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Soyeon’s hand quickly scratched the side of her head, before shrugging:

-I guess not.

Soyeon closed the distance between them, kissing Yuqi. The hands on Soyeon’s waist moved, travelling down to her ass, pulling both women closer.

A gentle, almost silent gasp left Soyeon’s mouth, and Yuqi smirked, pulling away from their kiss. She wiggled her eyebrows as she asked:

-Want to test out the balcony?

Soyeon’s eyes grew wide.

-What? Here?

Yuqi’s lips trailed to Soyeon’s neck, suckling gently on the skin there.

-Yeah, here. Consider it as us celebrating your new place, baby.

Soyeon shivered, and Yuqi didn’t have to look her in the eyes to know that hesitation was going through her girlfriend’s mind right now. Even with her confident demeanour in her work, Soyeon had always been a little more reserved when it came to intimate activities. Yuqi, on the other hand, had no problem talking about it at length, be it to friends over a glass of soju, or to ask her girlfriend for a debriefing of their last escapade.

Keeping this in mind, Yuqi pulled away, her tone reassuring as she said:

-We don’t have to, Soyeon-ah. If you’re more comfortable inside, we can go inside. In fact, we don’t even have to do anything at all. We could watch a movie, or just order some takeout.

Soyeon shook her head in response, still standing in her girlfriend’s space.

-I know, I know. But, the thing is… I can’t say I’m not intrigued.

Yuqi loved to hear the shyness in Soyeon’s voice, so different from the way she usually presented herself. Both versions of Soyeon, the shy as well as the confident one, were just as lovable in Yuqi’s eyes.

-Well, if you sit on this cushion here, no one will see anything, because the balcony’s railing hides us.

Curious, Soyeon tried it out, and indeed, her head didn’t even poke out from the dim grey panels. The leader lifted her head back up, urging Yuqi to sit with her.

-And now what?

Yuqi kneeled down, a playful gaze travelling from Soyeon’s shorts to her lips.

-Well, now, I really want to make you come.

Soyeon’s cheeks reddened a little, and Yuqi’s hands splayed on her thighs. She undid the button of the rapper’s jeans shorts, gently pulling them down her legs, leaving Soyeon in her panties on the comfy cushion.

Yuqi’s lips found Soyeon’s own again, their kiss bringing a familiarity to this new setting.

Soyeon’s hands wrapped around Yuqi’s neck, pulling her even closer. Their chests were now pressed against each other, and Yuqi took the initiative to move her lips down Soyeon’s neck, knowing the leader was sensitive there.

A shy moan erupted from Soyeon, and Yuqi laughed as the rapper suddenly placed a hand on her own mouth to quiet her sounds down.

-Love, I know we’re technically outside, but with the car engines, the birds and the people walking down the street, you’re going to have to be much louder if you want them to actually hear you.

Soyeon weakly slapped Yuqi’s shoulder at the sarcasm in her tone.

-It’s better to be safe than sorry, Woogie!

Yuqi was about to reassure Soyeon once more when an idea popped into her head.

The surprised expression on her girlfriend’s face as Yuqi cupped her heat was worth biting back her comment.

-Yuqi, what are you doing!

-Getting you off, dear.

-Could you give me a headstart next time? You know, so I don’t lose my dignity by potentially groaning out loud?

-But you’re so fun to tease...

Soyeon rolled her eyes, but didn’t remove Yuqi’s hand at all. In fact, her hips wiggled a little closer to the contact, craving for more friction.

-Fun to tease and impatient, apparently.

-Woogie, if you don’t do something other than sarcasm I’m going inside to get my vibrator.

At the words, Yuqi finally moved, gently pushing aside Soyeon’s panties. She couldn’t help but lick her lips when she noticed how wet Soyeon was.

-Fuck, you’re into this, aren’t you?

Soyeon’s blush spread anew, colouring all the way down to her chest. Yuqi thought her girlfriend looked beautiful like this.

Eager fingers finally reached their destination, drawing circles on the leader’s clit. Soyeon’s eyes were fully focused on Yuqi’s, and that prompted her to please her girlfriend even more. She felt giddy at the fact that Soyeon trusted her to try something new like this.

Moving her hand, Yuqi repositioned herself. The slide of her first finger inside Soyeon was easy, the wetness there allowing Yuqi to thrust right away.

-You can add another finger, baby.

Yuqi smirked, doing as asked:

-Yes, ma’am.

Soyeon rolled her eyes.

