"oh, we must stop meeting like this"

Sure, it started as a game but it slowly evolved into actual anger, something more than just poking fun. Karina was actually believing that she was correct.

“Don’t you guys play argue all the time?” Ningning chiming in through the doorframe, your roommate and best friend.

Winter, Karina, and Giselle all lived together. Ningning and you decided to get an apartment together at the complex across the street from them to stay close to your friend group and girlfriend.

“Yes, we play argue all the time but she said I wasn’t right…and actually meant it! That’s where I draw the line!” Raising your voice, solidifying that you weren’t going to give this up easily.

“I’m never going to admit you’re right because that would be a lie!” Jimin’s voice rips through the speaker, like a knife cutting glass - letting the remains of your past argument seep into the conversation you and Winter were having.

Stubborn.

As always.

Minjeong jumps at the loudness, closing her eyes and clenching muscles in annoyance at her best friend.

“If you want to keep this up, you call her and argue with her on your own time. This is MY call with her!” Winter rolls her eyes in frustration before crossing her arms and pouting like the softy she is.

“Maybe if she was right…I would call her!” Suddenly jumping into frame, raising her eyebrows and blowing you a kiss.

“See you at the party, baby! Unless you’re too mad to show.” Karina winks, shakes her tits at you before walking out of frame and giggling loudly, taunting you even further.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Disbelief runs through your body, she really thought that mocking you was going to make you say you weren’t right?

It’s like she didn’t even know you.

“I’m so sorry about her…I didn’t think she would do that.” Apologetic Minjeong, now worried that Karina herself might have just messed up her own chance at fixing this.

“You know what…” Winter could probably see the steam coming out of your ears as you come up with a devious plan to get exactly what you want.

“I think I will go to the party….What time does it start?” The smirk on your face tells Winter everything she needs to know.

“7pm!” Happily chirped with a small little clap and a smile, giddiness very apparent within her.

“I think I know exactly what to wear.” Standing up and heading to your closet to show Winter, letting her in one your little plan to cause a little chaos tonight.

—

Walking across the street with Ningning’s arm wrapped in your’s, you decided temptation was the way you would get Karina to admit you were right, even though you already knew.

Both of your heals clicking against the pavement as you walk across the street and up to the front door. The music seeps through the cracks as you take a deep breath and prepare to put your plan in motion.

Entering the apartment, you see a lot of mutual friends already drinking and having a good time.

Beer pong in the dining room of the spacey apartment, a few people standing around the living room sipping their drinks and talking, and the music is vibrating the walls just enough to not cause a noise complaint.

You find Giselle over by the bottles of alcohol and give her a hug, wishing her a happy birthday as you take in her tipsy state.

“Oh my goodness! I didn’t think you’d come…I’m so happy you’re here!” Giving you the biggest hug, squeezing you and pushing the air out of your lungs as she does, which was very unlike her.

Not typically affectionate, she must be a few drinks in to be so touchy.

Her arms snake around your waist and tighten, pulling you in and kissing your cheeks sensually. Confusion is painting a new plan in your brain as she sways back and forth with you and smirks.

“I do see your revenge outfit though and that I can appreciate.” Looking you up and down and snapping her fingers a few times, gassing you up and encouraging you to give a little pose or two.

The smallest pair of shorts you have with a lace crop top that covers just enough. No bra, but the top covered enough to not reveal anything too intense…just enough to get someone’s imagination going.

Winking at her while fixing yourself a drink, you knew that once Jimin saw you, it’d be over. She’d admit she was wrong and you’d forgive her…maybe in a day or two.

For now, the plan was just to make her as jealous as possible and you knew how easy it would be to accomplish that with this outfit.

Giselle keeps looking you up and down, admiring you a little more than she should. Maybe it’s the alcohol speaking to her…you decided to use that to your advantage without taking advantage.

Wrapping an arm around her neck, you pull her close to you- very sure to make eye contact and grab her attention. Her arms instinctively wrap around your waist again, you can feel her shaking against you. Something about you being the one to initiate contact strikes a nerve with her, creating a little anxiety with her.

