Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality
Anya is LIVE right now
FREE
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
tags: older minnie/age gap. alcohol. use of “girl” and other feminine terms. vaginal fingering.
synopsis: minnie is a regular at your cafe job. after one particularly hard day, she runs into you and helps you out in more ways than one.
Minnie hands you a glass of wine before she sits down beside you on her couch– albeit probably too close, but the smell of her perfume and her radiating body heat next to you makes any doubt disappear immediately.
“So how long have you been there?” She asks, ruffling a hand through her hair. You shoot her a look. “The cafe, I mean.” She chuckles.
“Oh! About a year now. My last job wasn’t getting me by, but the pay here is a little better and the tips are good. I’m thinking about quitting though because last we–” You catch yourself.
“Sorry. I ramble when I’m nervous. But a year. I’ve been there a year.” You chuckle awkwardly, catching minnie’s gaze as she looks at you with a warm smile.
“Why are you nervous, baby?”
You feel your face go hot and it takes every fiber within you not to start giggling like an idiot.
You don’t really remember how you got here exactly, but you do remember crying profusely and running into one of your regulars at your job.
_
It was raining and you had just worked a shift from hell. Customers yelling in your face, whipped cream and green tea spilled over your pants and shoes– the whole nine yards. You practically run out of the cafe on your way to your car. You huddle to yourself, as if it will make the rain avoid you specifically given you forgot your umbrella. You sit down in your passenger seat momentarily, and for the first time in six hours, you breathe. Ready to go home and shower and probably cry, you start your car. Or try to at least. You turn the key again. And again. And again, but to no avail it doesn’t start. At all.
You feel tears stinging at your eyes, but you blink them away and decide to get out and pop the hood. You don’t know what you’re looking at. You just want to go home. Your hair is wet and your clothes are cold and damp.
At some point in between clocking out and having a breakdown in the rain, you ran into Minnie, a regular customer at your job that comes in every other day.
Shit.
You didn’t know what bothered you more: being in this vulnerable position for anyone to walk by and wonder if you were crazy or really down on your luck or having the woman you’ve had a crush on for literal months walking by and wonder if you were crazy or just really down on your luck. You prayed it was the ladder.
“Are you okay?” She asks after she gets out of her car, jogging towards you. “Do you need a jump?”
She’s in high waisted jeans and a blouse. Unlike yours, her hair and clothes dry. “Here,” Minnie says, passing you her umbrella as she goes to open your hood. It’s useless now, but a kind gesture nonetheless.
“I don’t know if it’ll work,” You whisper, “With the rain and all.”
“Are you locked out your car?” She asks, concerningly.
“No.” You say calmly.
“So why didn’t yo–” She pauses and laughs softly, understanding you’re in a particularly vulnerable state.
“Look,” Minnie pauses. “I live right there. Why don’t I take you to my place really quick so you can dry off and when the rain stops, I’ll come give you a jump, hmm?” She says with that same familiar smile that made you weak in the knees when you see it.
As charming as she is, you didn’t want to be pitied, even if you were quite literally having a breakdown outside of your job.
“I don’t know, It’s–”
“Come on!” She says pulling you to her car by your arm. Not letting you finish your potential objection.
-
“Thinking about what’s gonna happen to my car if it’s broken. Thinking about how I’m in a stranger’s huge fucking apartment as I wear her clothes. You know… the usual.” You joke and Minnie gives you that same warm smile as she chuckles. You finish the rest of your wine in one sip. Minnie gives you a concerning look before doing the same just for the hell of it.
“I feel like I only had a shitty shift because I didn’t see you today.” You say, entirely too late to take back.
Before you can try to awkwardly change the subject, “I can’t tell if you’re blaming me for your shitty day or if you missed me.” She says jokingly and you immediately feel a relief fall over you.
“What? Of course not!”
“Of course you didn’t miss me? Wow… Here I thought I was a favorite of yours.” Minnie says fake dramatically and for the first time all day, you feel a real genuine smile creep on your face.
“I’ve always wanted to ask, is Minnie short for something?” You inquire, your nerves slowly zipping away from the glass of wine.
Her eyes light, “No, actually.” She says matter of fact-ly. “It’s just a nickname. My real names Nicha.”
“Nicha,” you repeat to yourself, “That’s pretty. It’s fitting.”
You regret meeting her eyes because the look she’s giving you makes you want to dart your eyes in the opposite direction, but in fear of looking like a pussy in front of the most attractive woman you’ve ever seen, you hold it.
Minnie is looking at you, eyes low and smiling. “You’re so pretty, you know that? Not used to seeing you outside of your work.”
You feel your stomach tingle and your face heat up again. “Yeah?” You say, deciding to play this little game with her back.
“Yeah. You look even better in my clothes too.” She adds.
In the back of your mind, you knew this was crazy. Going to the home of a woman you barely know, letting her wash your clothes and putting you in her’s. Letting her offer you alchohol—at worse— drinking it.
“Was this your plan?” You ask, voice low and sultry. “Get some drinks in me. Try to jump my bones?”
Minnie scoots closer to you, “What? Of course not!” She says, mocking you from a few moments ago. “And don’t say it like that. Making me sound like a creep.” She jokes and shows you that smile you can’t seem to get enough of right now.
Minnie gently takes your hand and opens it. “D’you want me to stop, baby?”
Fuck.
“No.”
“Good.” She brings your hand to her mouth and presses a light kiss to your palm. You look at her with desperate eyes.
“You’ve had such a hard day,” Minnie coos, face inching towards you. “Can I make you feel better?” She whispers into your ear, as if there was anyone else around. You nod, saying yes to whatever that entails.
She kisses the sensitive skin where your ear meets your neck and you let out a soft gasp. You couldn’t believe this. You gently move her face in front of yours, holding her by her chin with your fingers. She bites her bottom lip mindlessly as she looks at yours. Minnie’s eyes flicker up to yours. “Can I kiss you?” She whispers, and you waste no time closing the gap between the two of you. Her lips press against yours firmly before she opens her mouth to take in your lower lip. She sucks at your lips slowly as you moan in between kisses. She tastes sweet like expensive wine and her lips are just as soft as you imagined.
Minnie’s hands find your hips and she grips them, tugging you closer. She pops her mouth off of yours and latches onto your neck. She gathers a part of skin between her teeth before biting down, you gasp unexpectedly before she soothes it with her velvet wet tongue and plump lips.
You’re dizzy. This is all too much. It’s too much, but you can’t help but want more.
She nips and sucks at various spots of your neck, ones that you are sure will leave marks, but you can’t find it in you to care. She comes off of your neck to meet your eyes, her nose touching yours. Minnie tugs at the bottom of the shirt of hers that you had on. She looks at you for permission and as soon as you give her a nod, she begins to bunch up the shirt at your collarbone, leaving your chest bare and exposed. Minnie places her hand on the small of your back before laying you down on her couch as she settles between your legs.
Mindlessly, your hands go to cover your breasts. That is until Minnie goes to lean down towards your ear. “Don’t hide from me. You’re so beautiful.” She says kissing at your neck again. “Wanna see you,” Her hands gently cover yours and move them away, “All of you.” Still holding your hands at your sides, she wraps her mouth around your nipple and you involuntarily whimper at the warm, slick contact. She twirls her tongue around it repeatedly, each time trying to earn another one of the beautiful sounds you make. She lets go of one of your hands, but you keep it there. In obedience. She uses her now free hand to pinch at your unoccupied bud, making you yelp and clench your fist. She switches to the newly pinched nipple and sucks as she kneads your opposite boob with her other hand, now leaving you with two free hands.
You use this as an opportunity to cup the back of her head with your hands as she sucks on your breasts repeatedly. Your hips buck into her involuntarily, wanting more of whatever was going on. You moan out into the open space again before asking, “More.”
It was all you could manage to say right now. Minnie pops off of your nipple and looks up from you at this position, “More what, pretty girl?” You groan at her and move your hips against her body, desperate for any sort of friction.
“I want you.” You say, low, for her ears only.
“Yeah?” She teases you as she creeps one hand up from your chest to your lips. She cups your face, her thumb grazing over your bottom lip. Without her even asking, you open your mouth, allowing her to slip her thumb in with ease. You wrapped your tongue around the lone digit, watching her eye your mouth in adoration.
She slips her thumb from your lips and slowly replaces them with her middle fingers and like before, you obey and suck. You allow her to push them back into your mouth, you coat her long digits in your saliva as you moan around them. “Look at you. Such a good girl.” Minnie muttered. “A good girl just for me.” She grins. Her praise was making your head spin.
Minnie pulls her fingers out of your mouth and lays against you,holding herself up on the forearm surrounding your head. She slips a hand into the front of the shorts she gave you. Your underwear was in the wash along with the rest of your clothes, you’ve never been more grateful, for the sole fact that her slick wet fingers immediately met your clit, making you gasp softly.
“Please.” You beg. Now feeling extremely desperate to feel her inside of you. She kisses your cheek and shushes you. “Shhh. Patience, love.” She whispers. Her fingers circle your clit once more before teasing at your entrance. “Fuck, you’re so wet for me.” She teases.
Her mouth finds yours as she kisses you, slow and languid. It’s at this point too that she decides to push her fingers into you, making you groan into her mouth at the feeling. Minnie starts off slow, her fingers pumping in and out of you at an excruciating pace for you. You whined at the sensation. “Please— Go faster.” You whimpered against her mouth.
“I’ve always wanted to have you like this. Always wanted to fuck you.” She says, almost as a confession. If you weren’t physically at a loss for words, you’d tell her the same. You’d tell her about how you always eyed her long fingers and strong hands as you took her order. About how good you thought her plump lips and nose would look under you as you rode her face. If only she knew.
She fucks her fingers into you more firmly now, at a new pace that makes you moan with every pump. A pace that makes you grip at her arm, your nails digging into her flesh. “F-fuck Minnie. Please.” She bites at your neck once more. The multiple stimulations making you mewl like a fucking kitten.
She comes up from the crook of your neck to admire your face. Your face flushed with a glowy sheen— she’d swear she’s never seen a more beautiful sight. You continue to babble nonsense and whine as she fucks into you, you feel a knot forming in your stomach as you’re being inched closer to release.
“Say my name.” She says softly, almost sounding desperate, but still demanding.
You moan and attempt to do as she says, “Mi—.”
“Nu uh,” She interrupts you, grinning, “My real name.”
As soon as she said that, she began to speed up, her fingers hitting a spot that you felt were sure to make you cum around them soon. Barely able to speak, “N-Nicha…” You whimpered. You feel her smile against your bare skin. Your hips begin to buck against her hand. She sucks on your neck, her face finding that same spot that earns the familiar noises from you. “Close, Nicha…close.” You mutter out between moans. You knew you weren’t going to be able to last long.
The movements of Minnie’s fingers in your pussy we’re becoming sloppier as you clenched around her. “There you go,” she coos, “Come for me, pretty girl.” And with one last praise, your walls tighten around her fingers and your hips grind against her, hard and desperate. You let out a string of curses and whimpers followed by her name as she kissed you all over. “Want you to cum all over my fingers.” She says, sending you over the edge with one last whine before entirely riding out your climax.
Your heavy pants fill the entire room. Minnie’s forehead touches yours while she hovers over you. You decide to break the gap again and meet her in a long, slick fluid kiss. You could feel her fingers still inside of you before she slowly pulls them out of you. Her face still centimeters away from yours, she puts her fingers into her mouth, allowing herself to taste you before turning her head to pull you into a deep kiss once more. You moan into the kiss, tasting yourself on her lips— you swear you’ve never been more turned on. You stay like that for a few mere moments before the beeping of her dryer snaps the two of you out of it.
“Do you feel better, baby?” She asks, coming off of you and sitting up. She fixes her hair and adjusts her shirt.
“Much better.” You say, offering her that same shit eating grin in return.
Minnie cups your face with her free hand, giving you a gentle kiss on the cheek before standing up from the couch.
send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome (*˘︶˘*).｡*♡
DREAMCATCHER reaction to their girlfriend sending them a thirst trap
Requested by: @marrynikole
Request: Dreamcatcher reacting to their girlfriend sending them a thirst trap 👀
A/N: this request is soooo cool, i'm sorry for the long wait
Jiu
The moment Jiu saw the picture you sent, her eyes were blown wide. She quickly looked around to make sure no one else could see your half naked body displayed on her phone. Gosh you looked so good, she thought with a loud gasp. The other members looked at her questioningly, she had to give them a poor excuse that she just saw a cute phone case on sale, but luckily they bought it and didn’t dig any deeper. Everyone knew how Jiu could get at phone cases.
Trapped at work all she could do was to imagine the naughty things she’d do to you if she’d been there. For the rest of the schedule, Jiu stayed quiet with her mind running wild. Next time she’ll see you, she’ll have to teach you a lesson - torturing her the way you did was strictly forbidden.
Sua
Sua’s screams were nothing new to anyone who’d known anything about Dreamcatcher. This time her scream was surprisingly even more high pitched. You just sent her a thirst trap. While she was working her ass off, adding final touches to the new choreography. Sua couldn’t remember the last time she felt so frustrated. You were so far away, it was not fair. Despite having pure intentions, truly wanting to create a dancing masterpiece - she knew the practise was over. There was no way she’d be able to focus on anything else now. A defeated sigh left her mouth as she packed her bag in a hurry before announcing the end of work. She was speeding through the city late at night, feeling this wild urge as if your body was calling out for her.
