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the high-end restaurant your girlfriend takes you out to is the kind of place people reserve months in advance.

the ambient lighting clearly sets the romantic mood—the soft orange light reflects on expensive jewelry.

the sound of conversations and chatters blending together with the clink of silverware and glasses filled with luxurious premium wine. the city stretches beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows beside your table of two, glittering against the night sky.

across from you sits your girlfriend, myoui mina, elegant as always, one hand wrapped around her wine glass while she listens to you ramble about something that happened during work earlier. the candlelight flickers between you both, casting a warm glow across her features, making them impossibly sharper with the shadows.

the restaurant is nice enough that you probably should be paying attention to it—the food, the wine, the jazz band playing live nearby. but you don't.

perhaps it's the haircut mina surprised you with before your dinner date, coming home with a shy smile and flushed cheeks, voice small as she asked you if you liked it (you loved it. so much that you almost made your girlfriend's booking of the restaurant go to waste).

perhaps it's the way mina is wearing only a blazer, the only thing protecting her from flashing the whole place is the detailed metal button keeping it closed. your eyes can't help but flicker down from time to time, mid-conversation, to her half-exposed chest, the necklace you got her for your anniversary sitting perfectly at the center of her collarbones.

perhaps it's the wine. bold and full-bodied, deep red and smooth, tasting of black cherries and spice. it glides across your tongue with a silky richness that leaves warmth blooming in your chest. every glass makes your thoughts a little fuzzy, and mina sitting across from you a little harder to resist.

perhaps it's the way she keeps catching you staring, a knowing smile tugging at the corner of her lips every single time as she swirls her wine glass, sharp manicured nails clinking as she sets it down.

"see something you like?" she asks, the corner of her mouth curls higher, an eyebrow raised.

"yes, you're very beautiful," your eyes drift without shame, from her face to the glimpse of skin exposed by the blazer's neckline, seeing the way her throat bobs as she swallows.

mina follows your gaze, then laughs softly, the sound like melodies to your ears. she's very much pleased, if you couldn't tell by the way her neck flushes red.

"thank you... but, gorgeous girl," she murmurs, voice sweet and velvety, "if you're going to stare at me all night, i don't think we'll get to try their desserts that you've been telling me about."

the wine might be making you bold, because then you lean forward onto your elbow, smirking when you see mina's gaze drops down to your cleavage.

"oh please, mitang. you've already gotten under my skin ever since you came home with that wolfcut of yours," you cross your leg and extend your pointed-toe heel to brush against her slacks beneath the table, "can you blame me, baby?"

your grin grows bigger as you see her shiver under the low light, her words faltering as the blush on her face becomes more evident.

you continue teasing her, using the back of your heel to poke around, scooting your chair closer to reach her inner thighs. mina tries to remain perfectly composed, but you catch the faint pink beginning to creep onto the tips of her ears.

"cat got your tongue, hm?" you simper in the palm of your hand, liking how much your girlfriend is affected by all the teasing. it's so fun to rile her up.

"shouldn't i be asking you that, my pretty girl?"

before you could let confusion take over your expression, she wraps a hand around your ankle, pulling you closer to her. you let out a quick gasp, your heel hitting something hard in between her legs.

your eyes widen and impossibly darken, feeling how big the print is under her pants (you wonder how in the hell you haven't noticed how much she had planned for the evening). her warm palm slides up your calf as much as possible before setting your leg back down, all while a smug smile adorns her face.

then, the waiter brings out the desserts.

but there's something much sweeter that you want.

—

you barely make it to your front door, hot hands busy sliding against each other's bodies to even care if anyone sees.

"m-mina, the door..." you whimper, the back of your head hitting the door with a loud thud.

"you're so sexy..." she groans into your neck, exhaling harshly for a sense of self-control to open the door.

you barely register being pushed through the threshold, with mina's warm mouth already back on your neck, licking a stripe up to your ear.

her mouth doesn't leave yours as she guides you to the couch, a hand fumbling with the big lamp's knob for a second before it finally clicks on, soft amber glow flooding the space.

before you could tease her, an arm snakes around your waist until you're suddenly being pulled down, straight into her lap on the couch. you whimper into the kiss as you land hard on the lump in her pants, hips grinding on its own for friction—god, it must be the big one she has on if you can already feel it pressing deep when you haven't even done anything.