“Do you want to have some fun?” Tilting your head to the side, tempting her with the seductive energy that is what trapped Karina in the first place.

She slowly nodded her head as her breath tried to regulate.

“Then when you see Jimin, play along.” whispered in her ear, close enough for your lips to lightly drag across her skin.

A shiver goes through her, rattling her against you even more than before. A hefty gulp can be heard as she nervously swallows and continues to stare right at you. Giving her the fuck me eyes, you see someone in the corner of your eye.

“Oh!” Grabbing your attention as a cup hit the counter with a little more force than it should, the clattering of the glass startles you and Giselle both - prompting her to tighten her grip on you slightly.

“Baby! I’m so glad you came!” Jimin gritted through her teeth, scowl hiding behind the glow of her skin and attempted cheery demeanor.

Seems like she had the same plan as you, wearing very revealing clothing, in fact you almost match. Looking her up and down, she starts to walk over to you- arms opened up to try and greet you warmly.

Simply putting your hand up to halt her in path, you grab Aeri’s hand and brush past Karina who is now beat red in embarrassment and fury.

Tugging Giselle into the living room to the couch, you sit facing her but with Jimin still in view and now speaking with Winter.

You loved to watch her spit venom to her adorable best friend without removing her focus from you.

She’s so…sexy when she’s mad. It did stir a very primal need in you. Possessive and jealous Karina always made your clench around nothing.

Wondering if she had caught on to the plan, you glance over to her to try and read her body language.

Karina is gobsmacked, jaw on the floor as she watches you and Aeri flirt on the couch while surrounded by others having a lovely time.

Continuing to watch her from the corner of your eye, her jaw tenses and her arms flex as she downs another shot with Winter. Jealousy raising through out her, but you aren’t don’t just yet.

Reaching up, you brush a singular strand of hair out of Giselle’s face, tucking it behind her ear softly and then rest your hand on her thigh while she’s drunkenly rambling to you about a subject you weren’t even paying mind to.

Littering her with soft touches, you keep trailing your fingers across her skin and caressing her right in front of your girlfriend.

Fingertips brushing along the goosebumps already laid so lightly, she shivers and squeezes her thighs together as you continue delicately brushing her soft exposed skin.

Hearing her stammer was cute, watching her flush red was even cuter. The poor girl is gay panicking in front of you, and Karina is seething across the room watching it all unfold.

Jimin will break any moment, you know that, but you were determined to get her back so you trace a faint line down Aeri’s jaw and wink at her, all in Karina’s view.

“The seductive energy you give off is…wow.” Aeri shivers at the tension you’ve built between the two of you, admiring it and seemingly enamored by it.

“I can’t believe she called you a-“

“Hey, Can we talk?!” Karina’s suddenly in front of you, arms crossed, jaw tensed, and starring daggers at your hand that’s resting a little too high on Giselle’s thigh.

“I’m busy, thanks.” Rolling your eyes, reverting your attention back to Aeri, tapping your fingers lightly on her thigh to get her attention back to you.

“I said…” Karina grips under your chin and forces you to look at her.

“Can. We. Talk.” Her body so tense, you can feel the anger radiating from her finger tips as she maneuvered them to your shoulder.

“Fine.” Standing up and brushing yourself off, you turn to see Winter standing in the corner waving at you, giving you a thumbs up- the signal that it was most definitely working.

Waving back at her before returning your attention to Aeri.

“I’ll be back in a minute, sweet girl. This won’t take long.” Winking at Aeri, who’s too stunned to speak, as Karina harshly drags you across the living room, down the hall and to the bathroom that would be Winter’s, practically slamming the door behind the both of you.

“What in the absolute fuck are you doing?!” The way her eyes furrowed, the tension, the intensity…a storm is curating in your stomach, it’s slowly migrating to where you wanted to feel her the longer she eyes you down.

Game time.

“I don’t know what you mean.” Leaning your butt against the sink in the smaller bathroom, crossing your arms , painting false confusion on your face and watching as her frustration boils into complete and total rage.

“Don’t know what I mean?! Really?!” Watching her as she effortlessly reaches behind her and locks the door without even looking.

