airaibunny

[airaibunny]

everything we never said

pairing: gracie abrams x fem!reader

warnings: fluff, smut (clit stim [r!receiving], breast play), a bit angsty

synopsis: your best friend just so happens to be the love of your life.

word count: 1.8k

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the soft hum of gracie's playlist fades into the background, melodically blending with her quiet voice singing along as she scrolls on her phone. you've both perfectly nested yourselves on the couch among the seemingly endless mounds of pillows and blankets. her warmth transcends every obstacle with an astound agility. you can feel it positively burning your skin. the dim lamplight is vivid enough to reflect upon every detail on her face, yet you feel as though it's not enough; you crave looking at her closer—you need it.

gracie abrams means more to you than humanly possible. you were by her side the day she decided to become a songwriter, the day she released her first song, and you're still by her side after all of her acclaimed fame. inversely, she has been with you for every heartbreak, triumph, and milestone. she has been your best friend for years and you've created an unbreakable bond.

somewhere along the way, however, platonic love and support evolved into a passion so intense that looking at her became synonymous with imagining her lips on your own. her gaze became indicative of something you couldn't quite decipher, or rather, couldn't let yourself think about. her touch started leaving behind a branded imprint on your skin, one that would linger for ages after she was gone.

the half-eaten bowl of popcorn on the coffee table becomes the object of your examination when she looks up from her phone. her big brown eyes shoot you a look that merits a lump in your throat and a crimson tint on your cheeks. she tosses her phone aside and cheekily smiles at you, winding up for what you assume is an absurd request.

"come lay closer to me, you're so far," she whines and extends her arms for you, to which you swiftly respond by crawling to her side and throwing yourself on top of her. her hand finds its way to the collar of your sweatshirt and begins the all too familiar habit of rubbing it with her thumb as she speaks.

"i have a stupid party to go to tomorrow night, you should come," she sighs, lifting her free hand to rub her forehead. "stupid party?" you question, prompting an annoyed grunt from her.

"i don't want to go, but i have to keep up appearances," you get up and lean against the back of the couch, letting your legs drape over her midsection so that your thighs can feel her abs. she looks up at you expectantly and pouts. "you don't have to do anything. just don't go," you drop your hands between your legs and start messing with the string of her sweatpants. she grunts again, louder this time. "i do have to. you don't get showbiz, loser," she rolls her eyes and puts a hand up to your face, clearly just joking.

"fine, ms. superstar, i'll go," she squeals and jumps up into your arms with a hug. you hug her back and melt into the feeling of her body pressed against yours.

she flops back down while still excitedly giggling to herself. you stare at her longingly with a smile and you want to reach out to stroke her cheek, but you surmise that would seem odd.

your visage must be reflecting your inner turmoil because gracie speaks up again.

"you okay?" her eyebrows furrow as she props herself up on her elbows to look at you. you nod your head in assertion, but she tries again. "c'mon, tell me," she persists, sitting up and taking one of your hands into both of hers. "please?"

"it's nothing, gracie," she shifts, her dark eyes searching yours with an accusatory degree that makes you turn away. "tell me, i'm not dropping this," she grabs your face and makes you look at her. you panic as her searing palm meets your skin, but you don't want her to know that in the slightest. "i, i can't, just leave it."

she scoffs and throws her hands up, letting them land on your lap, which only serves to add another perpetually scorched brand to your body. "y/n. tell. me."

"i can't!" you want to push her away from you, but she amasses a colossal gravitational pull when she's near you, one that you can't escape no matter how hard you try. instead, you bury your face in your hands as tears threaten to spill out of your eyes. she doesn't hesitate to bring you into her arms and stroke your hair, humming soft pleas for you not to cry.

"i can't..." you keep repeating, doing your best to hold back the floodgates. she pulls away and looks at you; she looks just as distressed as you. this is all it takes for your emotions to finally betray you, sending one singular tear streaming down your cheek.

her hands comes up to your face and gently wipes the tear away; however, after completing that initial task, it remains there. you catch a strange look in her eyes, like she's having the most visceral fight of her life within her own head. her lips part as she inhales, still evidently not coming to a conclusion.

suddenly, without any falter in her expression, she lunges forward, meeting her lips with yours.

the world around you stops dead in its tracks.

your heartbeat reaches a speed fitting for the peak of a marathon.

you can't fathom that she is kissing you, unprompted, completely by her own free will. the girl who's lips you've spent countless nights fantasizing about is materializing those very thoughts. they feel just as wonderful as you imagined. their sweet, silken sensation is the most intoxicating thing you've ever had the great privilege of tasting.

her other hand grabs the empty side of your face, holding you in place. the kiss is slow and intense, both of you pouring every past second of silent longing into this very moment.

you have no desire to let her remove herself, but she does so anyway. she looks at your face for a moment, taking in every feature as if this was the very first time she'd seen it.

"i actually have something to tell you," she smiles, trying to ease whatever pressure was still on you. "you don't have to tell me anything," you smile back, "i know."

you don't hesitate to invite yourself back against her lips. she gladly welcomes you while simultaneously pulling you onto her lap, making you straddle her. "is this was what on your mind? is this what you couldn't tell me?" she pulls away for long enough to ask her question, but goes right back when she is finished. you don't bother to do the same, instead, you just hum a slight 'mhm.'

"you don't want to talk about this?" she pulls away again, giggling. she knows you too well, she knows that's the last thing you want right now.

"talk later. right now, i just need you. so bad."

she smiles against your lips as you pull her back. the kiss turns heated, electric; you can almost taste all the pent up hunger you share. you momentarily forget to breathe, but you realize you'd be perfectly content to go out in this way.

her hands snake up your sides, gradually pulling your top off with them. you don't fight this in the slightest, you just allow her to pull it over your head and toss it across the room. one of her hands goes to your back and she pulls away from the kiss.

"can i?" she asks, fiddling with your bra strap. "please," you reply hastily, still not wanting her lips to depart from yours.

she doesn't miss a beat in unclasping your bra and letting it meet your shirt on the ground. her hands land on your breasts and you realize for the first time that you've soaked right through your panties, maybe even your shorts.

she tugs at your nipples with a chuckle, loving the sounds she's eliciting from you. she pulls away from the kiss and you're irritated for a second, but the anger quickly fades when her mouth makes contact with you boobs. you hold back a guttural moan with the back of your hand as she bares her teeth into your skin. her tongue glides over the same spot she just bit, only serving to worsen the wet spot between your legs.

she tugs at the waistband of your shorts without saying anything for a second, but she finally speaks up.

"what do you say we get rid of these as well?" you don't think you've ever nodded your head so fast. you lift your hips so she can slide them down, not caring in the slightest that you're now completely naked and she's still fully clothed. she looks at your body on display for her and smiles to herself before looking into your eyes.