-You’re always so cocky during sex.

Yuqi’s fingers curled a little, prompting Soyeon to let out a quiet moan.

-Well, looks like I’ve got reasons to be, no?

The younger woman noticed that her girlfriend was about to reply, so she decided it would be the perfect time to bring her other hand into the mix, leaving the leader’s thigh to come play with her clit.

Whatever the leader wanted to retort never made it past her pretty lips; only soft sighs were heard.

Yuqi could tell that Soyeon was holding back her sounds, but it didn’t make the act any less arousing - in fact, it only reminded the couple of their location.

The thrill of being outside certainly worked in Soyeon’s favour as well, as Yuqi could feel her girlfriend start to clench around her fingers.

-Woogie, don’t stop...

Soyeon’s right hand slid underneath her shirt to palm at her own breasts, and Yuqi had to bite back a groan at the sight.

Just when she felt that the leader was about to come, Yuqi pressed their lips together, effectively muffling the sounds coming from Soyeon.

Soyeon’s thighs tensed, and Yuqi kept on thrusting through it, wanting to prolong her girlfriend’s orgasm as much as possible. It’s only when Soyeon pulled away from their kiss, breathless and panting, that Yuqi slowed her movements down, before gently pulling out of her girlfriend.

-Fuck… that was…

Soyeon didn’t finish her sentence. The smirk from earlier reappeared on Yuqi’s face, and Soyeon let out a laugh.

-Don’t you dare say anything, or we’re not getting takeout.

Somin did as asked, and when Jiwoo adjusted the rope, tightening it just a little more, a moan escaped her parted lips. The smirk that appeared on Jiwoo’s face in response made Somin want to roll her eyes, but she ended up smiling at her partner sheepishly.

-Are you comfortable ? Is it too tight ?

-It’s just fine, baby.

-What about your safe word, Somin ?

-It’s joker.

-Good girl.

A shiver went up Somin’s spine at the pet name, and she watched as Jiwoo quickly left the bed to rummage through their toy box. Another rope – of the same colour, of course – was retrieved, and the younger woman joined her lover once more. While Jiwoo was busy parting Somin’s legs and securing them to each cuff that was wrapped around their bed posts, Somin looked at her girlfriend.

Her bright coloured hair falling in front of her face, the glasses that adorned her cute nose, and her lips that Somin could never get enough of…

-Can you tug again, sweetheart ? How’s this ?

Jiwoo’s voice took Somin out of her reverie, and once all ropes were thoroughly checked, the younger woman leaned down to press her lips against Somin’s.

The kiss quickly grew heated, especially when Somin felt the filmsy material of Jiwoo’s blouse against her skin. When the couple pulled apart, Jiwoo’s eyes had darkened, and Somin was sure that hers looked no different. Something about laying there, completely bare and tied to the bed, while Jiwoo still had her clothes on, a hungry look in her gaze, made Somin’s arousal grow.

-Jiwoo, please…

-Please what ?

Somin groaned at her girlfriend’s teasing, but complied nonetheless.

-Please touch me, baby.

Jiwoo gave Somin a sweet smile, before her lips trailed down from her mouth to her neck, down to her chest, her breasts. Jiwoo had always been an attentive lover, so it didn’t take her a long time to memorize what spots made Somin tick.

When Jiwoo gently bit on one of her nipples, Somin’s hands automatically tugged at her restraints in surprise. The confident, assured behaviour Jiwoo displayed made Somin’s core throb; prompting her to let out an appreciative moan.

-A little worked up already, I see.

-Well, you did take your sweet time tying me up, so…

Jiwoo’s eyes locked onto Somin’s own as the younger woman’s hand finally cupped her, finding her wet and wanting.

-And now, I’m gonna take my sweet time getting you off, baby.

Joohyun’s low voice made the hairs on Seulgi’s arms stand up, and she gulped, taking a look at the people around. The gallery was quite busy at this time, curious minds discovering the new exhibitions Seulgi and her team had worked on for the last few months. Seulgi figured that if she was unavailable for a few minutes, it would be fine - and besides, Joohyun’s fingers now wrapped around her wrist told her that her wife’s words were more of a promise than a suggestion. So she followed Joohyun’s lead, trying hard not to roll her eyes at the look her friend and associate Seungwan gave her when she noticed the couple leaving.

Seulgi watched as Joohyun stopped in front of her office door, waiting expectantly. The younger woman took her keys out of her pocket, unlocking the room and then making a hand gesture signalling for Joohyun to enter first.