Having thoughts of letting her win, you decide to just see what happens if you keep playing stupid.

Besides, how rough could she really be?

“You…” now poking your chest aggressively.

“Eye fucking…” another vicious poke.

“Aeri…AND right in front of me?!” Jimin slaps her hands down on her sides in frustration, nose scrunched and that cute little scowl on her face making you melt a little.

You’ve got her right where you want her.

“Oh, that?” Nonchalantly pointing gesturing towards the door, letting your shoulders drop, and being sure to be very intentional with your body language to show that it’s no big deal, while rolling your eyes all at the same time.

“That was foreplay, babe.” Smirking as you reply.

That’s sure to piss her off.

Karina’s jaw tenses again, her nose scrunching as she tries to keep a straight face.

“Foreplay?! Why are you doing this?!” Attempting to hide her emotions, but struggling with her tone and body language.

It’s cute to watch her trying to keep her composure even in this mess you created in your revenge driven plan.

“HA! Even Giselle said that she didn’t know why you called me that with how I was acting with her so *maybe* you should just admit you’re wrong!” shrugging and trying to make light of the situation and failing with the competitiveness of the tone.

“Oh! That’s what this is about?! Because you can accept that you’re a-“

“I’m fucking not!” Cutting her off before she can even try to finish the sentence.

A full blown screaming match ensues in this bathroom while the party carries on outside. Thankfully the music was loud enough to hide the couple’s spat.

“Okay! If you’re not, then fucking prove it!” There’s malice in her words now, a challenge to you.

But unfortunately for her, you were still going to get what you wanted.

“No.” Calm as you state it, face void of emotion as you make your move.

“No?!” looking at you in disbelief.

“Yes. I said no. You’re my girlfriend. You’re just supposed to believe me and I have nothing to prove.” Standing up straight and attempting to maneuver around her to escape back to the party.

Very aware she wouldn’t let you leave.

“You know what…” throwing her arm across and clinging to the sink to stop you from getting to the door.

“Fine” calmly stated through the thick tense atmosphere.

Oh, no…

Jimin is now still, her tone is calm but her body is tense.

This was…very unlike her.

“Fine?” Confusion laces you, binding you to this small bathroom and her.

“That’s what I said…fine.” Nodding her head at you, refusing to break eye contact.

“If you don’t want to prove you’re right, then fine…” seductiveness dripping from her tongue, causing a similar reaction but between your legs.

Karina leans in, brushing a lock of hair behind your ear and caressing your cheek before her lips brush against where her hand just was.

“I’ll just prove my point.” Whispered to you before her hand flies up and clamps both your cheeks, the grip is like a vice - Holding you in place and taking control of your movements.

Karina guides you down, forcing you to your knees and squatting down to face you.

Mere inches from your face, fire in her eyes setting your cunt ablaze and spreading the heat through the rest of your body.

“Oh, sweet girl.” Mocking you as she forces you to submit to her, fake pouting at you.

“You’re going to listen to me, aren’t you?” Using her leverage and forcing you to nod yes.

“Good…” finally letting go and standing up.

Jimin points at the button on her shorts, signaling you to undo them for her.

However, you wanted to push her buttons, not undo them…having her like this…so infuriated that she’s gripping you this way made you weaker than you want to admit.

“Nope.” Crossing your arms, still on your knees on the floor - halfway waiting for instruction just so you can purposely ignore them.

Huffing at your defiance, her arms cross and she taps her foot at you- waiting for you to listen.

“Fine! If you want to be a *fucking* brat, then you’ll get treated like one!” Growled at you as she slips her fingers through your hair and harshly grips it in her fist.

Her other hand slides to the button of her shorts, expertly undoing them with her pointer finger and thumb.

The sound the fabric hitting the floor signals her to tug you forward. Holding your head inches from her slick soaked panties as she coos from above.

“Awh, look at this mess you made! You know better than to make a mess of me…” A fake pout dawns her face, hostile tone dripping and boiling over, just to soak you in return.

“No!” Gasped through your new found heavy breathing, you aren’t going to give in and this is simply too delicious to speed through.