"fuck, mina—" you groan when she bites down hard on your lip, mouths pulling away with a string of saliva. her eyes are glassy as she looks up at you, her hands with the mind of their own as they roam around your thighs, the dress hiked up to your hips.

"such a gorgeous girl..." she guides your hand to unbutton her blazer, your mouth drying up as more of her chest is exposed, nipples hardening from the cool air.

feeling hypnotized, your hand trails itself around her breasts, down to her abs, a moan catching your lips after a hard grind that hits right at your clit.

mina laughs lowly at your effort, feeling pitiful as she forcibly stops your hips. she unzips her pants, pulling out the deafening item that has been constrained all night.

you don't even stop the loud gasp that comes out, seeing how big mina is. the sheer length and thickness of the dildo shine near the light.

"like what you see?" she echoes the words from dinner, dragging you back onto the length and sliding you back and forth on it.

curses barely make their way past your lips, mind greedy enough to feel the fabric of panties in the way of your pussy touching directly onto mina.

"m-mina—fuck, want to feel you, please?" you whine into her neck as she harshly tugs at your panties to the side, your slick coating her as your hips jerk at the direct contact.

"so wet, you sure you can take it?" your girlfriend growls into your ear, her hips pushing up as you grind down.

what a fucking tease.

"want you to come just from sliding on my cock."

she breathes quickly through her nose, the air in between getting harder to breathe in. you start shaking your head, tears ready to form at how much you need her to do more.

"no? you don't want to come?"

her cock grazes your clit in such a delicious way, your cunt dripping all its worth messily onto her pants.

"i do! just m-more...inside," you moan as the tip barely slips in, the mere stretch of it makes you bite down on her shoulder because god, mina is completely going to ruin you.

your girlfriend makes a disapproving sound, one that you know you won't be coming anytime soon. she stretches your laced underwear even more, pulling it towards her as she presses her other hand onto your clit, fiddling it around.

"if you slip it in, we stop."

you plea next to her ear, licking it in the way you know mina likes, to which she snickers and pushes you away.

"that's not going to cut it, honey. since you don't want to come, why don't you hold it in for me, hm?"

and suddenly she pulls your ruined panties upward, the bunched-up fabric rubbing hard on your pink lips, making you see stars.

god, myoui mina will be the death of you.

-

it's about damn time mina does something, but she doesn't. because as she lies back on the bed, face looking more smug than you want, eyes narrowed as she watches you ride on her abs, hands on your thighs doing absolutely nothing, you want to tell her to hurry the hell up. it takes everything in you to try to wipe that smirk off her face, but you don't, because then your clit grazes just right on a defined ridge of her muscles, letting out a moan as you feel yourself getting wetter.

so you keep mum, with no barriers of clothing in the way, just skin-to-skin contact that makes goosebumps rise.

you hear her chuckle above you, deep and raspy enough that it has your hands gripping tighter on her chest.

letting out a breathy exhale, you pinch each of her nipples in each hand, tugging them out as your hips push forward.

your girlfriend moans at the pull, fingers gripping your thighs hard enough to leave nail marks.

"two can play this game, minari," you whimper next to her ear as you lean down, tongue coming out to lick the tip of it.

she makes a throaty sound as you nibble on it with your teeth, your hips now sliding backwards onto her cock to drag along the thick length.

it wasn't until she teased the tip to your entrance that it rendered you speechless. she sits up against the headboard of the bed, hands finally being useful.

"then let's see who comes out as the winner," she lifts you up to guide you in slowly, your hips bucking automatically at finally getting your fill.

she's barely halfway in when you let out a cry, screaming into her neck because there's no way you can take her all in. sensing your panic, she peppers the side of your face with kisses, down to your neck, lips lingering on your shoulder afterward.

"hey, hey, breathe with me. how about we switch for a different one—"

"no, no, no," you whine pathetically, "want you, n-now, please, need you," you moan with wet tears streaking down your face, feeling yourself pushed down further from all the shuffling.

she wipes away your tears, bringing your face into her palms. you nod into them, smiling lightly at the care in her eyes.

"okay, alright, i’ll be gentle. let me grab more lube—"

but you pull her into a kiss instead, hot and rough. she groans into it, savoring the sweetness of your tongue clashing against hers, teeth clinking every so often at the rush.

