sure… But I’ll at least need a job until the end of the year. I’m living back home now.” she explained. “I need a job in the worst way, and to be honest I’m really relieved that you’re the owner of this place.”

You cleared your throat, closing up her resume and looking at her sternly. “So you think that just because you were super popular in school and I wasn’t that I’ll immediately hire you at my restaurant?”

“No, no! Not at all!” she insisted, eyes widening. “It’s just… you’re a very kind person. And you’ve always had a way of making me feel calm. I always remembered that, even if I didn’t recognize you at first.”

You winced. There she went again, making you feel special. It scared you how easily her praise still got to you.

“Oh… sorry for jumping to conclusions.” you mumbled.

“No, it’s alright…” she reassured you, seemingly okay with taking all the blame. “I’m really sorry we drifted apart. I never meant to hurt you. You were actually the person I cared about more than anything. I just thought you wouldn’t want to be friends with a cheerleader given how much we used to make fun of them.”

You glanced at the ground nervously. You were kind of a pick-me in high school. Not that it was your fault, you were just conditioned to be that way. In high school, you were either popular, or you hated everything related to being popular.

“I understand.” you told her. “It was quite a long time ago.”

“See… I’m not doing well in my classes, and my parents said I can’t move back home unless I find a job first.” she explained, eyes locking in on yours. “Please, consider me.”

Her pretty eyes were sparkling with need the way they always did, and your last reserve finally cracked at the sight of them.

“Okay, okay, the job is yours.” you told her, a reluctant smile appearing on your face.

“Really?” she asked, a huge grin breaking out on her face. “Oh, thank you so much!” She stood up to shake your hand making you laugh.

“No problem. Can you start tomorrow?” you asked, still sitting at your desk.

“Yes, I’ll be here!” she chirped, grabbing her bag. “You won’t regret this, I promise!”

Once she shut the door behind her, you plopped your head down on your desk, releasing a huge sigh. “Oh, I most likely will.”

Jeongyeon: Bad First Impression

You were running horribly late for your first day on the job. You had gotten an internship at a high end company, and were expected to bring everyone coffee in the morning. So now, you were carrying a carrier full of four huge iced coffees while sprinting down the sidewalk. You could see your building in the distance, all you had to do was turn one corner and you would make it to work on time!

That was, until you actually turnt the corner and slammed straight into a girl who was walking while on her phone. All four of the iced coffees splashed between the two of you, ruining both of your outfits.

“Oh my gosh, watch where you’re going!” she screeched, wiping coffee off her face.

“Me?” you questioned, fixing your hair. “You’re the one who wasn’t looking where you were going! Maybe if you weren’t glued to your phone, we wouldn’t be covered in coffee right now!”

She scoffed. “Well maybe if you weren’t running with a carrier full of coffees…”

You both stopped what you were doing as your eyes locked in on each other. She was absolutely gorgeous, the kind that makes your heart stop beating. She seemed to be caught off guard by you as well, the two of you just staring at each other blankly for a moment.

“I’m sorry, this was totally my fault.” you chuckled, adjusting your bag. “I shouldn’t have been running down the sidewalk.”

“No, you’re right, it was stupid to be on my phone while I was walking. I’m sorry for not paying attention.” she refuted, laughing along with you. “I’m Jeongyeon, by the way.”

“Y/N.” you told her, shaking her hand. “I’m sorry I covered you in coffee. I’m just running horribly late for my first day on the job…” you sighed, shaking your head in disbelief. “Although I’m sure I can kiss it goodbye now, as I’m either going to show up soaked in coffee or an hour late.”

“I’m really sorry about that…” she said sympathetically. “Where’s the job?”

“Right behind us, actually.” you laughed, gesturing behind you.

“Oh my gosh, I work here!” she told you exasperatedly. “In the administrative department!”

“That’s where I’m interning!” you gasped, a hopeful smile making its way onto your face.

“This is perfect. I’ll just call the office and say that someone ran into the two of us while we were walking in, and that we had to go change clothes.” she suggested.

“Thank you so much, you’re a lifesaver!” you sighed in relief, placing a hand affectionately on her arm. “Are you sure they’ll accept that as an excuse though?”

“Oh please, everyone here loves me. My word is law.” she giggled, putting an arm around your shoulder. “Now, let’s go get you some fresh clothes and new coffees, okay? I’ll even buy my own, since I’m pretty sure one of them was.”

You laughed along with her, letting her lead you down the sidewalk in the opposite direction. Somehow, you had made an enemy, ally, and crush all in the same day. Lord help you in navigating this relationship.