"you're prettier than i imagined, holy fuck."

the scarlet tint from earlier is back on your cheeks after her statement, which she clearly notices. she gets closer to you, almost whispering in your ear. "you have no clue how often i think about this," her hand lands on your core without any warning, causing a jolt to reverberate through your entire body.

she chuckles as her fingers start drawing the length of your folds, idly moving back and forth. "i'm going to make you remember every second."

her mouth goes back to your breast. she begins rubbing small circles on your clit while sucking on your nipple in perfect synchrony. every one of your senses feels sickeningly overwhelming right now. it's embarrassing what she's managed to reduce you to in a matter of seconds. she's so fucking good at this, you couldn't form a coherent thought even if you wanted to right now.

her fingers pick up speed and you have to dig your nails into her shoulders, which she very clearly enjoys, judging by the sound that escapes her lips. your hips hitch as she presses harder against you. her tongue is still leaving purple bruises all over your boobs, tightening the knot in your stomach.

you feel like sobbing from pleasure as she goes even faster with absolutely no regard for your state. she pulls her head away from your chest to look at your face, flushed and eyes heavily glazed.

"you look even prettier now," she smiles, keeping the same pace against your pussy.

her grin is the final blow. you wince and hold onto her shoulders tighter, bracing for impact.

"gracie..."

you bury your head in her neck and wrap your arms around her as you let the orgasm wash over you. your thighs shake and your muscles contract. you allow a loud whine to rip from your throat, earning endless praises from gracie.

"so pretty," she mutters, slowing down to assure you ride out your high until the very end. you pant, practically gasping for air. "shh, i'm right here, you're okay. breathe for me, please," she continues speaking like this until you're calm enough to look at her again.

"had enough? want to talk now?" she pecks your lips, stroking your reddened cheek.

"no, not even close."

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a/n: first fic on this account, i hope you guys enjoy it! i got it done rather hastily, so i would greatly appreciate if ya'll would let me know about any mistakes. i can most definitely write a part two with more of the smut part, or even the "talk" they had afterwards. anyway, i'll stop rambling, bye!

[airaibunny]

The Outfit

Gracie Abrams x Fem!reader ☆

Since Tumblr doesn’t own a pathetic, sapphic, toe’s curling, hot, steamy, needy and good Gracie Abrams OneShot…Here is one.

Summary: Gracie got ready for an photoshoot and reader seems to love Gracie’s outfit;)

Warnings!: pure smut, strap-on use (reader receiving), mommy kink, spanking, face fucking, degradation, pet names. (Please tell me if I forgot any!)

"Oh my god," y/n mumbled as Gracie walked into the bedroom of their shared hotel suite, having spent the last hour and a half getting ready in the sitting area of the hotel room. She'd demanded, like always, that y/n stays away so that she could reveal her outfits to y/n each time she had something to dress up for.

Y/n could hear the stylists getting their things together and leaving their suite to give Gracie some time before she had to go to the photoshoot, but y/n was too focused on her girlfriend standing before her to even comprehend anything else.

Gracie was standing tall in the doorway of the bedroom, dressed in white slacks and a white blazer with jewels emblazoned across the shoulders and chest, loosely buttoned with one single, hopefully dependable button right at her lower abdomen. Her thin heels made her appear even more towering, and y/n could feel herself melting under her gaze. Her long brown hair was slicked back, her lips tinted dark pink.

Her small smirk broke out into a grin. "Do you like it?" she asked with a tilt of her head, a knowing tone in her voice. She knew that y/n liked every outfit she chose, but she knew she would like that one especially.

Sitting up from where y/n was laying on the bed, y/n crawled her way down the mattress, watching as Gracie waltzed to the edge of the bed. Once they both met there, y/n sat on the edge and looked up at her, taking her by the hips and pulling Gracie closer to her. y/n’s legs hooked loosely around Gracie’s hips and pulled her even closer between hers.

Gracie chuckled and placed her hands over y/n’s legs, her palms gliding up and down to and from y/n’s thighs. Reaching up, y/n fiddled with one of the jewels on Gracie’s blazer. "You should fuck me before you go," y/n whispered innocently, watching a lustful look approach Gracie’s face. She smirked down at her and taking her outer thighs, pressed herself further against y/n. Y/n paused when she felt, through the soft silk of Gracie’s white slacks, something hard pressing itself into her.

Gracie was wearing the strap.

"Gracie," y/n nearly gasped out of desire, feeling herself start to throb at the mere fact that Gracie was going to wear her strap under her pants to the photoshoot.

Gracie smirked, reveling in tantalizing y/n. As much as she wanted to stay there between her thighs, she needed to be somewhere very soon. "I've gotta go, babe," Gracie told her, unwrapping y/n’s legs from around her like a ribbon and backing away.

"No!" Y/n exclaimed, instantly feeling frustrated when the outline of Gracie’s strap left her thighs. Y/n kneeled up on the very edge of the bed, nearly falling forwards as she grabbed Gracie by the hips again and tried to pull Gracie back to her, but the woman easily took y/n’s hands off her and held them tightly in her own.

"Now don't be a brat, y/n," Gracie commented, a rather pleased look on her face from seeing y/n so needy for her. "If you're a good girl, maybe I'll give you what you want whenever I get back."

Y/n’s jaw nearly popped off her skull. "That's gonna be hours from now!"

Taking y/n’s chin rather firmly, Gracie tilted it up and brought her face close to y/n’s, whispering against her lips, "Then you have plenty of time to make sure you look just like this when I get back—on your knees with your mouth wide open."

There was a small rasp that caught her voice and sent chills down y/n’s spine. Y/n tried her hardest to look into Gracie’s eyes, but with how close she was to her face, y/n resorted to staring at Gracie’s plump lips as she whispered, "Yes, Mommy." With how close Gracie was, y/n could smell her intoxicatingly masculine vanilla scent that drove her even more wild.

Y/n watched Gracie’s lips spread in satisfaction. "Mmm, good girl. And you'd better not touch yourself before I get back."

Y/n chewed her lip. How was she supposed to keep herself calm for several hours while knowing that Gracie was going to come back and hopefully fuck her? Especially with the way she looked and especially with how she'd pressed herself against y/n just moments before.

"I won't," y/n told her, knowing fully well that she would try her hardest to refrain, but would probably fail.

Giving y/n a lingering kiss on her lips, Gracie released her chin and walked away, already late to her photoshoot. Y/n stayed kneeling up on the bed as she listened to Gracie’s heels echo through the suite before the door opened and closed.

Once y/n was alone, she let out a groan and fell back onto the bed. She felt hot all over, and as hard as she tried to think about anything else, her mind was stuck on one thing—the feeling of Gracie’s strap against her leg and how much she wanted it inside her.

All y/n could see was Gracie’s slicked back hair and her toned lower abdomen and how tall she looked and how she had grabbed y/n’s chin and how her voice sounded when she called her a good girl and—

With a whine of defeat, y/n slipped her hand down her shorts.

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Y/n wasn't sure how long it had been since Gracie left, mostly because she had fallen asleep after finishing herself off. All she knew was that the sound of heels clicking towards the room had never woken y/n up so fast as it did in that moment.