You want her pissed off and dripping.

And you’ve got both.

Just how you like her.

“You’re such a fucking brat!” Pulling your head back from her cunt, she pulls her panties to the side - revealing a reflective sheen of slick coating every part of her.

“And you’re a pervert.” Softly echoes through the small bathroom she had you on your knees in.

Her grasp on your hair tightens, rage seeps through her pores as she tilts your head up to look her in the eyes.

“What the fuck did you just say?!” Hissed at you through her teeth as she waits for your reply.

“Look at you! In this small bathroom forcing me to my knees because you’re mad you’re wrong. Very pervy of you, if you ask me.” Trying to keep your calm but you know she can see through this false sense of calm you’re carrying.

Suddenly squatting down, her had flies to your throat - squeezing the sides tightly without letting go of your hair.

“You will do as I say, Do you understand?”

A beat of silence between the two of you, only your heavy breathing can be heard but you know she can feel the way you swallow nervously.

Waiting and watching, your eyes drift down to between her legs to catch sight of a single drop of slick dripping from her soaked thong.

“See! I told you that you were a pervert. Look how wet you are from this.” Reaching out to graze over her fabric covered pussy just barely.

The soft muffled moan she let out was enough to tell you she was about to break.

What she didn’t know is you were equally as wet. Seeing her like this, so angry and aggressive…was something you always craved and ached for.

Karina says nothing, releasing her hand from your throat but not your hair- leaning her back against the door with her hips sticking out - another drip of her essence trailing down her thigh, your eyes follow it down.

Unknowingly licking your lips, she catches you doing so and smirks.

“Who’s the perv now?” Before tugging you forward to meet her cunt with your mouth.

The sweetness of her was so delectable that it was hard to lick her through her panties, but you weren’t ready for her to feel pure pleasure just yet, wanting to make sure she was aware that you still held some of the power.

Lightly running your tongue over her clit - you slowly circled with the tip of your tongue through the fabric, offering little to nothing to her.

Gasping in frustration, whining at the lack of touch - were you going to get her to beg?

Hopefully.

Jerking your head closer to her, she pulls her hips back for a moment and her panties to the side to give you full access to her.

Though you want to tease her more you can’t help but take in the way she tastes, admiring the flavor like a fine wine hitting your pallet for the first time.

As you’re gently circling her pussy with your tongue, she’s getting reckless. Rutting her hips forward waiting for you to do what she wanted…when it became apparent that you weren’t going to give her what she craved, she took the matters into her own hands.

“Stick your tongue out.” Demanding you to do so as she tugs her panties to the floor with one hand, not letting you go with the other.

“No.” Spat back at her.

“Fine then, I’ll use your face instead.”

Before you could protest, she’s already positioned on top of you - face to face with her cunt before the lays it on your lips and starts grinding against your face - clit grazing your nose as she slides across your lips and back down again.

Immediately sticking your tongue out for her, you let her use your mouth for her own pleasure. Being her toy was one of your favorite activities and you were going to let her do whatever she wanted to you.

“Awh-fuck- now you want to be good?” Huffed out to you between the grinding motion.

“Mmmhhmmm” hummed right into her cunt, knowing that it would drive her crazy to feel you moaning into her.

And you were right, as always.

Her grinding picked up its pace, her thirst for you was almost unbearable. Dripping down your chin as she slid across your mouth over and over again, harshly thrusting into you with her breath becoming uneven and hitching at every pass.

“Fuck baby, you look so fucking good between my legs.” Her essence is dripping off your chin and down your tits, your hands climb to her thighs to hold her steady as she continues to use you.

Her reckless and haphazard patterns turn more violent with every stroke. Her grip on your hair tighter than before as the facade tough facade falls off and she turns into a whining mess.

“Baby, oh fuck, pleaseeeee”

That’s right, beg for it.

Moaning into her one last time, you latch onto her clit as her legs start to shake and dig your nails into her thighs as you suck hard forcing her orgasm out of her before she’s ready.

“Fuck!”