Momo: Angel/ Demon AU

You bit your tongue in anger. Things were not going well with your latest assignment. You were trying to be a guardian angel to a certain human to improve their life. However, this human also happened to be under the influence of a demon. Not only a demon, but one of the most powerful demonesses in your department. Momo Hirai.

“Something wrong, angel?” a sultry voice asked. You whipped around to see her standing at the entryway of your human’s living room. You could see them, but they couldn’t see you. She was absolutely captivating, with her dark hair, ruby red lips, and tight black dress.

Remembering yourself, you looked away. “As a matter of fact, yes. You are.” you spat, crossing your arms across your chest.

“Oh, I didn’t know you thought about me so much.” she grinned, stepping closer to you. “I wonder what twisted little fantasies are running through that pretty little head.”

“You wish.” you groaned, rolling your eyes. “I happen to be a being of purity.

“How boring…” Momo sighed, stopping in front of you, who was leaned against the wall. “I figured someone like you would feel really repressed. Nothing causes the mind to wander more than being cooped up with a bunch of puritans.”

You swallowed hard. How had she known that you’d been having sinful thoughts lately? You wondered if she also knew that she was the subject of some of them.

Deciding you had to stand your ground, you held your head up high. “It’d be none of your business if I did.”

“Oh, I know…” she glanced down at your lips momentarily, then met your eyes once more. “I just can’t help myself. Seeing you, who’s so bright and clean… it makes me think about how much I’d like to corrupt you.”

Your heart stopped. Every part of your brain was screaming at you to resist her.

“L-like how?” You could barely control the words coming out of your mouth.

She grinned a sinister smile, brushing some of your hair behind your shoulder and playing with it. “Well, for starters, I could run my fingers through this pretty hair…”

Your eyes squinted shut at the feeling of her doing so, hating how good it felt.

“I could gaze into these sparkling doe eyes…” she purred, tilting your chin up to look her in the eye. Her own dark eyes were locked in on yours, pupils dilated but squinted slightly like a siren’s.

You allowed her to push you further against the wall, showing absolutely no sign of displeasure at her actions. “Then what?” you whispered.

“Then… I could kiss these beautiful, delicious lips…” Momo finally leaned down and connected her lips with yours, pressing her body up against yours with a fiery passion.

You moved your arms up around her waist, hands gripping onto her for dear life. The pleasure was so great, you almost forgot why you vowed to resist temptation in the first place.

Her hands snaked up into your hair, tugging slightly and making you whimper into her mouth. You could feel her smirk at this, and with the knowledge that you were enjoying yourself, she slipped her tongue into your mouth, letting it explore slightly before pulling away.

“I hope you know what you’re doing.” you muttered breathlessly, forehead still pressed against hers. “Both of us could get fired if anyone found out about this.” Demons and angels were not allowed to have relationships. “Besides, how do I know you’re not just using me to win over my human?”

“You can have the human.” she told you without hesitation. “I don’t need them. Right now, I only want you.”

You looked at her closely, studying her expression for any sign of dishonesty. If this was a trick, or one of her lustful schemes, she wouldn’t have been so upfront about it. She would’ve been sneakier.

“I want you too, Momo…” you sighed, crashing your lips into hers once again.

Maybe you would lose your angel status for this, but you knew that no amount of purity would ever feel as good as Momo on your lips would.

Sana: Royal/ Assassin AU

You grunted as you scaled the wall of the castle with a dagger in each hand. One of them would momentarily be used to kill the princess in her sleep. You winced as you thought about what you had to do, feeling your stomach turn.

You were a member of a rebel legion who was planning on overthrowing the palace during a coup. While you weren’t too thrilled about having to kill anyone, you believed the king and queen deserved it. They were incessantly cruel to their subjects, denying them any assistance and punishing them when they took matters into their own hands. Your people were dying of starvation while they were having extravagant parties, and something had to be done about it.

There really was no reason to kill the princess other than your leader feared it would be unwise to leave the only rightful heir to the throne alive. You didn’t think it was right, but the suffering you and your people endured overcame that.

As you reached Princess Sana’s bedroom window, you carefully crept inside and over to her canopy bed. As the moonlight graced her features, your breath hitched in your throat. She looked so peaceful, so content… not to mention, she was positively breathtaking.

You sighed defeatedly, realizing you couldn’t possibly harm this innocent girl. You stepped back and dropped your daggers on the floor, startling her awake.

“Hm? What’s going on? Who are you?” she asked, clutching her blankets to her chest in fear.

“Sh, it’s okay. I’m here to help.” you tried to reassure her. “There’s a rebel legion that’s going to assassinate the king and queen momentarily, and they want to kill you too. If you want to live, you’ll have to escape with me right now.”

