#yeji !

“yeah so we are in jeju tonight, ive got a room with our manager and i think y/n is by herself” yeji explains in english to the phone, her accent making fans go crazy in the comments. “oh she just texted me-“

to think she was about to show what was on her phone, thank god she held herself back. because what she sees are multiple photos of you on the body length mirror, showing off your thong and covering your breasts leaving very little to imagination .. and just when she’s about to close her phone and begin to say her goodbyes, even though its been fifteen minutes since she started, she gets another notification, this time a video, she makes sure her volume is all the way down before pressing play, and she’s sure everyone in the live can see her eyes widen at the content in said video.

how did you manage to get the bullet vibrator all the way here? how did she not notice? she can’t believe she only notices in the video how you press the hot pink vibrator on your clit, she’s sure you’re letting out some pretty moans too, but the last thing she can do right now is try to listen.

“hm-“ she clears up her throat. clicking the power button on the phone before looking at the camera “i said this was going to be a short live and i’ve already been here twenty minutes” yeji giggles “i’ve got to go everyone, stay safe, have a good night, bye!!”

“mommy…” you only whisper in her ear when you manage to squeeze your way between her and the counter, interrupting her current conversation. yeji is resting her back on the counter, and you’re standing sideways to her, wrapping your arms around her waist and putting your chin on her shoulder looking up at her with soft pleading eyes.

“don’t start” her eyes are hard on you and she sounds so sure of herself that you’re doubting you can pull this off.

“but i need you” you pout “i need your fingers inside of me”

“shh” her foot stomps lightly, not knowing what else to do to quiet you.

“come on, don’t be rude.” you keep pushing and pushing “i’ve been so good”

“this” she motions to you in your entirety “this is not ‘being good” she huffs

“okay then i’ll be even better than that but please. i really want you to fuck me” your voice raises a few octaves at the last minute, and she completely loses it, her neck turning slowly but of course, angry. she makes sure no one is around before pinching your ass with one of her hands and squishing your cheeks with the other.

“That’s so fucking hot.” you didn’t realize the words slipped out of your mouth until lia turns her head at you confused

“she’s just dancing?” how can she not see it though? dancing in heels with a chair as a prop.

“shit” you close your eyes and throw your head back, slightly smacking your forehead in the process “i didn’t realize i said that out loud”

“you’re weird” she whispers. “i think i’ll take the girls out after practice, we don’t wanna be home for whatever you’re thinking about”

“okay?” you reply, a little offended that she’d think you’d fuck with them in the dorm, like you’d ever. pssh.

it takes two minutes of yeji and you laying in bed, arms and legs tangled as she looks for something to fall asleep to on tv, when you start kissing her neck. she thinks it’s platonic and runs her hands down your back while humming, giving you more space to kiss. she only hisses when you bite on her skin, making her jolt in surprise and pull away to look at you.

she only raises her eyebrows at you, noticing how you bite your lip and break eye contact while playing with the waistband of her sleeping shorts.

“You’re still horny? Didn’t I fuck you hard enough last night?” immediately flashes of last night flood your mind, your underwear feeling even damper than before at the memory of her fucking you for multiple rounds with multiple toys. she was right, she did fuck you hard last night. with the strap, with her fingers, with her tongue... but it was just.. not enough.

“just a quickie, please”

“tell me what you want then love” she holds herself on her side, waiting for your answer

“i want you inside- your fingers”

“good” she caves in, unsurprisingly, pecking your lips before moving to pull off your underwear and pushing your nightgown past your hips. she gently spreads your legs, still laying on her side only much closer to you now, close enough that you listen to your inner thoughts and peck her lips a few times as she plays with your slick, spreading it around your folds before pushing a finger inside.

you’ve been kissing harder now, and you have to apologize when you accidentally bite her bottom lip at the feeling of her finger inside of you “i’m s-so sorry b-baby” she winces for a second, but soon smiles and pecks your lips again reassuring you it’s all okay.

“is that okay?” yeji’s whisper vibrates against your lips, her eyes lost in yours when you nod biting your own lip but then take it back

“i can take more. please”

“hm” she nods, pushing another finger while kissing on your neck and down your collarbones. the ginger takes advantage of the lowcut of your gown and easily slips a nipple out of it, moving lower on the bed for her mouth to be able to wrap around it without much effort while still plunging her fingers into you. if you said you stayed quiet through any of this? you would be lying.

maybe it’s a good idea that lia took the girls out, because with how loud your moans are and how loud she sounds inside of you, you’re almost sure you’d given yourself away by now. she curls her fingers and makes sure she’s touching the right spot that makes you crumble in her hands, and is confirmed when you wrap your fingers around her wrist and hold her there, only letting her curl the tips of her fingers up and not thrust them in and out.

“yeji-“

“i know baby” she pecks your lips and nose, forehead close to yours as she uses her digits to her best of her abilities “are you close? gonna cum for me? around my fingers?”

“s-so soon” your voice is cracked and soft, unable to be heard from anyone else that wasn’t glued to you like she was.

"there's no rush angel" yeji kisses your cheek and nuzzles her nose against it while wet, gushing sounds fill your ears as soon as the hand that was wrapped around her wrist lets go and instead you tangle it in her hair, apologizing with your eyes for causing her any type of pain, but she just shakes her head and continues to thrust her fingers inside of you, knowing no matter how many times she told you to take your time that you were too close anyway.