Siyeon
Poor Siyeon was pouting at her phone. She was so far away and it was very late. Everyone was asleep already, as her and the members had left Seoul for few days to shoot a new variety show. Like a lost puppy she could only look and admire the beautiful shape of your body. Her finger traced your curves on the screen, but she would give anything up in order to have you physically by her side. Oh, the things she’d do... Two could play this game though, she smiled after a moment of realization. She wrote what she’d do if you were together. Before she really acknowledged it, she pressed ‘send’ to a message that was describing her intentions incredibly well. You replied right away. Who said sexting wasn’t allowed?
Handong
Dongie’s mouth fell open, but her hand was fast to cover it. Before anyone could see what was on her phone she locked it. With a deep breath, Chinese looked around the room - she tried to stay calm or at least appear to be fine. Handong gulped thickly and excused herself from the almost full recording studio. She found a place to sit in the hall, that’s where she clicked on your message again and let her eyes wander properly. A disappointed sigh left her lips. Why would you do that to her? Why would you send something like that when you perfectly knew that it’d only make her blood boil? She definitely had to take care of you so that you had some boundaries. Simulating feeling sick suddenly became a very tempting idea, she smirked.
Yoohyeon
Yoohyeon literally choked on the water she was drinking causing many eyes to turn in her direction. She quickly apologized and affirmed that she was fine before heading off to the quiet corner of the room. Then she was able to take a decent look at the pic you’d sent. Utterly frustrated, she bit her lip hating the fact that all she could do for now was to stare at the screen. Gosh, she wanted to touch you again. Frankly speaking you got her worked up within a second. It took one silly thirst trap for her to forget about the whole world. Trying her best not to blush too much, she responded with a short text and put the phone away. It was a busy day with no hope of going home early, Yooh had to focus on her job. The sooner she’ll be done the sooner you’d be in her arms.
Dami
Dami had to clear her throat. It became dry once she opened her chat with you. With no hesitation, she went to the nearest bathroom hoping for some privacy. She wouldn’t bare it if anyone at the company saw the things you were sending. It’d be very embarrassing. Very. Back to the situation you put her in, Dami shook her head slightly amused at how desperate you could get for her. Her fingers already working on a response, as tip of her tongue swirled across her top lip. She had to be fast, entire team was getting ready to perform on stage. Sharp yet playful message was perfect, it’ll only get you worked up more for her, as she had job to do for now. Afterwards she’ll additionally remind you not to provoke her in the future.
Gahyeon
Gahyeon’s blush was deep red. She was very whiny that day. It was cold, she was tired and now you were only adding fuel to the flames. On the other hand, she was simply amazed at the realization that it was so easy for you to make her want you more. Not even five minutes had passed and she was already feeling hot, breathing a bit heavier. She had never felt this way before. Ever since you entered her life you had coloured every piece of it. The fact that Dreamcatcher still had two more interviews planned that day kept Gahyeon slightly in check. A sneaky thought crossed her foxy mind though, she started to look for excuses in order to leave work earlier than usual. One time wouldn’t hurt anybody, right?
Need a little something | Jeon Soyeon x fem! reader
Requested by: Anonymous
Request: 1) Can I request a g!p top yuqi or soyeon fic? Any scenario you want ofc
2) Are your request still open? No pressure if they aren't but if they are can you make a soyeon smut fanfic?
Warnings: G!P Soyeon, blowjob, cursing
Genre: Smut, Soft Dom!Soyeon
Wordcount: ~ 2,926
A/N: i think i love this one
“Unnie, you’re scaring me.”
With a frown Shuhua watched as her leader, Jeon Soyeon had a full blown breakdown. She’d never seen the other member like that, even when their own company was being ridiculous or awful to them it was always Soyeon who kept their spirits up.
And now, in her little studio Soyeon had her face hidden in her hands, as she was sitting behind the desk. Maknae bit her lip, while analyzing the music program that was turned on on Soyeon’s computer. As expected, she was already working on (G)I-DLE’s new album even though they had barely finished previous promotions.
“It’s just not it.”
Shuhua sighed after hearing the exact same sentence for another time. A little part of her was relieved that the leader wasn’t mad at any of her struggles in the studio booth this time, yet still she hated the fact that Soyeon had to suffer so much for being a perfectionist.
“Something’s missing. I was sure I had it all planned out in my head but something’s still not clicking in here.” Soyeon pointed to the screen.
Shuhua sneakily pulled her phone out of the pocket and messaged for the other members to help with comforting Soyeon. A brainstorm is always a good idea.
“Maybe we should add a different harmony!”
“No.”
“Write some more rap?”
“No.”
“Let’s have Yuqi have all the lines?”
„Never!” Soyeon giggled, while turning in her office chair. Her eyes met Shuhua’s briefly, as she began swinging from side to side. It was a small success.
“JEON SOYEON!”
A loud voice caused both of them to turn their heads to see Yuqi entering the room with Miyeon and Minnie walking closely behind. Chinese tried to hug leader’s head, but she was only met with a playful slap. Meanwhile Puppy Sisters sat down next to Shuhua on the couch.
“A little bird told us you’re being dramatic.”
“Yah, Yuqi! Have some manners.” Miyeon scolded the main dancer, she felt sorry for Soyeon. She was aware how incredibly important music and creating was to the middle member.
“It’s just not it. I don’t know what else to tell you. I’ve been working on it for the past three days, but I just can’t come up with that special little something.”
Soyeon explained with her hands dropping hopelessly.
“Let us hear it though.” Minnie chimed in, a bag of hazelnuts already in her fingers as Shuhua tried to steal some of it. “We’ll see together.”
After seeing encouraging nods from the rest of the group, Soyeon turned to the computer again and pressed space bar. Then she watched the girls for their reactions.
“It’s so cool, unnie.” Yuqi started dancing almost immediately, she even had few ideas for the choreography.
“Ooh I love this part!” Miyeon pointed out while Minnie and Shuhua were also just happily vibing to the song and lip syncing most of it.
Soyeon paused it suddenly.
“I’m not saying it’s bad! It’s just not what I want. I still have to work on it.”
Four groans were heard.
“I think it’s going to be a hit.” Yuqi’s wide eyes turned to Soyeon felt almost like an attack with how intense she was looking at her. “I’m serious!”
Leader only shook her head slightly.
“No, if Y/N was here to say it, Soyeon unnie would agree.” Shuhua chuckled causing the fuss all over the room.
With that loud laugh of hers Miyeon nodded at her words immediately, Yuqi whined feeling unappreciated and Minnie was just dying out of laughter on the couch - her fondness for maknae raising automatically. In the middle of it all, Soyeon was trying to protest and disagree, but no one was listening anyways. That’s when Miyeon thought of an idea.
“What if she came over?”
“Should we call her?” Shuhua quickly joined in, she liked you a lot.
“Guys, it’s not her problem though.” The leader wasn’t against your company - heck, she’d do anything to have her beautiful girlfriend around more but she just didn’t feel comfortable with having you there while she was working. It was her work after all, she’d hate to bother you.
“Let Y/N save the day. Call her, Soyeonie.” Minnie smiled softly at Soyeon. Thai had known her leader for so long and it really seemed like only you could make a difference.
Short girl rolled her eyes playfully but obeyed nonetheless and dialed your number in no time. Everyone present leaned in and with big eyes they were all expecting to hear your voice soon.
“Baby?” You answered sweetly.
Soyeon’s eyes widened, she could feel a hot, deep blush spreading on her face.
For the second time, the room filled with laughter. It was a pure chaos.
“Hey, Y/N. You’re on speaker and the members are here too.” Soyeon quickly said, her left hand covering half of her face, as she still felt embarrassed.
“Oh...” It was clear you also felt uneasy about the situation although moment later you just laughed it off and used your sweet tone again. “Hi everyone.”
The members took turns saying ‘hi’ to you, then Shuhua took the initiative, “Unnie, are you busy now?”
“Not really, why?”
They all looked at Soyeon as if they wanted to prove that you were literally one call away when she needed you.
“You should come over! Soyeon-ah is a mess without you.” Yuqi laughed causing Miyeon to slap her arm.
“Yah, Yuqi stop with that.” Soyeon whined, her foot weakly kicking up not even touching Chinese’s leg.
“No, but seriously can you come over? Soyeon is stressing over this new song, but she’s not listening to us. If you don’t have anything better to do then I’m sure we could all use your company.” Minnie suggested, Shuhua nodded at her words as if you could see it.
“Sure, I’ll be there in 20 minutes. I just have to hang the laundry.”
“Omo, perfect!” You felt something warm feeling your tummy after listening to all of their happy reactions. You sometimes couldn’t believe they liked you so much.
“Okay, we’ll be waiting in my studio. Fourth floor.” Soyeon finally spoke up, gentle smile grazing her face. Even her sudden producing block couldn’t stop her from smiling at you.
“Okie, see you soon!”
Once the call ended all (G)-IDLE’s members exchanged looks before bursting out laughing. Soyeon’s poor couch kept on getting hit by the girls.
~
“So where’s my patient?”
Was the first thing you said after opening the door.
All the girls cheered up loudly even though you’d barely entered. Soyeon’s sharp eyes found yours right away, she felt her heart skip a beat. Your smile lit up the whole room.
“Hi, how are you all?” You asked the members kindly.
“Good and you?”
“Great, thank you.”
“Listen, unnie if you won’t do anything about her I’m gonna-” Shuhua stopped midway in order to dramatically pull at her hair.
“Jump out the window.” Yuqi finished for maknae perfectly though.
You tilted your head curiously and finally stepped towards Soyeon, who was still sitting on the office chair. Frankly speaking, it seemed to her that she was trapped there. Allowed to leave the studio only once this certain song is finished.
“What’s wrong Soyeon-ah?” With your hands resting on chair backrest, you leaned in to the screen watching the music program fascinated. Even though you weren’t exactly sure what you were looking at you felt glad to just be there. You’d admired Jeon Soyeon since you could remember. Her ideas, visions and these genius observations of the world around her. Even before the two of you met and started dating she never failed to amaze you. You used to watch her on tv and now the fact that you could be introduced to some people as her girlfriend made your chest fill with pride every single time.
“Just listen to this part.” Defeated, Soyeon played the song.
She had to bite the inside of her cheek real hard in order to focus on your genuine reaction and not that sweet, familiar smell of you that hit her so closely. Few strands of your hair tickled the skin of her shoulder that was not covered by the black tank top she was wearing. Whenever your body this was near she felt both at ease and very excited.
“Woah! It’s so cool, I love it.” Soyeon looked up unconvinced, her eyebrows raised at you. She could almost feel your breaths fanning her face. “I can’t see the problem in here. I really can’t, baby.”
“See?! It’s a good song.” Minnie exclaimed, slowly getting tired of the situation. And especially since you arrived, she figured the four of them won’t be needed anymore.
“It’s empty. It’s missing something. I don’t know what it is yet but it just needs a little something to it.” Soyeon stayed stubborn.
“Ah I see... Issues of a perfectionist.” You teased your girlfriend, but only for a short second. You were far too scared of her small figure and what she was capable of.
Your comment made the members giggle and agree with you completely meanwhile Soyeon glared at you.
“How about you turn it off?” You suggested with a small shrug.
“What?” Leader frowned.
“What?” The rest of the group was also surprised about your idea.
“Right now you’re just suffering. In fact, everyone present in this room can feel your struggle and because you’re too focused on it now you can’t find the solution. So my advice would be to turn off this computer and just... try to relax for a bit. Then the idea will come to you naturally.”
The second you had said the word ‘relax’ in front of Soyeon in her work mode fully on, you wished to face palm yourself. The look on her face was priceless, as if you were an alien.
“Wait, what if it actually works?” Miyeon looked at others’ faces.
“It does make sense. I think we could give it a try.” Shuhua agreed with Miyeon, which was not an often moment.
“Soyeon-ah?” Yuqi searched for the leader’s opinion on it all.
“Turn it off and then what? How am I supposed to relax when I can’t even think straight.” She tried to brush the idea off, but luckily you could be stubborn as well.
“So you’re agreeing that it actually drives you insane? Then let’s just take a small break, Soyeon. Do you know what a break is?”
Shuhua’s mouth fell open when she heard your question. Most of the times, you were a very kind person, but once you got sarcastic it was incredibly entertaining to watch. Especially your ‘arguments’ with Soyeon were fun to watch, as they made the two of you sound like an old married couple.
“It is making me frustrated, but I have to finish it. There’s no way I’m taking a break now.”
“But that is the only way to finish it! You have to let your brain rest for at least a couple of minutes to have a fresh look on this. Then the missing part will come.” The members’ heads were turning from her to you like they were watching a tennis match. The ball was now on Soyeon’s side.
„No! I have to finish it first.”
“You need a break!” Minnie’s head fell on the couch backrest, she closed her eyes before mentally counting to three.
