joohyun's girl

Summary: You date Chocol regardless of knowing the truth. When you get dumbed, Audrey is there for you.

Word Count: 1.4k

POV: Audrey’s

A/N: HI!! I am trying to expand my horizons and write more fics not only for Bada 😅 bear with me loves!! I promise I will try to do better now that summer vaycay🥳 also, I’m introducing a pov section on my fics just so you can know who it’s telling the story… anyway! Enjoy!!!

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I grew up dancing. My mom said that I danced before I could even walk. That's just what I was born to do. There are certain things you are meant for or people that are meant for you.

For example, I was meant to be in that dance studio when I got recruited by Nick. I was meant to meet Emma, Latrice, Kirsten, and Ling. I was always meant to join Jam Republic and travel to Korea. It all felt right.

What no one told me is that when someone is not meant for you, and you want them really bad, it hurts. That's how I felt about Y/N.

Y/N was like a deep blue ocean, and the more you look at her, the deeper you sink. There is no escape from her eyes. The way her body moves captures you.

So why wasn't she meant for me if I would be pulled deeper by her every time she was around?

Her so-called girlfriend would always be around. I mean... I don't blame her. Who could possibly resist Chocol's nonchalant charisma?

I could. I only wanted one person. But... why couldn't she belong to me? Why did being close to her feel so right?

"Hey, Audrey. Ugh! I'm so tired," Y/N said as she sat next to me. 

Her sweat was gracefully adorning her face, making her features pop. 

"Hi," I replied with a soft smile.

"Practice has been killing me! How can I possibly help Wolf ' Lo dance sexy? It's so funny," she said. She told me all about practice and how she felt like making her team dance to a song like "Chili" seemed to be the biggest challenge in her career. 

Her laugh and giggles were a sweet melody to my ears, and her smile was a painting I could get lost in. 

"... but I think the girls will do well. How was your practice?" she asked. 

"It was great. You know, Kirsten has the "best leader" title. Don't tell the others I said that," I said, and she laughed. 

"Hey, I realized you and I haven't really had much time to chat lately. We should go get some drinks. I mean, if you want," she rubbed her nape. 

I blinked a few times. Was it my imagination, or was she blushing? There was no way, right? She has a girlfriend. 

"Y/N, come here for a sec," I heard a deep voice call her. Y/N left without a warning, and when I looked up, Chocol's arm was around her waist as she pulled her closer. A soft blush was painting across her face, like when she was talking to me.

 My blood boiled when I saw the mischievous smirk she sent Monika's way. 

"Is she using Y/N to get Monika jealous?" I asked as I nudged Emma's shoulder. 

"Does it bother you?" she asked. 

"Are you kidding me?" I asked. 

"Well, if it does, why don't you say something? Tell her how you feel," she said. I can always count on Emma to be blunt and straightforward with me. 

"Look, if I do, I might just make things awkward for the rest of the season. Things are already weird with Chocol and me," I sighed and paused. 

"Look, I love you, but if you don't do something, you'll keep hurting, and she might get hurt as well. Anyway, we should go." Emma said as she pointed her head towards Chocol and Y/N, who were now arguing. 

I picked up my bag and left the room before I let them get the best of me. 

-

The following weeks were the same. Y/N would be used by chocol to make Monika jealous, and they would end up arguing. I was always there to comfort Y/N, but it got ot a point where I got really upset at Y/N. 

Because after all, she was the one who decided to stay next to Chocol even after knowing that she wasn't over her ex. So, I just kept my distance. All this drama might have been feeding the media, but it just didn't sit right with me. 

Until one day, Y/N asked me for a favor. She wanted to know if I could help her with some costumes, and I agreed. I mean... sure, I was trying to keep my distance, but that didn't change the fact that I was head-over-heels for her and I would do anything to spend time with her. 

"Hey! I'm done for now. Do you want me to help?" I asked as I approached her. She gave me a small smile and nodded. 

"Oh, Emma is going to help me as well. Do you mind?" She shook her head and told us to follow her. 