She gasped, throwing her blankets off of her. She looked so adorable in her long white nightgown and pink hair bow. “Oh my, let’s go then!”

You grabbed her hand and led her down the hallway and out through the back of the palace. You knew your legion would only be using the front entrance.

The two of you ran off into the night, ducking into a nearby forest for protection. Luckily it was a warm summer night, and the weather was mild.

“I’m sorry about your parents.” you finally spoke as you both caught your breath. It hadn’t dawned on you that Sana might not take the news of her parents assassination very well until just now.

“It’s alright. To be honest, I’ve always hated them. I was hoping to become a better leader than them one day, but they were only interested in marrying me off to a nearby kingdom. I’m just glad the kingdom will be heading in a better direction.” She sat down by the riverbed, taking her hair out of its bow and letting it fall over her shoulders in loose waves. “Thank you for rescuing me.”

“I don’t deserve any thanks.” you sighed, sitting down next to her. “I was the one who was supposed to kill you.”

She gave you an unfazed expression. “Well, you didn’t. And I never really liked being a princess anyway. I’ve always craved a life of adventure.”

“Well, you’re certainly going to get it.” you chuckled, stretching out to lay down in the grass. “We’re going to have to flee the kingdom, or at least go to the countryside. They’re going to wonder where the lost princess is, and why she wasn’t executed.”

She laid down next to you, curling into your side. “But… you’ll protect me right?” Her eyes were so big and twinkling with innocence. She looked as if she would shatter into a million pieces without you.

“Why do you trust me so easily?” you asked her genuinely. Any other princess wouldn’t have even believed you, let alone followed you into the woods.

She smiled cutely, brushing some of your hair back. “I had a dream once that someone came into my room and saved me from being a princess.” She traced your features with your finger. “They looked just like you.”

Your mouth fell slightly agape. You were never one to believe in fate or destiny, but this girl was making you second guess yourself.

“Now, are you going to take care of me?” she asked again.

“Of course I will.” you told her, running a hand through her long hair. “Now, let’s get some sleep. I’ll find us some breakfast in the morning.”

Jihyo: Idol Rivalry

Park Jihyo was the bane of your existence. The two of you had hated each other for years, and for good reason. For one, you were both under different companies that constantly compared artists with each other. Two, both of your groups debuted around the same time, and since then it felt like every time your group got a moment in the spotlight, Twice would come along and upstage you. And three, you were both leaders, so everyone expected you to get along due to your similar roles. However, all that meant was that you were both extra protective of your groups, and even more hostile when someone threatened their success.

Today, however, your rivalry was coming to an eruption as both of your groups were performing at the MAMA awards. Luckily, they were spaced apart enough to where it wouldn’t look like one of you was the opening act for the other. Both of your groups put their absolute all into the performances, and everyone agreed that you both owned the award show.

Your members somehow all got along. It was just you and Jihyo that couldn’t seem to find a common ground.

You were thinking this over as you walked up to her dressing room after the show. You decided it was time to be a grown up and hash things out with her. You took a deep breath, and knocked on the door.

“Come in.” she chirped from behind the door. You walked in, seeing her at her vanity, still in her stage outfit. You lost the plot for a bit as you took in her features. Her beautiful skin, her pretty eyes, her perfect smile… wait, when did she get so gorgeous?

“Oh… hi Y/N.” she interrupted your thoughts with genuine surprise. “What are you doing here?”

You shut the door behind you and walked up to her. “I’ve come with an olive branch.” you began in a serious tone.

She glanced behind you, furrowing her brows. “Really? I don’t see one.”

You bit your tongue to keep from laughing. Damn, she was funny, but you were trying to have a serious moment!

“A metaphorical olive branch.” you sighed, pretending to be annoyed to save face. “We’ve been fighting for years because of stupid reasons. I think it’s time we sort out our differences.”

She smiled warmly, inviting you to sit down on her sofa. “So, what exactly are our differences?” she asked, starting to remove her makeup.

“Well for starters, you guys have always overshadowed us.” you told her. “Every time we’d start getting attention, you guys would immediately do something even better, and then it was all anyone could talk about. I guess I was sick of the company always telling us how much better you guys are.”

She paused, making eye contact with you in her mirror. “Are you serious?”

You nodded. What did she mean ‘are you serious,’ of course you were serious! It wasn’t that hard to comprehend.

“Oh my god, that’s so funny…” she laughed out loud, shaking her head. She spun around in her chair to face you. “Y/N, ever since we debuted, all our company does is compare us to you.”

“You’re kidding…” you marveled, eyes widening in shock.

“No, I’m serious! I especially get compared to you a lot. You’re super mature and have killer visuals, not to mention you’re one of the best dancers in the industry.” she praised, leaning back in her chair slightly.