This didn’t go exactly as planned. Minnie simply thought that after arriving you’d tell Soyeon how great the song was and that Soyeon would drop the topic immediately. Everyone around their leader could see how important your opinions were to her. And how much she liked being complimented by you. Her lips used to create that coy yet satisfied smirk whenever you were gasping amazed.
None of the girls expected you and Soyeon to fight although they all knew that neither of you would ever hurt the other person. It was safe to leave you two alone. At least convincing Soyeon wasn’t their problem anymore.
“No.”
“Yes.”
“No.”
“Ye-”
“I’m leaving.” Thai stood up and with no look back left the studio.
Maknae was fast to follow her. Miyeon and Yuqi exchanged looks, the two of you hadn’t even noticed that someone was leaving, it seemed. The oldest shrugged and also left the room while pulling Yuqi with her by the shirt. Only once the door closed behind them you looked up to see no one there anymore.
“Oh.” You frowned cutely.
Soyeon shook her head with an amused smile before putting it in her hands as she did with Shuhua being the only one present before.
“What?” You asked when you heard a sudden fit of giggles leave Soyeon.
“You’re lucky you’re cute, Y/N.” She rubbed her eyes and did something that shook you to the core.
She turned off the music program.
You were about to ask whether Soyeon was feeling okay when she was the one to speak first.
“Come here.” She opened her arms gesticulating for you to take a sit on her lap.
“Was it so damn hard?” With a bit of her help you made yourself comfortable. You hugged her by the neck making your heads bump together. Not too hard but just so that both of you could feel the other person’s presence. To Soyeon, it was a heartwarming gesture.
She shushed you, one of her hands caressing your hair slowly.
After all day in front of the computer, she had to redirect her senses. She wanted you to fill her space, to be the center of it. She’d make you the center of universe if she could.
“Baby?” You murmured enjoying the way her body was warming you up. She hummed in response, her eyelids falling close for a short, blissful moment. “I think I know what you need. I think I know the perfect way to make you relax.”
“You think so, Y/N?” Now she was wide awake, “I think you have to show me.”
Her hands gripped your hips in order to make you face her properly. You bit your lip at the way her nails dug into your skin through the material of your shirt. Hazy look in Soyeon’s eyes had you already anticipating her next moves, words.
“Will you be a good girl and show me? Will you help me relax?” She whispered straight into your mouth, as if she was putting a spell on you. Hypnotizing you with her seductive voice.
You could give a bare nod before her lips crashed onto yours making your mind delete every single thing that existed besides the two of you in that room. In her little studio. You’d never done it in public, how thrilling.
“Close the door first.” As fast as possible you got up and did as you were told. She turned the chair in your direction letting you see her back confidently leaned against it with her elbows lazily resting on the armrest. “Now get on your knees.”
You gulped and your eyes even widened due to excitement, Soyeon smirked amused by how easy you were to turn on. You were so fun to play with. Her words were your command. She loved watching your hungry eyes following every single move of her fingers while they worked on the belt.
“Now I want you to make me forget all about that damn song.” Soyeon rasped once she let her member stand freely in front of your face.
“Say no more, baby.” You met her eyes for a brief second, wanting her to know that you’d never disappoint. There was no way you’d loose an opportunity to please her.
Gentle, yet firm your hold was on her at first. You took your time moving your hand up and down her shaft meeting her wet with precum, tip. You bit your lip at the sight and let your thumb smear it. Your actions earned a breathy moan from your girlfriend.
When you looked up you saw Soyeon’s head had fully fallen on the chair.
“Don’t stop, my good girl.” Her lips created a lazy smile after she felt your mouth wrap around her length.
You grabbed the base of her cock meanwhile your warm tongue took care of its’ upper part. Over time with Soyeon, you learned how to give incredible blowjobs. You knew how to use your mouth and knew exactly what tipped your girlfriend over the edge.
“My god, Y/N. You’re so good at it.” Groans kept spilling from her, as your tongue moved the right way, sucking her deliciously.
Soyeon’s fingers pulled on your hair, she didn’t even need to guide you, just needed something to keep herself grounded. Her hips bucked without her really acknowledging it.
You hummed against her cock, almost smiling at Soyeon’s responses to you. Only you could see her like that, taste her here and there. The vibrations you made had your girlfriend panting heavily, her orgasm was approaching. It was approaching fast.
“Fuck, baby.” Her shaft was throbbing in your mouth and your hand was playing with her balls - it was over for Jeon Soyeon. She was addicted to your touch, even her words came out stuttered. “I-I’m cumming.”
Eagerly, you swallowed everything she gave you, slightly slurping. Soyeon moaned your name, trying her best not to be loud at the same time. After you pulled away in order to wipe your mouth, she looked at you with a satisfied smile, eyes full of stars.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality
Anya is LIVE right now
FREE
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
Request: Hi! Could get an imagine where miyeon confesses to reader that she likes her(reader also does) and they end up sleeping together. But, the next day reader finds out she’s “dating someone”, (which is really just a publicity stunt) and accuses miyeon of using her. Basically smut/angst but with a happy ending.
Warnings: Language, drinking, phone smushing in anger
Genre: Smut, angst and fluff
Wordcount: ~ 3,324
A/N: IT’S OCTOBER 3RD
“I love this colour on you.” Miyeon murmured, one of her hands put a stray of your hair behind your ear, in the other one she held a glass of champagne.
Your heads were almost pressed together, as both of you were watching your new nails.
“Thank you.” Your smile being slightly uneasy because of the sudden proximity between you two.
The thing was that you weren’t uncomfortable, in fact you were yearning for more of Miyeon. The two of you had known each other for many years and that little crush you developed on her was slowly getting out of control.
Especially whenever it was only the two of you hanging out just like that night at her apartment when the living room was lit by purple LED lights and few candles. With her weekend finally off, Miyeon invited you for a fun, girly sleepover.
Unfortunately for you, three glasses of champagne later, Miyeon was already feeling slightly more playful and touchy, in your opinion bold even.
She did not see any problem with her knee touching yours all the time, it also seemed like there was no need for her to explain her fingers fidgeting with sleeves of your hoodie.
“It’s unbelievable how you can literally pull off anything.” Miyeon’s back rested against the couch, after she put her glass, half empty on the table. Her eyelids were moving slower and slower.
It was almost 2 AM - the time when all of her tiredness was making its’ way to acknowledgement.
“It’s just nail color, come on.” You shrugged trying your best not to show how her raspy voice was affecting you.
“But I meant everything, clothes, hair colors...” You bit your lip when Miyeon paused and tense silence filled the space between you. “I think even bald you’d still be the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen.”
Her brown, Bambi eyes raised up to meet yours. Corners of her lips also raised coyly creating a soft yet charming smile. The rest of her face was serious, as if Miyeon really wanted you to hear her out.
“I-I can’t be the prettiest girl you’ve ever seen. I mean you’re an idol yourself working with and seeing all these other beautiful idols everyday.” You shook your head with an amused smile.
“Y/N?”
You hummed with a raised eyebrow.
“For once, just shut up.” Her words came out quietly but also stern.
Your eyes widened in shock.
“Now you’re just being mean.” You scoffed, not used to Miyeon talking to you like that. Yes, it was in a playful manner, but the two of you were usually very sweet to each other.
“I’m serious when I say you’re the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen and I’m also serious when I say that anything you wear looks incredibly good on you. Y/N, I-” Miyeon stopped suddenly and before continuing she licked her lips. “I like you.”
“I like you too.” She frowned at your response.
“Not like that. I really do like you, Y/N. And you’re more than just a friend to me.” You could clearly see how hard Miyeon was trying not to reveal her nervousness. Her voice as well as her breathing was unsteady, brunette tried to busy her fingers with the hem of her gray hoodie this time. On the inside she was already shaking in regret - was it a good idea to let you know the truth?
It was easy to panic when she did not hear a single word back from you. The look on your face in that moment was also something she couldn’t really interpret. Yes, you looked shocked to your core with your mouth hanging slightly open, but was it a good kind of shock? Was there a chance that you reciprocated her feelings? What if there was no going back now and all these years of friendship had ended right then and there?
“I-I didn’t... It’s not-” Miyeon began apologizing when something cut her off. It was you or more specifically your lips brushing against hers.
And before she even knew it, Miyeon’s eyes fell closed, your kiss just felt incredibly natural.
You trembled slightly in her arms when her hand cupped your cheek gently. Once her sweet smell hit your nose you were about to explode, you were certain. The heat of Miyeon’s skin, her soft touches and those two hums she let out against your mouth were overwhelming.
“I-... You-” You pulled away, a breathless stuttering mess. “Do you actually like me? Is this really happening?”
Brunette giggled loudly, her response came as another kiss and a quickly muttered ‘yes’.
This time was way more passionate, Miyeon even pushed you against the couch and straddled hurriedly. Your eyebrows raised in surprise nevertheless you were far from complaining. Like a snake you let your arms sneak around brunette’s tiny waist, you pressed her body firmly against yours. Miyeon raised your chin with her finger so that she had the best access to your neck. At first, she was only pecking your skin there, but soon enough her actions turned less soft.
“Are you sure? I mean, isn’t it too fast?” You moaned suddenly feeling her teeth graze the column of your throat.
“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this.” Her deep voice was there again. You bit your lip hard in order to contain yourself. As she straightened her back, those Bambi eyes looked down at you. “Love me, Y/N.”
You intertwined your fingers and brought her hand up to you lips. That was your answer.
Miyeon smirked, in her head probably already imagining all the things the two of you were about to do. Then, when she tried to lean in you gripped her thighs before picking up her whole body with bedroom being your destination.
“I really have to start working out too.” Brunette gasped wrapping her arms around your neck. She loved staying so close to you, especially now while you were showing off, Miyeon couldn’t help but adore you even more. Seconds later, you gently put her on that huge bed and your lips met again.
Surprisingly, it was her who took your shirt off first, although hers joined your on the floor almost immediately. Her, who pushed you to lay down on a cotton pillow. Despite everything you did your best to stay gentle with your actions.
Also, you just really wanted to see Miyeon’s vision for your first night together.
And just like with anything else you could imagine - there was no way she’d let you down.
Her eager mouth made sure to mark as many spots on your skin as possible, Miyeon especially liked your reaction at her biting onto your collarbone. That deep moan you let out got her thighs squeezing, she could already feel how wet and desperate she was getting for you.
Refusing to wait any longer, Miyeon got rid of her pants making you follow quickly.
“There’s no going back now.” She whispered with her 40 degrees nose resting against yours.
“I don’t want to go back.” You answered while your hand was sneakily getting to the clip of her bra.
Miyeon sighed in relief once the last piece of clothing in your way fell down, she hid her face in your hair feeling way too hot, shy even, after you started playing with her boobs. You cherished each and every single whine that escaped her. And even though it was your first time seeing and touching her breasts you felt addicted already to the softness of her skin.
“Oh, Miyeon.” You whimpered when she sat down directly on your thigh and pressed down on it.
“Shit, Y/N.” Her wet folds created such an intense, pleasant feeling on your leg, you bit your lip harshly.
Just as Miyeon’s hips began to rock back and forth you expected her on focusing on chasing her own pleasure while riding your thigh, but that’s when she surprised you once again. Her long, slim fingers reached out to the wetness that arose in between your legs.
“Fuck-” Both of you panted, lost in your own intimate paradise.
With no warning, Miyeon pushed two digits into your dripping core causing you to mewl weakly. The way she curled them inside you made you wonder where she got that experience from.
“Baby, right there. Please don’t stop.” Brunette gripped your shoulder tightly with her right hand while her left one was knuckles deep in, fucking you.
You gripped her hips in order to guide her a little faster, make her press down a bit harder and finally to turn her into a moaning, sweaty mess that won’t be able to walk properly the next day.
Miyeon’s back arched unexpectedly when you flexed your thigh, she started shaking and soon after that her limit was reached. Bambi eyes rolled to the back of her head, as she came with a loud cry.
She never let her fingers rest though, through it all they kept on pumping in and out of you, it was becoming too much. The rhythm of her hips, breathy sounds she was making and all the sweat coating both of your bodies - you felt like passing out.
When your climax came, with teary eyes you kept on repeating Miyeon’s name like she was the only thing you’d ever gotten to touch, hear and see. In no time you felt overstimulated which made you push Miyeon’s hand away.
“S-sensitive.” You mumbled, still helping her ‘down’ from your leg and lay beside you.
Both your chests continued on raising and falling rapidly, when you felt her curious eyes on you. You turned your head to the right to take a long look at the most wonderful woman you’ve ever met.
Miyeon was already curled on her left side, her face illuminated only by the moonlight. She trapped your leg between hers, as she let herself stare at you endlessly. You didn’t even need her to say anything - Bambi eyes were your answers.
Only when her breathing returned to normal, her cheeks slowly regained their pale colour and you noticed her messy hair did you acknowledge what the two of you had actually done.
Shyly, you closed your eyes.
“Told you there’s no going back.”
With a hum, you nuzzled your face into her shoulder.
~
Grinning like an idiot, you walked into the kitchen with the intention of making coffee for your lover and you. It was around 9 AM and Miyeon was also up, already locked in the bathroom while brushing teeth and washing her face as every other morning.