The faint blush on her wife’s cheeks as she stepped into the office made Seulgi smile giddily.

Once they were inside, Joohyun spoke first:

-I wanted to congratulate you on the new exhibit, Seulgi-ah. You’ve worked so hard on it, and it’s beautiful. The choice of the pieces, and the cohesion of it all with the exhibit’s title, it all flows so well together. You did a great job, darling.

It was Seulgi’s turn to blush, still unused to getting compliments like this, but Joohyun’s sincere words made her happy.

-Ah, thank you, honey. I’m glad you like it, really!

-And, on top of that, I certainly do not mind the suit you’ve picked for this opening night...

Seulgi smirked, having noticed Joohyun’s eyes on her when she had removed her blazer earlier in the night.

Joohyun’s fingers looped into Seulgi’s belt, and the younger woman found herself being pulled closer. Joohyun’s back pressed against the wall, and Seulgi closed the remaining distance, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss.

Familiar hands wrapped around Seulgi’s neck, and the scent of Joohyun’s favourite perfume filled her nose.

Pulling apart, Joohyun continued:

-But as much as I love how you look in this suit, I couldn’t help but notice that some other people were checking you out, too.

-Hyun... You know you don’t have to be jealous.

-I know, I know. I just wanted to remind you who makes you moan, yeah?

-Fuck, Hyun... Kiss me again, please.

Seulgi sighed when she felt Joohyun comply, closing her eyes at the feeling. Sneaky hands undid Seulgi’s belt, and pulled her zipper down, before the younger woman felt fingers against her underwear. The touch prompted Seulgi to groan into the kiss, and when the couple pulled away, Joohyun smiled cockily.

-Now, will you let me congratulate you properly?

As if in a daze, Seulgi just nodded, watching with arousal as Joohyun kneeled down, hands splayed on her thighs. Her trousers and underwear now down around her ankles, Seulgi took in a sharp breath at the first swipe of her wife’s tongue between her legs.

The knowledge that Joohyun was eating her out in her office, on an opening night, while the gallery was crowded, made the knot in Seulgi’s stomach tighten a little faster than usual.

As the frequency of her gasps grew, Seulgi noticed her wife switching between focusing on her clit and on her entrance, trying to give equal attention to both zones.

Joohyun’s lips eagerly wrapped around Seulgi’s sensitive clit and sucked harder, a loud moan almost spilling from the younger woman’s lips before she muffled it with the back of her hand.

Seulgi moved her hands to the facing wall, steadying herself, her gaze still lowered down to her wife as she felt Joohyun grip her thighs a little harder, probably leaving nail marks on the skin.

The thought made Seulgi shiver, and she could feel herself getting so, so close.

-Joohyun, don’t stop, please...

A pair of eager, amused eyes looked up to Seulgi, and the fiery gaze of her wife, coupled with the attention on her sensitive bud, prompted Seulgi to groan loudly, her pupils squeezing shut at the pleasure.

Joohyun kept her pace as Seulgi came, until the art curator’s hand tapped on her head, signalling to her that she was feeling too sensitive.

When Seulgi reopened her eyes, she was met with a look of affection in Joohyun’s own. Seulgi’s chest was still rising and falling quicker than usual, her voice still sounding a little out of breath, as Joohyun smiled at her, standing back up and pressing a quick kiss to her lips.

-You’re just as artful as those paintings, Seulgi-ah.

Dami gives a slight tug on the restraints to check.

-It's perfect like this, Singie.

Siyeon leaned down to press a kiss against Dami's lips, one of her hands moving down to caress her girlfriend's bare thigh. Dami deepened the kiss, making Siyeon let out a gasp when she gently bit on her lower lip. In response, Siyeon tightened her grasp on Dami's thigh, urging her to open her legs wider.

-Come on, Dami, don't be bad for me.

Dami smirked at her girlfriend, eyes following Siyeon's movements with attention. Siyeon knew that Dami could've hit her back with a snarky comment, but she also knew her girlfriend's moods, and tonight seemed to be a needy one for Dami. Which meant that Siyeon was going to spend the time needed for her girlfriend to be properly taken care of.

Siyeon's hands briefly left Dami's skin to tug at her tie, giving herself more leeway, as she was still in her work clothes. Dami, on the other hand, was fully bare, chest rising and falling with each breath she took.

Something about standing over her fully clothed always made Siyeon's blood boil. Besides, she knew that Dami appreciated her button-up shirts, so it was a win for both of them.

