bae

You were one of the new production members for Time to Twice and you were often placed beside Chaeyoung to make her feel better about her small stature, but because of that you two spoke a lot. Talking about her struggles as an idol and your own struggles to be a working student.

There was undeniable chemistry between the both of you and there was really nothing pushing it forward, only light flirtation here and there, but she couldn't help but feel an insatiable desire for you.

It all boiled over one day on set.

The day had been slow, mostly shooting b-rolls and fan service scenes. Chaeyoung had been roaming around, making a joke in her head that you were too microscopic to spot, chuckling to herself cheekily before she peaked her head into one of the green rooms.

"Whoever the fuck put these on this shelf is dead to me." She hears you groan, reaching up on one of the shelves. Chaeyoung's pulse hammers against her skin as she stares at you, hair tied, petite waist, and tiny skirt, it all almost feels illegal to the rapper. Her feet move without her thinking. You're still grumbling to yourself as her hands slam on the surface in front of you.

You squeak softly but before you can turn around, her lips are on your nape. Delicate and feather-light but you gasp. She husks softly against your skin, "Is this okay...?"

For a moment, nothing happens, Chaeyoung thinks she's fucked up and begins to pull away before you place your hand on hers. You nod tentatively before her arm coils around your waist. Her center pressing against your ass. You jump a little when her lips press against the column of your neck.

"You know, when we met..." She whispers before suckling on your neck, you moan softly as your hand clenches hers, tilting your head to the side giving her more room to lay her mouth. Chaeyoung releases you with a soft pop, "I thought you'd be a good friend, finally someone else to tease for their height."

You release a shaky breath when she snakes her hand up, gripping your cheek forcing you to look up at her. Her eyes spoke sin but that faux-innocent smile was almost misleading. Your gaze falls to her lips as she speaks, catching every syllable and movement of her tongue. "But for some odd reason I can't stop picturing pinning you up against the wall, picking you up and taking you in every way possible."

She turns you around abruptly, Chaeyoung's grip tightening on your waist while the hand on your cheek lifts. Gripping the the shelf slab tightly as your hand finds her chest, trapping you between the wall and her. She smiles as she looks down at your hooded eyes.

Your other hand falls onto Chaeyoung's arm while the other is pressed on the surface behind you, keeping your balance. You feel your center quiver as she towers over you, her attitude making her seemingly grow taller. She leans down, your noses pressing against one another.

"Chae..." Your body presses completely back into the surface behind you. Her plump pink lips brushing against yours, teasing as she speaks again with cocky look on her face, "Will you give me the chance to, pretty thing?"

You lean up and take her lips between yours before she completely looses control, lifting your petite body up against the shelving unit. Hand tightly on your waist, surely leaving bruises under your clothes as you moan loudly against her lips. With the strength she had left in her, she quickly slips her hand under your thigh, finding her place between your legs.

"You're all mine now, Y/F/N." Chaeyoung breathes against your agape mouth. You nod hopelessly before you wrap an arm around her neck.

It wasn't often she met someone off smaller stature than her...so she was going to take full advantage of this rare moment.