You clicked on the coffee machine and watched brown liquor pouring down into the first one of two white mugs you’d had prepared. Your fingers mindlessly played with the zipper of Miyeon’s big hoodie that you borrowed. Once hers coffee was done, you switched the mugs and waited for another one to fill up. It was your phone beeping that pulled you out of that small coffee trance.
With no thought, you made your way over to the couch and looked for the device for a moment before eventually finding it behind a fluffy pillow. Miyeon and you didn’t have time to clean up the living room last night.
Your phone screen lit up because of your coworkers typing on the group chat. Uninterested, you muted the conversation - it was the weekend after all, you’d catch up with them later.
Once you were in the kitchen again with a comforting cup of hot coffee in your hand and your phone in the other one, you decided to scroll through social media while waiting for Miyeon to stop occupying the bathroom and finally let you know what she’d like for you to cook for breakfast.
That was when it’d popped up.
You dropped the mug, having to reread the article’s title at least two more times. They indeed included photos that showed Miyeon’s heart eyes.
(G)I-DLE’s Miyeon and SF9’s Hwiyoung spotted on a romantic night walk by the Han River! The couple of visuals look so in love!
Miyeon ran into the kitchen, panic present in her eyes as she heard glass breaking.
“Everything okay?” She gasped spotting sharp white pieces of the mug scattered on the floor.
“What is this?” You ignored her while nearly shoving your phone into her face.
Miyeon frowned before visibly paling once she got the look at what the issue was.
“Y/N, don’t... It-it’s not what it looks like, okay?” She stuttered.
“You know what that fucking looks like? You’re a cheater, Miyeon. You used me! Are you fucking kidding me right now?” In a sudden rush of anger you sent your phone to the ground.
“Y/N! Calm down-” Miyeon winced, trying to get a hold of your shoulders after hearing the second crack that morning.
“Don’t fucking touch me! You ruined everything. Y-You- Dammit, Miyeon! I can’t stand you. Just leave me alone!” There was nothing she could really do considering the state you were in. You weren’t thinking straight, clouded by jealousy and anger - Miyeon understood that it was no use for her to try and explain the situation to you. She let you go, gave the space you needed and promised herself that she’ll catch you and talk to you only after you cool off.
~
Without her by your side, you were cold.
Even that stupid hoodie bathed in Miyeon’s perfume didn’t help.
With no destination in mind, you walked around the nearest park wondering why on Earth did it have to be you? To finally touch the sky with your long time crush and then be harshly pushed down from one of the clouds.
That Hwiyoung.
His annoyingly perfect face was something you were unable to compare with even in your best make up look. And these stupid words that Miyeon told you last night, that had already engraved deeply into your brain and heart, that you were the prettiest.
How could she?
That was what hurt the most. How could Miyeon so simply flirt with you, her friend when her only goal was to use you. Maybe her and Hwiyoung had a fight and you were her second choice? Maybe she just wanted to forget about him for one short night? Maybe they just started dating and Miyeon thought that cheating at this point wouldn’t count? There were so many maybes, you felt like either throwing up or beating the shit out of someone.
Without her by your side, you felt lonely.
All these people in the park seemed so distant even though they were taking the same paths you were. You felt isolated in your own broken heart. There were no words to describe how furious at Miyeon you were and how at the same time you were already missing the feeling of her arms around you, keeping you safe. Until then, you’d never noticed how selfish she actually was. That’s how blinded you were by your feelings.
~
The next few days were blurry. After coming home from work you’d only lay down on the couch, barely eat and sleep a lot. Sleep was your true escape as even at work half of your coworkers were non stop talking about Korea’s new favorite Visual Couple.
Then on following Friday, almost a week after your argument with Miyeon, she showed up at your door. You were woken up from your nth nap by the sound of doorbell.
“We have to talk, Y/N.” Bambi eyes were determined to make things right, but in her voice you could hear a note of sadness.
You scanned her features for a moment before wordlessly letting her in by opening the door wider.
Just like anyone could imagine, it was painfully awkward at first. You were still half asleep and Miyeon didn’t know where to start.
“For you.” She pulled a single red rose from behind her back and handed it to you.
You only stared at her.
“I expected that one.” She nodded to herself and put the flower on your kitchen table.
“Just start already, Miyeon. I have better things to do.” With a roll of eyes you plopped down on the couch.
“That article you saw wasn’t true.” Her soft voice came from somewhere on your left.
“Everyone is now talking about you two. What do you mean it wasn’t true?” Your arms crossed on your chest.
“It’s just a PR move to attract more viewers. Hwiyoung and I play in a drama called Replay and our companies thought it’d be a good publicity stunt.” You looked at her blankly, after a moment of your eyes on her, Miyeon felt unsure. “Look, I don’t even have his number on my phone.”
She gave you the device and let you scroll through all the contacts. You even search up names like ‘Baby’, ‘Darling’ or ‘Honey’ but nothing came up. With a frown, you gave it back.
“Why didn’t you tell me then? We were catching up last weekend and what? You somehow forgot to mention your new fake boyfriend?”
“I-I had it in mind, but... When I tell you I can’t think straight when I see you I’m not lying. I got so into your stories that I wasn’t even viewing him as anything important. And especially after we kissed, I... I hadn’t thought of him until you showed me that article in the morning.” Miyeon gulped, looking down on her lap. “I’m incredibly sorry, Y/N. I was planning on telling you, but like I said even in the morning, I was just in such a good mood because of you that I wasn’t thinking about my job.”
“If you don’t have his number then...” You started carefully, “How do you meet up for the paparazzi to see?”
“Our companies contact each other. We’re just being dropped at a place, our managers tell us what we should do and what we should look like. That’s basically it. Hwiyoung and I usually talk about dance practices, studio recordings or shooting for our drama. It’s always only about job.” When Miyeon saw you still processing her words, she added “It’s you that I want to talk to about everything else. It’s you that I want to stare at until I fall asleep and it’s you that I want to wake up with. I’m crazily in love with you, Y/N.”
Brave Bambi eyes stayed on you the whole time. She was putting herself out there for you. Putting an end to your friendship as well.
“I’m in love with you too, Miyeon. I’ve been for so long, but gosh you have no idea how terrified I was when I saw that article.” After all this time you were able to finally breath again. As anxiety was slowly leaving your heart, it was roaring loudly in excitement.
“I have an idea. How about we never bring this up again, huh?” Miyeon asked while standing up from her seat and taking a seat on the couch right next to you.
“I think it’s a good idea.” Fondly, you watched her lean in, as your fingers intertwined on your lap. With a happy sigh you got to kiss her again. Frankly speaking, a big part of you was afraid that you’d never get a chance to do so.
“Oh, I almost forgot. Wait here.” Miyeon gave you a quick peck before storming off to her purse. She came back with both of her hands hidden behind her back. “I figured you might need it.”
She handed you a box with a new phone inside. Genuinely speechless you opened your mouth in shock. Such a sweetheart, your brunette knew damn well that you only had an old brick as a spare phone.
“Miyeon-” You began whining, knowing that it was way too much than what you could have asked for.
Warnings: kidnapping, manipulation, cursing, mentions of drinking alcohol, brawl
Genre: Angst with a happy ending, a bit of comedy here and there, Mafia AU
Wordcount: ~ 4,175
A/N: i had this written down long time ago tbh and when i heard dreamcatcher’s propose i thought i’d share it with you cause the lyrics kinda matches👀 let me know what you thinkk
You remember very vividly the day your whole life changed. It didn’t feel real, just a few days ago you’d been a normal young woman working at this Italian restaurant as a waitress and then suddenly you found yourself dragged into mafia’s dirty world. A huge misunderstanding. You’d never expect that tall, gorgeous short-haired woman to be a mafia member. You’d never expect Yoohyeon - that was her name - to be spying on you.
When she walked into the restaurant for the very first time and directly asked your colleague for you to get her order, you couldn’t believe it. Despite being shy, you felt beyond happy about an attractive, charming stranger wanting to have an encounter with you out of all other waitresses and waiters. You didn’t question Yoohyeon’s flirting or her curious eyes glued to your figure even while you were serving other customers. It seemed okay, more than that actually. You liked being the centre of her attention.
Yoohyeon visited restaurant few more times, always getting a Margarita from you. She’d take her time drinking it while admiring the surroundings and simply walk away after winking your way. She was generous, tipped you a lot which was another reason why you were so fond of her.
That day, there was an accident, someone drunk barged into restaurant. He kept yelling at one of the customers accusing him of lying and stealing money. His whole face turned red from all the anger, alcohol and emotions he’d been dealing with. You coworker Mark, who was also a waiter, tried to ease their nerves and not cause panic in between other guests. Unfortunately, Mark didn’t manage to take control of the situation.
You froze on the spot watching as one of the men, the drunk one, rushed to punch the other nearly sending him off the chair. That’s when even worse thing happened. The other guy started defending himself with a knife which he sneakily took from the table. Mark quickly jumped, truth be told he’d have no chance against them. It was too risky for him to intervene, so he did the only thing he could - called the police.
All of other guests were running out, as the place was slowly being demolished. It was pure chaos. You felt many people pushing through, not caring about your body. You’d almost fall to the floor as well if it weren’t for someone grabbing your wrist and pulling into themselves forcefully, yet there was a subtle tenderness to it.
“Yoohyeon.” You gasped once your hands landed on her shoulders for some support.
“It’s dangerous here, Y/N. We need to go.” The look in her eyes was so intense that you had to really push yourself in order to glance around. Almost everyone else had ran away. Yohyeon was right. You needed to find a safe place and wait for the police.
With a tight grip on your hand Yoohyeon led you outside. Something about her calm aura and confidence let you feel safe. You began to scan her body, she had great physics. Strong muscles currently covered by suit pants and a white shirt. Her face remained almost neutral, except for the gentle frown on her forehead. It only made her more attractive in your eyes, though.
Outside, you found a bit less crowded space a few meters away from the restaurant’s entrance. While you stayed focused on the situation in front of you, you missed the way Yoohyeon nodded at someone behind you.
“I’m sorry.” She suddenly said quietly.
“For wha-”
~
You woke up in a dark room which kind of reminded of a warehouse. Panic in your eyes, as you glanced around. Did you just get kidnapped?
It didn’t sit right with you.
“Finally.” Your head snapped in the direction of the voice.
“Long time no see, huh?” A tall, dark-haired woman addressed you, a satisfied smirk present on her face.
“What? What is going on? It’s a misunderstanding.”
“Don’t play innocent now, Karla. You really thought you’d get away with everything you’ve done to me?”
Karla? Who the hell was Karla?
“I am not Karla, I swear. You got the wrong person. I’m Y/N.” The woman in front of you laughed at your shaking voice.
“I have to admit, you’ve always been a good actress.” She took slow steps towards you, a dangerous glint in her eyes. “But you won’t fool me again.”
You gulped the second she knelt in front of you to look you straight in the eyes.
“I can prove it. I have no idea who Karla even is. You got the wrong person. Believe me please.”
Woman’s head tilted to the side, that’s when you finally spotted Yoohyeon leaning against the wall. Her hands behind her back, as she watched the scene with that small frown.
“Yoohyeon! What did you do?! You know I’m not Karla!” Your eyes met, but there was no empathy in hers. She stared at you blankly.
“Yoohyeon only fulfilled my order which was to catch you, the hacker.” Woman in front of you held up a picture of... someone very similar. You had to admit she looked just like you although you’d never wear her clothes. Nevertheless, your eyes widened in shock.
“I-I-That’s not me, I swear. She looks almost identical, but really it can’t be me. I’m just a waitress and a student during weekends. Yoohyeon knows it!”
You so badly wanted another girl to take action and agree with you. You thought she was smarter than that. There was no way for you to be involved in mafia’s world.
“Woah, have you already fallen for her? You think she’d like someone like you? Oh, please.”
Angry tears blurred your vision. So that’s why Yoohyeon wanted your attention. She was only fulfilling orders. You understood it when she remained motionless against the wall.
“Yoohyeon.” This time leader’s voice was surprisingly stern, far from amusement she was expressing moments ago. One word was enough for the brunette to immediately approach both of you.
“Yes?” Her cautious eyes focused on the other woman.
“Meet me in my office in ten minutes.”
Yoohyeon nodded as you watched the leader walk away. Apparently, now it was her job to look after you.
“Come on, I’ll show you your room.” Yoohyeon said over her shoulder already on her way out of the room. You hated how empty she sounded like. You hated her current facial expression. Who did she think she was? There was no way she’ll tell you what to do.
“Y/N?” Brunette turned around when she didn’t hear you getting up.
“Fuck you! I’m not going anywhere. You know damn right I have nothing in common with mafia! Why did you do that?! Why did you stay quiet when she was talking to me?” You rose on your feet, angry tears now streaming down your face. Yoohyeon clenched her jaw and quickly approached you while pinning against the nearest wall. You froze in her strong grip, you actually had no chance against her muscular body.
“I am only doing my job, okay? Stop whining and follow me. You’re already causing trouble.” She growled in your ear and you couldn’t remember the last time you felt so scared.
Her eyes were piercing through you with so much anger, Yoohyeon’s body tightly pressed against your own didn’t help either.