"So, my idea was to make a Jersey shirt with our birth year and name in the back, but I've never done this. I also wanted to make socks to match and-" When she opened the door to her dressing room, we encountered something. 

Something we probably should have never witnessed. 

Monika and Chocol were making out with their hands all over, but all of that came to a halt when we opened the door. 

"Shit," Monika said as she sat up and wiped the lipstick away. 

Y/N's eyes filled with tears as Chocol tried to compose herself. 

"Babe, we-"

"I don't know why I was so stupid to think that we could ever work. Clearly not. I am sorry I ever got in the way of... this," she said before walking away before any tear could slip away. 

That is what I noticed after working with her for so long. She never let anyone shed a tear. Chocol stood up and tried to go after her but Emma got in the way. 

"What are you going to do? Are you going to tell her how it was a mistake and lure her back to you, or tell her you love her, but things couldn't work out? Whatever you say to her is going to hurt her even more, so just drop it," Emma said, making Chocol grip her hair in frustration. 

"Go after her," Emma said, and I thanked her before running. I looked everywhere till I found her wandering the parking lot. Her usual spot for crying. No cameras, and a nice cool breeze to clear her mind. 

"Am I welcome?" I asked softly. She sniffled and wiped her tears away. 

"Yeah! Come on," she said. She sat on the floor and patted the spot beside her. 

"How are you feeling?" I asked. She shrugged and laughed. 

"It's just so crazy, but I'll be fine. Don't you worry about me. We should really get to work on those-" She was about to get up, but I held her arm. She stopped, and I moved my body closer to her. 

"You don't have to hide from me. You can let it all out, and I'll be here for you," I gave her a smile. She looked confused, but I saw her eyes fill with tears once again. She immediately buried her face in my chest and cried. 

I cried with her. I had never heard such deep sobs from her before. Her cries made her body move up and down, and all I did was hug her tightly. I kissed her head, and after a few minutes she began to calm down. 

"Oh gosh!" she said as she moved back. She started whipping my tear-soaked shirt with a tissue. 

"Hey, it's fine," I stopped her and wiped her tears with my thumbs as I cupped my face. 

"I really do not deserve you. You have always been there for me, and all I do is run to someone who clearly doesn't want anything to do with me... Im sorry," she said, and held my hand. 

"I hate that I never really saw the gem that was next to me all the time, and if you allow me, I will make it up to you. I promise," she said, making my face heat up, but I took my shot. 

"Don't worry. I have a few ideas in mind on how you can make it up to me." I winked at her. She giggled and nudged me. 

We walked back inside hand in hand. 

-

The rest of the season, I could see her become more confident and happy, and I was happy to say I was there every step of the way. And that's how I knew, we were always meant to be. She was born for me, and I was born for her. It was all fate.

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Summary: After finally finding their true feelings, Audrey has more news for her girlfriend Bada.

Word Count: 2.6k

Warnings: 21+ SMUT. Fingering, g!p etc.

READERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED

A/N: this one is pretty long like… yk what😏 anyway!! I know this has been requested for a while and as we get closer to summer break I am crazy busy and not so busy at the same time. But I love you guys so much that I made time for this one so please show some love🥹🩷 enjoy!

Taglist: @babybeastluv @jellysaidshit

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Being trapped in a plane full of people for hours was not fun. But she was especially excited about the schedule. She had two classes to teach. One in her own and one for Audrey. She couldn't believe that she would finally get to see her.

She longed to see Audrey since last summer camp, and after so many video calls to practice their dance, they would finally get to meet.

Bada couldn't deny the feelings she had for Audrey. How could anyone resist such a pretty face? She fell for her since she saw her descending from the stairs at the SWF2 studio.

-

Once she settled into her room, she made her way to the practice room area, looking for the number she was assigned. When she walked in, she found Audrey stretching.

The girl's outfit alone could make Bada go crazy. The way her shorts made her ass look and the crop top exposing the her abs. Bada could feel something... but immediately shook it off when Audrey turned to look at her.

"BADA!!" Audrey said as she stood up and ran towards the tall girl, still standing under the door frame. She soon wrapped her arms around Bada's torso.