“don’t touch” she warns as soon as your hands threaten to play with your clit and a whimper immediately leaves your lips. she’s fingering you slowly and teasingly, which prompted you to touch your clit for some actual stimulation and or pleasure since she wasn’t willing to give you any.

her digits continue to move slower than ever and you’re so desperate, that when you think she’s not looking, you slip a hand to your tits to play with them “hey!” yeji raises her voice enough to startle you to let your nipples go. fingers out of you as she stands up and comes back quickly with a ribbon you know very well in her hold. “hands”

“but-“

“i said; give me your hands” she repeats, and with your hesitation comes the raise of her eyebrows that prompts you to follow instructions and offer her your wrists, which she expertly ties and tightens making sure you can’t escape it without her help. “and stay quiet, you don’t get to touch, and you don’t get to talk”

“a-“ the glare she gives you when you attempt to speak, just as she was going to continue her toying with you interrupts you, and you’re set to be on your best behavior for the rest of the day, to not make a peep no matter how good she feels. and you’re so sure you’re going to be successful, but then she wraps her lips around your clit and sucks harshly, and you really tried but you were unable to silent the high pitched moan that left you.

yeji, detaches from your clit and immediately shakes her head getting up again but this time to retrieve a different toy, a gag.

“im sorry, i wont talk again. im so sorry”

“i literally warned you y/n” the use of your name was never a good sign. it usually meant you fucked up so bad nothing you did could redeem yourself from this. she still straddles your legs and ties the gag’s belt at the back of your head after making sure it’s snug in your lips. “and now, i’m going to use you to cum”

your body feels hot just looking at her, and you can feel yourself wetting the sheets more with every flick of her hips and every graze of her clit against your thigh. she looks so bothered by the many times you broke her rules that it looks like she’s literally taking it out on you. she’s rough and quick until every few seconds she needs to take a breather because she’s brought herself too close.

#22. “It’s not heavy.  I’m stronger than I look.” with yeji :) (college au(?)

“guess what i’ve planned for lunch today” your girlfriend’s voice startles you as you waved yuna goodbye.

“hi baby” smiling, you peck her lips before pretending to think “i don’t know, care to tell me?”

“that’s no fun” she pouts, looking at the box in front of you. “what’s that?”

“yuna wants me to take this to the office, something about her having a really important test and couldn’t miss it?” yeji nods quickly, remembering yuna had told her about it too.

“yeah, she’s been studying like crazy-“

“-we had wraps yesterday so im guessing it’s not that... sushi? oh i know” your lips curve into a knowing smirk, yeji inevitably smiling on her own at how confident you were. “you’re taking me to that new place across the street aren’t you”

“i keep forgetting you’re so good at this” she pretends to be defeated.

“i’m not. i just pay attention to you when you speak.” kissing her cheek, you make the move to grab the box in front of you, but she beats you to it. “i can do that”

“i know” yeji nods confidently as she starts to walk, waiting for you a few feet ahead.

“baby, it’s heavy”

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

you in heels, biting your lip, you in her clothes, if you look at her lips even slightly, and she specifically loves whenever you get shy with other people.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

she’s a whore for dildos so she has a pretty extensive collection for herself, colorful, vibrating, long, thick, all you can think of, she has it. she likes the ones with suction cups because she can take a little longer in the shower and use it whenever she’s really frustrated and you’re not there to satisfy her

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

sometimes she’ll ignore you on purpose because you can get extra needy and desperate for her attention which often leads to you sucking up to her and trying to seduce her into what usually ends in longer, rougher sex

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

one of her favorite positions to make you cum is having you spread on her lap, (legs over hers and hers technically controlling the distance between your own) with an arm wrapped around your waist to support you and her fingers disappearing into your warm cunt.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

CARS. oh does yeji love fucking you in cars. having you on all fours with your hands– one on the driver’s seat and one on the passenger’s seat, and your legs on the backseat floor, or in missionary spread all over the back seat, it doesn’t matter how as long as you’re pressed tight against another and your moans resonate all over the vehicle, not really caring about anyone seeing you in such a vulnerable state.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

“can you stop grinding against every other person here??” is the first thing you hear leave her mouth when she drags you by the arm to a secluded corner

“they’re just friends” you shrug, hiding your smile knowing you were getting to her.

“y/n. don’t make me take you home and punish you.”

“oh but that’s what i want baby” she doesn’t react when you move your face closer to her in the slightest, fingers delicate on her jaw and lips so close if she were to drop her head she could kiss you.

“funny” her feline eyes squint in annoyance. “if i have to tell you one more time, we’re leaving, and it’s not going to be as fun as you think”

“yeah yeah whatever” brushing her off and rolling your eyes you walk away from her, only to be pulled back to her by the wrist, her other hand tangling in your hair and pushing your face close to hers.

“talking back?” no time for an answer, because while you’re hissing, she drags you by the hair out of the club, dragging weird stares of people too naive to understand what was about to happen.

“Take off your clothes.” she spits when she throws you in the back seat of the car

“but-“

“now.”

“You’re n-not ,um, w-wearing anything under that, are you..?” she coughs

“no” smirking, you slip off the tiny one piece that had been covering your body and throw it on the passenger seat, spreading your legs and using your fingers to rub the wetness around while holding eye contact with your girlfriend.

“stop that” she huffs

“or what? you gonna punish me?” the teasing in your voice simply makes her blood boil, and in seconds, she’s got you turned on your stomach on the backseat, lips by your ear, hands on your ass.

“stop testing me y/n.” her breath is heavy and carried with lust, maybe even hunger, and the sting she leaves on your ass has you gently gasping, already feeling warmth in the pit of your stomach, and you wondered how long until you leaked onto the seats. “we’re going home-“

“but-“