#mohyo fluff

just as jihyo was about to take a sip of her drink, a hand tapped her shoulder, pulling her focus away from the conversation in front of her.

to celebrate the almost end of their tour, sana had thrown a small party at her house, inviting the members and staff for a casual yet lively get-together.

about an hour into the party, a girl that jihyo recognized vaguely from the a&r team introduced herself, saying how she’d always wanted to meet her and how jihyo was her bias from twice. jihyo couldn’t stop the smile that bloomed on her face as the girl blushed from nothing more than mere eye contact. 

she grabbed two cups of juice from the table and handed one to the girl. through small talk, jihyo learned that they shared a surprising number of interests, ranging from snow boarding to going to the gym. 

jihyo laughed out loud as the girl told her a funny story about a cooking disaster, her hand reflexively reaching out to shove the girl’s shoulder in a playful manner. she continued to chat with the girl, oblivious to the way momo’s gaze lingered a little too long or how distracted she seemed as sana tried to tell her something. 

“momoring? hello? are you listening?” sana asked playfully, a teasing grin on her lips. when momo didn’t respond, sana followed her gaze until it landed on jihyo. a knowing smile spread across her face. 

“just go talk to her,” sana said helpfully. momo’s pout deepened. 

“she seems busy right now,” momo said, sighing dramatically as she finally looked away. her shoulders slumped when as she heard jihyo’s laughter again, the sound cutting through the low hum of conversation.

sana gave her friend a look of pity, patting her on the back as she excused herself to the restroom.

momo’s eyes snapped back to jihyo, a sharp gasp coming out of her mouth when she saw the girl’s hand resting on jihyo’s arm. 

something inside her snapped, and an icy cold feeling spread through her chest like poison. before she knew it, momo was already walking towards jihyo.

the both of them turned to look at her, jihyo’s eyes widening in surprise. before momo could question herself or her actions, she grabbed jihyo by the wrist and pulled her away from the girl. 

jihyo hurriedly murmured an apology over her shoulder as she let momo lead her away. the simple act of excusing herself to the girl sent another flash of red through momo’s mind, one that made her walk faster. 

“what’s wrong, momo? are you okay?” jihyo asked, concern lacing her tone when they finally stepped foot inside one of sana’s spare rooms.

“you’ve been talking to her for almost an hour now,” momo said immediately. “you haven’t even looked at me the entire night.”

jihyo’s worried expression quickly melted into amuse, her posture relaxing. “have you been watching me?”

“no, i… just happened to notice. but that’s not the point,” momo rushed before jihyo could say anything. “the point is you’ve been with her this whole time.”

realization dawned on her. 

“momo,” jihyo said slowly, a smirk lifting on her lips. “okay. i’ll spend some time with you then. what do you want me to do?”

jihyo’s gaze dropped to momo’s lips, not failing to notice how momo’s breathing had grown uneven.

“i— i don’t know,” momo whispered.

jihyo laughed. “i think you do know, baby.” she closed the distance between them with each step, driving momo back until her shoulders hit the wall. jihyo’s hands settled at her waist, steady and unmoving. 

“i can’t do anything until you tell me what you want. use your words,” jihyo whispered. the sudden proximity made momo shudder lightly, her legs feeling shaky under her. “come on, darling. we don’t have all night. there’s someone waiting for me outside, you know.”

momo’s jaw clenched at the mention of the girl.

“pay attention to me.”

“i already am, momo.”

momo’s breath stuttered as jihyo leaned in, pressing slow kisses along her jaw.

“jihyo, can you—”

jihyo lightly sucked on her pulse point, elicting a soft whimper from momo. “can i what?”

momo groaned. “i can’t focus when you do that.”

jihyo just laughed against her neck. “you can do it, baby. put that pretty little brain to use.”

momo felt a familiar tug in her lower abdomen at the words, and she had to bite her lip hard to suppress the airy moan caught in her throat. 

“jihyo, p-please touch me.” 

momo’s voice cracked with need. it didn’t help that jihyo’s touches had grown bolder, sliding up to run over the slope of her chest.

“good job, darling. that wasn’t so hard, was it?”

jihyo dragged momo to the bed and pushed her onto the mattress, stopping just for a second to stare at the needy expression on her face. momo’s cheeks were already flushed, legs spread open instinctively to expose the inner parts of her thigh under her skirt. 