"I missed you so much," she said as she snuggled into Bada's chest. Bada was shocked by her reaction, and all she could do was hug the younger girl back, like she wasn't just checking her out a few seconds ago.

"I missed you, too, Audrey. A year is a long time," Bada said.

"It was hard to bear without you," Audrey replied, leaving Bada shocked once more. Was Audrey really flirting with her? Or was it her delusion?

After that, the girls got to practice. Bada tried her best to control her emotions as Audrey asked about the moves, and for a moment, everything felt just right. Audrey herself wanted to show Bada how much she meant to her.

Audrey's outfit was not accidental. She wanted Bada as much as Bada wanted her. Although Audrey didn't fall for Bada as quickly as Bada fell for her, Audrey still fell hard for the tall girl.

This earned her teasing from everyone during the filming of SWF2, especially Emma, her best friend.

"We should take a break. Our first class starts in a few hours. Do you want to go and explore around?" Audrey said.

"Yes!... I mean... yeah. I'd like that very much," Bada replied.

"Great. I'll change from this and meet you in the lobby." Audrey said.

"Sure. I'll be there," and with that, both girls parted ways.

Bada fixed her hair and makeup to look more presentable. She sprayed her most intoxicating perfume and headed to the lobby of the hotel.

Audrey did the same. But this time, dressed in pink shorts and a sports bra, ready for dance class. Her hair was curly, and her makeup sparkly, making her look like a pretty doll.

As she made her way downstairs, she could see Bada looking around. She stopped to see what she was doing. She walked over to a lady selling flowers and bought a pretty one.

Audrey finally made her way to Bada, tapping her shoulder. Bada was startled but smiled nonetheless when she saw Audrey.

"Wow, you look... gorgeous." Audrey blushed at the words and thanked Bada. Bada placed the flower on Audrey's hair, and they exited the hotel.

-

They went around the market near the hotel and bought some food. They bought some souvenirs for their friends and finally they went for a walk on the beach.

The breeze felt good against their skin, cooling down a bit of the sweat. They walked in silence, too scared to say anything.

"So, how have you been? Have you been busy?" Audrey asked.

"Um... yeah. I haven't had much time for myself, but I like it, you know? Dancing is just my favorite," Bada said.

"Mh... that's a bit sad," Audrey said.

"What, that I haven't had time for myself?" Bad asked with a playful chuckle.

Audrey stood in front of her, looking up with her big, round eyes.

"That I am not your favorite..." Audrey said, leaving Bada shocked.

The wind blew the scent of the younger girl towards Bada, and it's like it all backfired. Her pefroom was sweet, and the warmth of the Vietnam summer made it smell more divine. Bada had now become intoxicated with Audrey's scent; she could barely hold back.

"Hey, I was wondering if you wanted to ditch dinner and we could watch some movies together," Audrey offered. Bada came back to reality and rubbed her nape.

"I told Nick that I was going to be there, and I don't want to-"

"Oh. I get it. You have more important things to do. Sorry, I asked. I have to go now," Audrey said as she walked back to the hotel. The minute she turned, her eyes filled with tears.

Bada froze. Why the hell was she so stupid to let Audrey go like that? She had no idea, but she also didn't know how to fix it. All she knew was that she wanted to love the girl to the fullest but she had just fucked everything up.

"Shit..." she mumbled and walked back to the hotel.

-

Both Bada and Audrey were amazing dancers. So much that they managed to execute their first dance class with no problem, and they still seemed to have so much chemistry even after what happened at the beach.

"Thank you, everyone, for welcoming us here. It was a pleasure," Audre said and handed the mic to Bada.

"Yes, thank you for having us. We love coming here, and we hope to see you again soon."

Neither of the girls mentioned the other, and things started to become tense after the dance.

The day passed fast, and it was time for dinner. Bada showered and changed to head downstairs with BEBE. When she walked into the restaurant, she looked around, looking for Audrey to apologize, but... she was nowhere around.

"Hey, have you seen Audrey?" Bada asks PK.

"She said she wasn't feeling well. She's skipping dinner to sleep a bit," she answered, and Bada nodded.

She sits at the table, but he is uneasy and distracted.

