"long time no see, huh?" yuri making a concentrated effort with anyone isn't something that she particularly does outside of keeping an eye on her sister. she knows she has to start making some sort of effort though and if that means inviting them over to her apartment for a more casual sort of hang out, then so be it.

with a roll of her eyes yuri slips from the car and slams the door shut a little too hard. insu has been giving her an annoyingly knowing look the whole drive. she hadn't thought to tell him it was a date but perhaps the lack of fanfare when he drops her off and the fact she'd opted to dress nicely was clue enough that she was trying to make an impression. whatever. after heading into the building atlas had given her the address of she's met with a polite woman who steers her into a back room where her date for the evening is apparently already waiting. prompt. that's good. "atlas, hi," she greets him with an easy enough smile, "it's nice to meet you."

“of course i care.” sometimes yuri wondered if perhaps she shouldn’t care — if perhaps one reckless move might unshackle her from the crippling pressure of maintaining such a perfect career. fully grown as she was, she could only imagine the familial ramifications of a wobble in her repertoire, and that hardly seemed worth it. “i keep my personal life private, ravee. you know that,” she huffed out, eyes narrowing. "is it so wrong that i want to maintain that privacy?"

inviting yong-ju over perhaps isn’t the wisest decision that yuri can make yet there’s just… something about him she can’t let go of. their little dalliance was only supposed to be short lived. a singular slip that could be forgotten. she can’t forget it, though. she can’t forget it and she wants more of it. that in itself makes her nervous but she does her best to push that aside; acts like her most confident self as she invites him in. “thank you for coming,” she mutters, fingers idly brushing back a few strands of her hair. “i just… wanted to see you.”

"long time no see," yuri greets with a fond smile reserved for so few people. it has been a while since she's been able to catch up with minjee. her schedule never seems to give her a moment of peace and knowing how important privacy is to the other woman, it's easier not to be seen with her when she's working on projects. hence the need for more of a private dinner catch up. "how have you been?"

“now… if i remember rightly, i have some making up to do,” yuri murmured, eyes fixated on ravee as she slowly undid her robe. she let it fall from one shoulder and then the next, revealing milky skin contrasted only by swirling black lace that cupped over her breasts. after showering the day from her skin there was only one thing she wanted. ravee. while she perhaps didn’t need to tempt the older woman at all she couldn’t help but wanting to invite a lingering gaze. “what do you think?” she moved forward to close the space between them. “do you think this might do it?”

yuri was someone who wanted more than she cared to admit. letting herself give over to those urges and desires wasn't always the easiest thing but with ravee she knew there was nothing to worry about. she could let herself forget everything that could possibly plague her mind and simply focus on her partner. how she felt, how she made yuri feel. right now she had yuri rather worked up, needy hips frantic in their movements to grind more against ravee's mouth. her cheek pressed into the back of the couch as holding herself up became more of a challenge; arms giving out and as a as a result the whimpers and moans that fell from her lips became all the more muffled. "ravee... oh my god."

"this isn't funny! just because you don't think that it's going to happen, doesn't mean it can't."