May I request Seulgi overstimulating Joohyun + praise kink ? 🥺
feat. just the slightest bit of baby talk
seulgi can feel joohyun’s half-lidded gaze on her as she finally tucks her underwear back up, giving the front a soft pat before she flips joohyun’s skirt back down.
“all done,” she says gently, unable to help smiling at the flush painted on joohyun’s cheeks, at the way her thighs press together in search of friction.
it’s cute, but seulgi knows that isn’t needed; giving joohyun the relief she needs, giving her all that she wants, is exactly what seulgi has planned in mind, after all.
sitting back down on the chair at her desk, she beckons for joohyun, chuckling as the blush on joohyun’s face noticeably deepens at the implication—at how seulgi gestures toward her lap.
“is this necessary?” joohyun mumbles quietly, even as she obediently shuffles over and settles herself down, thighs framing seulgi’s legs, hands automatically stretching forward to clutch onto seulgi’s shoulders for balance.
seulgi gives a soft hum, reaching for the remote on the tabletop. with a small smile, she clicks a few buttons, and then joohyun’s hips are jolting forward as the egg vibrator buried inside her pulses to life.
“of course, it’s so i can have a close-up view of you, unnie. of how you look when you feel good,” she coos teasingly, hands steadying joohyun’s sides as the older girl exhales shakily, automatically beginning to rock against the thighs keeping her own spread apart.
and it’s so terribly endearing to seulgi, watching the way joohyun rubs herself against seulgi’s lap, the thin fabric of her panties dragging roughly against seulgi’s jeans. the way she can’t help but instinctively chase her own pleasure, quiet pants growing breathier and more labored, until her clit catches against seulgi’s firm thigh and she quickly cums into her panties with a soft whine.
joohyun can immediately feel the mess, her own wetness sliding against her.
yet the egg buried inside her and tucked neatly behind her underwear continues to vibrate, relentless. joohyun’s hips stutter of their own accord, herself trembling, unable to catch a break as she feels the tightness in her belly already beginning to build again.
her head tips back, overwhelmed, joohyun panting heavily as seulgi takes the opportunity to kiss hotly along her neck. at the same time, hands reach down to grope along her ass before gripping her firmly, grinding her down against seulgi’s lap, only encouraged by the sound of joohyun’s whimpers.
the press of a thigh between her legs, a pair of lips sucking bruises along her throat, and joohyun stutters apart once more, flushed and gasping all over. her hips are still jogging through the last jolts of her release when joohyun moans weakly, walls fluttering helplessly around the egg vibrating right up against her most sensitive spot.
“s-seulgi-yah,” joohyun begs, but she only receives a soothing hush, strong arms wrapping around her lower back to pull her close to seulgi’s chest. holding her trapped, holding her still, even as joohyun squirms in her grasp, mewls as her movements slosh the wetness pooled in her panties.
“a little more for me, baby, i know you can handle it,” seulgi murmurs gently, reaching down between them to cup joohyun beneath her bunched up skirt, fingers tracing tight circles over her swollen bud, hearing joohyun cry out in response.
a sense of protectiveness roars inside seulgi at the way she feels joohyun quivering against her, so small and sensitive. fingers clutching desperately onto her shirt as her hips buck into seulgi’s hand, as she can’t help but take it all. take everything seulgi chooses to give her.
“just like that, that’s it, unnie. so good for me,” she soothes, when joohyun finally spills into the palm of her hand, thighs trembling, lips parted in a shuddered whine. her fingers continue to carefully, oh so gently fondle joohyun beneath her skirt, the pads of her fingertips rubbing against soaked, ruined underwear, against where the egg is still nestled snugly inside, faintly buzzing away.
when joohyun feebly tries to reach between them, for the egg or for seulgi’s fingers, seulgi easily bats her hands away, cooing softly. “no touching, baby, be a good girl for me. you want to be a good girl, don’t you? does unnie need her hands to be tied to be good?”
joohyun lets out a shaky whimper, hips jerking forward at her words. the tips of her ears are flushed red as she defeatedly nestles closer against seulgi’s chest, arms wrapping around her shoulders in seek of comfort. pleased, seulgi kisses soothingly along the crook of her neck, gently rubbing her back as she feels joohyun quiver beneath her touch.
so cute. seulgi could never get enough of her.
not when joohyun is still rocking weakly against her lap, fingers digging into seulgi’s shoulders as she stifles her whines against her neck, as her body grows taut and she shudders through another small, helpless release. as she can’t help making a mess beneath her skirt all over again, arousal leaking through her underwear to smear wetly against seulgi’s thighs.
“one more for me, hyunnie,” seulgi urges softly, the stroke of her fingers unceasing, the vibrations against clenched walls relentless. her fingers tangle in the back of joohyun’s hair, petting her soothingly over the sound of her muffled sob. “be a good girl for me, like you always are. one more.”
and yet of course, one more might not be enough. not for her sweet, oversensitive joohyun. seulgi has all of the day planned for her, everything intended to give joohyun the relief she needs—and much, much more.