“Oh please, I would commit arson to have your vocal skills! You light up a whole stadium with them!” you told her enthusiastically. “You’re so bright and energetic, and you’re absolutely stunning. I mean, who wouldn’t hate you?” you joked, slapping her on the knee playfully.

The two of you laughed for a moment, then sat in a comfortable silence. It was probably the most pleasant interaction you’d ever had.

“Did we just compliment each other?” she asked suddenly, cocking her head to the side.

You shrugged. “I guess so. Maybe we’re not so different after all.”

She smiled affectionately, moving to sit next to you on the sofa. “I actually think I quite like you now.”

The way she was looking at you made you feel butterflies. You didn’t know if you were seeing things or what, but she looked as if she was absolutely captivated by you.

You shrugged cheekily, a sly smirk making its way onto your face. “I kind of like you too. See you around?”

She nodded enthusiastically, a hopeful glint in her eyes. With that, you turned and exited her dressing room, pressing your hands to your warm cheeks.

How did that just happen?

Mina: Fake Dating

“I can’t believe they actually fell for it!” Mina marveled as you both exited the party into the cool night air.

“I know right! Like, are they really that stupid?” you laughed, leading her back to your car.

You wondered how everyone had set aside all their memories of you two absolutely hating each other when you walked into the party holding onto her waist. Anyone with eyes could see that you and Mina despised each other before. You guessed that the two of you were just really good at acting.

What led to your truce was that both of your crushes weren’t paying any attention to either of you. You were trying to win back your ex, whereas Mina’s crush had totally friend-zoned her. So, you came to an agreement that you would pretend to date each other in order to hopefully make your crushes jealous.

You were worried that it was going to be hard to sell your affections for Mina, but it turned out to be surprisingly easy. From spending time with her, you were able to see that she was actually really funny, incredibly bright, and sensitive. Not to mention, she was a perfect ten. That was part of the reason you hated her so much.

As you drove off to drop Mina off at her house, you kept glancing over at her with an amused smile.

“What?” she asked, giggling slightly.

“Nothing, it’s just… you’re so different from what I thought you were.” you answered, eyes focusing back on the road.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” she interrogated you, crossing her arms with a smirk.

“Well, to be honest, I thought you were incredibly stuck-up. I mean, you hardly paid any attention to me, and whenever you did, it was to disagree with something I said.” you chuckled.

“Yeah, I’m sorry about that…” she apologized, shifting her body to face you more. “I have a tendency to close myself off when I find someone intimidating.”

You scoffed in disbelief. “Intimidating? How could you find me intimidating?”

“Oh come on, Y/N!” she rolled her eyes, hitting your arm lightly. “You’re like the coolest person ever! When you talk, everyone pays attention to you. It makes me so jealous the way you command a room.”

You shook your head in amazement. “I had no idea you felt that way…”

“Yeah well, I do.” she laughed. She ran a hand through her hair as if to calm herself down.

The two of you enjoyed a comfortable silence for a moment until you spoke again. “You did a really good job today.”

“Thanks, so did you.” she complimented you, nudging you slightly.

“I’m sure your crush is still thinking about how good we looked together.” you pointed out.

“Oh yeah, them…” she resigned, looking out the window absentmindedly. “Well, I’m sure your ex felt the same way.”

You glanced over at her. Why did she seem to shut down when you brought up your love interests? Isn’t that what she had wanted out of this?

“Well, there you are ma’am.” you announced as you pulled into her driveway.

She snapped out of her daze and grabbed her purse, turning to you with a smile. “Thanks again, Y/N. You make a wonderful fake partner.” Suddenly, she leaned forward and planted a brisk kiss on your cheek. You looked at her in disbelief, feeling your cheeks heat up. “Just practicing. You know, for the next time we see them.”

“Oh, r-right…” you stammered, shifting anxiously in your seat. “Well, see you later!”

“Bye bye!” she waved, cutely scampering away into her house.

You sighed, slamming your head against the steering wheel. Suddenly, a relationship with Mina was sounding a lot better than getting back with your ex. Why did you think this was a good idea again?

Dahyun: Hero/ Villain AU

You struggled against your restraints, rocking the chair you were tied to back and forth. You were previously on a mission from the hero agency to retrieve a stolen artifact from a well-known villain, but something had went wrong, and they ended up capturing you. Now, you were tied up and didn’t know what awaited you.

You screeched into the cloth around your mouth in frustration, feeling hot tears prick at your eyes as you realized there was no way to get out of these ropes. Damn it all. Was this going to be how you were going to be taken down?