Just like that, she falls apart in your mouth. Thighs shaking around your head, back leaned against the door and your hands the only thing keeping her from falling. Her breathing is weighed in pleasure and bliss and she finally lets go of your hair.

“*Huff…*are you ready?” Between each attempt to replenish the oxygen to her body.

“For?” Now you’re actually confused, standing up and licking her cum off your lips.

“I’ll show you why you were wrong.” Her legs are still shaking as she steps out of her shorts and panties, kicking them to the side.

“I’m not wrong! I just proved that to you while you were begging for me to let you cum so I truly don’t know what you’re talking about.” Reaching for the door so you can continue to enjoy the party and be away from your stubborn girlfriend.

“Shut up.” Jimin grabs you by the wrist and tugs you to her side, letting you fall into her back and trapping you against her.

Pushing you against the cold counter, she slips her hand to the button of your shorts, undoing them with as much grace as she did her own. They fall to the floor with no argument from either of you.

One hand still in her grip behind your back, the other is holding onto the counter as your face heats up the counter against it.

You’re absolutely soaked and it doesn’t take long for her to realize that.

“Well well well, what do we have here?” Swiping her finger up your damp panties to gather some of the slick.

Whimpering at the contact, you instinctually rocking your hips -silently asking for more of her touch.

Jimin knows the power she holds over you. The ache she causes so deep inside. Teasing, making you angry, instigating that brewing storm and only to quell it with her tender love and affection.

It very much seems like you curated a storm yourself within her…

“That’s right, my perfect little whore…” a sudden smack to your ass startles you, pushing you to let out a whine that makes Karina’s eyes roll back.

“I know you like this…” another slap, this one much harder than the first.

Gasping at the contact, you can feel the slick dripping down your thighs.

She notices it too .

“Such a good fucking slut for me. Look how ready you are…” watching in the mirror you were facing as her hand retracts back and slaps your pussy.

Sound of the splatter and your grunts of pleasure send her into a whirlwind. She’s past the point of stopping, too far in her headspace to be removed…not that you wanted her to be.

Karina takes the side of your underwear and tugs them down, letting them hit the floor. Her grip around your wrist tightens as she pushed forward, anchoring you to the counter.

Squirming underneath her, the desire she’s created gets deeper and more primal as she pins you down.

Fingers dancing up and down your slit as she smirks, teasing you and waiting for the thing she loves the most…your begging.

“Come on, give me what I want…” silky words slither through her teeth as she ups the pressure, only slightly, causing a huff of pleasure blended with frustration to ooze from you.

“P-Please” whispered, you’re breaking…slowly spiraling down the path of not caring who is wrong or right…even if you are always right.

“Mmm…” the moan let out by Jimin in anticipation as she bites her lip.

Watching her from the mirror, her eyes burrowing into your back as she slams 2 fingers into you.

“Fuck!” whimpered out as you arch your back, leaning most of your weight on the counter- lifting your ass to her so she can have better leverage.

“That’s right, baby. You take me so well.” Rotating her wrist to maneuver her fingers to the pads of them are facing your G-spot, curling them down and starting to pump them harshly inside you.

It’s difficult to keep it together when she’s like this, so hell bent on ruining you that you just need to sit and take what she gives you.

Suddenly, your wrist is released and a hand grips your hair, tugging you up onto your feet again. Her fingers slip out and you gasp at how empty it feels.

“Turn around. Now.” Sternly hissed through a clenched jaw as she pushes your shoulder back so your bare ass is leaned against the counter.

Wasting no time, she rips your shirt over your head and connects your lips together in a hasty attempt so take your emotions, practically sucking your soul right out of you.

Her hands on your hips, she hoists you up onto the counter so you’re sitting for her and wedges herself between your legs.

Teasing your clit while your tongues dance, she swallows every whine you give her before slamming her fingers inside you again, continuing to pump them haphazardly.

Holding her close, she releases your lips from her just to hear how you pant for her. Clinging to her body as she proceeds to slip a third finger inside, the small whimpers you let out only further her desire to ruin you.

“That’s right, be a good little whore for me.” Slipping her free hand up to your throat, squeezing the sides of your neck to make sure you know who is in charge.

