pinkcelestialstar

[pinkcelestialstar]

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Imagine Bada pushing you roughly against the wall as she towers over you, holds you by the throat as she tilts your head up, and kisses you roughly, biting your lower lip as she pushes her tongue inside your mouth. Your tongues swirl together, her pulling one of your legs around her waist as her nails dig into your thigh. That deep, sensual kiss had leaving you breathless. The scent of her perfume mingled with the faint taste of whiskey on her breath lingered tantalizingly. A string of saliva still connects your lips to hers, her pulling your head back by your hair to make you look at her properly. Her eyes were dark. And you know, it is going to be a long night.

The rest of the night goes by in the dimly lit room, which is filled with the heavy scent of vanilla candles, barely masking the musk of your intertwined bodies. The sound of your heavy breathing echoed through the silence, punctuated only by the creaking of the old wooden bed under your shifting weight and skin-slapping sounds with your occasional whimpers and her groans.

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Oh will it be to be her girlfriend T-T.....I need her to put me in my place so bad (I'm sobbing)

[pinkcelestialstar]

⋆˚࿔ From seduction to submission 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

Again, I gave birth to this story during one of my daydreaming sessions...

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Warnings: smut with no plot. Name-calling. Reader seducing Bada. 69. Pussy slapping.

Top! Bada × Bottom! Reader

"You were flirting!!" You accuse her. "No, I was not! She's just a new student and I was teaching her-" she tries to explain, "She was clearly hitting on you." You both were currently in your shared apartment quarreling over some girl you thought Bada was flirting with.

She runs her fingers through her hair, frustrated, "I told you, she's just a student! Why are you so jealous for no reason?" Her voice raises slightly. "What am I supposed to do? Kick her out of class cause you're insecure?"

You just roll your eyes.

Seeing your eyes roll, she gets even more agitated. "You know what? Fine! You wanna be like this? Act all mysterious and jealous without any actual reason? She pauses dramatically "Maybe I should spend more time with her then!" She crosses her arms "Maybe I should-"

You tackle her on the couch. "Don't you dare, Bada fucking Lee"

Surprised, she tries to push you off but ends up getting pinned down on the couch "Hey! Let me go!" She squirms under you "This isn't funny anymore, stop it!" She looks up at you with a pouty face.

You lean down and bite her cheek, making a mark.

She winces and her eyes widen, "heyyyy!!! What was that forrrr???"

You lick the bite on her cheek as if to soothe it.

She closes her eyes and sighs, feeling a warmth spread across her cheek from your tongue "Damn it, why do you always have to mark me?" She opens her eyes and looks at you, her expression softening slightly.

"Gotta show everyone what's mine" you start sucking hickeys on her neck

She blushed deeply, trying to push you away as you both still had the argument pending; she couldn't help but feel the warmth spreading through her chest. "Stop it, we're in the middle of an argument!" Whispers, her voice trembling slightly.

"mmm hmm, yes, we are. and you're losing" you remove the top buttons of your top showing your cleavage.

She looks down at your chest, her eyes widening as her eyes were fixed on your cleavage as if she was being hypnotized, "Shut up...you're just trying to distract me..." Trails off, her gaze stuck on your cleavage as she bites her lip, "But it's working..."

"Good girl," you say as you lean down and suck more little marks on her neck, jaw, and face.

She tilts her head back, surrendering to your kisses as a shaky laugh escapes her lips. "God, you're such a brat..." she mumbles softly, her fingers curling into the fabric of your top. "Using your damn cleavage to win an argument..."

"I use it because I know how freaky and a horny ass you are"

She blushes furiously again, trying to deny it but failing miserably as she swallows hard, her eyes locked on your chest, "Shut up, I am not a 'horny ass'..." She whispers, her voice barely concealing her embarrassment and growing desire.

"You're not?" You pull your top off, showing your cleavage in your bra.

Her eyes widen in shock and desire as she takes in the sight of your bra cladded chest "F-fuck...you're really doing this right now?" She swallows hard, her gaze glued to your cleavage as she licks her dry lips "In the middle of an argument?"

"Yup, now be a good girl and tell me, what will you do the next time a girl hits on you?"

"Damn it..." Her cheeks flush deeply as she realizes what you're trying to do. She swallows hard and answers softly, "I'll tell her I have a girlfriend..." Her eyes flicker down to your chest again.

"That's my good girl. And will you argue with your girlfriend defending someone else and calling your girlfriend jealous?"

She pauses thoughtfully. She knows she's falling for your trap. She swallows again, her eyes flickering to your cleavage once more before she answers softly, "No..." She realizes that you're making her prove your point.

"That's a very good girl~" you push the strap of your bra, from one side off your shoulder "Now who's at fault, you not telling that girl you have a girlfriend when she was hitting on you or your girlfriend getting mad after she saw you smiling and flirting back?"

Her breathing hitches as she sees your shoulder, now the strap down, revealing more of your cleavage. She swallows hard, trying to focus on the question. "Me, it was my fault, because I didn't tell her I have a girlfriend..."

You smile wide knowing she's under your spell "good girl~ you seem to catch everything so easily" you pet her head.

She melts a bit under your touch, her heart racing. She nuzzles into your hand briefly before pulling back slightly, still trying to maintain some semblance of a serious expression. "Stop trying to distract me with your cleavage and head pats..."

"Can't help if my giantess of a girlfriend is distractable with just a little cleavage..." you shrug.

She was flustered, trying to ignore the fact that she was indeed quite distracted by the amount of cleavage you were showing. "Shut up, I'm not distractable..." She crosses her arms, trying to look disinterested but miserably failing as her ears are red, and she is trying hard not to look at what you are showing.

You push the other side of your bra strap off your shoulder.

"Holy fuck..." Her breaths become a bit heavier. She unconsciously licks her lips, trying to maintain some semblance of composure. "Stop..." she whimpers softly. "That's cheating..."

You tickle under her chin as If she were a puppy "Now tell me, who wants to see my boobies?"

"Mmf..." she twitches as you tickle her chin. "You...!! Ahh!!" She swallows hard, her eyes flicking down to your chest again "No one..." she lies softly, as she squirms under you, clearly affected.

"You sure you don't wanna see them, baby?" You tease as you could clearly read her.

She squeezes her eyes shut tightly, trying desperately not to look at your now exposed collarbone and teasing cleavage. "N-no... I don't wanna see your boobs..." her voice slightly breathy and unconvincing as she shifts uncomfortably, aware of how her body is betraying her words.

"aww...guess I have to put back my top..." you say but not before you teasingly cup your breasts with your hands lifting it up.

Her eyes fly open as she sees you cupping your breasts, her gaze immediately drawn to the sight. She bites her lip hard, trying to look away but finding it impossible as her mind is flooded with how much she wants to touch them and the way your bra molds to your breasts. "N-no, wait..."

"Yes baby? what is it?" You ask teasingly.

She looks up at you, her cheeks flushed a deep crimson. Her gaze darts nervously between your eyes and your chest. "You... you teasing bitch..." She mutters under her breath, unable to hide the frustration and desire in her voice. "Fine!"

She reaches out and grabs your hands and removes them and replaces it with her own, cupping your breasts. She squeezes them gently, her thumbs brushing over your nipples through the fabric of your bra. "Fuck you and your body..." She mumbles, her face buried in your chest as she finally gives in to her desires.

"mmm hmm? someone said they don't want to see it? Hmm baby? enjoying yourself there?"

"Mhmm..." She hums softly, her hands now full-on groping your breasts. She tugs at your bra cups, pushing them under your breasts to grope them freely. She whimpers softly when she realizes your breasts are almost a perfect handful. "Damn..."