Suddenly, you heard a rustling coming from the window in the corner of the room. You furrowed your brow in confusion, until it opened and in tumbled Kim Dahyun, your arch-nemesis.

“Dahyun? What are you doing here?” you asked, although it just sounded like a bunch of muffled syllables to her.

“Sh, I’m here to get you out of here.” she instructed you. She then came over to undo the cloth around your mouth and slice through your ropes with her knife.

“Why are you helping me?” you asked, massaging your wrists from their rope burn.

“Because, you’re my enemy.” she smirked, crawling back through the window she had previously entered in. “If anyone’s going to take you down, it’s going to be me.”

You scoffed with a smile, getting up to follow her. “I won’t go down so easily.”

“Oh I know. I’m looking forward to it.” she cockily winked. “Now, are you coming or not?” She extended her hand to you, face illuminated by the soft candlelight of the room. God, she was devastatingly beautiful. Perhaps in another universe, the two of you would’ve made a great couple.

You brushed the thoughts away, knowing they could only lead to heartache, and instead just took her hand and fled with her by your side. Maybe you didn’t need a relationship with her. This game of cat and mouse was too damn fun anyway.

Chaeyoung: Forced to Hang Out by Mutual Friends

You walked into the restaurant, face twisting into a scowl as you realized only one person was at your table: Son Chaeyoung, whom you could not stand. However, you had to get along with her because she was a part of your friend group. You knew she didn’t really care for you either, but also agreed to keep the peace for the sake of your mutual friends.

You took a deep breath to calm yourself down, then walked over to the table to sit across from her. “Hi Chaeyoung.” you said, flatly but still politely.

She looked up from her phone and cracked a forced smile. “Hey there, Y/N.”

“I wonder why everyone’s so late.” you commented, trying to make small talk.

“I’m not sure.” she replied. The two of you shared an awkward silence, save for your repetitive tapping on the table. After a while she coughed uncomfortably.

“Hi there! Are you two here for the couple’s special?” the waitress suddenly asked as she arrived at your table.

You both looked at each other horrified. “No, we’re definitely not a couple…” you insisted.

“Yeah we’re just waiting for some of our friends.” Chaeyoung explained to her, chuckling nervously.

“Oh, I’m sorry!” the waitress apologized. “I’ll come back in a few minutes, okay?” You both nodded, and she scurried off to the other end of the restaurant. Wow… you thought, the two of you were so uncomfortable it was spreading to other people.

“I’ll text them and see what’s keeping them.” Chaeyoung announced, picking her phone back up. However, her eyes widened as soon as she looked at the screen. “Apparently Rosè is sick.”

“Really? That’s odd. She seemed fine yesterday…” you replied, grabbing your own phone. You too already received a text, but from Yeoreum.

yeoreum 🌻: “hey, sorry to cancel last minute, but i forgot i have a doctors’ appointment :( say hi to the girls for me!”

You sighed, setting your phone back down. “Well, Yeoreum bailed too.”

“Are you serious?” Chaeyoung asked. “Well, at least there’s…” However she never got to finish her sentence, because both of your phones rang at the same exact time. You were getting a call from Somi, and she was getting a call from Jinsol. You both snatched up your phones again and slammed the answer button.

“Hey Y/N!” Somi chirped on the other end of the line. “I gotta cancel today. Forgot I already made plans with my sister!”

“No, Somi please-“

“Have fun! Give my love to the girls!” she responded, hanging up.

You squinted your eyes shut and sighed, setting your phone down to see Chaeyoung doing the exact same. “Jinsol too?”

“Yep.” she nodded. “Something about a family reunion.”

It was obvious that all your friends had planned this in an effort to get you and Chaeyoung to spend time with each other and hopefully sort out your differences. However, right now that seemed like a lost cause, as both of you were consumed with irritation and discomfort at the situation.

“Great…” you grumbled, putting your head in your hands. “Guess we’re stuck with each other.”

“I don’t get what your problem is with me.” she snapped, crossing her arms across her chest.

“Me? You’re the one with the problem!” you responded defensively. “You’ve always hated me for no reason. I can see it in the way you talk to me.”

“That’s not true!” she replied angrily, furrowing her brow in frustration. “I was just upset with you because you threw that huge party a year ago and invited everybody but me! I had to hear about it from Bangchan of all people!”

Your jaw unhinged in disbelief. You had totally forgotten about that event, and how you never invited Chaeyoung. To tell the truth, you couldn’t even remember why you didn’t invite her in the first place.

“I didn’t know it bothered you so much…” you marveled, leaning back in your chair as if backing down from your anger. “I guess… maybe I assumed you wouldn’t want to go? You don’t really seem like the type to enjoy a huge party.”

