#holybang

You trudged sluggishly down the halls of your apartment complex, exhausted from a day's work. Approaching your door, a small smile tugged at the corners of your lips when you heard muffled music coming from inside. No longer feeling fatigued, you let excitement take over as you eagerly unlocked the door.

Being as quiet as possible, you slipped inside, slipping your shoes off before venturing further into your home. Stopping abruptly as you reached the living room, your jaw dropped at the sight of your girlfriend. She was dressed in red lingerie, not leaving much room for imagination, hips swaying in time with the music.

You stood stunned in the corner, eyes trained on Loa, not so innocent thoughts flooding your mind. “Like what you see?’’ Her voice broke you out of your trance, looking up to meet the eyes of your girlfriend as you nodded stiffly. Smiling brightly as you, she sauntered towards you, pulling you into the middle of the room with her. She proceeded to sit you down on a chair, dimming the lights with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Your eyes were glued to her as she began to move her body to the music once more, tensing your thighs together at the sight. You didn’t dare take your eyes off her, swearing that the way she swayed her hips would be the death of you. Each movement more enticing than the last, your hands were clenched at your sides, resisting the temptation.

She danced around you, brushing her fingertips along your thighs teasingly whenever she got close enough. After what felt like hours of blissful torture, she slid onto your lap with practised ease, eyes darkened with lust. Her hands roamed over your body as she sensually rocked her hips to the beat of the music. You squirmed beneath her, desperately trying to resist touching her.

Taking your hands in her own, Loa guided them to her breast. “You work so hard baby, you deserve a reward,” she urged you to do something. Sighing, you let yourself lose control, running your hands across the lace fabric. You could feel her nipples harden, pinching them between your fingertips, your girlfriend releasing a moan at the feeling.

She busied herself with removing all your clothes, lust clouding her thoughts. Loa pressed opened mouth kisses on your neck, leaving dark marks in her wake. Her lips travelled down to your now exposed chest, taking your erect bud between her teeth, sucking and biting on it. You whined at her touch, getting impatient.

Removing herself from your lap, Loa knelt down on the floor, kissing her way down your body. Her hands dipping past the waistband of your panties, tugging them down harshly, becoming impatient herself. She trailed a teasing finger over your clothes core, a smug expression plastered on her face. “You’re so wet already, baby,” her words made you buck your hips into her hand.

She tugged you to the edge of the seat by your legs, resting her hands on your thighs as she pressed feather light kisses just above your clit. “Please do something,” you begged, voice wavering. “Since you asked so nicely,” Loa hummed. You let out a shaky breath as she dragged her tongue through your folds. Flattening her tongue, she ran it over your clit, sending shock waves of pleasure down your spine. 

Back arching, your toes curled at the sensation of her fingers entering your dripping core. You reached down to tangle your fingers in her locks, pushing her head further between your spread legs. Loa’s hands worked at a steady pace, switching between circling and sucking your clit. Your moans fuel her to increase her pace, revelling in the way you sounded.

Looking down curiously, heat rushed to your cheeks as you met her fierce gaze. Loa watched your reactions with lust filled eyes, curling her fingers inside you. Your eyes rolled back at her action, an embarrassingly loud moan falling from your lips. You felt her lips smirk against your clit, repeating the action once more.

Mouth hanging open, a string of near pornographic moans slipped from your lips. Your head tilted back in pleasure as Loa sucked at your clit harshly, grip tightening on her hair. “I-I’m close-,” you managed to stutter out before being cut off by a moan as she brought her other hand up to your breast. She tugged your erect bud between her fingertips, pushing you closer towards your orgasm.

With one final thrust of her fingers, Loa had you falling over the edge, sucking your clit softer to guide you down from your high. Your legs shook from over-stimulation, panting breathlessly as she pulled her fingers from your pussy. “You did so well, baby,” she praised, gently caressing your sides in an attempt to calm you down.

Looking down to meet her gaze, you noticed that her eyes were still significantly darker than usual. “Round two?” She asked cheekily, not giving you a chance to answer before picking you up in her arms. She walked you towards the bedroom, already pressing sloppy kisses to your neck. ‘This is going to be a long night,’ you thought to yourself.

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“Hurry up Y/n, You’re gonna make me late!” Loa exclaimed, a bright grin on her face as she tugged you in the direction of her practice room. “It’s not my fault my legs feel like jelly,” you mumbled under your breath, but she heard you loud and clear, chuckling as your legs shook beneath you. “Piggyback?” She offered, already kneeling down for you.

Considering that she was the reason you were in this predicament in the first place, you didn’t think twice before jumping on her back. You let your arms drape lazily over her shoulders, trusting her firm grip on your thighs to keep you up right. You giggled as Loa ran down the halls, rushing through the door of her practice room.

“You’re late,” Honey J deadpanned, looking down at her watch. “By like three minutes!” Loa exclaimed, setting you down carefully on one of the couches, pressing a kiss to your cheek as she wandered over her leader. “Hey Y/n” the other girls greeted you cheerfully. Your girlfriend pouted, watching you from afar, wanting nothing more than to hold you in her arms.

As soon as she was dismissed, she rushed back over to you, hopping into your lap giddily. “You seem happier than usual,” Hertz eyed her suspiciously. “Yeah, what’s with your face? You seem awfully smiley, it’s gross” Belle judged, eyes narrowing as she looked at your girlfriend. “It’s because she got some,” Jane laughed from afar.

“Can’t you tell? There are literally hickeys all over Y/n’s neck,” Taro chuckled, pointing towards the dark marks that littered your neck. Blood rushed to your cheeks at their words, turning towards Loa to bury your head in her neck. “So what? At least I’m not single like you,” your girlfriend said jokingly, running her hand through your hair.