"Bada, just go. We'll be okay," Tatter says. Bada smiled, mouthing her a small thank you, and she immediately left the place.

She frantically looked for the room, and once she found it, she knocked. No answer. She knocked again, but Audrey wouldn't open the door.

"Audrey, I know you're here. Please let me in." Bada said as she pressed her forehead against the door, and in a matter of seconds, Audrey was standing in front of Bada. She didn't look mad. It was more of a gloomy look. She stepped to the side to let the girl in, and they both sat on the bed.

Audrey sat there hugging her legs as he chin rested on her knees.

"Listen, I am sorry if I made you feel sad or upset. I really didn't mean to," Bada said.

"It's fine. I understand that you have priorities, and I didn't mean to get in the way..." There was a long pause before Audrey spoke again.

"The thing is, I missed you so much, and I longed to see you and hug you, and you're so nonchalant. Do I really not matter to you that much? Did you not miss me?" she asked. Her voice started to tremble and break.

At that moment, Bada wrapped her arms around the girl.

"Don't say that, please. You mean so much to me, and you are so precious that I didn't want to lose you because I couldn't get my feelings sorted out. Look at me..." Bada listed her face softly, and the watery eyes met hers.

"I could not be more sure of what I'm gonna tell you right now, and I want you to remember it. I love you, Audrey. I can't keep masking my feelings and hurting you like this. I love you so much it's killing me," Bada said.

Audrey couldn't help but kiss her. They shared a passionate kiss until they were both running out of air.

Bada then let her emotions guide her moves, helping Audrey lie down on the soft bed. They shared kiss after kiss until Bada's hand began to travel from Audrey's stomach to her breast.

Audrey let out a soft moan and bit her lip.

"Are you okay with this?" Bada asked.

"Yes. Please, Bada," Audrey replied as she pulled the girl into another kiss.

Bada did not waste any more time and took the girl's top off. Audrey's breasts were now exposed to Bada. She took one and latched onto it, softly nibbling. This caused Adrey to whimper and moan softly. Bada liked it.

She loved having Audrey under her and being the only one who had this effect on her. So she used her free hand and went inside her shorts. Audrey was too lost in the moment to say anything.

Her head was thrown back, and her face was flushed. Her eyes were closed as soft moans continued to escape her lips.

"Look at me," Bada said, but Audrey was too shy to look at her.

"Look at me, Baby," Bada said again. Audrey opened her eyes and made eye contact with Bada.

"My perfect girl. You are so beautiful," Bada said as her hand slid all the way insde her panties to softly rub of Audrey's clit. She let out a breathy moan as Bada played with her sensitive bud, teasing her. Enjoying the view.

"You're so wet, my love. Had you been waiting for this for a long time?" Bada asked as she brought the fingers to her mouth and slowly licked them.

"I have, so please don't tease me," Audrey said. Bada threw her head back in excitement.

"Fuck, you're so hot," She said as she undid her pants. Her bulging hard member peeked through her boxers, making Audrey even wetter and more excited than before. Bada slowly removed the girl's remaining clothes and positioned herself between her legs.

"I'll be gentle. I'll take good care of you," she said, and with that, she slid her member inside of Audrey's wet core. Bada groaned in pleasure, and Audrey gripped the sheets. She began to thrust slowly and carefully, but with each thrust, her desire to fill up her now girlfriend grew.

"More, Bada... please," Audrey moaned as she sat up and hugged Bada.

Bada fille her up before taking hold of her hips and guiding them. Audrey moved her hips to the rhythm of Bada's thrusts. Loud moans and grunts could be heard in the room as Audrey bounced on Bada's long member, sending waves of pleasure to her entire body.

"Fuck. I'm close... mmh" Audrey said as he locked eyes with Bada. Bada kissed her passionately, never stopping or slowing down until...

"Ah!" A loud moan rippled, and Bada grunted. She felt herself release her seeds inside Audrey as they both came.

They couldn't move. They were too tired to do anything due to their actions, so the moment they lay on the bed, they fell asleep in each other's embrace.