“That doesn’t mean I wouldn’t have want to be invited.” she retorted, glancing down at the table nervously.

You blinked, straightening yourself up. “You’re right. That was really rude of me. I’m sorry I didn’t invite you.”

She smiled genuinely for the first time since you had known her. “I appreciate that.”

“If I have another party and invite you, will you stop hating me?” you chuckled.

“I wouldn’t say I hated you…” she replied, softening even more. “There were still things I really liked about you.”

“Oh yeah? Like what?” you asked, trying not to be too enthusiastic with your curiosity.

“You have a really pretty smile, you’re super passionate about what you do, you’re really sharp and witty…” she listed out with a bright grin. “You’re really cool. I guess that’s why I was so mad you didn’t invite me.”

“I understand why you were mad, and I’m sorry again.” you replied, looking at her sympathetically. “But it didn’t come from a place of malice. I actually think you’re really cool.”

“You do?” she inquired perplexedly.

“Of course I do! You always make everyone laugh, you’re super nice to everybody… and you’ve got a really cute face.”

She grinned, and you swore you saw her cheeks turn a light shade of pink. “You think I’m cute?”

Now it was your turn to blush. You cleared your throat, then glanced away with shifty eyes. “I mean, like objectively. You have bright eyes or whatever.”

She giggled quietly to herself, then as soon as your eyes were focused back on her, she spoke again. “I think you’re pretty cute too.”

You couldn’t help the smile that crept it’s way up your expression, looking away again bashfully.

“Do we still need a few more minutes?” the waitress asked, suddenly appearing again.

“Nope, I think we’re ready.” you replied, glad to be changing the subject. “I guess we will take that couple’s special since it’ll just be the two of us.”

“Oh, well it’s actually only for real couples…” the waitress told you sympathetically.

“What if this was our first date?” Chaeyoung asked her. Your eyes widened as you whipped your head around to look at her. She was just looking at the waitress with a confident grin. You had never seen her so bold, and you had to admit, it was really attractive. You were starting to kick yourself for messing things up with her in the past. You could’ve been around her best self this whole time… well, at least you were seeing it now. And you couldn’t get enough of it. You loved the excitement about where things were going with her.

Tzuyu: Only One Bed

You frowned as you realized who had just walked into your hotel room. “What are you doing here Tzuyu?”

“Believe me, this wasn’t my choice.” she groaned, shoving the door shut behind her. “Apparently the hotel booked up their last room by accident. And since you’re the only one who doesn’t have a roommate yet, I’m going to have to room with you.”

“Are you serious?” you asked, sitting up in your bed. “Aren’t there any other hotels in the area?”

“I went all around the neighborhood looking for one. Why do you think I’m soaked? It’s pouring down rain right now.” she complained. “They’re all booked up too.”

You took in her appearance. “Where’s your suitcase?”

“Airport lost it.” she replied, an angry sarcastic smile on her face. “This is a really great vacation so far. None of my things, and I’m stuck with you.”

“Yeah, well I’m not exactly thrilled about this either.” you sneered, shuffling your way out of bed. “Here, you can have one of my big shirts.”

She looked amazed. “Wait, are you actually being nice to me?”

You glared at her. “I may not like you very much, but I’m not heartless. Now go change.” You threw the shirt at her and got back into bed. You thought you caught a glimpse of a smirk on her face, but she turned the corner to the bathroom so fast you couldn’t be sure.

You got settled in bed again, then stared up at the ceiling. You were currently on a group vacation with all of your friends. Well, Tzuyu wasn’t your friend, but she had come along because she was close with some of your friends. You did kind of feel sorry for her… it had to suck losing all of your things. You shook your head. There was no need to feel sympathy for her when she had never made any effort to be nice to you. However, your thoughts were interrupted as she re-emerged from the bathroom, wearing nothing but your shirt. Your heart stopped. She looked really cute, with her wet hair and bare legs.

She chuckled cockily. “Like what you see?”

“Don’t flatter yourself.” you scoffed, rolling over in resignation.

She laughed at you again, walking over to the other side of the bed and crawling in. “Try to control yourself Y/N, we’ll both need some sleep for all the stuff they have planned tomorrow.”

“Ugh, don’t remind me.” you laughed, curling up in displeasure. “Rosè and Chaeyoung were way too excited about going downtown.”

“I know right? Like, how many shops can you go to before you get bored?” Tzuyu joked, making you laugh even harder. “And Elkie and Shuhua want to go to that museum…”

“Oh my god, what a snooze-fest.” you rolled your eyes, making her cackle even louder. You started chuckling again too, and soon you were both consumed with laughter.

