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kinktober day 3 - corruption kink w yuna

- i had to make another part for this tehe i wanna make it a whole series, and i am thinking of writing for skz SOLELY on this au

- some other kinks involved! i couldn’t help myself!!

"yuna." your mouth is open mid shock, your hand still where she placed it earlier only now her puppy eyes have intensified and she's quite literally pleading.

"please. i'm a quick learner." it's pathetic, how she has to beg for you to fuck her, and it's even worse that you're actually thinking about it. it's not that she wasn't attractive, fuck no, if anything she was too pretty, but it was more the lack of awareness about how much she wanted you. "unnie-"

“okay” you nod, somewhat lost in her glossy, perfectly plump lips “lock the door for me, would you?” yuna nods desperately, and in the blink of an eye, she’s locked the door and has ran to sit back next to you.

she sits there, expectantly, awaiting your next move “tell me what you want from me”

“i don’t know” yuna begins “i want you to do the things you do to them, i don’t know how, but i want you to touch me”

she’s quick to follow when you tap your lap for her to sit on, still looking at you with doe, doll-like orbs. you gently lift her skirt, finding matching cotton panties that barely covered anything, the words ‘kiss here’ printed right in the middle of it.

“i wore them for you” yuna murmurs, pushing her chest out towards you.

“yeah? what if i said no? hm?” her breath hitched as she follows and watches as your lips get closer to hers. “would you have begged?”

“yes” there’s no hesitation in her voice, almost as if she’s waiting for a praise in return, but that’s the last thing you’ll give her.

“aw, my pretty girl’s so desperate, huh?” the blonde nods rapidly, repeatedly. “where do you want me to touch you angel, right here?”

it’s clear she’s never touched herself before, and if she has, she’s probably never orgasmed before, because the way she gasps and tenses up when your fingers graze so slightly against her core, screams prude.

“that- that feels good” her words stutter when you begin rubbing soft circles on her clit, over her panties, barely any pressure at all.

“good” you nod, pecking her shoulder once. “why don’t you relax a bit? it’ll feel a lot better that way sweets, i promise”