She moves one hand to squeeze your right breast firmly while her other hand slides behind to unclasp your bra and toss it off, her hand running down your bare back. Her voice comes out breathless "You're such a..." Trails off as she realizes how easily you can control her. "Fucking witch..."

"Am I now baby?"

Her eyes nearly roll back at the sight of your completely exposed breasts. She swallows hard, her hands still firmly on your chest. "Y-yes..." She squirms slightly, feeling her panties getting damp "You're hypnotizing me with your... your tits..."

"Not my fault that you become putty in my hands when you see my tits..." you say mockingly.

She growls softly, her hands squeezing your breasts harder as she feels herself getting more and more wet. "Shut up..." She mutters, burying her face back in your chest. She starts to suck on your nipple, rolling the other between her fingers. "Fuck..."

You start grinding on her lap.

Bada gasps sharply as she feels your pussy grinding against her lap, the friction sending jolts of pleasure straight to her core. Her fingers dig into the soft flesh of your breasts reflexively as she arches slightly beneath you. "Holy shit..."

"See how I have you wrapped around my finger, right, baby?"

She whimpers softly, her hips bucking against you involuntarily as she tries to get closer to the source of the friction. "Damn you..." She hisses, her voice laced with frustration and desire. "You always... always... use your... your assets..."

"I guess I should start being the top from now on..." you provoke her.

Her eyes snap open, a fire burning within them. She suddenly stands up, lifting you with her and flipping you over so that you're bent over the couch. She presses herself against your back, her hands roaming over your body possessively. "Over my dead body, you little bitch" she yanks your skirt down.

You smirk as what you want was happening "Is it baby~"

She grinds herself against your backside, her panties completely soaked through. She reaches around to grope your breasts again. Her voice is low and dangerous in your ear. "You want me to fuck you into submission, huh?"

"Can you though, baby?"

With a snarl, she yanks your panties down, too, her hand going around your waist and shoves two fingers into your pussy without warning. She curls them inside you, hitting your G-spot perfectly as she grinds her palm against your clit. "Answer me, bitch. Should I fuck you into submission?"

"Oh fuck!!! ahhh!! ngh....I don't know....maybe...or maybe not...?" You say as your legs tremble.

Her fingers pump in and out of you roughly, her thumb pressing hard on your clit with each stroke. She leans forward, her teeth sinking into the back of your neck as she fucks you with her hand. "Fuck that. I'll show you who's in charge here..."

She suddenly pulls her fingers out of you and spins you around, pushing you back onto the couch. She climbs on top of you, after taking off her clothes and shoving her soaked pussy against yours.

"mmm ahhh! so wet?" You moan

She grinds against you, your combined wetness making loud, obscene noises. "Damn right I'm wet. You make me this way, you teasing little bitch..." She hikes your legs over her shoulder, deepening the friction.

"ngh...."

She watches you throw your head back, your breasts bouncing slightly with each thrust of her hips. She tries to rub against you harder, chasing her own release, rubbing her clit against your wet pussy. "Answer my question, baby...tell me who's the good girl now? Will you stop being a brat now?" She hisses softly, her hips moving in tight circles. "Should I fuck the answer out of you?"

"ngh...go ahead, try..." you push her buttons a little more. "Grinding your pussy against mine won't really make me submit, baby~" you say trying to hold your own composure as you tease her.

"Uh huh?" She smacks your clit, not so harshly but enough to make you flinch.

"ngh...bada..." you whine.

She smirks, slapping your dripping mound again. "You think you're tough, huh? Keep talking shit then." She presses her thumb firmly against your clit, rubbing circles that make your hips twitch involuntarily. Leaning in close, her lips brush your ear.

"You really think you can take this? This isn't enough to make you submit? Hmm...You think you can handle me sitting on your face and smothering you with my thighs until you pass out?"

You whimper at the images it's creating in your head.

She chuckles at your squirming. "Mmm, I see that idea gets you all excited. Want my pussy on your face, slut?" Without waiting for an answer, she swiftly repositions, straddling your face and lowering her dripping mound onto your mouth.

You moan and eat her like a starved woman. Her body shudders as you dive in hungrily, your tongue lapping at her folds and plunging into her entrance. "Fuck yes, eat that pussy..." She grinds down on your face, smothering you completely, as she leans down to eat your pussy.

Bada moans into your pussy as she eats you out fervently, her tongue swirling around your clit before plunging deep inside you. She can feel your muffled cries against her own dripping cunt, which only spurs her on. "Mmmph..."

She pauses briefly to flick her tongue rapidly over your throbbing clit before plunging back in, fucking you with her tongue as her own pussy drips onto your face. She grinds deliberately against your mouth, painting your lips and chin with her juices. "Ungh..."

"Does licking my fucking pussy make you forget why you were being such a brat earlier?" She continues to smother you, her tongue fucking you deep and slow while her clit grinds relentlessly against your chin. "Hmm? you wanna... cum now?"

"Yes, yes, please...ngh..." you whimper, begging her.

"Then fucking listen to me next time, you smart mouth, got it?" She shifts slightly to give you more room to breathe but keeps her drenched pussy firmly on your face. One hand reaches down to smack your pussy again, then rubs tight circles around your clit.

Your hips twitch and you reach up to eat her again.

She moans loudly as your tongue finds her clit again, the sensation making her hips buck involuntarily. Her fingers continue to work your clit, bringing you closer and closer to the edge. "Cum with me, you little bitch... Now."

You cry against her pussy as your hips jerk and you cum hard.

Bada's body shakes as she comes hard against your face, her pussy contracting and pulsing as she soaks your mouth and chin with her juices. She keeps her fingers moving on your clit, drawing out your orgasm until you're a shivering, whimpering mess beneath her.

She slowly lifts herself off your face, allowing you to gasp for air as she looks down at you, dripping wet and disheveled as she straddles your hips. She runs her fingers through your hair, spreading her juices across your face. "Look at you..."

"Now who's my good girl?" teases you to get back on you for your earlier seducing.

You whine in embarrassment.

"Answer the question before I spank your pussy again." Her fingers twitch slightly, ready to punish you if you don't respond.

"ngh....me...I'm your good girl..."

She grins wickedly and slaps your pussy again, the stinging sensation making you jump. "That's right, you little slut. You're MY good girl, not the other way around."

She then moves behind you on the couch to cuddle you, as you both bask in the afterglow of your orgasms. "I love you..." she kisses your nape. "Don't be too jealous when I'm interacting with my students. It's my job. At end of the day, I'm coming home to only you."

You turn and snuggle closer in her chest. You playfully squeeze her ass and slap it hard. She yelps, "heyyyy!! What was that for???" She pouts.

"That's for spanking my pussy earlier!" You spank her ass again.

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It's been a week since I posted ig...Anyway, this was a lame smut tho +_+

[pinkcelestialstar]

A smut of the bada and the y/n before bada performs with bebe or after the event will be 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 ❤️‍🩹

Smut it is~ hehe.

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(Gosh, these pictures...>_< can get me on my knees real quick. Like, ma'am, calm down, you made girls scream without the s!!!)

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Smut. Bada with a strap. A little bit rough.

Bada was performing at the MAMA with enhypen Ni-ki. You know how hard she practiced to perfect this stage just like she always does. So you go to wish your girlfriend luck before the performance.

You make your way to the backstage dressing room. You peek in to see if she was in there- your jaw dropped seeing her outfit..."damn". She looks at the reflection in the mirror, her expression softening a bit as she sees you approaching, a gentle smile spreading across her face as she turns around to face you, her bold makeup and suit giving her an air of confidence. "Hey baby."