-

The whole night was filled with kisses and hugs when one of the girls would casually wake up or move around.

Soon enough, it was time to part ways, and they both had a hard time separating. It was a tough choice to make, but they promised to keep in touch every day.

And they did, until an opportunity came for Audrey to travel to Korea for a dance class. Both girls were beyond excited, and Audrey got ready to travel.

As a dancer, she always kept track of her period, and the day she expected it did not arrive. She was late by a day, then a week, then a month. Two months went by, and she felt more nauseous after class and sometimes even dizzy and tired.

"No... it can't be..." she said as she leaned against the glass and covered her mouth.

"What is it?" Her friend asked.

"Um... I really have to go. It's urgent," Audrey said as she ran out of the studio. She stopped by a drug store and bought 3 pregnancy tests.

Three positive answers. She paced the room like crazy, gripping her hair. How could she let this happen? Bada wasn't even there to comfort her or decide what to do.

Her eyes watered, and she looked at the calendar. Her mind had been in such a haze that she forgot about her trip to Korea. It was the following day. She had thankfully prepared her luggage in advance, so she got ready for bed. 

-

The flight was tiring for her, and she couldn't stop worrying about the situation. Finally, it was time to see Bada. They had planned a small date before any class, but Audrey asked Bada to just hang out at her house, and Bada agreed. 

Audrey took a cab to Bada's house. She hesitated on ringing the bell, scared on what her girlfriends reaction be, but regardless, she did it. Bada opened the door with a big smile and pulled Audrey into her warm embrace.  

That seemed to have calmed Audrey a bit, and they walked into the house. 

"Look, baby. I bought snacks and we can watch your favorite movie. You can sleep here and don't worry about the jet lag. I will make sure you get the rest you need," Bada said as she showed Audrey the wide variety of fruit and snacks she had made, neatly arranged into platters. 

"Bada, we need to talk," Audrey said as she pulled the tall girl's arm. Bada's face turned into pure worry. 

"What's wrong?" Bada asked as she held Audrey's arms softly. 

"I... I don't know how to say this. I know we are young, and maybe you'll hate me after this. Don't say anything until I finish telling you all of this, okay?" Bada simply nodded and looked at Audrey with big doe eyes, biting her lips in nervousness. 

"I am... pregnant. And you are the only one I've slept with. I guess that one time we were a bit irresponsible, and this happened. I also have made the decision to keep the baby, and I understand if you want to cut me off, and I honestly don't-" Bada was listening to her, and as soon as she heard the words pregnant, everything else vanished. 

A baby? A baby with the love of her life? Nothing could be more perfect than that. 

Bads interrupted her rant with a sweet kiss. They both were lost in the feeling until Bada broke the kiss. Her eyes filled with happy tears, smiling down at Audrey. 

"How could I possibly hate you for giving me such great news, baby? I love you so much, and I will love you forever. This baby, our baby, is my little bundle of joy, and I want nothing more than to be with you every step of the way, okay?" 

Audrey felt a wave of relief wash over her body. She knew now that Bada was her safe space, and that she would always be there for her. 

She knew that they would raise the baby, or babies, with so much love and care. She would always love Bada, and Bada would always love every bit of her.

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From Time

cw: general bullying, characters in the grey area, dubious consent wise (power difference) girl cock, umm squirting

an: sure thx 4 the rq this is short and sweet hopefully

The loud sound of lockers slamming pressed mind numbingly against your ears. The chatter from other students became muddled against every other noise in the vicinity. The sound of someone’s shoes squeaking, a backpack unzipping, a teacher yelling to tell off a student running down the hall.

Everything combined made an already hostile day ten times worse. You could feel your brain slowly draining itself of personality, of you. Water dripped from your hair and stained the sleeves of your clothes but nobody noticed. Nobody ever had. The skin around your wrists was inflamed and the length of your skirt covered the mass-ly blue bruises that seemed to be permanently etched into your skin. Everything was blurry, and only one thing remained on your mind in a constant.

Bada Lee.

Ever since grade school she had made it her personal mission to plaster her personal vendetta against you across her whole being. It started out petty, a few sarcastic comments that only the petulant mind of an eight year old could come up with. Stealing your things, holding them above your head.