Y/n managed to sit upright right as Gracie appeared in the doorway, y/n’s eyes struggling to open. By the looks of her hair and her confused look, it was obvious she had just woken up.

Gracie’s cheeks indented with a smile as she came closer to y/n, but there was a strange gleam in her eye. "As cute as you are waking up from a nap, didn't I give you instructions to be on your knees when I came back?" She came to the edge of the bed again and looked y/n up and down as she struggled to come out of her nap-induced haze. "And with that pretty mouth of yours wide open?"

"Sorry," Y/n said with a sigh, rubbing her face to wake herself up. "I... I fell asleep." Gracie’s eyes flickered to y/n’s hand for a moment before she reached out and took it, bringing it to her face. "What are you—"

Before you/n could ask Gracie what she was doing with her hand, Gracie pressed her nose gently against y/n’s fingers and inhaled, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment. When they opened again, they were deeply disappointed. Y/n’s lips parted when she realized Gracie had smelled y/n’s arousal on her fingers from when she had touched herself after Gracie left.

"On top of that, you touched yourself when I told you not to," Gracie remarked, her tone flat and irritated, but her hand held y/n’s softly.

Y/n tilted her head and looked up at Gracie pleadingly, grabbing onto the inside edge of her blazer. ”You were teasing me, Gracie,” Y/n whined, trying her best to give Gracie those eyes she could never be mad at. “I just couldn’t help myself.”

Gracie’s eyebrow perked upwards, her lips forming into a pout. "Mmm, is that right? You were just too needy and slutty to help yourself, hm?"

Y/n’s cheeks flushed furiously at Gracie’s degrading choice of words. Gritting her teeth, y/n slowly nodded, accepting the degradation, which earned her an approving hum from Gracie.

"And just how do you think you could make it up to Mommy?" Gracie asked, her hand moving to caress the side of y/n’s face.

Y/n shrugged, feeling all her nerves start to alight at Gracie’s subtle touch. Y/n was, in fact, desperately needy for her, so much that it took everything in her to not fling herself at her.

Leaning closer, Gracie’s brown eyes shifted between y/n’s eyes and her lips as she moved towards her ear, pressing her lips right against the top of it and grunting, "On your knees."

Wanting to be as good as possible so that she would fuck her sooner, y/n quickly hopped off the bed and kneeled down onto the floor, sitting on her heels and looking patiently up at Gracie as she walked around the bed to stand in front of her. Never had y/n felt so small, nor had Gracie looked so tall as she stood before y/n and stared down at her with burning eyes that made y/n hot in their stare.

Y/n held her breath, waiting for Gracie to tell her what to do, to touch her, to do anything. Finally, y/n watched Gracie’s svelte fingers move to the button of her pants, the jewels of her blazer catching the light and glimmering. Instantly, y/n’s mouth started watering. Between Gracie’s smelting gaze and how slowly she was undoing her pants, y/n felt like she could just explode in excitement and desire.

"You have to make it up to Mommy for being such a bad girl," Gracie said as she unzipped her pants, reaching in them to pull out her strap. Y/n chewed her lip at the sight of it, trying to control herself as Gracie stepped closer to her. She stood with her hips jutting outwards towards y/n, a smirk playing at her lips. "Open your mouth, baby."

Doing exactly as she said, y/n opened her mouth wide for her. Gracie moved her strap to y/n’s lower lip, nudging it for a moment before sliding her length into y/n’s mouth. Once the tip hit the back of y/n’s throat, her gag reflexes kicked in for a brief moment until she got used to Gracie’s strap down her throat.

Placing her hands over Gracie’s thighs, y/n opened her eyes to see Gracie looking awfully turned on to have her cock in your/n’s mouth. Y/n could have sworn the woman had some kind of kink for putting her strap in her mouth with the way she enjoyed it and did it so often. Of course, y/n obliged, letting Gracie fuck her mouth any time she so pleased. And that's just what Gracie started to do then, as she pulled out before slowly thrusting back into y/n’s mouth, her hand holding the side of y/n’s head. Y/n tried her best to keep her mouth open as Gracie slow thrusts started to be more forceful, hitting the back of y/n’s throat and making her silently gag on impact. Gracie groaned and leaned her head back, continuing to fuck into y/n’s mouth until tears were slipping down her cheeks from her reflex being triggered so much.

Having closed her eyes, y/n froze when Gracie’s strap left her mouth and did not go back in. Opening her eyes, y/n was met with Gracie sitting on the edge of the bed and patting her lap. "Come here."

Wiping her mouth clean of her drool, y/n slowly stood up and walked towards Gracie, starting to straddle her until she stopped you.

"No," Gracie said, gently pushing y/n off her. "Lay across my lap... on your stomach." Y/n was confused at first, until she realized what Gracie was going to do. Y/n pouted in protest, and Gracie immediately tutted her tongue at y/n. "On my lap, darling."

Hesitantly, y/n crawled on the bed and laid herself over Gracie’s knees, propping herself up on her elbows on the mattress. Every inch of y/n’s skin seemed to buzz as she felt Gracie’s hand pulling her shorts and underwear down. The cold air hitting y/n’s exposed ass, she jumped slightly upon feeling Gracie’s hand caress the back of her thigh ever so softly.

When she felt a sharp and unexpected slap to her cheek, y/n yelped in surprise. Gracie chuckled darkly and rubbed the spot where she had slapped. "I have to teach you a lesson, my love," Gracie said calmly, running her hand firmly up the back of y/n’s thigh again. She grazed y/n’s core, running right past it just to deliver another slap.

As gentle as she was being, the unexpectedness of it made y/n yelp again. Gracie rubbed the area again, not giving y/n any time to recover before she spanked her again, this time delivering two hard slaps. Y/n’s knees were trembling from both desire and pain, y/n’s breath hitching in her throat when she felt Gracie’s fingers move through her folds.

The stinging pain on her ass started to fade when y/n felt Gracie’s fingers sliding up and down her slit. Y/n thighs parted for her, hips grinding against Gracie’s lap.

"Such a needy girl," Gracie commented as she ran her fingers through y/n’s wetness. "And so fucking wet."

"Gracie," y/n panted, feeling overwhelmingly turned on at the feeling of being bent over Gracie’s lap, utterly exposed and helpless as she touched her. Y/n couldn't help but lean her ass into Gracie’s hand, as much as it made Gracie laugh at y/n’s desperateness.

Gracie’s fingers, wettened by y/n’s juices, moved to her entrance and slid easily in. Y/n’s mouth fell open as Gracie’s fingers pushed into her until she was knuckle-deep, curling her fingers downward to touch y/n’s g-spot.

"Fuck," y/n breathed, pushing her face into the mattress and pushing her hips towards Gracie’s hand. Gracie groaned in delight at the sight of y/n, pumping her fingers into her pussy at a tantalizingly slow rate. Y/n ground her thighs together, desperate to feel more of Gracie.