That’s the exact moment it starts.

The build up.

The knot inside you that’s threatening to burst at every curl of her knuckles.

“Please, please, please!” your hands slither up to her hair, pulling her face to yours without even being able to kiss her. Just simply resting your forehead on hers while your noses lean against each other.

Unable to even keep your eyes open, you’re about to lose it. She sees this and tightens her grip around your neck.

“Hold it in. Be a good little slut and wait for permission.”

Eyes fluttering at the way she growls at you, hips rutting forward, hands gripping her as tightly as possible, you’re holding on for dear life to try and not cum.

“Baby, p-please…” groaned out as the force within you gnaws at the cage bars, begging for release.

Karina leans into you, pressing her lips to your ear.

“Give it to me.” Hand squeezing tighter around your neck, tipping you right over the edge of the cliff that she back you up against.

A shockwave ripples through you. Tingling, tensing, and releasing every ounce of tension that had been built- crashing down into a rubble, a pile of the argument that once was.

Stars reverberate behind your eyes as you collapse into her arms. Jimin still pumping her fingers inside you, letting you ride out the pleasure she had gifted you with before removing her hand from your neck and placing it on your back urging you to lean into her as she traces shapes with her finger and cooes how good you are.

“So…” Jimin softly speaks while she ptucks one of your locks behind your ear before caressing your cheek lightly.

“Ready to admit you’re a bottom?” Pinching that same cheek and sticking her tongue out at you playfully.

“I AM NOT A BOTTOM!” Pushing her away from you while she cackles, revealing that devilish grin that makes you melt - even if you’re angry with her and she knows that.

“Alright, alright!” Putting her hands up in an act of surrender.

“You’re right! You’re right!”

“I know.” Crossing your arms and rolling your eyes.

“Can we just…” walking over to you to lean on you, on top of your arms, trying to get your full attention.

“…go back to normal now?” Pouty face, big eyed, puppy dog Karina revealing herself to you.

The reason you fell in the first place…

“Well…” unraveling your arms and letting her fall into place where she belongs.

“Maybe, in 3-5 business days.” Giggling and kissing her forehead.

“Now, get dressed before anyone notices we’ve been gone.” Stated to her, who showed no intention of moving.

“Baby…they noticed.” Pointing at your phone as it buzzes on the counter with Aeri’s name popping up followed by knocking on the door and a disgruntled Winter yelling about where her two best friends disappeared to.

“good morning birthday girl!”

your girlfriend, nayeon, wakes you up by shouting and jumping on you. she’s normally already bouncing everywhere and yelling, but she’s especially lively when she has even the slightest reason to celebrate. your birthday is no different.

“good morning.”

you groan, giving her a drowsy smile as your eyes adjust to the brightness. she gives you a big kiss and pulls off the blanket covering you. when she sees that you’re still unclothed from last night’s early birthday present, she giggles and kisses you again.

“you should go get ready, people are going to be here soon.”

“what?! It’s like nine, why did you tell them to come so early?!”

you groan again and stretch, trying to curl back up in bed. she doesn’t let you though, pulling you up by your arms and dragging you into the bathroom.

“i’m going to go get things ready. when you walk outside, i want you to be clothed and completely ready.”

she points a finger at you and raises her eyebrows. you fake salute at her and she walks out the door, shutting it behind her. you begin doing as you were told and step in the shower. while in there, you start thinking about something nayeon said yesterday.

while you guys were having some fun last night, nayeon stopped to look at your marked body for a few seconds. you don’t know if she meant to say what came out of her mouth next, but you haven’t been able to stop replaying it in your mind.

“i can’t wait to see what your birthday present will think of this.”

you of course didn’t ask her what she meant, but you’re hoping it was about something you previously told her.

a few days ago, you were sitting on your couch, mindlessly scrolling on your phone when nayeon walked into the room and took it from you.

“what do you want for your birthday?”

she sat, patiently waiting for your answer. you had an immediate one in your head, even if you didn’t want to admit it. the only thing you’d been thinking about for weeks was park jihyo and your girlfriend; completely indecent in front of you. you didn’t know how nayeon would react if you told her though, so you were very hesitant to say anything.