“look at you, baby, your legs are already open for me,” jihyo grinned, sliding her hand up momo’s leg. she removed momo’s underwear with one swift motion. 

under the pale moonlight from the window, the space between momo’s legs glistened, her arousal dripping onto the sheets. jihyo slowly dragged her index finger against momo’s entrance, carefully watching the japanese girl under her. momo whined as jihyo purposely avoided her clit, seeming to trail her fingers everywhere but the place she needed it most.

“please,” momo whined. she reached down to guide jihyo’s hand, her hips moving on their own in search of any sort of friction. 

“please what, baby?” 

jihyo held her hands impossibly still, refusing to move until the words came directly from momo’s lips. 

momo leaned her head back in frustration as her walls clenched around nothing. “fuck me, jihyo. please,” she cried out, tired of feather light touches that weren’t getting her anywhere. 

jihyo smirked as she watched momo’s composure break, finally bringing her hands to touch the girl underneath her properly. she slid two fingers inside momo while her other hand rubbed circles into her clit, making momo’s back arch into the bed. 

loud moans spilled from momo’s mouth as the sudden pleasure filled her senses. her mind went blank and all she could focus on was the feeling of jihyo’s fingers pumping in and out of her, every sensitive nerve on fire. 

“shhh, baby. keep your voice down or im going to stop.”

momo nodded frantically — she bit her lower lip hard to stay quiet. she couldn’t have jihyo stop, not when everything felt too good to the point that she could barely remember her own name. 

“do you like this? me giving you attention?” jihyo asked, even though she knew momo was past the point of being able to answer her, let alone form coherent thoughts. momo’s eyes rolled back as jihyo curled her fingers against her g-spot, a scream coming out of her.

jihyo froze — the sound was too loud for anyone to not have heard, even amidst the various conversations outside. 

momo whimpered when jihyo completely removed her hands from her core, her breathing heavy as she struggled to catch her breath.

“why’d you stop,” momo asked breathlessly, her voice whiny with need. she had been so close to cumming, and the abrupt interruption had halted the familiar build-up in her lower stomach. 

“i told you to be quiet,” jihyo murmured, giving momo a look of faux sympathy. she wiped her drenched fingers against momo’s skirt, the action staining the gray fabric a darker shade. when she looked up to meet momo’s eyes, she almost felt her composure break at seeing momo’s eyes well with tears. 

“i-i’m sorry. i’ll be quiet this time. im sorry, please jihyo. i’ll be good, i promise” momo begged, her voice shaking as she bit back the overwhelming urge to cry. she desperately wanted jihyo’s hands back on her, the need so strong that it made her feel dizzy.

jihyo felt her composure break. 

“scream one more time and i stop for good,” she warned. when momo nodded in understanding, jihyo brought her hand back down to momo’s core, rubbing her clit with her thumb. momo’s eyes closed as she felt jihyo’s hands on her again, her legs spreading open wider to allow even better access. 

it took less than a minute for momo to reach the verge of climax again, her body starting to shake in anticipation. the sound of her moans filled the room, growing higher in pitch with each thrust.

momo came as jihyo curled her fingers hard into her, back arching into the sheets as her climax overtook her. white stars filled her vision as jihyo continued to fuck her through the climax, her thighs starting to shake from the overstimulation. jihyo finally removed her hand when momo pushed her away, her body feeling too sensitive to take any more.

jihyo just watched as momo drank in mouthfuls of air, her legs still twitching from the aftermath of her orgasm. 

when momo’s breathing finally slowed, jihyo leaned down to place a gentle kiss on her cheek.

“you don’t have worry, momo. you’re the only one i have eyes for,” jihyo said sweetly with a cheeky grin. “plus, you’re cute when you get jealous.”

momo huffed softly, turning her face away so that jihyo couldn’t see the flush of her cheeks.

—

the moment they returned to the living room, everyone went silent. conversations stalled mid-sentence, all eyes slowly turning toward them.

for a beat, nobody said anything.

then jeongyeon broke first, doubling over in laughter as she clutched her stomach. “im nayeon, you owe me 20 bucks!”

nayeon groaned across the room, and the two immediately started bickering. 

when the party finally started to pick back up, sana walked over to the two of them, her arms crossed over her chest. 

“you guys are lucky those sheets were already old,” she said flatly. “i was going to throw them out anyway.”

sana paused to inspect the two of them before continuing. “im glad you guys… whatever, but please don’t do that in my house again.”

jihyo nodded, barely able to contain the grin on her face. she leaned slightly towards momo.