"God, you're such a good girl," Gracie commented, her eyes catching the stains of red on y/n’s skin from where Gracie had spanked her. Y/n’s slick was coating Gracie’s knuckles at this point, and she couldn't dare keep herself from her any longer.

Moving y/n off her lap, Gracie stood up and bent her over the bed so that her upper body was flat against the mattress, y/n’s legs dangling over the side of the tall bed. Almost as soon as she felt Gracie bend her over, y/n felt Gracie spread her and shove herself inside y/n, her large cock stretching y/n’s hole. One hand held y/n’s hip while the other grabbed the back of y/n’s neck and pushed her firmly into the bed, hinging her body perfectly in Gracie’s hold so that y/n’s ass was arched to her.

Y/n moaned out as she felt Gracie fill her pussy up until her hips were flush against y/n’s. As expensive as her pants were, Gracie didn't mind it when y/n’s wetness rubbed off on the crotch of the fabric. In fact, it made her give a breathy, "Fuck," as she started to pound into y/n, not giving her enough time to adjust to her size.

"Gracie!" Y/n exclaimed, her voice muffled between the bed and her sprawled hair. Gracie’s thrusts shook y/n’s entire body, causing small rhythmic grunts to come from her throat.

"I've been waiting to fuck you all day," Gracie growled, the button of her blazer having come open sometime during her wrestle with y/n, the blazer opening to reveal the valley of her breasts and her abdomen.

The back of y/n’s neck was being bruised by Gracie’s hand, and so was y/n’s hip, but she was brainless as Gracie jackhammered into her, managing to hit y/n’s g-spot every single time, the sound of flesh slapping filling the room. Gracie’s strap rubbing her clit with every movement, Gracie’s mouth fell open in pleasure, her eyebrows creasing as she leaned her head back.

Y/n could feel the tingles of an orgasm approaching inside her, and when she heard Gracie’s moans coincide with her own, it sent y/n right over the edge. Y/n squeezed her eyes shut and moaned into the mattress, feeling Gracie press her down even harder, leaning forward to burrow her face against y/n’s back as she came, her hips slowing into smaller thrusts that helped the both of them to ride their orgasms out.

Gracie panted hard against y/n’s back, her weight keeping y/n pinned against the mattress. Gracie’s hand finally released the back of y/n’s neck which now ached, moving to hold her by the waist.

"Fuck." Gracie breathed as she finally moved off y/n, slowly pulling out as she rolled over, staring up at her dazedly. Gracie smirked at her, enjoying the sight of y/n having been fucked brainless. Biting her tongue, Gracie leaned down between y/n’s legs and kissed her softly, pulling away to whisper, "I knew you'd love this outfit."

[airaibunny]

hello everyone,

as many of you have noticed, i have not been active during the past few weeks/months. at first, i kept telling myself that i just needed some time for the school semester to get up and running so that i could go back to writing, but i realized that i was dreading things settling down enough for that. don't get me wrong, i appreciate and will forever be grateful for all the love and support that you guys have given me, but i just don't find joy in writing anymore.

i have been battling with this feeling since i put out the first story on my tcubunny account, but i pushed through for a few more stories. those last few posts were very low quality and had absolutely no care put into them, you guys do not deserve that in the slightest. i would rather leave this entire account alone while it's still in pretty good shape, rather than continue putting out bad fics and let it all derail.

i have to admit, this is also partly due to the fact that i do not find the same pleasure in kpop that i previously used to. this community has been a source of comfort for me for a very long time and i've loved every second of it, but lately, i have not been as involved and i've kind of let go of all of it. i still enjoy the music, but i don't think i care about the kpop world as much anymore.

all of this to say that i cannot in good conscience keep this up. this decision hurts a lot because i know i'm losing an amazing group of people and i'm disappointing many of you, but i can't put my mental health on the line anymore nor can i make you guys stick around for bad writing.

i love you all and appreciate you infinitely,

leny 🩷

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[airaibunny]

hi! can i request xiaojun with 11, 50 and 59??? i really like your writing 🥺

i don't write bg, genuinely what about my profile gives off bg vibes?

[airaibunny]

oh boy im gonna bust

hiiii

Can I request some Taylor Swift x reader strap-on action?? <3

Point; Taylor Swift/Fem!Reader

Content: 2nd POV. Former lovers, slight angst, jealousy, infidelity, teasing, brief oral sex, tribing, strap-on sex.

If there was one thing Taylor wanted most it was to look like she wasn't bothered by whoever was on your arm tonight.

You two agreed that having mutual friends wouldn't be a problem at all, that you are both "mature" and can "handle" being around each other after your almost-relationship fell apart. Taylor walked around as if nothing about what was happening could phase her, but she was lying to herself. She would look at your post and watch your instagram stories over and over again, looking to catch a glimpse of an unfamiliar silhouette. The healthier thing to do would be to not go looking at all, but she did. She looked and every time she saw something she didn't like she felt a weird thump in her chest. She carried around that jealousy for days and eventually forgot about it; until it was time for her to hurt herself again.

To be her and this pathetic was embarrassing. It makes her feel low and when she's in a low place she acts out. She had raised her skirt to be a few inches shorter and pulled down her top. There wasn't any guarantee that you were going to budge or want her back. She was the one who had ended things, so you were well within your rights to do what you want, but she was in one of those moods where she wanted fuck everything up.

She had been eyeing you and whoever that is with you all night until she walked away leaving you alone by yourself. Taylor was bold to walk across that room and place herself right in front of you. You had no choice but to accept her presence, after all you two had agreed that you can be around each other without any problems

"Y/n! Hey!"

Taylor gets close as if the music is too loud for you to hear. You looked surprised to see her, which she liked because it means she has the upperhand.

"Hey, Tay! I didn't know you were coming. Syd didn't tell me you were coming."

Tay

A nickname many people called her, but it sounded so different coming from your mouth. The single syllable always came out of your mouth so soft and sweet and reminded her of moments when you two were alone, together.

"You know I always come to anything Sydney throws." Not exactly the truth, but you weren't going to challenge her on it which is exactly why she said it.

Taylor thought about playing nice and coy tonight, but she got straight to the point.

"So, who did you come with tonight?"

Your eyes go wide and you try to stumble through getting a sentence out. You were allowed to do what you want, but you feel like you've been caught.

"What do you mean?"

"Oh, c'mon. I'm not dumb Y/n. I saw that girl you were with. Is she your girlfriend?"

You look away unable to answer because she got you. You didn't know how to answer. You were just seeing that girl in the same way you were just seeing Taylor before her, but admittedly it wasn't the same. Everything was so fun with Taylor, electrifying, and you feared that you would be searching for that with everyone you tried to date after her.

"Is that why you watch my stories? To see who I'm with?"

"Well, is she the shadow I see?"

Taylor always had the upper hand whether it be her getting the last word or making your heart beat uncontrollably. No matter how hard you tried to move on, you wanted her so bad. You two wanted things to work out but there was an underlying feeling that you two specific people would never be able to work in the way you want it to. But sex didn't require further thought on the status of one's relationship.