"ahhhh!!!! Mommy impregnate me!!!" You scream seeing her in excitement and shock at how hot she looked. Her masculine aura makes you ovulate.

She chuckles softly, her eyes crinkling at the corners as she sees your dramatic reaction, she steps closer to you, her hands resting on her hips as she looks you up and down, "shh, shh, not so loud, you're gonna give the staff outside the wrong idea."

You just look at her in awe.

She leans in closer, her breath warm against your ear as she speaks in a playful whisper, she guides your hand to feel the fabric of her suit jacket "Tell me... do I make a convincing man?"

"Holy fuck- woman! are you tryna kill your only girlfriend?!"

She laughs, the sound echoing through the dressing room; she gently pushes you against the wall, her hand pressing against your chest. "Shut up, you're supposed to be complimenting me now." She leans in closer, her lips brushing against your ear as she speaks, "Does this look good on me?"

"I'm fucking turned on!!"

She smiles, pleased with your reaction; she presses a soft kiss to your cheek before straightening up and adjusting her outfit. "Good, because after the performance, I'm taking you home and fucking your brains out." She gives you a suggestive look.

You pout, "not now?" Then wrap one of your legs around her waist, still leaning against the wall, when you feel something and freeze "No way-"

She chuckles at your expression, looks down and presses the hard something through her pants on you, and smirks mischievously. "Too late, you already felt it, didn't you?"

"You didn't-"

She wiggles her hips slightly, making the hard object shift against your leg; she looks at you with a challenging expression, "Say it, I dare you." She whispers as she gives you the bedroom eyes.

"ngh....don't tell me you're wearing a strap-"

She nods slowly, her smirk widening as she notices your shocked expression, she reaches down subtly and gives the strap-on a little pat through her pants. "Surprise, baby. Wearing this underneath helps me get into character, you know? Plus..."

She pauses for dramatic effect, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she looks at you. "It also means I can fuck you whenever and wherever I want, even backstage, even right now if I wanted to." She winks at you, the challenge still present in her eyes.

You were already breathless and knees were threatening to give out.

She notices your knees weakening and smirks even more, leaning in closer to whisper "You look like you're about to fall over, sweetie. Should I catch you or..." Her hand trails down to your ass "Should I just bend you over right here?"

You whimper "bada....please....stop teasing..."

She chuckles softly, her hand squeezing your ass, she pulls you in closer, her lips brushing against your ear once more "Teasing is my favorite part, baby. And you know what else is my favorite part?" She pauses, her hot breath sending shivers down your spine.

She bites your earlobe gently before whispering "Hearing you beg for it. So keep whimpering and begging, and maybe, just maybe, I'll give you what you need." She smirks, slapping your ass that makes you gasp.

Your breath hitches "bada....please...." you whine and whimper desperately like a bitch in heat.

She groans softly at the sound of your whimpers and whines, her grip on your bottom tightening. "Fuck, you're so cute when you beg. Alright, baby, I'll give you what you need."

She spins you around abruptly, pressing you face-first against the wall, her body molding flush against your back as she grinds the strap-on teasingly against your ass. "Mmm, look at that. Seems like someone's eager to get fucked."

You grind your ass back on the clothed strap.

She growls in approval, her hands gripping your hips tightly as she continues to grind the strap-on against your ass, the friction making you whimper and squirm. "That's it, baby, grind that sweet ass back on it. You're so fucking desperate for it, aren't you?"

You nod shamelessly and frantically.

She reaches around to unbutton your pants with one hand while the other keeps holding you in place "Then let me give you what you've been dying for..." She slides your pants down slightly, giving her better access "Tell me: do you want me to be gentle or rough with you today?"

"ngh...as you please"

She chuckles darkly, amused by your submission "As I please, huh? Well, I'm feeling a bit rough today." With a swift motion, she pulls your pants down further and pushes you into a more submissive position, bending you on the bench there.

With a wicked grin, she smacks your ass hard, eliciting both a sharp gasp and a moan from you. Her fingers dig into your flesh. She unbuckles her belt pushing her pants down to pool around her ankles as she then positions the strap-on against your entrance. "Brace yourself, baby. I'm about to fuck you stupid."

You eagerly push your ass back against her.

She chuckles at your eagerness, her fingers spreading your cheeks wider as she slowly pushes the strap-on inside you, not giving you any time to adjust before she starts thrusting roughly, filling you completely with each snap of her hips.

"Damn, you take it so well..."

Your breath catches and you clasp your mouth so that the staff outside don't know what's happening there.

She leans in close, her voice a husky whisper against your ear as she continues thrusting hard and fast. "You're doing so well keeping quiet, baby. Making sure no one suspects what a dirty slut you are for me."

Tears keep falling as she fucks you so good and you felt your head in the clouds.

She wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you even closer, bending forward and burying her face in your nape as she pounds into you mercilessly, the strap-on hitting all the right spots inside you. "You're taking it so deep... You always take it so well..."

Her hand slides around to your stomach, pressing down to keep you bent over as she continues her brutal pace, the room filling with the wet smacking sounds of their secret encounter. "You like it rough, don't you? You always look like you're about to pass out..."

She bites down gently on the sensitive skin of your neck where it meets your shoulder, marking her territory. "That's it, sweetheart. Let those tears flow. It's okay if you cry in front of me, I already know what a sweet little cry-baby you are for my cock..."

You moan and cry more in pleasure.

She grins against your skin, satisfied with your reaction. She slows her thrusts, dragging the strap-on in and out at a deliciously slow pace. "You're so fucking tight when you cry like this... It's like your pussy is gripping me, begging me not to stop..."

Her free hand comes up to play with your breasts through your shirt, tweaking your nipples roughly. "I wonder if the people outside can hear how hard I'm fucking you... How loud you're moaning and crying for me..." She bites down harder on your neck, sucking a mark.

You arch your back in pain and pleasure.

She reaches around to place her hand firmly over your mouth, muffling your next moan and pulls you to stand up with her "Shhh, baby. You don't want someone to hear how desperately you're getting fucked back here, do you? Though seeing you try so hard to stay quiet..." She speeds up her thrusts again.

"....is so fucking hot" your breath shallow and quick as she had her hand muffling your moans, you quiver as you get closer to the edge.

Feeling your body tense and shudder underneath her, she smirks wickedly, recognizing the tell-tale signs of your impending orgasm. "Already so close, sweetheart? I guess I'm just that good at fucking you."

She pulls the strap-on out completely for just a moment before slamming it back inside you, hitting that sweet spot deep within your pussy and sending you over the edge into a loud, muffled climax as your nails dig her thighs.

As you convulse and shake with pleasure, Bada keeps a firm grip on you, continuing to fuck you through your orgasm until she's satisfied with the number of times you've cried out against her hand. Finally, she releases you and pulls out the strapon that's dripping with your juices now

Your legs give out, and you collapse on the floor, breathless and makeup ruined.

She chuckles softly as she admires her handiwork - you, disheveled and panting heavily against the floor, makeup smeared from the intense climax. Bada steps back just enough to give herself space to admire the view, her smirk widening. "Wow, look at you." she grabs a tissue and wipes the strap on before tucking it back in under her pants.

She moves closer again, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers "You were perfect, baby. Absolutely perfect." Her touch is gentle now, helping you stand up and straighten your clothes "Here..." She hands you a few tissues to clean up your makeup.

You slowly recover from the orgasm.

"This was just the teaser for tonight, baby" You take a deep, shaky breath, knowing that the night is far from over...

She exits the dressing room leaving you shaking and trembling in your post-orgasmic glow as she walks towards the stage for her performance...