“i’m waiting…”

she crossed her arms, leaning back on the couch. you contemplated what to do for a few more seconds and decided to just tell her.

“i want jihyo to join us, just for one night.”

she sat still, looking at you confused.

“join us for what? what do you mean?”

you stared at the floor, too ashamed to make eye contact. it was quiet for a few more seconds, but she finally understood.

“oh.”

you looked up at her, frantically trying to explain yourself. she let you rant for some time before finally shutting you up with a kiss.

“i’ll see what i can do. don’t worry.”

with that, the conversation was over. she didn’t bring it up again until last night, or at least that’s what you’re hoping for.

you notice that you’ve been in the shower for a long time now, so you get out. when you’re done getting ready, you go outside where there’s already some other members.

“happy birthday!” they all shout at you as soon as they notice you’re finally done and run to hug you. you say thank you and walk over to nayeon who’s in the kitchen.

“genuinely why did you tell them to come so early? in what world do birthday parties start at ten?”

she rolls her eyes stops what she’s doing to completely look at you.

“they’re here right now because they’re leaving early. i have something planned for later.”

she plants a kiss on your forehead and turns away again. did she really talk to jihyo about it? did jihyo agree?

you walk back to the living room with a million questions, already impatiently waiting for everyone to leave.

you sit and chat with everyone for a bit. nayeon eventually joins, taking a seat right next to you. you hear the door open and turn to see who it is; its jihyo.

fuck.

she looks so hot, you can’t stop looking at her body. you don’t even care that nayeon can see exactly what you’re doing. you’re still staring at her as she walks over to greet you and gives you a hug.

“happy birthday, y/n! i hope it’s going well so far.”

you can feel yourself blushing tremendously and try to hide your face. before you can do that however, nayeon notices and can’t stop herself from taking a jab at you.

“c’mon, im right here.”

she smirks while whispering in your ear, clearly teasing you.

the rest of the members and some of your other friends arrive shortly thereafter, crowding your entire living room. of course you enjoy the company of everyone present, but in this specific moment, you wish none of them were here. all you can think about is what’s going to happen after they leave.

the day is going by dreadfully slow. you’re constantly looking at your phone, hoping to magically speed up time. you keep looking at jihyo and nayeon, basically undressing them both with your eyes. it’s now six and everyone is still here. ‘why?’ your ask yourself, going somewhat insane.

luckily, someone finally says they should get going which starts a domino effect until everyone is finally gone; leaving just you, nayeon, and jihyo.

they’re both sitting on the couch, looking at you with playful grins on their faces.

“so, nayeon tells me you have a special birthday wish, one involving me. is that true?”

you choke a bit as jihyo stretches her arms across the top of the couch, still staring at you with the same devilish smile. when you don’t say anything in response, nayeon decides to speak for you.

“she’s just a little nervous. isn’t that right, pretty girl?”

she motions for you to come closer, patting down the space in between them. you sit, breathing shakily as you look at jihyo. you feel very silly all of the sudden, you’re acting as if this is your first time ever being this close to her.

“oh c’mon, you’re the one who wanted this weren’t you?” nayeon gets closer to your ear to finish her sentence “why are you so being so shy now?”

“i don’t know.”

you finally speak, earning a smile from both of them.

“why don’t you sit on jihyo’s lap?”

nayeon moves you toward jihyo as the leader practically lifts you onto herself, making you straddle her. you’re suddenly hyperaware of how wet you are. you can feel the cold slick on your underwear as it’s pressed against you with jihyo’s thighs. there’s no way she can’t feel it, you have no shorts on under your dress and she’s wearing a skirt. you try lifting your hips a bit so your not directly touching her, but she pushes you back down.

“don’t do that, i want to feel how wet i’m making you.”

shit, she really wastes no time deciding to speak freely.

“let me take your clothes off.”

nayeon stands, pulling your dress completely off you and throwing it on the floor. you instinctively cover your bare chest, feeling your cheeks and core growing hotter. nayeon doesn’t seem to like that.