“Do you realize this is the first time we’ve had a conversation without arguing?” you asked, leaning over to face her with an amused smile.

“Yeah… it was pretty nice.” she responded, looking at you and resting her head against the pillow. You both just stared at each other affectionately for a moment, taking in each others’ features. “Well, I guess we should go to sleep.”

“Yeah…” you agreed, moving to turn off the lamp. “Goodnight Tzuyu.”

“Goodnight Y/N.”

You lied awake for a moment, glancing over at her every so often. You couldn’t help the giddy, flustered feeling that crept up in your chest. You never knew Tzuyu could be so pleasant, and you were excited you got to share a room with her for the rest of the vacation. And you were even more excited to share a bed with her. Your mind started to wander about holding her, touching her, kissing her…

You shook your head, shuffling a bit. You couldn’t think these things while she was asleep next to you. Unless… maybe she was thinking them too?”

“Y/N?” she suddenly asked, rolling over to face you.

Your heart stopped. Holy shit, was she reading my mind?

“Yeah?” you asked, mirroring her actions.

You both stared at each other in desperation for a while, until she dove forward and kissed you passionately. You were taken aback for a second, but soon brought your hands up around her neck. She shifted to straddle you, kissing you more intensely. She pulled away for a breather just as your hands were going up into her hair.

“I hate you.” she smirked evilly, gasping for air.

“I despise you.” you retaliated, yanking her hair slightly and making her whimper a bit. You used her moment of weakness as an opportunity and pushed her over to straddle her. You began kissing her again, then moved down to nip at her neck and chest. “Let me show you just how much I do.”

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[ryuluvr]

masterlist!

hi everyone, since im starting to write more now i thought a quick introduction and some links to my current work would be a good idea!!

i will update this post and add my work here as they get completed!

im 21, she/her pronouns and a lesbian.

please call me barbie for now!

i only write for (girl group) idols who are of age and those i am comfortable writing for. i mostly write about itzy x fem reader but i am open to other groups and fem idol x fem idol.

my requests are open for fics, imagines, headcanons, etc, just send in an anon ask! i write both smut and fluff.

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twilight temptations (rich!ryujin x stripper!reader / smut)

during the night (ryujin x 6th member!reader / fluff)

mommy kink ryujin (imagine / smut)

jealousy (best friend!ryujin x reader / smut)

ryujin headcanons (smut)

girlfriend ryujin headcanons (fluff + 1 smut mention)

livestream (girlfriend!ryujin x cam!girl!reader / smut)

needy (softdom!ryujin x thighrider!reader / smut)

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[hotlink907]

request: dom!soyeon overstimulating a fem!reader after misbehaving

pairings: soyeon x reader

genre: BDSM, smut

warnings: overstimulation, jealous and aggressive Soyeon

“I can’t believe the way you acted out there,” Soyeon growled. She was small, smaller than you, but when she was angry... the lioness in her came out. “You’re such a brat, you know that?”

You gave Soyeon a mischievous look. “I don’t know what you mean.”

She looked at you with a dark expression. “We’ll see about that.”

You loved when she was like this, even if she sometimes made you regret it later. It was always worth it to see tiny Soyeon blaze into a ball of fire.

“Get on the bed,” she ordered.

You resisted at first, because that’s what you always did. You couldn’t make things too easy for her. Where would the fun be in that?

You stuck your tongue out at Soyeon in a display of mock defiance. “You’re going to have to make me.”

Soyeon scowled at you. “You better get moving right now or you’re really going to regret it, you know that?”

You pouted and slowly made your way to the bedroom. You had to pass Soyeon to get there, and as you did so, she reached out and grabbed your hair, giving it a sharp tug. It wasn’t hard enough to really hurt, but it was enough to elicit a sharp gasp from you.

“That’s what I thought,” she said in a slightly self-satisfied tone. “Get in there and get your clothes off for me. And make it fast. Don’t make me wait any longer.”

You felt your heart rate increasing as you stepped into the bedroom. You hadn’t seen her this mad in a while. Granted, you had done something that you knew very well was going to set her off, but still... every time you saw her like this, it was a sight to behold.

You did as she asked, stripping out of your clothes and dropping them on the floor, until you were just standing there, naked and exposed in front of the bed.

Soyeon stepped into the bedroom and just stood there, staring at you, fire in her eyes. You swallowed nervously. She had undressed. She wasn’t entirely naked, but she had removed all of her clothes with the exception of the lacy black lingerie she had on underneath. It framed her body perfectly, showing off every curve and line.

“Turn around for me,” said Soyeon. “Let me look at you.”

You turned slowly, feeling the nervousness build in your stomach. It didn’t take long before it was too much to bear and you had to ask. “W-what are you going to do?”