You really were at her mercy. She could crash you any second. For a short moment the two of you had a silent, intense battle with your eyes. Then Yoohyeon stepped back and once again told you to follow her. You had no choice. Slowly you dragged your feet behind her tall figure. While passing through different doors and halls you began to wonder how she could be such a good actress.
Just days ago, God - you didn’t even know how long you’d been there for, Yoohyeon was sending you all these winks and smiles. How could you be so naive? How could you let her manipulate you so easily? This new side of Yoohyeon, her true side that you were now following made your stomach sick. You were terrified of what she was truly capable of.
~ About an hour later ~
Sitting on the floor with your back against the wall you were looking around your new room. There had to be a way to escape. Yoohyeon left you there before heading to her leader. She told you to ‘wait and behave’.
How nice of her, you thought sarcastically.
You sighed and curled your legs against your chest. Hunger was slowly getting at you, as well as tiredness. Although there was no way you’d fall asleep in that poorly-arranged place full of old boxes and pallets. The door had a glass in it, but unfortunately it was made out of bullet-proof glass meaning running away through it was close to impossible.
As you kept eyeing the entrance, it suddenly swung open revealing Yoohyeon with a paper bag of what looked like take-out. After closing the door, she knelt down in front of you.
“Hope you like noodles.”
You stared at the bag she put in the middle of your bodies, a frown building on your face.
Wait, what?
She actually sounded kind, too.
“Not hungry.” You turned your head to the side, refusing both her food and conversation. You knew better, they could poison you.
“I know you are, but whatever. It’s not poisoned or anything if that’s what you’re worried about.” Yoohyeon crossed her legs on the floor, her moves remained calm which you took as a good sign. You just had no idea when she’d become aggressive again.
Few seconds of an awkward silence later Yoohyeon spoke again.
“Is it true?” Her voice was really soft, a part of you wanted to believe that she came back to you. “That you’re not Karla and actually have nothing to do with the mafia?”
You met her eyes, aware that Yoohyeon tried to read through you and your emotions - something she was actually very experienced with.
“It is true. I have no idea what’s really going on and this whole situation scares me a lot.” There was a slight crack in your voice. That’s when Yoohyeon’s signature frown came back.
“That mean Karla has doppelgangers. I think that’s the case and you’re simply a victim of hers.” Short-haired nodded to herself, her gaze seemed a bit distant now as she was trying to put pieces together. “Jiu also thinks it could be a mistake that we got you and not her.”
“What does that mean then? Who’s Jiu?” You looked at her, desperately looking for answers. It was about your whole life at this point.
“Jiu’s the leader, she was talking to you earlier. Still, she’s unsure whether or not you’re only acting innocent so we need to wait for her decision.” She shrugged, as if it wasn’t a big deal.
“Are you kidding me? You’re going to let an innocent person get hurt or even killed because of your leader? Fuck, Yoohyeon! It’s my life on the line here.” This was ridiculous, you just had to raise your voice in frustration.
“Shut up. Yelling won’t fix anything.” One sentence was enough for your eyes to fill with tears again. You hated the woman in front of you, with your whole heart you despised her. “My life’s on the line too, if you weren’t aware. Although, Jiu’d never hurt me. We just have to wait few more days and then we’ll know what’s coming.”
As she finished talking, Yoohyeon gently clapped both her thighs announcing that she was done.
“Eat up.” Her monotonous was back the second she got on her feet.
You couldn’t believe she was real, it was impossible for a human being to be so awful. Eating was now the last thing you could think of.
“You know I’m innocent, right?” Before she left, you asked in a small voice filled with a tiny bit of hope.
Yoohyeon then turned around to analyze your features. Her eyes watched you carefully for what seemed like eternity. She let herself stare at you for a moment longer before finally blinking and gulping. She looked away, you had no idea what was going on in her head.
When she reached out for the doorknob you felt a single tear wetting your right cheek. You were convinced that there was no rescue for you, no escape.
She let out above the whisper, but she knew you could hear her.
“I know.”
~ The next day ~
Despite trying your best to stay awake in a foreign, dangerous place, your eyes fell closed eventually. You were completely worn out and mentally exhausted. There were no windows in the room so you had no idea what time it even was and for how long you were asleep.
It was Jiu who woke you up this time.
“Wake up, sleepyhead.” She addressed you noticing your body laying on the cold floor. All your muscles were sore because of how uncomfortable your position was. Anxiously, you looked up at her smirking face. “Come on, we’ll have some fun somewhere else.”
With a gulp, you got onto your shaky legs. You had no choice but to follow her. Like a prisoner.
Few minutes later Jiu told you to take a seat on a wooden chair, as she sat down on the other side of the enormous desk. Interrogation began.
The leader kept showing you pictures, most of them being very graphic, but it was the first time you’d seen them. You had no idea who these people, victims were. Even after asking the same questions over and over again, Jiu didn’t believe you. Both of you felt like going crazy. You wanted to be free again and she didn’t really know what to do. Finally, after sighing tiredly, she took her phone and called someone. Jiu spoke shortly, her tone didn’t leave any room to argue.
When a tall, well-built woman came in, you had a hunch where everything was heading to. Especially since she was carrying a baseball bat. They wanted to torture you.
“Handong, look at these.” Jiu’s words made the woman approach the leader immediately. She stood behind her and was analyzing both pictures and documents on the desk.
That was your chance.
You quickly glanced at the massive door before making a decision. You needed to run away, fast.
As if electrified you jumped out of the chair ignoring Jiu’s mad calls and Handong running after you. There was no looking back, as you paced through the huge warehouse. By taking a few random turns, you managed to lose the woman following you. Luckily you found space with no people in it. The only minus was that you didn’t know where to go and what was truly ahead of you. Which is why you totally didn’t expect a sudden set of stairs leading to the basement.
With a groan, you fell down while probably twisting your left ankle. You had no more power in you, no more energy to run. The pain was too overwhelming. The only thing that came to your mind was hiding, so that no one could see you in that long hall.
You crawled behind a huge plastic box filled with some liquid and hid between it and the wall. If someone was using the stairs, they wouldn’t see you.
Then, all of the sudden, you heard two pairs of steps nearing. One from the above, running and another from down the hall - steady and slow.
“Hey! Have you seen that Karla girl?” This had to be Handong on top of the stairs, but who wsa she talking to?
“No, but try in the garage. I heard someone running there.” Yoohyeon.
Your eyes widened and you did everything you could not to make a sound. While holding your breath, you heard Handong running again in a different direction. You were praying that Yoohyeon would also go somewhere else and not notice you.
You remained quiet, just when you thought she was walking away, her face came into your view as she crouched beside you. In shock, you almost yelped but quickly covered your mouth with your hand. Short-haired was watching you with that unreadable expression before smiling amused.
“Watch out for the stairs next time, will you?”
So she knew it was you, but still told Handong to go somewhere else?
“What? Did you just keep me covered?” You couldn’t believe it.
“I know what I’m doing, okay?” Yoohyeon looked at you expecting an affirmation, one of her eyebrows raised. Simply, you nodded not trusting your own voice anymore. “Let’s go, I’ll bring you back to your room.”
It was very weird. Why would she do that when you were in the middle of talking to Jiu? Shouldn’t she bring you back to her leader?
Confused, you got up but was reminded of your injured leg. Yoohyeon saw you flinching with every step you took, but the moment she opened her mouth you protested.
“I’m fine.” Stubbornly, you followed her.
In response, Yoohyeon rolled her eyes and after two more meters of you still not catching up, she turned around. Wordlessly, she closed the distance between you two and lifted you in her arms. You were beyond speechless when she readjusted your body, making you wrap your arms around her neck in a hurry in order not to fall. She held you in a bridal carry method. Her grip really strong, she didn’t even look like she was struggling with all your weight on her.
“Why are you doing this?” You used the opportunity to study her face. Neutral and bored almost as always. That’s what made her so unpredictable. You never knew what she was thinking.
“Why are you so stubborn?” She asked back.
This time, you rolled your eyes.
You chose to stay quiet for the rest of the way. Truth be told, you kind of felt okay with Yoohyeon holding you like that. Almost safe. You enjoyed the leather material of her jacket and the feeling of her hair brushing against your hand as it bounced along with her steps.
Her smell was also nice, strong yet comforting. Finally, you couldn’t help but stare at her lips. They were so close, barely a breath away. Yoohyeon’s whole body was very warm. The contrast to the air and atmosphere around you.
With a deep sigh you hated to admit it, but you liked being this close to her. You wished you could stay like this for a long time.
“Take a picture, it’ll last longer.” Yoohyeon smirked at you, noticing how you were constantly ogling her.
“Very funny.” Your response was quiet and filled with sarcasm as your eyes narrowed in annoyance.
Since she didn’t appreciate your staring and teased you about it you rested your head against her shoulder, almost in the crock of her neck. Your breaths must have tickled her skin as goosebumps slowly appeared. You felt yourself smiling gently.
“You can get off now, you know.” Once again her voice was full of amusement. She just loved making fun of you, didn’t she? Although, you had no idea when you even managed to enter your room.
“Right.” Mumbling, you got on your own feet with a pained expression when your left leg hit the floor. Yoohyeon’s hand stayed on your waist in case you couldn’t find balance, for that you were grateful.
“Let me see it.” She helped you slowly sit down and examined your ankle. You gasped when she turned it in her hand a bit too fast. Nevertheless, her touches were gentle, it didn’t seem like she wanted to hurt you. She even apologized for grasping your leg too hard.
“It’s twisted, I’ll get some bandage. Don’t move it too much, okay?”
It’s not like you physically could.
Moments later, Yoohyeon came back with a bandage and a weird smile playing on her lips.
“What’s so funny?” You frowned when she began to wrap your ankle without a word. She was very delicate while helping you.
“Jiu and Handong are still looking for you.”
Are they dumb? Or is Yoohyeon the insane one?
After all, she’s incredibly brave to go behind her leader’s back like that.
“Are they going to hurt me for running away?” Fear present in your voice as you whispered.
“I’ll take care of it.” Yoohyeon said seriously, your eyes met briefly. It was her way of confirming and keeping her promise. Eye contact.
“I see you haven’t eaten yet?” With a glance at the unopened take-out bag, she finished wrapping your your leg. It felt slightly better already. “What food do you like then? Rice, chicken, pizza?”
“Pad Thai’s fine.”
“We’ll go once it’s all over.” Yoohyeon nodded while standing up.
“Are you asking me on a date?” You blurted out of blue. You had every right to be confused. With Yoohyeon nothing was certain.
“That’s for me to know and for you to...” With a light shrug, she turned around and left.
You shook your head and leaned against the wall. What world was she living in?
That was an excellent question.
~
Later that day Jiu visited you for the second time. She seemed to lack some of determination she’d had earlier.
“Yoohyeon twisted your ankle?” Was the first thing she said. Her eyebrows raised in disbelief, she looked comical almost.
You opened your mouth to protest, but were fast enough to catch up on what was going on.
“Yes.” You kept your head low in order not to give yourself away.
“That’s a bit weird of her.” Jiu admitted out loud before remembering what she came for in the first place. “Listen, Y/N.”
It was the first time she used your real name. Did she understand that you were not the one she was looking for?
“You’re in danger now. Karla changed her appearance on purpose so she has people who look like her. Which means that you can be targeted by many people.” You looked up to meet Jiu’s eyes. Her face was serious, but since she was warning you like this, it meant that she’ll let you go, right?
“However, just as much as you’re in danger- you’re also lucky.” Jiu sighed upon seeing your lost expression. “You’re lucky Yoohyeon likes you. She won’t let anybody hurt you.”
Now it all made no sense. It was ridiculous for the leader to even be saying such things.
“But she twisted my ankle.” Unsure, you argued causing dark-haired woman to chuckle.
“She lied straight in my face about twisting your leg. I saw how you fell down the stairs on cameras and Yoohyeon still chose to lie about you. You’ll be safe with her.” Something on Jiu’s face changed. Now, she looked like she was having a conversation with a friends or something. Almost like she was giving advises to someone close to her.
Your tongue was tied. You had so many things to ask her, yet you didn’t know where to start.
“A-Aren’t you mad?”
“At her or at you?” Catching you off guard, Jiu sat down next to you.
“Both?” You honestly felt like everyone there was making an idiot out of you.
“I’ve known Yoohyeon since I can remember. I can tell right away when she’s lying or when she likes someone. It’s the first time she behaved like that, though. She’s never tried to protect someone so much.” You looked down feeling your cheeks warm up. “I’m not mad at her for that. I want her to be happy. I’m also not mad at you. Just frustrated, but nothing about it is your fault.”
You nodded acknowledging, but also appreciating her calm voice. Jiu seemed alright.
Now, you were feeling both excited and very nervous about meeting Yoohyeon again.
You had a lot to talk about.
~
While admiring the first sunset in the last few days you were waiting for Yoohyeon at the back of the old warehouse. Handong was the one who walked you outside. She helped you with the ankle and told you to wait few more minutes for the short-haired.
The second you heard steps coming your way, you turned around. Yoohyeon’s hair was bouncing as she walked towards you, her hands hidden in the pockets of her jacket.
“You up for some Pad Thai?” She asked with that damn smile.
After a nice evening out, she walked you home or more accurately carried on her back. Her strong hands were holding your thighs. Your arms were hugging her neck and you let your body press against her back fully.