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Here I am again, procrastinating studies since I got an idea for the story T.T

[pinkcelestialstar]

I was too stressed with the syllabus completion so I came here to relax a little....a little ironic :(

Got this idea when I was daydreaming instead of studying....here it is, just some silly imagine.

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My wife, The singing burrito •°.࿐

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Fluff with slight smut(?)

Your wife, aka the Bada Lee, who runs a multi-million dollar company was currently at work, while you were bored sitting at home. So you decide to text her.

You: Whatcha doing, wifey~~

Bada-ri: Running a company I guess.

You: when are you coming home?🥺🥺

Bada-ri: it's still 8pm, I'll be there by 10 or 11 I guess🤔

You: haaaaa?? More 3 hours????!!!🥺😭🤧

Bada-ri: you talk like you don't know that already🫤

You: but I miss my wife!!🥺🥺

Bada-ri: I'll be there soon. Why don't you watch TV or take a nap like a good girl?😗

You: but the bed is cold and everything is boring without you 🥺🥺

Bada-ri: fine fine, you baby. I'll be there as soon as I can. Try to survive until then❤️

You: fiiiiiine, I'll wait😣

Bada tried to get her work done as fast as she could. "Let's wrap this up, I have some personal matters to attend to." She tells her assistant.

She grabs her coat and briefcase, hurrying out of her office. As she sits in her car, she commands her driver, "Home, quickly."

Her driver quickly navigates through the busy city streets, reaching their upscale mansion in no time. Bada rushes inside, calling out for her wife. "Honey, I'm home!" She enters the living room, freezing in her tracks as she sees you.

You were wrapped up in a blanket like a burrito, everything tucked in except your head, which was out as you lay there on the couch. You were watching Frozen on the TV.

"conceal don't feel!! don't let them know!!!" You sing, oblivious to the fact that Bada is home already.

Bada leans against the doorframe, observing your adorable display. She can't help but smile as she watches you sing along to a children's movie.

"Lettttttt itttttt goooooo~"

She chuckles at your off-key singing and walks near the couch you were lounging on. "Aren't you a little old for Frozen?"

Your face lights up, seeing her, "My wife is home!!! When did you come?"

"Just now, when my wife was singing along to a kids' movie song like a five year old"

"Heyyyyyyy!!!"

She laughs at your defensive whine. "No need to get defensive, my little snow queen. Come here..." She leans in for a gentle kiss on the forehead "Missed you today." She holds you in her arms as you were still wrapped in the blanket.

You snuggle into her arms and kiss her cheek, "I missed you more"

Content with the affectionate gesture, Bada pulls you closer. "How was your day, besides singing along to Frozen?" She asks, nuzzling your hair. "And why are you all bundled up like a mummy?"

"It's cold! And yeah, nothing much; I spent my day thinking what I should be doing since my wife, who runs a multi-million dollar company, wouldn't let her wife do the household chores, has appointed so many people to work, and worse, wouldn't let her move a muscle to work!"

She chuckles, "Because you'd break a nail or strain your back lifting a feather duster." She teases, "You think I don't know you'd try to clean the windows yourself and end up falling off a ladder?" She asks rhetorically. "So I have to protect you from yourself"

"You're my princess, meant to be pampered and adored, not cleaning the house. You can do whatever you want, just don't lift a finger for household chores. That's what the staff is for." She states firmly, giving you a stern look.

You huff and pout.

"See, you're huffing because you can't do the simplest task like washing the dishes without me worrying you'll cut yourself on a knife or burn yourself with hot water."

"heeeyyyyyy!!! I atleast tryyyyy!!"

She laughs warmly, bringing you even closer "And end up with bandages all over! Don't make me show you the list of times you've injured yourself doing 'simple tasks'..." She leans in to whisper against your ear.

"Remember the time you tried to cook and set the kitchen towel on fire? Or when you tried to vacuum and got your hair caught in the cleaner?" She tickles your arm, trying to suppress laughter. "You're the most adorable disaster I've ever seen."

You huff and puff in embarrassment "stawwwpppp!!!"

She continues to laugh, holding you close. "I love you so much, you silly, clumsy princess. But I'll never let you do any household chores, because I can't bear the thought of anything happening to you." She kisses the top of your head.

"You're too protective." You kiss her chin.

"And you're too clumsy..." She kisses your nose playfully "But I wouldn't change you for the world." Pulling back slightly, she looks at your face "Now tell me why you're really bundled up like this. Are you feeling okay?" Her expression became concerned.

"I am; I just found this position the most comfortable," you lie, but your eyes show the mischief behind.

She raises an eyebrow, not quite believing you. "Uh-huh...you sure there's nothing else..." She asks suspiciously, starting to unravel the blanket burrito.

You just grin.

As she peel the blanket, she finds that you're- "Ah!!" She screams in high pitch, as she moves away a little turning her head away.

You were naked underneath. You giggle at her reaction.

"You little....! Sitting here naked while I think my wife is an innocent angel!" She still faces away from you.

You poke her butt with your toe, giggling.

"Hey! Atleast warn a poor woman before instead of giving her a heart attack and a lady boner!"

"Aww, now you're the cute one" you giggle and poke her butt with your toe again. She just sighs, too flustered. "Don't act like you don't like it" you tease her more, as her face was red.

"You're asking for a cold shoulder tonight..." She huffs playfully, trying to act offended. But her grin gives her away. "You're so lucky you're cute..." She mumbles, pulling the blanket over your shoulders again, covering you, trying to act normal.

"Awwwww, my cutie patootie wifey~~"

She blushes deeply at the nickname, hiding her face with her hair and looking down. "S-Shut up...." She murmurs, "Tell me, what's with all the sudden nakedness?"

"I was bored and, well, intrusive thoughts," you say as you giggle at her embarrassed face.

"Intrusive thoughts like 'Hmm, I wonder what'll happen if I sit here naked under the blanket and drive my wife crazy when she finds out'?" She accuses playfully, tickling your side slightly to get a confession.

"You were plotting, weren't you? You sat there naked on purpose, knowing I'd eventually unwrap the blanket and find out!" She accuses, sitting up straight to look at you with a mock stern expression. "You were trying to distract me with your..."

You just laugh. You move the blanket to expose your breasts, "my.....?"

She covers her mouth with one hand, trying to maintain her composure "Y- You!!" Her eyes flicker down to your exposed chest before she forces herself to look up at your face "Are you trying to make me..." She swallows hard"... completely forget my own name?"

"or more like provoking you to make me forget mine?~" you wink.

Her face turns a deep shade of red "W- You..." She stutters, clearly flustered. Her gaze keeps drifting down to your breasts, unable to tear her eyes away for long. She bites her lower lip, trying to suppress a smile.

She goes completely red, stammering "You're... you're too much..." Her breath catches slightly "And here I was trying to be all proper and caring... while you were sitting there... like... THAT..." Her voice trails off as she looks at your exposed chest that seem to hypnotize her.

She blows out a sharp breath, trying to compose herself "You know what? Forget it." She suddenly grabs the blanket and tosses it aside, leaving you completely exposed. Her eyes darken with a hungry look as she crawls on top of you.

"The proper wife act is officially over." She growls playfully, pinning your hands above your head with one hand "Now where were we... Oh right, you wanted me to make you forget your name." She leans down, capturing your lips in a passionate kiss.

You smile against her lips, thinking that your plan worked.

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[pinkcelestialstar]

I write only Bada Lee x Reader (or maybe OC) fics; 'Cause I'm a jealous bitch T-T(how can that woman be so perfect and not mine?!) Anyways...