By middle school it had shifted, but only slightly. A few shoulder checks in the hallway, a little academic intimidation, rumors. Oh the rumors.

By high school it had gotten more physical. It seemed her hate for you only grew, shoving you into lockers, punching your stomach until you were gasping for air behind the school and like today—holding you down while she poured water over your face on a constant. You didn’t know why she did it, you steered clear of her and yet it’s like that wasn’t enough. Like you had burrowed a section out in her brain and now she blames you specifically for that. It’s your fault that she can’t stop thinking about hurting you.

The reality is she made your life a living hell and sometimes you wondered if that’s all it would be. You’d never even been friends with the girl and yet she destroyed your concept of friendships. Anyone you’d gotten close to she easily consumed from you as well. It was easy for her, she was charming and stunning to everyone else. A guiding light. A campus crush that you touch yourself after hours to. Not that you would.

You pull your arms around yourself, attempting to fall inside yourself and avoid the curious eyes drifting your way as you make your way to class. It hardly works, it’s all you can think about as you push your way through what feels like an endless sea of people.

So suddenly you feel a hand wrap around your wrist. That hand tugs, hard on your arm and suddenly you’re being pulled through the stuffy hall; your guiding light expertly weaving through the bustle of your peers.

You don’t have to look up, you know that grip. Felt it many times. Your heart dies a little in your chest at the thought. Just this morning, Bada had grabbed you by the back of your head and told you to sit; wait.

You did, obediently, shaking in fearful anticipation as she came up behind you. You could feel her presence—looming over you before an intense feeling of cold and wet washed over you. You could’ve sworn you felt your body go into shock.

The sound of Bada laughing cruelly behind you filled your ears and you slipped trying to stand up, your body suddenly shaking violently as the cold morning air hit your wet frame. All Bada offered you was, “You looked hot.” Before she turned on her heel and walked the other way.

You thought that would’ve been the end of it today and you were clearly a fool. She tugged you to the far end of the school, the crowd having dissipated into a few stragglers until there was no one around at all.

“Bada.”

You tried, wincing as the grip only tightened on your arm. She pulled you into an empty classroom, slamming the door behind her. The action made her grip on your wrist loosen and you pulled it away into your own chest, rubbing the skin there with your other hand.

“Bada..” You’re searching for words but nothing seems to stick and she’s looking at you with nothing short of hatred in her eyes. It makes you feel small. She takes a step forward, and you take a step back.

“Did you think I was done?” She raises her eyebrow, expectant of an answer and you turn your head, finding the floor beside you to be all the more interesting. A mistake. Her hand finds itself under your chin easily, pushing it up to look at her. “You know it’s disrespectful to turn away from someone.” Her eyes trail away and the quiet anger is written all over her face. You’ve been here before. You know everything about Bada, and she knows everything about you.

“Sit on that desk.” She juts her chin towards it, letting go of yours and you start to shake your head. “Not h-“ the loud sound of a slap reverberates off the walls and you blink in registry. Red is creeping onto your face from where the sting of her slap imprinted itself on you. You lack shock at her doing it, but rather at how quickly it had happened. “I’m not asking again.” And damn, if that isn’t a threat.

You nod, more to yourself than to her and make your way towards the desk she had pointed out to you, letting your thighs touch the base of it before lifting yourself to sit atop it, feet dangling.

She smiles, a rare occurrence, as she walks towards you. “See? Was that so hard, hm?” She pushes your hair back from your shoulders and slides her hand down suggestively from your neck down to the first button on your blouse. Her fingers are tender, such a contrast to her personality as she unbuttons your top, pulls it down your shoulders. Her grin is toothy, big lips pulled open predatorily as she leans in, leaves a kiss against your shoulder once, before bringing a trail up your neck and to the base of your ear.

You inhale deeply at her actions, eyes closing as you feel a familiar throb make itself known between your legs. Legs that she seems to take an interest in suddenly. Her hands rub over your thighs, rubbing her thumbs into your taut skin there which garners a groan from you. She seems to like that, chuckling breathily to herself before spreading your legs further apart. Embarrassment seeps in and you glance at the door. Locked or not, anyone could walk by.