"Taylor. Are you really going to do this to me?"

The look in your eyes, the sound of your voice; she's got you. She keeps the shit eating grin off of her face, but she's beaming on the inside when you silently agree to ditch her date and go back to Taylor's place that was blocks away.

'You always know how to get someone into trouble while keeping your hands clean.'

You had told her that just a few weeks after knowing her. On your second day of meeting each other you were pinned to a wall with her hands down your pants. She rubbed you in the most magical way and made you cum in record time. You were embarrassed sometimes by how bad you wanted her; it offsets her embarrassing tactics to get her way.

What you missed most about Taylor was how she kissed you. She grabs your head in the most possessive way as if you would dare move away from her. She always kissed you hurriedly like you would you disappear within seconds. You found the overwhelming desperation to be endearing somehow. Her name and status left you a little enamored with her, but seeing her stripped down into her rawest form, a ball of need and desire, made you see right through her. It seemed like she needed this more than you, something that you enjoyed even though it would be a little wrong to admit out loud.

"I missed the way you taste," Taylor moans between kisses. She meant more than just the way your lips taste. She wanted to kiss and lick your skin, and to taste the sweetness between your legs. She was dominant when she got like this and you let her takeover pleasuring your body.

Taylor peppered your neck with kisses before grazing the skin with her teeth. You inhale sharply and suck your stomach in. You don't exhale until she pulls your top down to reveal your tits. 'Of course' she thinks to herself; you weren't wearing a bra tonight. The idea of you anticipating running into her excited her. She needed you to want her just as much as she wanted you.

"I want to make you cum so bad," she confesses. You spread your legs without even thinking, wanting the same thing as her.

She sucks one nipple for a few seconds before licking the skin between your tits. You bite your lip and moan in pleasure. You feel your body sinking into the softness of her bed as she moves lower. She loves that you wore a short dress that gives her better access. She pushes it up to reveal your black, lacy panties. She can vaguely see your pussy through the material, but she knows that you're wet.

She kisses your pussy through your panties just to be able to watch you lose your mind. You moan loudly for her. The moans get breathier each time she kisses your clit. She licks you once and you can feel her saliva come through the material. Each kiss makes you shake, but what feels the most intimate is when she kisses your inner thigh. She knows just how sensitive your skin gets when you're this turned on. You shiver under her touch. She tweaks your nipple with one hand and rubs her hand up and down your stomach while teasing your pussy.

All she wanted was a little taste, but her hunger was growing. She pushed the fabric to the side and licked your bare cunt.

"Such a pretty pussy," she coos into you.

You throw your head back and cry out for her.

"Fuck Taylor...fuck, fuck, fuck."

Your cries sound better than any melody she could compose, paired with how sweet your pussy taste. She was obsessed, and she doesn't know how she could've ever let this go -- let you go.

'Just a little taste...just a taste'

She has to remind herself of her own pleasuring rumbling inside of her, the pleasure she craved that made her bold enough to ask you to leave your date at the event. Taylor has spent her days just enjoying herself between her legs, proving herself to be an unselfish lover. Today she wouldn't be selfish, but she feels too feral to take her time.

Her skirt comes up to reveal her bare pussy. You wore no bra, she wore no panties, you two were like the last two pieces to complete a puzzle.

You can't help but nearly jump into her arms after you sit up. You wrap your arms around her neck and kiss her. Once again, she grabs your head and kisses you back with intense passion. Her tongue slides into your mouth as she holds you tightly against her body with her arm. One hand comes running down your side and to your ass. She grabs your soft flesh before she pulls at your panties to get them off. The feeling of soft lips crashing against each other and caressing touches made you explode, but your pussy missed her touch. You absentmindedly humped the air but that wasn't satisfying enough.

Taylor knows you well enough to be able to sense your hunger. She pushes you back down onto the bed, your tits jiggle as you fall back. She straddles you, slowly lowering her wet pussy onto you. Feeling the mix of your juices makes you melt and moan. She grabs onto your leg for leverage and begins to hump your pussy. She kisses the tense muscles in your calf before she begins to moan herself.

"Fuck your pussy feels so good!" She cries out.

Taylor began to move her hips so fast that the sound of your skin slapping together sounded like all the times one of you have fucked each other from behind with a strap-on. You could feel the mess created by the two of you seeping on to your thighs. You loved how messy and sticky you two got when you rubbed your pussies together. You were hooked on the rhythm she set; steady, but not too slow.

She loved watching you beneath her. The sight of your tits moving with each thrust and how you threw your head back in pleasure. Your pleasure was at her mercy and she loved it. Your tits moved faster and your body jerked when she picked up the speed. Taylor could feel the pleasure deep in her stomach and it was ready to make its appearance. She was moaning almost as loud as you are.

"Fuck...you're going to make me cum!"

"Taylor!"

Every cry that was plucked from your throat made her weaker and weaker for you. Your eyes were shut tight and your head moved from side to side in the throes of pleasure. You looked so beautiful, and she loved watching you. It made her cum hard against your sweet pussy. Every inch of you turned her on so much.

You feel her gush against your sex and a few seconds later her contagious pleasure makes you cum too. Your fingers dig into the skin on her hips ensuring that you will leave a mark there. Taylor wasn't the only one obsessed because the rush of endorphins almost made 'I love you' slip past her lips. You had enough sense not to let lust cloud your judgment and you just moaned her name instead.

"I can't get enough of you," she whispers against your skin. You can see it in her eyes and feel it in her touch that she's not done.

"I wanna fuck you Taylor."

"You just did," she laughs breathlessly.

"No, I want to fuck you."

She now understands what you are insinuating.

"I want to fuck you, Y/n."

Taylor missed the way you reacted when she filled you inch by inch. She'd slowly watch your brain melt into a puddle as the stretch set little fires off inside of you. And the sounds of your body meeting together in desire always filled the room. You two got a little taste of it early when you rubbed pussies.

You mull over which you would enjoy more, fucking her or her fucking you? Your orgasm was so good, but left you wanting more. You see the look in Taylor's eyes you and know she's going to be adamant about wanting to fuck you, so you let her. She uses the strap you always loved and lines it up with your sopping entrance. You hold your breath as you watch her slide in. It's been so long since you've been split open like this, you could cry tears of joy.

"Oh god...don't stop!" You're already whining for her and she's barely gotten started.

"What happened to your manners?"

She pushes into you painfully slow until the tip hits the soft, spongy sweet spot inside of you. She pulls out just as slowly too, teasing you to death.

"Please! Please, Taylor, I need you so bad!"

You couldn't even hold an ounce of shame in your body if you tried to. It felt way too good. And you let her know that by moaning loudly with each thrust she was kind enough to give you. Taylor couldn't stay at that slow pace forever, she was desperate to fuck you open. She began to pound into you, her strap bullying your poor pussy every time. Feeling you cling to her was better than anything else in the world. You needed her to keep filling you up so bad and she wouldn't dare stop until you were cumming all over her strap.

"You missed this, didn't you?"