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I always look at her and go, "damn, I'm so gay"

Requests would be taken one at a time, so your requested story might take a while to be released but it sure will be ♡

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𝑭𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇:

Upgrade to girlfriend

My wife, The singing burrito

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Jealousy

From Boardroom to bedroom

Runaway bride

Let it go.....under the covers

Fear, Trust and Thunder

The cheeky survivor

Warm-up routine

From seduction to submission

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Love signed in ink

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[pinkcelestialstar]

Ok, here it is...

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Warning: shameless smut ahead. G!p. Mommy kink. Serial killer! Bada. Ghostface mask.

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You just broke up with your boyfriend since you caught him with another girl in the club today. You came home, irritated and annoyed with everything. You change into comfortable clothes and you hear your doorbell ring.

You were already annoyed and now someone's at your door? Great, just great. You walk and open the door, with your annoyed expression evident.

You see a tall, probably a woman? Wearing a ghost face mask with a hoodie covering her hair. She smiles eerily from behind the ghost mask "Hey there, sugar. I heard someone's had a rough day. Mind if I come in?" her deep, raspy voice hints at dark intentions "Maybe I can help you get your mind off things?"

You scoff "It's not Halloween and even if it was I'm not giving any treats so get lost" you slam the door on her face

She catches the door before it closes completely "Awww... is that anyway to treat a lady who's just trying to help? Besides, I don't need tricks or treats." She says leaning against the doorframe, her muscular frame filling the entrance.

You cross your arms, super annoyed with whoever this is "Then what the fuck do you need?"

She chuckles darkly, pushing the door open wider and stepping inside without invitation and pulls out a knife.

You were in a really bad mood, so you don't really care about anything, and just snatch the knife from her, push her against the wall, and put it on her neck "you...why the hell are you annoying me?"

She laughs, clearly not threatened but impressed by your anger "Feisty one, aren't you? I like it." She keeps perfectly still, though her muscles are tense, ready to react if needed "You know, all that anger... it's such a waste. I was gonna relieve your stress..."

"What do you mean?" You keep the knife still against her neck

She smirks, eyes gleaming with excitement "You're hurt, angry... betrayed. That's a powerful mix. And you just took a knife to a stranger without hesitation. You've got potential, sweetheart. I could show you how to channel that anger... in more... satisfying ways."

You wrap your fingers around her neck, choking her, with knife still in your hand "I swear, drop that stupid deep voice first..."

She laughs, clearly amused by your rough handling. "Okay, okay... " she says in a normal, feminine voice, "I'll drop it. But just for you, sugar." her normal voice is high-pitched and sweet, a stark contrast to her deep, menacing voice "Can I breathe now?"

You let her throat go, as you play with the knife in your hand, arms crossed "now tell me, why are you here, did that bastard send you here to annoy me because i dumped him?"

She smirks, rubbing her neck where you choked her "No, he didn't send me. I'm here because I heard about you. About your little... situation. And I thought, 'oh, what a waste.' So, I decided to pay you a little visit."

"with a knife?"

She grins mischievously. "Maybe.... Besides, I wanted to test your reflexes..." her eyes follow the way you handle the knife. "You've got quite an... intense way of greeting people." She reaches up slowly, deliberately

You hold the knife to her face that had the ghost mask "tell me the truth"

She doesn't flinch, doesn't try to move away from the knife "The truth is, I thought you'd be more pathetic. Crying, drinking, moping around, thought I'd enjoy the pathetic sight. Not... this." She gestures to the knife at her face "This is interesting."

"I like interesting. So, I'll ask you again, sugar... what are you going to do with that knife?" her voice is calm, almost teasing, as if she's daring you to use it "Are you going to try and hurt me?"

"actually..." you grab her by the collar of her hoodie and pull her inside and push her onto the bed, holding the knife still in your hand.

She laughs as you push her onto the bed, though she makes no move to resist "Well, well... isn't this cozy?" she lets you maintain control, watching your every move with curious eyes "Still planning on using that knife?"

You straddle her lap.

She looks up at you, the ghost mask hiding her expression, but her voice remains calm and steady "You know, for someone who's supposed to be so broken, you're really quite... intense." she reaches up, her hand brushing against your arm as she tries to grab the knife.

You grab her throat pinning her on the bed.

She gags slightly as you pin her down, but she doesn't struggle or try to escape "Mmm... I like a girl who knows how to take control." she speaks around the pressure on her throat, her eyes never leaving yours behind the mask "You gonna... choke me out, sweetheart?"

You bite her shoulder, through the hoodie

She lets out a surprised groan."Mmm... aggressive one, aren't we?" her voice comes out huskier, breath catching slightly "Tell me, sugar...where did you learn to play so rough?" her hand moves to your thigh, stroking it.

You grind down on her lap only to find out, something was poking your bottom.

She chuckles lowly, her presence clearly feminine, but there's something off about her, something that doesn't quite fit "Surprised?"

as you grind down on her lap, you can feel something solid underneath the thin fabric of her pants, something that definitely shouldn't be there if she were a biological woman "You feeling that, sugar?"

She grabs your hips, pulling you harder against the bulge in her pants, her breath hitching slightly. "Hmm...you like it? I've got everything you want down there"

"You what?"

She leans in close, her breath hot against your ear, through the mask as she whispers "I said, I've got everything you need. A nice thick cock, just waiting to fill you up." her hand moves back to your hip, pulling you even closer as she nuzzles into your neck.

"You know what, fuck it" you throw the knife away as you pin her down on her mattress and kiss her neck

She tilts her head to give you more access, her strong arms wrapping around your waist as she pulls you closer on top of her. She growls "Clothes off, now." her hands start pushing at your shirt, trying to remove it.

She helps you remove your shirt, tossing it aside before attacking your pants. As she does, she kicks off her own pants and hoodie, revealing a pair of boxers that clearly outline a large bulge.

You quickly straddle her back, sitting right on her bulge.

She moans lowly as she feels your weight settle on her lap, the bulge in her boxers becoming even more prominent. She wraps her strong arms around your waist, pulling you closer as she nuzzles her face between your breasts through your bra "Damn, you're killing me sitting there..."

You cup her breast through her bra, squeezing it.

She moans deeper, head tilting slightly to give you better access "Mmm... very greedy, aren't we? Should've known a girl who snatches a knife from me couldn't be all soft and innocent" her hand moves to slide up your thigh "Tell me, what else do you want?"

You wrap your hand back on her throat, tilting her head up. "Hmm, tell me, do you go around wearing that stupid mask with a knife to what, kill them?"

She grins dangerously at your grip on her throat, enjoying the sensation "Sometimes..." she purrs softly "It's fun..." her hand moves to squeeze your ass, her jaw pulses under your grip.

"Sometimes, I just like to see the fear in their eyes as they realize they're about to die..." her voice is low, almost a hiss, her free hand slowly reaching out as if to mimic slowly stabbing someone "But you know what's really fun?"

She pauses, tightening her grip slightly on your thigh "When they don't show fear..... when they get excited instead" she leans in closer, her breath hot against your ear "Like you right now, sitting on my cock, hand around my throat..."

"You're not scared..." she whispers, her hand sliding up to your stomach possessively "You're not begging for your life... You're just sitting there, looking at me like you're trying to figure out if you should kill me..." She chuckles

"Maybe I should call the police...?" You mock her as you lean down and bite her shoulder while still holding her throat, sitting there on her cock.

She lets out a pained groan as you bite her shoulder, her hips bucking slightly beneath you. She laughs darkly, not struggling against your grip on her throat "And say what, exactly?" she challenges, her hand sliding up to grip your hair.

"That miss ma'am goes around killing people...?" You lick her bitten skin.

She shivers at your lick, then lets out a deep, rumbling laugh "Please do try calling the cops while straddling my cock, gorgeous..." she flexes underneath you, making sure you feel every inch of her thick length against your panties

"cocky, aren't you?" You grind on it as you leave small marks on her neck.