A gentle whine took Siyeon out of her reverie. Caring eyes looked at Dami, who was trying to move her hips as best she could, searching for friction. Siyeon smirked before her hands splayed on those thighs again, opening her girlfriend up. The sight of her, wetness apparent on her skin, made Siyeon take a deep breath. She kneeled closer, Dami's legs now wrapped around her waist.

-You're needy tonight, aren't you?

A light blush covered Dami's cheeks as she replied:

-It's not my fault you look so damn good in this.

A laugh escaped Siyeon's lips, and she leaned down once more to press kisses all over her girlfriend's face.

-You're so cute. It makes me want to ruin you even more.

Dami's hips bucked against Siyeon's waist at the words, and Siyeon knew that her partner's sensitive nipples were now pressed against the material of her shirt.

-Now, now, don't get impatient. Good girls know how to wait, don't they?

Dami nodded bashfully, pulling at her restraints a little. Siyeon's mouth quickly mapped the curves of Dami's chest, stomach, and legs as she moved to kneel back between her thighs. She brought up one of her hands, and kept eye contact with Dami as she slipped two fingers inside of her mouth, sucking on them. Another whine left Dami's lips.

Once her digits were wet enough, Siyeon moved her hand to Dami's center, parting her delicately, a groan leaving her as she found her aroused already. Dami's eyes closed when Siyeon's fingers found her clit, drawing circles around the sensitive area.

-Shit, Siyeon...

Siyeon's free hand kept Dami's thighs spread, and it didn't take long for her to sink one of her fingers inside her girlfriend, thrusting deep.

Siyeon settled on a slow rhythm, wanting to tease Dami. Her girlfriend's back arched as she moved, and Siyeon wanted to commit the sight to memory. Every breath, every gasp, and every grind of Dami's hips was so attractive to Siyeon. Eager to see more, Siyeon added a second finger.

She kept thrusting as she leaned down, crawling until her face was in between Dami's thighs, breath ghosting over her clit.

Dami's eyes opened back to gaze at her girlfriend, and Siyeon smirked before diving in, licking the sensitive bundle of nerves. Siyeon noticed how Dami automatically tugged at her restraints, and she thrusted faster, wanting to see her come.

More moans and gasps filled their bedroom, and Dami's hips bucked at the way Siyeon wrapped her lips around her clit, sucking hard.

-Yes, Siyeon, there!

Just as she felt her girlfriend start to tighten around her fingers, Siyeon slowed her pace down. A loud whine fell from Dami's lips, and she looked at Siyeon with surprise on her face.

-Why?

-You didn't think I would let you down that easy, did you? You know what to do, Dami.

The two have been experimenting with power play a little, especially with begging and vocalizing each other's desires and needs. Dami had always been a little more shy to voice out what she wanted, but Siyeon was happy to see her becoming more confident at it.

Dami let out a sigh, blush rising on her cheeks once more as she said:

-Please let me come, Siyeon.

Siyeon's fingers curled to hit a spot she knew Dami liked.

-Is that all you've got to say, hmm?

Dami took a sharp breath, seemingly a little embarrassed, but she powered through. Siyeon noticed how Dami's eyes checked her out, and her smirk grew.

-Please let me come on your fingers.

-There we go. That wasn't so hard now, was it?

Dami was about to reply when Siyeon fastened her pace, giving firmer licks over her clit.

It only a few more moments before Dami’s hips raised off of the bed a little, her eyes closed at the pleasure.

Siyeon’s pupils traced the way her girlfriend’s mouth opened in a silent moan, the way her chest rose, the way her hands tugged on the rope once more. She kept thrusting and licking as Dami slowly came down from her orgasm, before stopping once she heard a whine, knowing that her girlfriend was sensitive now. Siyeon instantly pressed her body against Dami, their lips meeting in a sweet kiss.

Once they pulled apart, Siyeon smiled down at Dami. Then, her hands went to the rope around her girlfriend’s wrists.

-Here, let me just... take this off.

With Dami’s hands now free to roam, Siyeon felt herself being tugged forward into another kiss. She gladly accepted, feeling Dami’s nails leave gentle scratches on the back of her neck.

Eventually, the couple broke their kiss, and Siyeon’s fingers inspected Dami’s wrists, looking for any red marks. When she found none, she smiled again.

-Siyeon, it’s fine. You don’t have to double-check every time.

-Yes I do! I said I would take care of you, so I am doing that.

-Alright, alright...