You turn your head to the side to avoid her gaze. You couldn't speak, but your moaning spoke for you. Of course you missed this. You had a chemistry with Taylor that felt rare to find. The girl you've been seeing for the last few weeks...she was kind, but she wasn't Taylor -- she wasn't what you needed.

Taylor played with your tits while fucking you. They moved in an almost hypnotic way that she couldn't take her eyes off of them. She loved how they would harden instantly in her mouth whenever she sucked on them. She loved how wet she could make you just from caressing them.

"I'm gonna cum!"

Taylor thinks to herself, 'already?'

You had came not even more than 10 minutes ago, but your pussy was so sensitive that it couldn't withstand much more. Your walls tightened around her strap, and one more poke at your g-spot and you were cumming all around the rubber toy. You mewled and arched your back like into the air. Your body went stiff as you somehow came harder than before. Pure waves of pleasure washed over you and cleared away all of your reservations about Taylor and where you two stand. When you came down from your high, your mind was spotless.

The two of you were often able to multiple last rounds with each other, but tonight felt different. You just wanted to lay there with her, limbs tangled together, and she wanted the same thing. The stillness of her bedroom brought her closer to sleep. Until you speak up.

"No."

"No, what?"

"She isn't my girlfriend."

Despite physically having you for the night, the answer to her question satisfied Taylor more than anything.

[airaibunny]

read this as "reblog if you're a fruit eating a whore" and i was a little aghast

tumblr flagged a post of a girl eating berries so fruit is for whores now reblog if youre a fruit eating whore

[airaibunny]

Hii leny!! Can I have the serv link

[airaibunny]

love when people say all taylor's songs sound the same, and then you give them a few examples of how they literally don't, and they say "no i mean lyrically" and then you give them a few more examples of songs with completely different lyrical themes and they're like "you're missing the point/you're taking this out of context" my brother in christ what IS the point??? what is the context??

[airaibunny]

Heyyy!! I just wanted to say that ur discord link is expired and I rlly wanted to join! Pls fix this

dm me for it

[airaibunny]

it still doesnt work am i going insane 😭

ahhh try this one https://discord.gg/TYJMYkrU

[airaibunny]

this is a trope i never thought id see

im so in love w my dentist holy crap shes just so bubbly and sweet and i have not been feeling 100% lately and i hate going to the dentist but she made my week simply by existing bcs omg people like her exist (shes married)

[airaibunny]

so the link?

i updated it!

[airaibunny]

do yall still have the discord server bc the link is expired

oh yeah😭

[airaibunny]

my pants got tighter (i have a coin slot)

Underwater

(Mina x Reader)

Word Count: 3.9k

SMUT

Summary: Mina is trying to make you horny all day, it works and end up secretly sneaking off to have sex.

TW: this is in a semi-public setting, teasing, fingering, pool sex. It’s a quickie~

A/N: this is not my favorite thing I’ve ever written but it felt like a waste to not post it. Thanks to everyone who encouraged me to push through this, lord knows I was struggling on this one lmaooo

Also, in all the chaos of the past few weeks, I had my blogs 4 month anniversary and hit 500 followers! 🥺🖤 I appreciate everyone’s support and kind words, it truly means the world!

Love yall🖤 stay hydrated! Asks and DMs always open 🖤

“God, it’s so hot outside!” your passenger princess sighs as you opened the door to the black sedan that had been baking in the sun for the first half of the day.

“Yeah, Jeongyeon really picked a great day to have a housewarming pool party.” Agreeing with Mina before walking around the car and getting in the drivers seat. Leaving the door open before you turn the car on, you roll the windows down and blast the A/C to remove the hot air and create some form of comfort.

“At least we get to swim today! It’ll be a nice way to cool off.” mentioned before closing your door and letting the car fill with cooler air.

Putting the car in reverse, you start your journey to Jeongyeon’s new house that was approximately 15 minutes away from the home you and Mina shared.

The house was *technically* Mina’s but you spent so much time there that she asked you to move in around the 1 year mark of dating.

Everything was such a whirlwind that it felt like you were always supposed to end up with her, living in that house and having the love you always dreamed of.

Mina grabs your hand once the car cools off a little more. She fidgets with your fingers while your intertwined hands lay on her thigh. Her shorts way shorter than normal, the contact with her warm skin makes your body relax.

She’s absolutely stunning as always, her half naked next to you has you sweating, sun beaming down onto you only adds to the warmth developing in your chest.

Swallowing hard to try and ignore the sensation of lust creep its way through you, gripping the steering wheel with your left hand, you try to focus on the asphalt continuing and the GPS telling you to make a right turn at the next light.

Mina is very aware of the effect she has on you. Always teasing you when she’s showing a little more skin in the subtlest way possible, looking at you just a little bit longer than usual, walking a little too close so your hand brushes her thighs or ass, and the biggest example was her sitting in the passenger seat, not bothering to wear a shirt over her bikini top today.

Always “innocently” and gracefully done, it made your heart race for her to be in such close proximity.

Occasionally, she would pull out the “big guns.” Sitting on your lap. It sounds innocent enough, but when you’re in a group of people and Mina has your thigh between her legs…it’s a little distracting.

Especially when she intentionally “shifted” in her seat so you could feel how wet she was. She was a wolf in sheep’s clothing, intentionally pushing you every moment she could to get you worked up in a place she knew you wouldn’t be able to react.

All you could ever do was stare at her, fixated on her casually carrying a conversation with who ever she was speaking to, lost in every glimmer that sparked through every blink and smile displayed on her face.

Even thinking about this pulls a grin to your mouth, lust and love tugging on the edges of your lips creating a smirk that was all too telling.

It didn’t go unnoticed.

“Why are you smiling like that?” giggled from the passenger seat, hands still woven in yours as you pull into Jeongyeon’s driveway.

“Oh, no reason!”

Caught reminiscing.

“No reason?” Her finger finds its way under your chin and turns your head towards her.

She has the look. The look she gives you when it’s time to go home, the look she gives you on a lazy afternoon before straddling you on the couch. The look that could melt any human to a puddle in moments.

The look, head tilted down, almost glaring at you through her eye lashes and a corners of her mouth pulled up ever so slightly; you’d have to know it well to even notice it.

“Mina…”

“Y/n…” she mocks you with a cheeky grin and sarcastic tone, knowing exactly the thoughts you wanted to keep tucked away in your brain for later tonight.

“It’s okay, baby. I already know…” leaning in sensually to kiss your jaw a few times only to whisper the phrase:

“I just want to hear you say it.”

Your body, in its entirety, halts abruptly. The breath in your lungs expands every second held to the point of being painful, desire pulsating through your veins before you finally exhale the scalding hunger growing within you.

She chuckles at the way you can’t resist her touch, disintegrating in the palm of her hand with the simplest of gestures. Encouraging her to keep pushing, like she always did.

“If you don’t say it now, I’ll make you say it later.” Faintly in your ear, her teeth graze across your lobe, tugging gently only to spark more want within you.