You feel her breath fan against your neck before she puts her lips to your ear, “You gonna just take it today?” She bites her lip, a hand snaking down your front and ghosting over your core. “Or have I not stretched you enough these days?” And despite the inaccuracy she’s suggesting about the female anatomy; you meet her eyes, they’re gleaming with something only she understands. A look only she knows, something glassy and wide eyed. Beggar.

“Oh…” She smiles, biting back a laugh as she takes it in, “Filthy.” Is what she offers as you two come to some sort of silent understanding.

Then she’s pulling your skirt up, looping her fingers down your panties and pulling them down; but not all the way. No, she wouldn’t bother with that. It all happens so quickly, barely any time passes before she’s pulling herself out of her trousers, precum dripping from her tip.

Her teeth bite at the inside of her cheek as she lines herself up. If she were decent she might ask if you were ready, give you some kind of warning. But she isn’t, so she doesn’t. Just pushes the tip inside, her eyes locking with yours as she does. She watches as your mouth falls open, holding the eye contact as your face quivers with the pain.

She keeps pushing in, forcing her way inside your walls as they try to keep up, relaxing despite the pain. It feels like you’re being torn open, her size massive to the unprepared state you’re in. She’s still holding your gaze as your eyes tear up, a broken moan slipping from your lips. “Bada.” You whine and she smiles, “Shhh.” Is what she offers.

Your arms fly up to wrap around her shoulders as she bottoms out, your eyes forcing themselves closed and a shudder wracking through your body while you try to adjust. She’s no help though, wasting no time before she pulls out to the hilt and slams herself inside again. Which in turn, causes you to scream out, legs flailing on either side of her with the force of it. You bite around her shoulder, trying to quiet yourself as your field of vision becomes slick with tears.

Bada sets out on a pace, finding it quickly. And it’s not kind, her hips fucking against you at a dangerous pace. You stretch around her with each thrust, your body bouncing against the table while you try to hold onto her shoulders for dear life. “Look at you taking it. Speechless?” She mocks, her words breathy as you clench around her and whine in response.

“Can always count on you. My little slut.” Her hands slide down to hold your waist and you cry out, a tear sliding down your face as she pushes you away from her shoulders, sends you back to lay against the desk.

She lifts your hips off the desk, angling her hips upwards before fucking inside of you with a new fervor, fucking into you like you’re a flashlight. “My little toy. Look at you. Can barely handle it yet you’re moaning for more.” And she’s right, your hands are clenched into fists while your mouth hangs agape, moaning loudly, any thoughts of anyone walking having become uncared for by you. Bada’s name falls from your lips endlessly and your body goes stiff.

“Please.” Is what you offer, “Please please please.” Your back arches even further off the desk and she pulls you further onto her, the sound of your skin against each other filling the space. You can’t help but groan, tears sliding down your face as she speeds up. “There you go baby, that’s it.”

“Taking it so well I knew you could.”

You whine at the praise and shake your head, “I can’t…I can’t..” you can barely think, your hand coming up to try and push Bada’s hands off your hips and that well, she doesn’t like that at all.

Suddenly, her hand is around your throat and her face comes back into your field of view as she fucks inside of you at a new pace. “You can.” She says and you shake your head again, sniffling in between your stolen moans, “You can.” She says again, her voice raspy and darker than it was moments before, her hips snapping up against you.

You can barely breathe, your hand coming up to hold where she has your neck in her grip, “Wait..” you whine out but she doesn’t, barely even slows down before you’re coming all over her cock, a scream falling from your lips. Your hips shake and splutter around her and your head falls back as far as it can, your whole vision goes dark for a moment and you register her letting you go when your back hits the desk again.

It’s quiet, and you can feel her shallowly fucking inside you still, her eyes staring directly down at where you’re swallowing her up. You’re dazed, and a little confused as you try to blink up at her. Your tongue feels like lead in your mouth and you’re unable to speak so she does it for you. That grin still plays on her lips when she meets your gaze again,