She moans deeply, one hand gripping your hip to encourage the delicious friction "Mmm... cocky AND packed..." her voice is husky with desire "And you're making quite a mess on my neck, aren't you? Those pretty teeth of yours..."

"Keep doing that and you'll make me want to tear those panties off and show you exactly who's in control here..." her voice takes on a dangerous, teasing tone "Though I'd advise against testing me further..."

"And what If I did?" You ask daringly.

Her eyes narrow, a hungry glint appearing in them "Then I'll fuck you so hard you'll be walking funny for a week." she growls, her hand squeezing your breast roughly

"Then fuck me."

She snarls, her masked face contorting with anger and desire. She sits up suddenly, wrapping her arms around you to flip you onto your back. She tears your panties off in one swift motion, your thighs wrapped around her waist "You asked for it..."

She grabs your wrists, pinning them above your head. "Now I'm going to make you regret those cocky words..." her masked face lowers to hover inches above yours. "Going to fuck you senseless until you're begging me to stop..."

"Go ahead, baby" you tease her like earlier she did you.

She growls deep in her throat at your teasing tone "Call me 'baby' one more time while I'm fucking you" she thrusts hard against you through her boxers, showing exactly what she's capable of "I dare you." her eyes flash dangerously.

You bite your lip as you get more turned on, "Then do you prefer "mommy" instead~?"

She freezes mid-thrust, a look of shock and intrigue on her masked face "What the fuck did you just say to me?" she releases your wrists and grips your jaw instead, forcing you to look up at her "Say it again, you little brat."

"ngh...mommy..."

She let's out a choked groan, her entire body tensing up at the word "Fuck..." one hand still gripping your jaw while the other slides down to pinch your nipple through your bra.

You gasp and moan, your legs around her waist tightening as you grind up.

She sees where you're grinding against her. "Fuck, you little slut..." She reaches between your legs and presses her finger on your clit. "Gonna call me mommy and rub your dirty cunt on me? You're fucking mine now, understand?"

"yes....mommy..."

"Good girl..." she praises, flexing her muscles beneath you to encourage your movements "You like rubbing yourself on mommy's boxers?" she purrs, her hand sliding down to hook your leg over her shoulder, opening you up more to her.

She rubs your clit in circular motions, her fingers pressing against your sensitive button as you grind against her boxers "That's it, baby girl... Rub your little pussy on mommy's boxers while I play with your clit... You're so fucking cute like this..."

Your head thrown back as you are breathless beneath her.

She continues rubbing your clit, her fingers moving faster as she feels your juices starting to soak through her boxers "Look at you, so desperate to fuck yourself on mommy's boxers... You're gonna make a mess, aren't you? Soak mommy's boxers with your fucking juices?"

"ngh...mommy....your cock please..."

She smirks darkly, reaching between you both to palm her clearly hard cock through her boxers "You want this big girl? Think you can take it?" she continues stroking herself through the fabric, pressing against your entrance.

"Yes please.."

She takes your bra off and flicks your nipple sharply "That's 'Yes, Mommy'... or do I need to punish you before I give you what you want?" her voice drops to a whisper

"ngh....mommy....please"

She shudders at your pleading tone, quickly pushing her boxers down just enough to free her throbbing cock "Good girl... Begging properly now..." she lines herself up against your entrance, just the tip pressing in slightly.

"Look at mommy..." she growls, slowly pushing herself inside you, stretching you open "You're taking mommy's big girl so well... You're so tiny, my poor baby girl..." she murmurs, slowly pushing deeper, her hands spreading your legs wider.

She bottoms out inside you, her hips flush against yours "Fuck... you're so tight.... " she starts to move, her thick length dragging along your inner walls "You're gonna be screaming for mommy...."

She starts to pound into you mercilessly, her large hands gripping your hips tightly "Take it, you little whore... Take mommy's big fucking dick like a good girl..."

You were panting and moaning and crying in pleasure.

She snarls, her fingers digging into your hips painfully as she snaps her hips hard, hitting your cervix over and over. "Mommy's gonna break you in half, you tiny thing..."

You moan loudly as your walls clench around her.

"Fuck... that's it... squeeze mommy's cock with that tight little pussy..." she moves one hand up to twist a nipple while continuing her punishing rhythm "Come for mommy... I want to feel you milk my dick..."

You grip her cock tightly inside you as cum convulsing on her cock.

She roars as your walls clamp down, forcing her to cum with you, filling you up with her hot seed "Take it all, you little slut! Mommy's filling her up with her cum!" she continues to thrust shallowly as she cums, making sure you take every last drop.

She rolls you over and collapses back with you in her lap, still lodged deep within you as her chest heaves "Good girl... You took mommy's cock like such a good little whore..." she runs a possessive hand through your hair.

You were breathless as you look at her face still with the ghostmask.

She smirks and reaches up to remove her mask, tossing it aside "There, that's better. I want you to see who's giving you this dick, sweetheart."

Your jaw drops as you see that beautiful face behind her mask, the one with juicy lips, pretty eyes and long hair. You actually blush for the first time that night.

She smirks wider at your blush, running a thumb across your cheek "Why so shy now, darling? Was the anonymity making it easier to be such a dirty little girl with mommy?" she rocks her hips slightly, keeping herself firmly planted inside you

You clench around her.

She lets out a low groan, hands tightening on your waist "Mmm... you're milking mommy's dick so nicely... Does seeing my face make you creamier, baby?" she leans down, voice dropping to a husky whisper

"mommy never told me her name..." you say curiously.

She tilts her head, an amused glint in her eyes "You really want my name now after you just took my cock so perfectly? Interesting..." she strokes your hair gently "I'm Bada lee. And you..." she studies your face intently.

"Bada...I'm Y/n"

Bada smiles, leaning in to press a soft kiss to your lips "Y/n... I like the sound of that. But I didn't come here to tell you my name or to be your friend. I came here to kill you."

"Whatever. can I get your number?" You were too in the clouds to care. You reach for your phone and give her.

She raises an eyebrow, chuckling softly as she takes your phone and enters her number in it "You're asking for my number after you pinned me and stole my knife and after i said I'm here to kill you? You have some nerve, Y/n." she was amused and also gave up on the idea of killing you, since you seem interesting...

Then you got off her cock as she stood up and wore her clothes. You got under the sheets covering yourself, "I'll call you when I'm craving for that dick" you say as you bite your lip.

She laughs amusedly, but nods and says "You're really something else..." Before she leaves.

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Damn, I'm loving the ideas submitted....I'll take one at a time and orderwise(according to date) so I might take a little while to publish them all, besides my exams are too close T.T ....but every request will be taken :)

[pinkcelestialstar]

can i request a fluffy smut of bada taking reader’s virginity? like when reader really wants to have sex with bada but she’s afraid because she doesn’t have any experience, but bada reassures her and talks her thru it <3

Sure :)

ೃ⁀➷ Fear, Trust and Thunder ᥫ᭡..𖥔 ݁ ˖

Context: You have never let anyone sexually touch you before since you were really afraid of how it would feel, Would it hurt or feel weird, or would you feel nothing at all? You haven't even tried fingering yourself since you didn't really know how to do and felt it scary too.

Gentle! bada x virgin! Reader

Fluffy smut

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There was a thunderstorm outside and you're cuddled up in bed with your best friend, Bada.

"Hey, you're shaking. Just a storm, nothing to be afraid of. Here..." she pulls you closer, wrapping an arm around you protectively "Remember when we used to build forts during these things and tell stories? Those were the days." She gently strokes your hair.