The heat of the moment wrapping you in a thick blanket of yearning as you watch her face you, eyes tracing your features diligently.

Faces getting so close that your noses are brushing against each other. The only sound heard is the air blasting in the car and the intense pounding of your heart felt through every single fiber of your being.

Inching closer to her with each passing moment, you feel her breath on your lips. The ache for her was too great and you were about to be its victim.

Nudging your chin up, your lips meet in the sweetest way, matching perfectly together. The softness of her mouth on yours only fueled everything you were already feeling, amplifying the tension and causing you to completely submit to needing her.

Hand finding its way to the back of her neck, guiding her to turn her head slightly so you can deepen the kiss even further.

Mina whimpers in your mouth, enjoying the enthusiasm you’re displaying

Tongues now coming into play, her hands start to wander around your thighs, tracing light patterns up and down. Every single time her fingers ghost up, your breath hitches and your body tenses only to unclench upon her descension down your thigh.

Higher and higher every time her fingers trail, until she brushes over the zipper of your shorts. Tension thickening immediately at the sensation of her touch so close to you that it snapped you back into the reality of where you were and what would happen if you kept going.

“We have to…” a needy kiss to shut you up.

“Go inside” huffing at the statement with your lips still connected, you break free of the trance she’s put on you.

Resting your forehead against hers, both of you panting from the make out session, barely a half inch apart when she takes your bottom lip between her teeth and pulls it gently, letting it release from her grip before smirking in satisfaction.

“Okay, let’s go baby.” she winks and opens her car door and walks to the front of the newly purchased house.

Blankly staring at her while she does this, you can see the entertained demeanor on her face. Feeling the slick, that she was responsible for, lubricate as you get out of the car and walk towards the front door.

Meeting Mina there, you can only glare at her momentarily before she leans in and kisses your cheek. Grabbing your hand before softly knocking on the big wooden double doors. Squeezing your hand a few times for good measure, she looks over at you, watching as you try to compose yourself.

“I meant what I said about later, baby. You won’t be on top tonight.” lowly echoed against the walls of the exterior of the house surrounding you.

Right when you’re about to respond, the door flies open and you’re greeted with Jeongyeon smiling widely and the other girls screaming in the background.

“Welcome! I’m so glad you both are here!” Jeongyeon steps out of the way to let you both into her new home.

—

After touring the lavish mansion that Jeongyeon had just purchase, you make your way to the patio to see the pool and where you’d spend the majority of your time today.

Part of the porch is covered by the roof, there’s a stand alone bar against the wall, a few lounge chairs, a table with snacks set up, and a rack full of fresh towels for everyone to use.

The pool is massive, expanding way bigger than you had pictured when she told you about it, with what you assume to be an artificial rock water fall from the Jacuzzi at the top. There’s a covered portion of the pool underneath the waterfall that creates a little grotto with natural light shining in from the other side, allowing the pool to connect back to itself.

Jeongyeon is talking about how long it took for them to install the jacuzzi and the rock formation when you feel a hand trailing up the back of your thigh, up and over your ass, and to the small of your back. Gentle scratches start to trail up and down your back, causing you to shiver slightly.

Whipping your head around to scowl at Mina, she smirks and winks back at you, seductively.

Oh, so she’s doing this on purpose and she’s not going to let this go.

Great.

—

Everyone is getting ready to jump in the pool, Jihyo and Jeongyeon run and jump in. They start arguing about who had the biggest splash when Nayeon busts out the biggest bottle of Soju you’ve ever seen.

Passing around cups of it and cheers-ing in celebration to the accomplishment of purchasing a new home.

Conversation happening all around you, congratulating on the new home and speaking about random topics. Mina seems to be a little clingy today but has stopped trying to make you horny in front of everyone, thank god.

A few rounds deep and everyone makes their way to the pool. Jihyo and Jeongyeon get out to knock back a few drinks before jumping right back in.

Everyone eases their way into the cool water, sighing in relief as they submerge themselves, successfully escaping the heat of the day.

Mina stays close to you, practically hanging on your side with her arms around your neck and legs wrapped around your waist.

You are very present in the conversation being had in front of you, Momo and Dahyun are arguing about if being in a pool counts as a shower when Mina leans in and bites your neck lightly, causing a gasp to erupt from you and catch everyone’s attention.

“Y/n…are you okay?” Momo’s brows furrowed as she quizzically inquires about your wellbeing following the sound.

“Oh…uhm…yes, I’m fine. Just got a chill out of no where.” Trying to sound confident in your response, Mina is just smirking next to you.

“Oh…alright!…Dubu, this is just a giant bath!” Momo turns her attention back to Dahyun and Mina chuckles in your ear low enough for it to only register to you.

“You’re so cute when you’re flustered. Wouldn’t it be a shame if I just kept making you gasp like that?”

“Can’t you wait until we are back home, baby?” Halfway begging, halfway asking for her to put it off until you could do something about it.

“Why?” her finger traces your jaw line, before gracefully sliding down the to where her teeth just sank into.

“Tempted by me?” you can feel the heat between her legs as she outlines your collarbones.

“Seems like I’m not the only one getting joy out of this, no?” Sternness in your voice causes her to tighten her grip on you.

Mina turns bright red at the acknowledgment of her desires. She’s easy to tease too and usually folds immediately.

Watching as she tries to shift the attention away from her, she jumps back into the conversation with Momo and Dahyun.

Sighing with relief when you see this, you continue listening to the silly argument.

“Momo…be serious, there’s not even any soap!” Dubu is yelling at this point, frustrated with Momo’s pool bath agenda.

“But the chemicals should be enough, no?” Momo is rolling her eyes and refusing to admit Dahyun is right.

Jihyo and Jeongyeon are cackling at the conversation, Sana went inside to get some ice, Chaeyoung and Tzuyu are sitting on the steps having an entirely different conversation and Nayeon is babysitting that bottle of Soju, drinking every time Dubu throws her hands up in frustration.

“Baby, I don’t want to wait until we get home.” Mina catches you very off guard when she uses your neck as leverage to hoist herself up and grind down on your hip.

Eye widening when you realize what is happening, you turn to face her and make eye contact when she does it again.

“What are you doing?” confusion sets on your brow, knowing that this was a little bolder than she would ever be in front of anyone but you.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” grinding down again a little harder, this time letting out a small whine, muffling it leaning into your neck.

“Baby, we can’t do this here in front of everyone! What if they notice?” hushed concern braided in your voice.

“Everyone is distracted and it’s not like you’re going to do anything about it anyway.” grinding down again.

“I need you” the hand that wasn’t holding her on you slides down to your lower stomach, tracing where your swimsuit bottoms started and slowly getting lower with each pass.

Leaning into kiss you, she bites your lip again but a little harder. The look has resurfaced in her eyes even stronger than before, giving you the confirmation that she wasn’t going to stop until she got what she wanted.

You.

It wasn’t that you didn’t want to, it was just very unlike her to make such a bold move in front of all of her friends.