“I like your perfume.” You shyly said.
It was now completely dark outside, but you weren’t afraid. Yoohyeon wouldn’t let anything happen to you. You knew that now.
“Thanks, it’s Gucci.” She giggled randomly making you laugh as well. You felt every vibration of hers. Every breath she took.
Warnings: swearing, drinking, mentions of cheating
Genre: ANGST, a tiny little bit of fluff at the end
Wordcount: ~ 3,322
A/N: guys go read some regular books as well
If time machine did exist, you were certainly the one who'd feel its’ magic. The kiss took you back in time. It turned your whole world upside down. All these years of heartbreak, constant pain, loneliness and naive expecting seemed to simply disappear. One quick snap, just like hypnosis.
Immediately, you dropped the broom, not caring about the noise it made when hitting the ground. Thankfully, no one seemed to hear. You smoothly wrapped your arms around Minnie’s small waist and pulled her in, incredibly close. She clung to you, her shaky hands gripped your shirt almost as if she was scared that you’ll disappear any second. Your sweet smell entered her nostrils - Minnie felt like she was dreaming and just had to make sure you really were there with her. The moment felt too good to be true. The way your lips moved against hers, your delicate fingers stroking her hair, the feeling of your breaths fanning her skin. It seemed, as if nothing changed at all. Those goosebumps that Minnie was always able of providing were still there. The little breaths and hums she’d release against your lips from time to time also were still present. You felt your heart clench at how adorable this woman, not a teenager anymore, behaved in front of you.
Eventually once both of you had to get some air, Minnie pulled away just a little bit while resting her forehead on yours. Panting, she admired your features up close with her finger gently tracing your jawline. Even if you wanted to say something, you truly became speechless under her soft gaze, proximity didn’t help either. So you just stood there unable to move, letting her do whatever she wished to. Her loving, shining eyes remained the same, only her cheekbones stood out a bit more because of all the weight she’d lost as an idol.
Suddenly, Minnie visibly saddened.
“What about Rosé?”
~
That was an excellent question. You had no idea, you realized, as you anxiously paced in circles at the airport in Bangkok. Only few more minutes were on your way of finding out though. It was only a matter of time until Rosé would make her way out of the plane and greet you.
As every other time, she had no problem with spotting you in the crowded room. It just felt so natural for her eyes to find yours. She used to often joke about how you were a literal magnet for her ever since the day you met.
Your heart broke the moment Rosé beamed at you from afar, before speeding in your direction with arms wide open. A lump formed in your throat, seeing Rosé in person after what you’d done - only now it made you truly realize how much you’d lost.
“What’s going on?” She asked stopping in front of you and noticing your watery eyes.
Since you wanted to get this off your chest, as soon as possible, you didn’t really hesitate.
“I kissed Minnie.” You looked down. “I guess I never stopped loving her.”
Silence.
“So I really came back for nothing, huh?” Rosé heavily sat down on the bench.
You glanced up to see her face. There was this emptiness in her eyes, as she was looking into the distance, trying to put pieces together. You expected her to get angry and yell, maybe even make a scene and slap you in the face - do anything.
Anything would be better than the sight you were met with. She looked broken on the inside.
“What do you mean for nothing? What about work?” You asked confused.
“I got a better job offer back in Australia. My aunt is retiring and leaving to the States. She offered me to manage her guesthouse.” Rosé was toying with her fingers. “I came back to ask you to do it with me.”
“Rosie-” You gasped with wide eyes.
This was so bad.
“But I guess the offer is no longer available.” In a sudden, fast move Rosé got a hold of her suitcase and walked passed you towards the exit door.
“Rosé, wait-” You felt this need to say something more, to apologize- you tried stopping her by grabbing her wrist, but she quickly brushed you off.
“Leave me alone, Y/N.” With her cold voice she made you shiver. Rosé’s eyes were filled with agony, no matter how hard she tried to camouflage it with anger, you saw beneath it. You saw the hurt written all over her face. “I really can’t look at you right now.”
You had no choice but to accept her decision. It was you that fucked up after all.
~
Two hours later, you found yourself at a small bar located right next to the beach. Lisa, sitting in front of you, tried to come up with any advise for you given your situation.
“I do like Rosé, you know that. But she’s just... Not Minnie.” Lisa shook her head gently while toying with the straw of her drink. Her shoulder length hair was delicately blew by the sea breeze, her brows remained furrowed, as she tried to find the right words.
“Shit, I’m not even sure how to explain it, but just- Like in my head, whenever I think of you, I think of Minnie as well. And when I think of Minnie, you’re there too.” Lisa’s shining eyes met your eyes, she was determined to make you understand her point of view. “It’s almost like you two are glued together. Like you’re always holding hands in my mind, exchanging looks. Like a fucking magnet that just stays together no matter what, you know?.”
You made a grimace at the word ‘magnet’.
“Rosé said something about magnets too.” You mumbled before emptying your drink and gesticulating to the waiter for a refill.
Lisa sighed and you didn’t blame her. If you were her, you’d be sick of your friends too. Nevertheless, she grabbed her drink, quickly chugged it down, slightly wincing at its’ taste and joined you in waiting for another glass. You’d jump into flames for Lisa Manoban.
“So, Yuqi and you, huh?”
You began when young waiter set your drinks on the table. Lisa pressed lips together, at first refusing to look you in the eyes.
“Come on, you know everything about my fucked up situation! It’s your turn now, spill.”
She giggled, but nodded in agreement. It was only fair if she shared her thoughts as well.
“We didn’t do anything.” There was this coy glimpse in her eyes, she was smiling, but it looked like she was talking about high school crush or maybe even elementary crush. This innocent, but still satisfied look on her face suited her a lot. It made her look younger. “It was incredible to get to know her more and talk to her throughout the whole night. We had a great time together and there was this vibe like we knew each other already. We joked so much and immediately bonded. I mean Yuqi’s probably the coolest person I’ve ever met, no offence.”
“None taken.” You chuckled at how animatedly Lisa was speaking all of the sudden.
“But I didn’t have the courage to make a move.” She looked down for a second. “Can you believe it?! Me?! Lalisa Manoban Being shy?”
You both burst out laughing.
“That truly is unbelievable.” You took a sip. “But I think it only proves how much you like her. You were simply scared of messing up. That’s very cute of you.”
“Y/N, stop it.” She wasn’t amused.
“No, really. Next time you have to ask her out or at least get her number.” You continued with your nagging. Oh, how nice it felt to finally be the one giving advises.
“I don’t want to hear it.” Despite her voice, there was this goofy smile playing on her lips, as she glanced at the beach. Lisa took a deep breath before speaking again, this time she was far more serious. “Do you think there will be ‘next time’?”
You sighed.
“I’m afraid so.”
~
The weather that day in park was a huge opposite to what both Rosé and you were feeling. It was another extremely hot and sunny afternoon with no single cloud up in the sky which was the color of baby blue.
It took four long days after landing in Bangkok for Rosé to reply to your messages. You were begging her to give you a chance at explaining yourself, although a part of you didn’t know what else you could really say to her. It didn’t feel like any words could make her feel better. You just wanted to see her and how she was doing.
Rosé was the one who suggested getting iced coffee and taking a stroll to the park nearby. You truly appreciated her attempt at keeping things civilized.
She showed up wearing dark sunglasses which made everything way harder for you. You weren’t able to see her expressions properly which could cause even more unnecessary complications.
Despite it all, you were the one who ordered, while still remembering Rosé’s favorite position on the menu and paid. It was the least you could do, you kept repeating to yourself.
After you handed your ex-girlfriend her cup, both of you crossed the street and dived into the park. At first, it was silent and awkward. You hesitated, but you knew you had to be the one to start.
“I’m not sure how to do this properly. I just feel like no matter what I say I... I’ll end up hurting you more and trust me, when I say this, Roseanne Park, I would never ever hurt you intentiona-”
“But you did, Y/N.” She cut you off with a harsh, but tired voice. “And I will never believe you saying that you didn’t think kissing her wouldn’t hurt me.”
You looked down at your cup and reminded yourself that this new Rosé was the outcome of your own actions. Only you were the reason for her current behaviour to be so different from what you were so used to. She was no longer polite and incredibly kind, she especially didn’t have to pretend to be nice to you.
“What I really want to know, though is were you drunk?... Do you even regret this?” She asked in a small tone.
“I did drink, but I can’t say I was drunk. I was fully aware of what I was doing.” Total honesty was once again the very least you could do in that situation. Rosé deserved to know the whole ugly truth. Although, a big part of you wanted to ignore her second question. “I had no idea that after all this time... All these feelings- they would still be there. It seemed like nothing changed at all.”
There was a bit of silence again, Rosé had to really digest your words, before choosing to speak again. In the meantime you had a full blown fight going on in your head, already regretting what you’d said.
“What are your plans now? Are you going to go back to her?”
“Well, we uh... We haven’t really talked about it.” You gulped, feeling like an idiot. “So it’s hard to tell at the moment.”
Rosé gave a small nod, it was barely visible with how she kept her pace steady and her sunglasses staring ahead.
“Look, I know that I failed you.” You breathed out, the cup in your hands began slightly shaking. “I know that I broke your trust, I lied when I said that I could handle myself all alone at that party. Maybe if you didn’t go to Australia, it’d be different, but I wanted you to see your family too. Please, Rosé, I’ve never meant bad for you. You’re one of the loveliest, coolest people I’ve ever met. I’m deeply sorry.”
As you were nearing a bench underneath a big tree, hidden from the sunlight, Rosé sat down, wanting to rest from the intense sunshine.
“Maybe one day you’ll forgive me, I’m truly sorry.” You joined her in a heartbeat.
“I’m not blaming you.” All of the sudden, she exhaled tiredly and took off her sunglasses, letting you fully see her sunken, pale face. Her beautiful, brown eyes were puffy and bloodshot red like she’d been crying for these whole past few days. And you’d thought that it was because of the weather. “Only myself for leaving.”
“Rosie, stop please.” You felt tears blurring your vision and you wondered how on Earth she was able to have this conversation without crying. But then again, you thought, Rosé looked like she had already cried enough over you.
“I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately and realized that how you said Minnie was your first love... You are mine. No matter how much I loathe it.” She chuckled sadly.
Meanwhile you were at loss of words, just observing her flawless profile. You admired her for avoiding your eyes all this time.
“And who am I to stand between you two? I mean, I can’t just make you stop loving her and if I’m not the only person in your heart then I don’t think we can be together. Especially after that kiss, I don’t want to be the only one who’s blindly in love in this relationship. I deserve better and I know that.”
Your heart ached proudly hearing her words. At least Rosé knew her worth and was both strong and smart enough to accept life the way it was.
“It’s true, I’m the one who doesn’t deserve you. I had it all with you and still... did what I did.” You began drawing circles on your cup of coffee in order to ease some of the nerves. “But I know there is someone out there, who’ll understand you, make you laugh, treasure you, respect you and love you like you’re meant to.”
At that, Rosé turned to look at you. She almost looked like she didn’t believe you.
“And if they don’t do all of that, just contact me. I’ll kick their ass.” Maybe it was inappropriate, trying to joke right then and there but you wanted her to see that you’re still there for her, still having her back.
She let her eyes wander all around your face as if she was trying her best to memorize it. As if it was the last time she’d be able to see it. And that’s when her focus found your lips.
You knew what was coming when Rosé leaned in. With a heavy heart you shared your goodbye kiss.
~
Knock, knock.
You let out a big breath, while waiting at Minnie’s doorstep.
One more conversation had to be made.
“Y/N! Oh how nice it is to see you again. Come in!” You relaxed some when Minnie’s mom opened the door. “Nicha had a few appointments, but she should be back soon.”
You followed her to the kitchen, where at least four traditional Thai dishes were being cooked. Most of them were probably Minnie’s cravings.
“It’s alright, I can wait here with you, if you don’t mind.”
“Nonsense, honey. You’re always welcomed here, even when Nicha’s in Korea or God knows where else. This place right here is your home, as well. Never, forget that.”
The two of you had a heartwarming, long chat. You even managed to help a little with all the cooking Mrs. Yontararak had planned out. With the radio playing in the background, time flew by quickly and productively. Once every dish was ready, Minnie’s mom took you for a little tour around the house in order to show you what had changed through these past years. Mainly, it was either new furniture in the guest bedroom, refreshed walls colors, new paintings here and there. What amazed you the most was an old picture of Minnie, Lisa and you together hung up in one of the halls. The three of you were smiling brightly, unaware of what the future held. It was probably from primary school. You couldn’t believe that it was still there. So much has changed.
Suddenly, older woman’s phone rang. She excused herself and headed to the main bedroom. You used that occasion to sneak into Nicha’s old room, that was just on the other side of the picture wall you were staring at.
You gasped at how different it looked like. Almost every piece of furniture was brand new, the bed was bigger and what caught your attention the most was how messy it was. You remembered Minnie being a very clean and quite strict person. She was probably leaving in a hurry or writing something very intensively. Several paper balls all over the floor proved that theory. There were a few of crossed out pages on her desk too, but one of them was quite readable. You didn’t mean to be noisy, but just simply couldn’t help yourself.