“don’t cover up, let her see.”

she lowers your arms, fully exposing you to jihyo. her eyes scan your entire body, looking at every little mark and bruise while brushing her fingers against your skin.

“so pretty, i want to add my own.”

she puts her lips directly on your breast, kissing and nibbling it until it’s completely coaxed in stains from her lipstick. nayeon is sitting beside you again, using her hand to play with your other breast. you’re already a moaning mess, even though you haven’t even been touched yet.

“take this off.”

jihyo tugs at your underwear and you eagerly do as you’re told. you sit back down on her lap, letting yourself come in direct contact with her thigh. you let out a small gasp, placing your hands on her shoulders for support.

“you’re so sensitive, cute.”

nayeon is just watching now, sitting back against the armrest as jihyo does what she wants.

jihyo’s mouth goes to your neck next, licking and biting you until she’s satisfied with how many marks she can see. the hand previously on your thigh travels further up, landing her thumb on top of your swollen clit. you gasp again at the friction.

“i want you to tell me if you want me to stop, okay?”

you nod your head. she begins moving her thumb in slow, circular motions, drawing more slight gasps and moans from you.

“how long have you wanted me to do this?”

you make eye contact with her in your already broken state and force out an answer.

“don’t know, i can’t think.”

she laughs at your answer and brings her free hand your tits, taking one of your nipples in between two of her fingers.

you look over at nayeon. she’s still watching you guys, but one of her hands is inside her pants. her legs are spread apart, her face is flushed, and her free hand has two fingers in her mouth.

jihyo also notices what’s happening and speeds up. your eyes gloss over with tears as they normally do when you’re close to climaxing.

“is what nayeon is doing turning you on?”

jihyo questions, speeding up her motions even more. a breathy ‘yes’ escapes your lips and you feel your abdomen clench. your hips buck forward as you reach your high and you bury your face in jihyo’s neck. she keeps rubbing as you hear nayeon finish as well, helping you completely finish.

“you did so well. you’re such a good girl.”

jihyo tries to kiss your neck again, but you pull her in for an actual kiss. you grab her face, roughly interlacing your tongue with hers. when you pull away, nayeon also goes in for a kiss and you watch them with ecstasy.

“jihyo, it’s your turn now. it wouldn’t be fair if we got to finish but you didn’t.”

nayeon remarks, pulling you out of jihyo’s lap and pushing her down on the couch.

“y/n, why don’t you go ahead and eat her out?”

your girlfriend states, pulling down jihyo’s skirt in one quick motion. you nod in excitement and position yourself between jihyo’s thighs, directly on top of her core. you see how incredibly wet she is and can’t help but smile to yourself.

“she’s really good jihyo. you’re going to love her.”

nayeon pushes your head in between jihyo’s legs with her remark. you feel jihyo twitch as you start pressing your tongue over her clit, making sure to let her fully feel every move you make. you run your flat tongue against her folds and push it into her entrance every time you pass it.

it’s not long before you hear her become a whimpering, incoherent mess. you pride yourself in how good you are at this, it’s your favorite thing to do to nayeon when she lets you take the lead.

“is she doing well? what do you think?”

you hear nayeon’s voice over you, directed at jihyo.

“fuck, she’s great.”

nayeon giggles, pushing your head further into jihyo. your pace becomes sloppy, no longer caring how thought-out your motions are. every sound she’s making encourages you to apply more and more pressure, lapping every bit of fluid coming out of her.

you feel her legs tense around your head and see her back arch. she finishes with one last moan, releasing all of her juices into your mouth. you drink them like water, letting her completely feel and enjoy her high.

once you’re content with how much you’ve indulged in her, you come back up. nayeon wipes your chin with her hand, leaving a kiss on your lips.

you both look down at jihyo smiling and she does the same back.

“thank you, and i’m sorry for not talking a lot.”

you lean over jihyo, coming closer to her face to give her a kiss as well.

“you don’t have to apologize for that.

everything stays quiet as you all sit there, processing what just happened. you decided to break the silence with a question.

“nayeon, jihyo?”

they turn to look at you, nodding their heads.