Sure, she liked to tease you, but something was very different about this. She was actually pleasuring herself on you and not just poking fun at how flustered you get.

“Did you work yourself up this much? Did your plan backfire against you?” Taunting her about her actions.

All she can do is nod her head. You watch as she swallows, Mina loves when you take that tone with her, enjoying the playful way you bullied her.

The heated conversation smolders into a raging fire. You take the opportunity to look around, noticing everyone distracted in their own conversations.

No one would notice if you snuck away, right?

Steadily tip toeing away from the girls, you bring Mina under the waterfall into the grotto for a little more privacy. The splashing of the waterfall echoes throughout the alcove, hiding you behind the continuous splattering of the water against itself.

“Seems like you might not be able to wait for tonight and who am I to say no to you, princess?” Pulling her off of you and twirling her around in the chest high water to press her back up against the side of the pool.

Gasping at the unexpected restraint you placed on her, she’s pinned by your body and can’t move much at all.

Reaching up to her jaw, you make sure she’s looking right into your eyes when you slide your other hand down the bottoms of her bikini.

“I won’t be topping tonight, huh? ” grazing a finger over her clit, watching her flinch at the sudden gain of direct touch from you.

“I think maybe you should re-think your word choice next time, don’t you?” a tinge of condescension rolls off your tongue.

Shuttering at your words and touch, she gave you *that* look again, consenting to what she knew you were about to do.

Unable to help yourself, you ravenously kiss her. No time for soft and gentle when she was needing you this way, this boldly.

Even if you did enjoy the game of cat and mouse, you were just as hungry for her as she was for you, and you’d do anything to make sure she got what she wanted.

Feeling her losing her senses, she starts pulling on you. Holding you as close to her as possible, her nails dig into your back as she forces herself to try and keep quiet while you’re circling her clit with the pad of your fingers.

Skin to skin contact adding even more eroticism, along with the fear of being caught. Mina is trying so hard to keep quiet, the sound muted by a clenched jaw.

“M-more” breathed into your ear as the moment intensifies.

“No.” Stoicism hides the burning in the pit of your stomach, built on the tension between the two of you and the way she was starting to fall apart for you.

“W-Why? Baby, *oh…fuuuuck, Please*?” Trying hard to mute the gasps and moans that are attempting to interrupt her question.

“Begging? You’re begging?!” a rare sight of Mina begging unprovoked, she usually only begged when she was completely lost in the moment or told to do so.

“Please, I’ll do a-anything, *shit please*, just m-more” bucking her hips into your hand to trying to give herself the pleasure she wanted.

Stopping your movements for a moment, you watch her writhe. Pushing her hips up into your fingers, using them to gain euphoria against you.

Giving her a moment to struggle to keep the pace you had together before lifting her up so she could lock her legs around your waste again.

Push her top down and expose her tits, fabric being in the way. She arches her back impatiently trying to temp you into giving her exactly what she asked for.

More.

Taking your hand out of her bottoms, she whines. Almost throwing a tantrum at the removal of your touch.

Your hand goes to tease her, thumbs tracing lines where her leg and core meet. Mina is squirming, trying to get your hands to slip and touch her.

Sneaking her bottoms to the side, your thumb on her clit and you begin building her up again.

Kissing her chest teasingly, you traces your lips around with small, soft love bites and licks languidly placed around her chest. You take one of her nipples into your mouth and swirl your tongue around it gently, making sure to flick it w few times knowing she would melt around you further.

“Oh, fuck” her hand coming up around your neck and entwines in your hair, giving no room for you to move. She needs you as close as possible.

You take this moment of her being distracted by your mouth to slip a finger inside, pressing it up against her gspot and letting her hip thrusting rub her clit on the palm of your hand.

“That’s right, baby. You want it so bad, don’t you?” murmured into her chest.

Eyes shifting up to see her nodding her head, grip tightening on your hair. You can feel how the slick slides inside of her, she’s leaking for you. Slipping in and out of her with ease.

“Work for it then” switching over to her other nipple and wrapping your other arm around the small of her back.

“F-feels s-so g-good, *pleaseeeee*, oh fuck” Mina is trying to so hard to keep the sounds she has to herself, but fails when you add another finger to her. Using her movements to amplify the bliss already had.

Her grip around you tightens, brows furrow, and you feel her clench around your fingers. The sight of her like this makes you absolutely unruly, ready to give her anything to make her feel the euphoria she was chasing after.

“I’m gonna cum” hushed through gritted teeth, trying to keep her moans in.

Not yet, baby. Just wait a little longer for me.” Pumping your fingers even faster into her.

She’s trying to keep some sense of composure, watching her trying to regulate her breathing, you can feel her body twitching underneath you.

The war between her body and mind is an interesting one to watch. Her body is ready to release the tension you’ve built but her mind is fighting to keep herself contained and together.

“Baby, please…I can’t h-hold it much l-longer, fuck oh my god!”

“Keep quiet or you won’t get to cum at all” hissed back at her, still working her clit and returning to biting into her chest.

She whimpers, falling into a subspace. Her grip and her face tell you everything you need to know. If you push her any farther, this was going to be more than a 5 minute get away and everyone was going to learn about what you and Mina do behind closed doors.

“Cum for me, princess.”

Mina’s body tenses, mouth open, jaw slacked, eyes closed, breathing heavy and shaking in your arms. Letting her ride her orgasm out, you just kiss her chest and patiently wait for her hips to stop sputtering.

Resting her head on yours, her arms never unwrapping from around your neck, she tried to catch her breath after something so wildly out of character for her.

“Thank you” huffed out, breath finally going back to a sense of normal.

“I never really expected you to want to do something like this so…publicly…especially with the girls around.” looking over to see them still having their silly argument.

Mina unwraps her legs from you, feet now touching the bottom of the pool and fixes her top. Unable to help yourself, you just watch her try to wipe the look of sex off her face, fixing her hair and adjusting her swimsuit.

Reaching your hand up to cup her face, she looks at you a little surprise when you lean in and lay a few pecks on her lips.

“I love you even if you like to get freaky in public.” teasingly said with a beaming smile.

The shocked look on her face was worth the comment alone, she was completely taken aback by it. She jumps up and tackles you, sending you both into the water. Coming up and both belly laughing too much to not draw attention to yourselves now.

“What are you guys doing in there?” Jihyo yells from the steps of the pool, definitely a little drunk.

You look at each other and share a giggle before you usher her to jump on your back, and piggy back her to the rest of the group.

“I meant what I said.” Mina says shyly to you before you reach the girls.

“What do you mean?” Confused on what she meant.

“You’re not topping tonight.”

[airaibunny]

leny the people want more prompts

hear me out: i would love to, but that's gonna take a little bit buddies😞

[airaibunny]

so we really went from “dear reader, will you still want me when i’m nothing new?” to “loves me like i’m brand new, and now i’m covered in you”… oh i need to be sedated

[airaibunny]

sure go ahead and cooke bestie, just don't burn down this kitchen pls

hey, what does this mean buddy hello?🤗