‘Don't you go falling in love
Trust me she's not the one
She won't ever
Love you like I do
Hold you like I do, know you like I do
Don't you go fallin' in love
'Cause I'ma break that shit up
I won't let her
Love you like I do
Touch you like I do, nothing like I do
Nothing like I do’
With a frown you wandered through the text twice, it seemed like Minnie was busy with songwriting. You weren’t given a lot of time to think, as the door opened suddenly and you met those brown eyes again.
“Sorry I kept you waiting.” Minnie was wearing gym clothes and was still slightly out of breath. It didn’t stop her from taking my breath away either. “And sorry for all the mess.”
“What is this?” You addressed the potential lyrics.
Minnie sighed heavily, before organizing some of them.
“I was writing a song. Still am actually.” She was looking everywhere but you.
“This one sounds pretty personal.” You weren’t stupid and knew damn well it was about you. You just wanted to toy with her and make her confess few things.
“Okay, what do you want me to say, Y/N? That I wrote a song about you?” Minnie looked you straight in the eyes this time. As she was speaking she was taking small steps in your direction. “‘Blow your mind’, ‘Dahlia’, ‘For you’, ‘Paradise’. They’re all about you.”
Now, she was only inches away.
“Tell me where we’re going from here.” You felt flattered, both at her words and also because of how close the two of you were again. You just lived for these short moments of proximity with your Nicha. There was nothing that could stop your little smile from spreading coyly.
“I love you, Y/N. I think I always will.” Minnie said softly. “I tried moving on from you so many times. But what can I say, you’re my paradise.”
You cupped her cheeks, smiling like a dork because of how she was even capable of rhyming her love for you, you and pressed a shy kiss against her lips, it was a peck really. But Minnie wasn’t satisfied and craved more of you. With a whine she pulled at your neck and forced you to give her a real kiss. As always before, your lips molded together perfectly. Her tongue was determined to fight for dominance although your constant smile made it impossible for the two of you to continue.
“Stop with that.” Minnie scolded you between her own giggles. There was nothing better in this world than her laughing into the kiss. Your kiss.
“I can’t help it.” You shrugged, letting her lean most of her body weight on you, as she clung to you in a warm embrace. “I’m happy.”
“Me too.” Her fingers walked through your hair, as she hummed with her eyes plesantly lidded. “I’m finally happy here in Thailand.”
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality
Anya is LIVE right now
FREE
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
well i still read a lot here, as for writing it’s hard to tell how long my inspiration will last but i am currently working on ‘Always been you’ part 2. it should be out in a few days actually🎈
Request: Ah okay! I was thinking maybe Yoohyeon needs reader after a long day of work so reader finds a way to relieve her then the rest is up to you! Also take your time on the Siyeon fic and on my request also, no rush ❤️
Yoohyeon let out a big breath, another series of back extensions done. She used her quick break in between series to walk around the small gym. Her legs were grateful for that. The burning feeling was spreading through her back muscles, as well as her hamstrings. Yoohyeon’s whole body was covered with sweat, but the thought of having only two more series to do put her in a better mood. Working out always was one of her favorite hobbies, the endorphins it delivered made everything look brighter. Especially, with Yoohyeon’s high level of stamina - it was a great way to spend her energy.
Although, that one cloudy afternoon when the weather outside certainly was not encouraging to do anything, Yoohyeon was distracted. Trapped in the company building, her body wanted to exercise, but her mind was occupied by something far more enjoyable. Another marvelous way to use her energy.
All she could think of was you.
Starting with your addictive lips - she could spend long hours kissing them. Your expressive eyes - telling her exactly what you need or how good she is making you feel. The way they’d darken with lust had Yoohyeon feeling hot every time. Your slim legs spreading open just for her or how beautifully your back arched during your climax. Everything about you was captivating her whole attention. Even the simple thought of your soft skin on hers resulted in her breathing faster. For some reason, since the moment she woke up that day, she just felt so... horny.
Hands resting on her hips, Yoohyeon licked her lips, before pressing them together. She could feel an amused smile forming on them already.
What were you doing to her? She thought, shaking her head.
Determined, she decided to focus on these last two series. The sooner she’ll finish, the sooner she’d actually see you in person. This had her motivated. After affirmatively nodding to herself, Yoohyeon was ready to continue her work out.
When stretching was also done, she headed for a shower. On her way, your girlfriend was wondering what you were doing in that moment. Her lockscreen, displaying a picture of Pie and you sleeping together which she took few weeks ago, told her it was half past six, meaning you were off work. Probably at home already, unless you stopped for grocery shopping.
You sure were a perfect wife material, Yoohyeon realized after you began to leave in the fridge plastic containers of food prepared for her to eat at work or while travelling. You always made sure to leave a sticky note on top of them, your messages were short, but sweet and often playful. You shared a similar sense of humor.
Few minutes later, after an extremely quick shower, Yoohyeon was drying her hair with a blow dryer. Her fingers impatiently traced through the strands of her hair. As she was observing them, she couldn’t help but to picture them in a completely different location. Around your neck maybe or buried deep inside- Honestly, she wished she was able to teleport to your apartment already. The thought of crossing half of the city during rush hour made her blood boil. That day, Yoohyeon noticed, she was truly practising her patience.
“See you tomorrow, Yoohyeon!” One of the company’s gym trainers exclaimed when she was about to leave the building.
“Ah, yes. Bye!” Hurriedly, she turned around in order to wave back at him. Her smile was only partly forced. Yoohyeon liked that guy, she really did.
She decided to blame her unusually unkind behaviour on you.
Yes, it was all your fault.
~
Hundreds of red lights, curse words and dirty thoughts later, Yoohyeon finally made it. With a lopsided grin, she recognized the smell of one of her favorite dishes coming directly from the kitchen. Oh, how she loved coming home to you.
Tired of waiting, she entered the room to find you above the stove, seasoning some vegetables on a pan. You still were unaware of her arrival, because of the radio you were listening to so loudly. Even now, when dressed in more loose, comfortable clothes around the house, you were driving her crazy. And she hadn’t even touched you yet.
Yoohyeon turned the radio down a little, before taking big steps towards you and trapping you in her arms.
“Woah, hey there, tiger.” You giggled, not even getting the chance to properly turn your head to see who turned the radio down. Yooh was very fast. And very straightforward.
“Hey, pretty girl.” Her lips were already longingly kissing the column of your neck, as she began to sway your bodies side to side. Yoohyeon let her eyes close, happiness embracing her just like she embraced you.
“Did someone miss me?” You asked, amused with her antics. Remaining focused on cooking wasn’t so effortless anymore.
“I was thinking about you all day.” Yoohyeon admitted with a small pout against your neck. There was nothing that could refrain her from getting excited at the close touch of your body.
“Oh, poor Yootony. You’re gonna be the death of me.” You joked, but truth be told - you were positively surprised. You had no problem with Yoohyeon getting back and acting like this everyday.
Turning around in her arms, you got the chance to see how dark her eyes had become. You felt so small in front of Yoohyeon like this. She was undressing you piece by piece with her intense gaze.
“And what am I supposed to say?” Your girlfriend complained playfully, her strong hands pressed you against the kitchen island.
You gasped at the sudden move, although the sound of it was swallowed by Yoohyeon’s eager lips. Not wasting time, she let her tongue inside your mouth, at the same instant, she made you sit on top of the counter. You wrapped both your arms and legs around her form, you knew how much Yoohyeon liked it when you initiated physical contact.
Your girlfriend’s mouth travelled down your body, she quickly took your oversized shirt off, so she had more area to explore freely. She smirked, realizing you weren’t wearing a bra. You hummed when Yoohyeon kissed the valley between your breasts.
The dinner you were preparing - long forgotten.
A sudden moan escaped you the moment Yooh bit your nipple. You shuddered, your hips rocked into hers and that’s when you felt it. Firstly, you took off her shirt. The sight of her firm muscles was something that always got you going. Then, your hand flew to her pants, palming the bulge that formed there. She was extremely hard.
Yoohyeon groaned in relief once you pushed her pants down to her ankles and freed her member. Very impressive she was - huge and veiny, probably the biggest cock you’ve had.
Weakly, you moaned her name as a sign that you were more than ready. Yoohyeon got rid of your shorts, her mouth watered at the sight of your glistening folds. She aligned herself at your entrance, met your eyes and pushed in causing both of you to moan loudly. Nothing could compare to the bliss you felt with her inside you. You were at her mercy, as Yoohyeon’s thrusts were fast and deep. She waited long enough to finally take you however she wanted - she was going to treasure your body as much as possible.
You loved every second of it. The way she was so confident in her desires and how she was able to meet all of your needs at the same time. It was the hottest thing you’ve ever seen.
“Shit, baby. You’re so tight.” Yoohyeon praised you, feeling your walls clench around her desperately.
You admired her abs working intently, her face twisted in pure pleasure, especially that little crinkle between her eyebrows and how her lips were forming a perfect ‘o’ shape. Just looking at her was enough to make you cum, you were certain.
“Yoohyeon, fuck.” You cried out when she slapped your thighs suddenly and brought you even closer.
She silenced you with a harsh kiss, not wanting anyone else to hear your moans. You were only hers.
Your nails were digging into the skin of her nape, your other hand created a path of red scratches down her back. Your chests rubbed together with every thrust of Yoohyeon’s hips. You held onto her almost like a koala, your legs were tightly wrapped around her waist with your toes curling at the pleasure. Yoohyeon cursed, it became harder to move her body because of your suffocating hold. She couldn’t stop nonetheless.
She found a phenomenal solution though. Yoohyeon closed her fingers around your neck and laid you down, further on the kitchen counter, while gently squeezing your throat. Your girlfriend was always very careful with you, even after you affirmed her for the hundredth time that you liked it when she choked you a little. It only added to the intense sensation Yoohyeon was giving you.
“I can feel you clenching around my dick.” She panted, addicted to the view of your naked form spread out in front of her. Shivers ran down your spine at Yoohyeon’s lustful voice, your thighs began to tremble. “You’re dripping all over me, baby girl. Just let it go.”
And so you did. You let yourself fall apart under your lover. The way your whole body shook and your back arched felt incredibly uncomfortable because of the hard surface you were laying on, however it couldn’t stop you from moaning uncontrollably and getting lost in the pleasure. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, as you harshly gripped Yoohyeon’s wrist with both hands.
Your girlfriend cried out when your walls tightened around her, massaging her member perfectly. These were the moments when Yoohyeon was the happiest about you being on pills because there truly was nothing more magical than cumming in your wet, warm pussy. She filled you with her creamy seed, her cock pulsed deep inside you before it slowly returned to its’ more relaxed state.
“Yoohyeon…” You mumbled weakly when aftershocks stopped, your breathing still uneven. There was even a path of your mixed juices dripping down your thigh. “The pan.”
hi ^^ sorry but is it ok if i vent?? i keep seeing minors writing smut for ggs and its really annoying but idk why they dont understand that its weird ... like user jiihu is literally 16 and writing smut for yunjin (someone five years older ...) in my opinion writing smut as a minor is almost just as bad as writing smut about a minor or even waiting for a minor to be of age to write for them ...
hey there anon, to be honest i think that it’s mostly because of the technology we have today that minors are freely writing literally anything they want including smuts, so i’m not really sure what we can do about it 😕
A/N: enjoy! g!p yoohyeon is up next so please stay tuned;)
There was only one thing you were dreaming of right now.
You were craving your bed.
After long 8 hours at work, you felt completely destroyed. Every part of your body was aching and your brain was probably overheated too. You sighed heavily, before locking the door to your apartment behind you. Finally, a moment to yourself - you thought while heading to the bedroom. Heavy raindrops started to fall down from the sky, luckily you got home before they could do you any more harm. The sound of the rain itself was soothing though.
Once your feet managed to drag you into the room, you were met with a heartwarming sight of Siyeon covered with a fluffy blanket. Despite everything, you let yourself smile and approached her.
She was laying on the side, with her back turned to you. Your laptop was located in the legs of the bed with a new tv show playing on it, but Siyeon’s eyes remained closed - meaning she probably fell asleep on accident. You bit your lip in order not to grin too widely, but who were you fooling? You looked like a maniac already.
Maybe there was one more thing you were craving though. Funny, how fast your priorities can change.
“Siyeon, baby.” With a heavy heart, not really wanting to wake her up, you rubbed her back, admiring the way her eyes lazily fluttered open. “Were you sleeping?”
“Hm? No, i wasn’t.” You smirked at Siyeon’s quick attempt at denying reality. She propped herself on elbows and quickly checked the number of episode on the computer. With a defeated sigh, she rubbed her face humming tiredly, “I was watching this new drama.”
“Sure you were.” You pressed a kiss against her soft cheek, a quiet chuckle escaping your lips.
“Well, I was trying to.” Siyeon smiled at you, before adjusting the blanket around her. She sat up against the headboard. “When did you get back?”
“Just now.” You could hear your own smile in your voice, as you fondly studied her messy hair and sparkling eyes embraced by the dark circles underneath.
Siyeon bit her lip bashfully and reached out for you. Then, she pulled you towards her.
“And how was your day?” She asked once you settled down on her lap. Gently, she caressed your hair once you used her chest as a pillow.