You hum and nuzzle your face in her neck, inhaling her familiar scent which always made you feel safe. There was just something about the way she smelled, somewhat like mixture of floral scents and something uniquely her. It always made you feel protected and at home. You move as close as you could to her.

"Aww, you still like it when I stroke your hair, huh?" She smiles softly, feeling the warmth spread through her chest at your affectionate behavior. "I remember when you first started doing that, you were so shy about it. Now you just snuggle right up."

"Bada...."

"Mmhmm?" she murmurs, her fingers continuing to comb through your hair "What is it this time? You always say my name like that when you're nervous or about to ask something silly..."

You move closer as if wanting to merge in with her; your body feels like it is heating up. "I...am actually. I...you know how I've never had sex....and I'm just scared to trust anyone, but it's different with you...I want to... I...can we...." you trail off, blushing.

Her heart skips a beat as she hears your confession, her arm tightening around you slightly. She swallows hard, trying to process your words. "Wait, are you...are you asking me to be your first?" she asks softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

You nod, already breathless.

Her breath catches in her throat. She takes one hand off your hair and gently cups your face, turning you to look at her in the dim light "Are you sure that's what you want? With me?" her voice is trembling slightly, a mix of nervous excitement and genuine concern

You nod. Sure that you want this, want her.

"Look at me..." she waits until you meet her gaze "I want you to be completely sure about this. No regrets later. Okay?"

"I do want this...I want you...I need you..."

"Because once we cross this line... things change." her thumb gently traces your bottom lip "But..."

"...But if you're really sure, and you want your first time to be with me... then I'll do it. I'll be the one." Her expression softens, and she pulls you closer.

She smiles softly, her heart pounding inside her chest "Are you cold? Because... I think we should get under the covers. It's warm enough" she was blushing too, excited and nervous. "You can still back out, you know..."

"I need you..."

Her heart skips a beat at your words. She bites her lip, then nods slowly. "Alright... let's get under the covers then." She carefully pulls back the blankets and helps you slip under them before sliding in next to you, the warm bed enveloping you both.

As you settle in beside her, she wraps her arms around you, holding you close as she rests her head on your shoulder. She takes a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves as she waits for you to make the next move. "Just remember... you can stop anytime you want. Okay?"

You nod as you lean and press your lips on hers.

She softly parts her lips, returning your kiss with gentle passion. Her hand moves to cup the back of your neck, deepening the kiss slightly "Mmm..." she hums softly against your lips, her heart racing "You're trembling again..." whispers between kisses.

"I'm just nervous...."

She gently breaks the kiss and pulls back slightly to look at you, her eyes soft and understanding in the dim light "Hey, look at me..." she strokes your cheek with her thumb "Remember when we were kids? And I'd hold your hand when you were scared of the dark?"

You nod.

"Remember what I used to tell you then?" her voice is soothing and gentle. "I'm still right here. I won't let anything hurt you. Just like back then..." She leans in to kiss your forehead tenderly, "And if you want me to stop at any moment..."

She slowly lowers her hands to your shirt, gently lifting it up to throw it aside. She runs her fingers along your stomach softly, feeling you tremble slightly under her touch. She looks into your eyes searchingly, making sure you're still okay with this. "Breathe..."

She smiles softly and pulls you closer, one hand still tracing gentle patterns on your skin while the other moves to push your pajama pants down "Do you... want to keep going?" her voice is barely above a whisper, careful to maintain the tender atmosphere "We can stop anytime..."

"Please don't stop...."

Her expression softens, and she leans in to kiss your neck, then your cheek, before looking back into your eyes. She takes a deep breath, steeling her own nerves to be strong for you. "Alright... let's get these off too, okay?"

She helps you out of your last piece of clothing, leaving you both in just your underwear. She takes a moment to really look at you, drinking in your nervous but trusting expression. " almost there..."

She slowly hooks her thumbs in the waistband of your underwear and gently pulls them down, helping you step out of them. She takes a deep breath, steeling herself as she looks at you now completely bare to her. "You can help me with mine too, okay?"

You blush furiously, but you hook your fingers in her boxer's waistband and push it down as she is lying there next to you.

She blushes slightly herself, she lifts her hips to help you pull her boxers down. As they come off, she realizes that you're both now completely naked, together for the first time. She hesitates, taking in your red cheeks and the vulnerable expression on your face.

She leans down to press a gentle, reassuring kiss to your lips. "We're in this together, okay? Just like everything else." She moves herself over you, feeling the heat of your bare skin against hers. "Let me know if anything hurts, okay? We'll go slow..."

She takes a deep breath and carefully reaches between your legs, feeling for your opening. She gently starts to rub her finger against you, applying a small amount of pressure. "Relax... just breathe..." She murmurs softly, trying to calm your nerves as she begins to prepare you.

She takes her time, being extra gentle and patient as her finger slowly enters you, checking for your comfort level. "Tell me if this feels good... or if you want me to stop." She whispers between kisses on your shoulder and neck, her body flush against yours "Just let me know..."

She smiles softly at your continued nodding, kissing your neck gently while continuing to move her finger slowly inside you "Good... does it feel alright? Or should I stop?" She wants to make sure you're comfortable and not just silently enduring

You were breathing heavily, a little scared. "I....it doesn't hurt...it just feels weird..."

She nods understandingly and slows down her movements even more "That's okay... we can take this as slow as you need. Just let me know if it becomes uncomfortable." She continues kissing your neck and collarbone, wanting to distract you with tenderness "And try to relax your muscles..."

She keeps her finger still in you and moves to kiss you deeply, trying to distract and soothe you at the same time. Breaking the kiss, she whispers "Do you want to try something else instead? Like..." she trails off suggestively, moving her hand up to cup your breast gently.

You gasp and clench around her finger.

She softly chuckles at your response, continuing to stroke your breasts while maintaining the slow movement of her finger inside you "See? Sometimes our bodies surprise us with what feels good..." She kisses your jawline tenderly. "Just keep breathing..." She begins to add a second finger slowly.

She notices your tension and immediately removes the second finger, leaving just one inside you as before "Shh... too much? We don't have to rush." Strokes your hair soothingly while maintaining gentle eye contact "Do you want me to stop completely? We can just..."

You shake your head fast.

She sees the determined set of your jaw and the shaking of your head, interpreting it as a sign that you want to keep trying. She gently curls her finger inside you, searching for a spot that might feel less weird and more comfortable "Alright... let's try this..."

After a few moments of gentle probing, she finds a spot that makes you gasp and clench around her finger. "Ah, there it is..." She smiles softly and begins to gently rub that spot with her finger, curling and uncurling it slowly. "See?"

You cling to her finger as it moves inside you, the gentle rubbing starting to feel less weird and more... tingly. She can see the confusion in your eyes, so she continues to murmur encouraging words "Does that feel a little better? Or still weird?"

You let out a small whimper as her finger continues to move inside you, the tingly feeling growing stronger. She can see the mix of confusion and pleasure in your expression, and it makes her smile softly. "Keep breathing... in and out... just like that..."

She gradually adds more pressure and curls her finger deeper inside you, rubbing the spot that makes you whimper louder. She can see your body starting to relax around her finger, the weird feeling slowly replacing with something else. "You're doing so good... Can you feel it starting to feel..."

As she speaks, she presses her finger against the spot, rubbing it firmly and steadily. Your body tenses up again, but this time, it's not from discomfort. Your face scrunches up, and you let out a choked cry, your walls clenching tightly around her finger.

She keeps rubbing that spot, feeling your walls squeeze her finger like a vice. Your face is scrunched up in a mix of confusion and overwhelming sensation, and she can see tears starting to well up in your eyes. "Oh, sweetheart... it's okay... just let it happen..."