"mitang, if you keep being soft like this, i fear i'll be the winner," you say between kisses, whimpering as she sucks on your tongue.

feeling her hands tightly gripping your hips, a harsh tug down makes you break the kiss in an instant, head finding its home back in the crook of your girlfriend's neck as you mewl wetly.

her thumb rubs on your lower nub, making more of your slick gather where you and mina almost meet.

"i'm not usually competitive, but since you want to win so bad," a nipple in her mouth was all it took for you to engulf her completely to the hilt, eyes rolling to the back of your head, "i won't let you."

you shift slightly, peering down to look at the bulge, seeing how mina rubs over it.

"look at you, being a good girl and taking me all in like this. look at me inside you, babe," she combs your hair with her fingers before bunching the strands in her hands, your scalp too sensitive that it has you grip her abdomen harder as she forces you to look down more.

good god, the sight alarmingly turns you on.

she allows you to get used to the stretch, to how she fills you so fully and well.

"good?" she whispers, her soft voice grounding you enough for you to start moving back and forth.

you nod repeatedly, moaning when mina starts to thrust up.

she guides your arms to go around her shoulders, giving you enough leverage to start bouncing on her cock.

"good girl...but that's not enough, sweetheart," you wail into her mouth when she slaps your ass cheeks, both hands spreading them, "ride me properly."

and you do, god you do.

rocking yourself up and down erratically, she fills you in a way that only myoui mina can, and that no one else can even come close to what she has over you.

"there we go. such a good girl, riding me so beautifully, hm?" she purrs, giving harsh hickeys along the columns of your neck, pulling back to smile satisfyingly at the red marks forming all over.

then, she slips out completely, making you protest at the loss, pussy clenching around nothing.

suddenly, you're flipped over, with your back on the bed, as she thrusts herself back in with no warning. the unfiltered sound that comes out of your throat is hoarse and raw, lips now babbling incoherently into the pillows.

if you had the right of mind in the moment, embarrassment would be eating you alive at the loud squelches in between your inner thighs, feeling yourself leaking onto the sheets every time mina pulls out.

but you don't, even relishing at the sound as you push back onto mina's cock, hearing her uneven grunts before giving the back of your thigh a slap as she pushes both of them open from the back of your knees.

"you like that, hm?"

and you're not sure why she's asking, if the involuntary clenching of your walls wasn't enough evidence that you did. mina spreads your cunt roughly with her fingers, lowly keening at the way her cock slides in and out of you, like you were made just for her.

you feel your climax peaking soon, the bubbling feeling brewing fast.

"m-mina—'m close..."

and you try, really try, to ask her for permission, if you can come. but the way her thrusts get more hurried, angled in a way that hits you all in the right spots, makes all your thoughts vanish.

you gasp when you hear her next to you, pushing herself in deeper than she already is, her sweaty front meeting yours as your legs comes up to your chest; you’ll definitely be sore tomorrow.

"you know the rules, pretty girl," she blows hot air into your ear, making you writhe around even more from the sensitivity.

"c-can i—f-fuck, mitang—" you sob into your arms, biting down on your hand to gain at least some control.

but mina gets so unfair, because her hand sneaks itself in between your legs, rubbing circles onto your clit.

"c'mon, you were doing so well for me..."

"can i—p-please—, come—" and you did try your best, but your words were broken in so many pauses that you're not even sure if mina heard them at all.

but you don’t worry about it too much since your climax came crashing in rushing waves that knock the air out of you, a soundless moan that wracks throughout your body, movement frigid as mina hits deep. your toes curl in the air, leg wrapping around her waist as your heels dig into her back.

you bring her closer to you, arms tightly around her neck as you feel her shallow thrusts to help you ride out your high.

her hands touch all around your body, fingers flitting around in a way that brings you back to reality, back to mina; lips giving quick pecks around your face.

hearing her breathe heavily, you squirm in her embrace, the pleasurable feeling from having her inside you prior now turns to discomfort.

she hushes out a "i got you," before pulling out, a nasty, wet sound accompanying it as you let out a hiss.

you curl deeper into your sheets as she shifts off from you, eyes closed as you faintly hear sounds of the harness unbuckling beside you.

mina doesn't take long—she never does—before she's back in bed, cuddling you closer to her as she whispers praises gently into your hair.