“Awful.” Now it didn’t matter though. As long as you were able to be this close to Siyeon, to feel her breaths fanning the skin of your earlobes, to hear her steady heartbeat - you were more than okay.
“Why? What happened, princess?” Siyeon looked down at you with a frown, she watched you carefully not wanting to miss any changes in your expression.
You exhaled loudly and explained what exactly happened. From time to time she nodded, letting you know she understood what you meant, how you felt. Her fingers worked unconsciously, without her approval. Like they had a mind of their own. Siyeon was pinching the skin of your hand, between your knuckles and wrist.
“Is there anything I can do to help?” Once you were done, your girlfriend asked, kissing your temple softly. The room was filled only with the sound of the rain on the other side of the window and your laptop working.
You were very glad she asked.
With a tilt of your head, you looked up at her. She immediately recognized the darker shade of your eyes. A ghost of a smile formed on your lips, as you straighten your neck a bit, leaning in. Hopeful, you stayed in Siyeon’s personal space letting your eyes close. Patiently, you waited for her move, endlessly enjoying the feeling of her hot breath tickling your face.
She cupped your jaw, as if you were made of incredibly fragile glass, but the way she kissed you was a huge contrast to it. Your breath hitched, your lips followed her lead excitedly. Physically, you were trembling in her embrace.
“I’m going to make you feel so good.” Siyeon promised, biting your bottom lip.
In a blink of an eye, her slim arms wrapped around your waist and she switched your positions. You gasped in surprise, automatically opening your legs for Siyeon. It was her absolute favorite place on Earth.
With shaky hands, you pushed her sweatshirt aside, eager to feel the heat of Siyeon’s body. Your touch had her humming into your mouth, the way your fingers traced shy patterns on her toned abdomen made her want to smile. Instead, she swiped her tongue along your lip seductively. The action had you going crazy.
Your girlfriend sat on her knees in order to take her top off, you did the same. No matter how many times you’ve seen her tattoos before, you felt this need to just stop and admire them once again. Your point finger brushed the one on her shoulder with Siyeon’s eyes following curiously. She brought your hand higher, up to her face. Pressing a long kiss on the palm of your hand, she shut her eyes. Next, Siyeon’s mouth was on your stomach, creating a path of love bites down to your anticipating core. She moved almost like a viper on top of your body. So effortlessly, so confident with her touches. Siyeon knew all the right ways to send you into overdrive.
Your eyes fought hard to stay open, wanting to absorb the sight of the love of your life pleasuring you for as long as possible. Although, Siyeon was simply way too good at eating you out.
You covered your mouth with your hand, desperately trying to reduce the whimpers falling from your lips. It actually was a pathetic attempt at hiding what couldn’t be hidden.
From what it seemed, Siyeon planned on making you cum with her tongue, but you were opposite to the idea. True, it felt incredibly, but you needed something else in that moment.
“N-no, Siyeon... s-stop, please.” Admirably, you held back from being carried away to cloud nine.
“Everything okay? What is it?” You had Siyeon worried in a second. She propped herself against the mattress and faced you with wide eyes.
“I need your cock. Please, just make me cum with your cock.” Siyeon smiled from ear to ear and kissed you like she just emerged from the water and you were the air she breathed.
Like a pair of thirsty teenagers, both of you hurriedly reached towards Siyeon’s pants. She pulled them down before climbing back on the bed. You were so ready to get a hold of her massive member when she surprised you by pinning your arms to the bed.
“I am in control here, princess.” Then, she slowly entered you, moaning at how tight you were around her.
“Fuck, Siyeon. It feels so good.” You cried, your back arching slightly.
Helpless, you leaned your head back on the pillows, surrendering yourself to Siyeon.
“That’s right. You can be such a good girl when you want to.” She intertwined your fingers together, as she fucked you hard, easily sliding in and out of your dripping pussy.
Siyeon groaned at the feeling of your walls clenching her member. She sank her teeth into your neck forcefully, satisfied with the purple mark forming as the result.
“S-Siyeon, please. Right there!” The burning hickey on your neck only added to the pleasure Siyeon was providing you.
You rolled your hips, meeting her thrust every time. Finally, Siyeon let go of you and gripped your hips, fully focusing on hitting that spot again. You pulled on her hair, letting your hands explore some more. You were met with a layer of sweat covering Siyeon’s back muscles, you could feel them tensing underneath your fingers, as your girlfriend worked on your body passionately.
“I’m close.” You whimpered, only now noticing the sound of bed squeaking - you wondered for how long had it been heard.
“Come for me, princess. You know you deserve it.” Siyeon nuzzled her face in your collar bone, her scent kept you grounded. Her heavy breaths and low groans also kept you grounded. But her member buried inside you took you to the sky.
A wave of warmth and pure ecstasy embraced your whole form as if you were showering under a refreshing waterfall of blissfulness on a hot day. You kept repeating Siyeon’s name - it felt like the only word you knew in that moment.
“Shit, Y/N.” Your girlfriend panted when she joined you in your little paradise. Her cum slightly leaking out from your spent pussy.
“Stay with me.” You stopped Siyeon when she was about to pull out, your breathing uneven as well.
With a small nod, she let herself rest in your arms. The sound of your heart beating rapidly under her ear reminded her of how sensitive you could be. How delicate you really were. She’ll be the one to keep you safe, she promised to herself. For now though, all she wanted was to cherish your soft touches, to hide in this safe place unreachable for anyone else.
oh you’re right anon, i messed up by thinking that lucas is in nct dream, that’s what happens when you listen mainly to girl groups😅 i deleted that tag tho, sorry
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality
Anya is LIVE right now
FREE
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
Requests: 1) May I request a Yuqi x fem reader hurt comfort smut (top yuqi if your comfortable) where Reader gets jealous of Lucas so Yuqi assures her that she has nothing to worry about
2) when ur ready do u wanna do a yuqi fic for me? preferably suggestive or smut tbh cus her deep voice has been on my mind these days (when is it not)
Warnings: Curse words, jealousy
Genre: Smut
Wordcount: ~ 1,409
A/N: so i combined these two requests into one fic, i really like the dialogues here:)
“This is fucking ridiculous.”
You couldn’t believe your own eyes, while peeking outside the window of your shared apartment with Yuqi.
There she was in a white, elegant shirt with sunglasses pushed up on her hair glancing up at you from time to time, but in a way Lucas wouldn’t even notice. Besides, he was way too captivated by every word that escaped your girlfriend. There was no way you’d miss it throughout out the whole day. Frankly speaking, you were furious by now. Once all three of you arrived at your street, you excused yourself, refusing to spend any more time in the company of Chinese idols.
What was supposed to be a fun day out with Yuqi and her friend, turned out to be incredibly awkward. At first, you appreciated Lucas’ will to be the gentleman and open the door for two of you or how he had no problem with getting extra napkins for everyone. You took it as a sign that he was extremely well-mannered, but it didn’t change the fact that no matter how much you tried to, you had no idea how to talk to him. Lucas and you were from two totally different worlds. Only Yuqi was able to fill long moments of silence although with her social skills, it was probably a piece of cake for her.
The fact that Lucas kept on sending Yuqi these puppy eyes, whenever he thought she nor you weren’t looking or how his smile never disappeared while listening to her stories - it was getting out of hand. Even someone blind would see it.
The worst thing in this situation though, was that Yuqi seemed to know what was going on as well and didn’t react.
Your girlfriend was amused at the sight of your clenched jaw and how often you’d roll your eyes. She wanted to tease you, you quickly realized when her hand squeezed your thigh harshly under the table at a restaurant. You almost gasped in shock, but luckily were able to cover it up with cough causing her to smirk.
Now, two hours after dinner, Yuqi finally joined you upstairs in your apartment.
“Lucas wanted to ask about my opinion on his newest choreography, that’s why it took so long.” You heard your girlfriend explain from the entrance hall, where she was taking her shoes off.
Then, she happily marched into the living room and joined you on the couch. Uninterested, you only hummed.
“Did you enjoy today?” Yuqi raised her eyebrow, her face close to yours as she wanted to watch your expression carefully.
“Not really.” You crossed your arms with a frown, before willing to meet her big eyes. “And you know it.”
“Baby, you can’t be serious!” Yuqi’s head tilted to the side, mouth hanging slightly open. “Were you perhaps... jealous? Of me?”
Oh, how she was enjoying herself in that moment.
One glare from you was equal to an answer, you decided. You were far from laughing.
“Y/N, talk to me.” Suddenly Yuqi’s voice went few tones lower.
You gulped, surprised to hear it out of nowhere. Yuqi knew how you reacted to it, how your body reacted to it was especially her favorite part. She gave you shivers. Pleasant ones.
“Do I need to repeat myself, baby girl?” One of her hands started to trace small patterns on your inner thigh and the other circled around your waist.
“N-no.” Fuck, you shouldn’t stutter right now.
“Exactly, now tell me what’s going on in that pretty little head of yours?” Yuqi nibbled on the skin of your throat, her breaths tickling you.
“I... I was jealous. Lucas likes you a lot.” Your heartbeat quickened, you could feel hot blush spreading onto your cheeks. A part of you loathed that Yuqi was able to make you so flustered within few minutes, but another part- God, you were getting so turned on.
“He likes me, because we’re friends. There’s nothing more to this.” One of Yuqi’s fingers guided your chin to the side making your noses meet softly. “Got it, baby?”
You had two options.
One, to agree with her and finally feel her lips on yours.
Two, to stay stubborn and have some more fun.
Number two seemed more appealing.
“I don’t know, he wanted to impress you all day, even showed you his choreography. Are you sure he doesn’t have a crush on you or anything?” You sucked in your breath after finishing the sentence. You never knew what to expect from Yuqi whenever she used her deep voice. It was like she turned into a different person.
“He values my opinion. So does everybody else.” One corner of her lips raised a bit.
Bluffing Yuqi - probably your favorite kind of Yuqi.
“Now are we clear? Will you be a good girl from now on?”
Yes.
How could you not be a good girl when she was swallowing you with her hungry eyes. Instead of replying, you closed the distance and sighed in relief when you felt Yuqi kissing you back. You just couldn’t help yourself.
“Come here.” Yuqi’s strong arms brought you closer, onto her lap. She squeezed your ass once you straddled her properly.
“Yuqi.” You moaned into her mouth, your back arched instinctively making you grind down on her lap.
“Not so fast, angel.” She grabbed your hips having you stop immediately.
“Yuqi, please.” You whined, her kiss-bitten lips barely a breath away.
“Please what, Y/N? You have to tell me what you want.” Yuqi’s dark eyes studied your form with satisfaction. This skin flushed, eyes wide and heavy breaths look on you was to die for.
“I need you, Yuqi. I need you inside me.”
She stopped for a second, before grinning like a Cheshire cat. She was insanely in love with you. Especially whenever you felt confident enough to talk dirty.
“Such a naughty girl.” She mumbled and leaned in to cover your neck with open mouthed kisses, she sucked the skin above your collar bones while making sure to leave dark marks. “You have no idea how much I love you.”
One of her impatient hands travelled south in order to tug at your shirt or more accurately, get rid of it. Yuqi hummed approvingly at the sight of your beautiful midriff. Her fingers traced your smooth skin, moving upwards until they reached your bra. She undid it with experts’ speed and closed her mouth around one of your hardened nipples.
Yuqi loved this intimate proximity that created between you, it’s always been far more than sex.
You mewled weakly, knowing how obsessed Yuqi often was about your breast. She used her hands to grip your butt once more and pressed you even closer against her. You cried out in pleasure, before throwing your arms around her neck. Subconsciously, you rolled your hips rolled into hers.
“Here, ride my fingers, baby.”
You heaved a sigh of relief when you felt Yuqi unzip your pants, her fingers made it past the waistband of your underwear in a hurry so she was able to satisfy your burning with lust core.
“Damn. You’re so wet, angel. So good for me.” Yuqi gasped, truly shocked at how incredibly you felt around her fingers.
Your warm walls welcomed her eagerly, as your hips rocked. You began to moan uncontrollably when she let herself go deeper. Yuqi had to silence you with her kisses - she didn’t doubt that you were actually able to make all the neighbors know what you two were doing. There was just no point in letting something so embarrassing happen.
Your knuckles turned white when you gripped onto Yuqi’s shoulders desperately. You needed something to ground yourself with. The feeling of your lover’s fingers buried deep inside you made you want to see all the stars. You were chasing after your sweet release, eyes shut tightly at the pure bliss you were bathing in.
Eventually, you did open them only to glance down between your bodies. Fascinated, you watched Yuqi’s hand disappear in your pants repeatedly. You shuddered, it only drove you closer to the edge and when Yuqi hit your g-spot you almost lost it. She knew your body excellent by now. She easily recognized from the way you were clenching her fingers how close you were.
“Come for me, baby girl. I know you want to.” She husked into your ear, biting your earlobe.
Hey! I'm so inlove with your G!P Yoohyeon fic! Absolute 10/10 fic 👌💖 Would you mind writing another G!P Yoohyeon smut? Thank you! 😩
thank you anon!! i’m so down for it but first i have some G!P Siyeon smut planned:) i encourage you to send in some more details about your idea for G!P Yootony though