Soyeon didn’t answer, she just continued to look your body up and down. You loved the way she looked at you--like she was hungry. Like there was nothing that could separate her from you. Even when you had just been an absolute brat.

Finally, she gave you another order. “Get on the bed,” she said. Her tone made it clear that there was no disobeying.

“Face-up,” she added, as you attempted to lay face down. “I want to see your face.”

You flipped over defiantly, kicking your feet a little just because you could. Soyeon raised an eyebrow, but didn’t say anything. Instead, she just let you lay there for a few more moments, naked on the bed, her eyes roaming all over your body. Finally, she spoke again.

“I want you to tell me what you did,” she said finally. “And then I’ll stop.”

“Stop what?” you asked, unable to keep your nervousness from your voice.

Soyeon didn’t say anything. She didn’t need to. Instead, you saw her go under the bed, where she kept a lot of her... toys. A moment later, she emerged with the toy that made you most sensitive--a magic wand vibrator, top of the line, that she had bought specifically because she knew how much it would affect you.

You had a feeling you knew what was coming next. “Soyeon, not that...” But you already knew that your pleas were going to fall on deaf ears. You had worked her up. You had made your own bed, and now you were laying in it. “You know I can’t handle that...”

“Too bad,” she said. “You should have thought of that first.”

“Okay!” you said. “Okay! I’m sorry! I wouldn’t stop flirting with Miyeon at the party and I shouldn’t have done that!” It wasn’t that you didn’t want the vibrator... it was that you knew exactly what she was going to do with it. And you also knew that every time she did it, you turned in an absolute exhausted, embarrassed mess

Soyeon switched the vibrator on and manipulated one of the settings. You could hear the humming and buzzing and you knew that she had picked one of the patterns that always managed to make you finish impossibly quick.

“Wait!” you said, now certain you knew what she was doing. “I won’t do it again!”

“She really did just look so pretty, didn’t she?” Soyeon asked as she began to bring the vibrator close to you. “I hope it was worth it.”

///

The first orgasm struck you quickly. Too quickly, in fact. You barely even had time to enjoy it. You were so focused on Soyeon’s devilish face and the promise of what was surely going to be coming next...

She pulled the toy away from you just as the last of the orgasm finished rolling over you. “How was that?” she asked, her voice almost sounding innocent. Too innocent.

“G-good,” you said, breathing hard. “Th-thank you.”

Soyeon smiled. “Mm. Good. I bet you wish it was Miyeon doing it, right? I bet if it was her, you could cum as many times as she wanted. What about for me? Could you do that for me?”

She knew damn well that you weren’t going to have a choice. She had already back on and was bringing it closer to you. It was already only a few inches from pressing up against you.

You could feel yourself throbbing from pleasure and exhaustion and you knew it was only about to get worse. “Soyeon, I--!”

You couldn’t help it. Every time she did this, you lost control. You were just too sensitive, and she knew exactly how to take advantage of that. And so when she touched the vibrator once again to you already exhausted body, you let out a scream that you just couldn’t hold back.

Soyeon smiled, which only drove you crazier. “That’s it, let it out. Doesn’t it feel so good? Don’t you want to feel even better?”

“Yes!” you shouted. “Yes, it’s just... it’s so much!”

“Good,” was all she said back to you, a wicked grin on her face.

“Oh my god, Soyeon, I think--I think I might--” You were thrashing around on the bed hard enough that Soyeon had repositioned herself so that you wouldn’t accidentally strike her. That meant that now, not only could you see her face, but you could also get a glimpse of her perfectly shaped ass peeking out through her lacy lingerie bottoms.

It only meant that you reached your second orgasm even faster.

This time, when you came, you could feel the wetness running out of you, dripping onto the bed below you. You blushed crimson, unable to stop yourself from crying out again, and aware of the fact that you were now sweating with the effort of what she was doing to you.

“Please, Soyeon,” you whimpered. “It’s so much.”

“Please?” she asked. “Please can you cum again? A little greedy of you, but I don’t see why not.”

You whimpered, any thoughts of pride or brattiness now gone. You knew that there was nothing that you could do to convince her otherwise. You had all but asked for this. And now these were the consequences.

She was already turning the vibrator back on, barely giving you any time to rest. Another moan escaped from your mouth without you even realizing it.

“Good girl,” said Soyeon as she touched your sore and sensitive clit with the vibrator yet again. “Let me hear you scream for me.”

You did what she asked. You didn’t have a choice. You couldn’t have stopped yourself if you had wanted to. And the truth was, you didn’t want to. Because Soyeon had your mind and your heart in a vicegrip, and there was nothing you loved more than when she took control.

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