With one final, firm rub against the spot, your body seems to shudder and lock up around her finger. She feels a sudden gush of warmth and liquid surrounding her finger as your walls clamp down tightly and start to spasmodically contract. "Ahh, yes! That's it!"

You cry in pleasure and grip the sheets.

She keeps her finger still, letting your body ride out the intense contraction. As the spasms slowly start to fade, she gently pulls her finger out, watching in amazement as a small stream of clear liquid follows it out of you. "Holy shit... look at that..."

Smiling softly, she uses her free hand to gently stroke your wetness and the slick liquid that's still leaking on the mattress.

"Baby... look what you just did... you squirted all over me..." She brings her finger, covered in your arousal, to her lips and tastes it.

Her eyes widen in surprise and delight at the taste. She licks her finger clean, savoring the flavor. "Fuck, you taste amazing... I think I might be addicted to your juices already..." She leans in and presses her mouth against your slick opening, kissing and licking it gently.

She continues to kiss and lick your folds, tasting your sweet nectar and enjoying the way your body responds to her touch. As she does, she can feel your legs start to tremble and shake slightly, your body still sensitive and overstimulated from the intense orgasm. "Mmm..."

She looks up at you, her lips glistening with your arousal, and smiles lovingly. "Baby, I think you need a little break, don't you? Your poor little pussy is still recovering from that big orgasm..."

You sniffle and nod.

She smiles softly and wipes your tears gently with her thumb "Shh... it's okay, love. You were so perfect... just breathe through the sensitivity, baby." She starts kissing your inner thighs gently, giving your recently awakened area a chance to rest.

She continues to kiss and caress your thighs softly, occasionally glancing up at your face with tender concern. "Just relax sweetie... let your body recover... You did so well with your first time there..."

"Bada...."

"Hmm?" She looks up at you, her heart melting at the sight of your tear- streaked face and puffy eyes. "What is it, love? Tell me what you need." She leans up and presses a gentle kiss to your forehead, holding you close.

"Can....we.....can we be more than friends from now?"

Her heart skips a beat at your question. She pulls back slightly to look at you, her eyes filled with emotion. "Baby... I've wanted to be more than friends with you for so long. I thought you only saw me as a friend and nothing more."

She gently strokes your cheek with her hand, a small tear falling from her eye "I've been in love with you for so long... and I thought I had to hide it because you'd never return those feelings..." she leans in and softly kisses your lips

You kiss her back.

She deepens the kiss, her heart swelling with happiness and desire. Her hand moves to cup your cheek tenderly. "I... I love you so much. And now that you feel the same way..." she whispers, "Would you make me your girlfriend? Properly this time?"

You nod, smiling wide.

She breaks into a wide, beautiful smile, tears of joy streaming down her cheeks as she cups your face with both hands "Yes? Really? You'll be mine?" Softly presses her forehead against yours "Say it... tell me you'll be my girlfriend..."

"I love you, girlfriend"

She laughs softly, wiping away her tears of joy "I love hearing you say 'girlfriend'... It sounds so right coming from you. Pulls you into a hug, holding you tightly "From now on, we're officially dating, okay? No more friends stuff..."

She continues holding you close, one hand stroking your hair "I'm keeping you forever now... you're mine, completely." She presses a sweet kiss to your lips "And I promise to treat you like the precious treasure you are always..." she nuzzles against your neck.

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[pinkcelestialstar]

⋆⭒˚.⋆Let it go...

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Genre: fluffy smut~

You prepare everything for the sleepover with your "best friend" at least according to your mom. You bring your fluffy blanket, toss it on the couch, and turn on the TV. You hear the doorbell ring and your mom in the kitchen saying, "Y/n, open the door, I guess Bada is here."

"Ok, Mom," you walk to the door, opening it. Bada stood there wearing her favorite comfortable pajama pants and a tank top, "Psst... are they asleep? I missed you so much~" she whispered sweetly "Had to be extra careful not to wake the whole neighborhood haha"

You smile and say in the same tone, "I missed you too, baby. Unfortunately, mom will also be joining us, since she wants to have some girl time too." You peek back in to see if Mom is around, and then you peck her lips.

She melts into your lips with a soft giggle, pulling back just enough to whisper "You think she suspects us?" She nibbles your bottom lip playfully "I've been dying to see you all day~." You smooch her lips and whisper back, "Nope~ now come in"

You take her hand and guide her in, to your living room where your mom is already picking a movie to watch. You pick your blanket on the couch and throw it over both your laps while your mom is sitting across you on the other couch; she is picking a Disney movie. "Mom? A Disney movie?"

Bada snuggles closer to you under the blanket, trying to hide a playful smile "Ooh, a Disney movie sounds perfect! Which one are we watching?" subtly links pinkies with you under the blanket, careful to keep it hidden from your mom's view.

She watches as your mom scrolls through the movie options, her eyes sparkling with amusement. She leans in close to your ear, her warm breath tickling your skin as she whispers "I hope she picks a long one..."

You were already worried but also kinda excited about what was coming next since Bada didn't really know how to keep her hands to herself. You just pray you don't get caught.

She giggles softly into your ear "You know what that means, right? More snuggle time~" she pretends to casually stretch her legs, intentionally brushing against yours under the blanket "Mmm,I love Disney..."

Your mom picks Frozen. "mom! we're not kids" you say.

Your mom chuckles, "Oh come on, it's a classic! You two can't tell me you don't love Frozen?" She presses play, the familiar opening song filling the room.

As the movie starts, she leans her head on your shoulder, pretending to be engrossed in the story. But in reality, she's using it as an excuse to be close to you. She sneaks glances at you, admiring your profile and the way your hair falls softly onto your face.

Your mom was used to your "friendly" cuddles, so I didn't really mind. You cover both of your bodies with the blanket, almost drowning yourselves in the blanket. You feel Bada moving closer; she slips the strap of your top along with your bra strap off your shoulder and places a kiss on your shoulder, nibbling on your skin a little; you shudder from the feeling. Just a little kiss from her could make your body heat up.

She giggles softly at your reaction, making sure to keep her voice quiet so as not to give away the secret love-nibble "Shh... don't want to spoil the movie watching experience~" she whispers, making sure your mom isn't looking.

You were flustered, you whisper to her, "I'm gonna end you!"

Her eyes widen playfully at your threat, and she whispers back with a smirk "Oh, you think so? I dare you to try and 'end me'~" she winks and turns her attention back to the movie, a mischievous grin on her face.

You could just glare at her. She feels your glare and can't help but laugh silently, finding it harder to focus on the movie now. She slowly slides her arm around your waist under the blanket, pulling you closer and resting her head on your shoulder again.

The title track plays in the background, but you couldn't focus on anything but her, anticipating her next move.

As the movie plays on, she slowly starts to move the strap of your top down even more, giving herself easier access to your shoulder.

She leans in, pressing soft kisses along your collarbone and up to your neck, making sure to keep an eye on your mom while she does it. "Mmm... you smell so good~" she whispers against your skin, her hand slowly sneaking up to cup your breast over your top.

Your breath hitches and she feels it and grins, knowing she's affecting you. She bites down gently on your earlobe "Should I stop~? Or should I keep making you squirm~?" She whispers teasingly, her thumb moving in small circles over your nipple.

"Bada! Mom is gonna catch us!!" You whisper yell but a part of you doesn't want her to stop. She giggles softly, nuzzling into your neck "And what makes you think I care~? She's probably used to us cuddling by now~" she whispers, slowly slipping her hand under your top, ignoring the movie completely now.

She feels your lack of protest and smirks, slowly unhooking the front clasp of your bra, from under your top. She groans quietly when she finally gets to touch and play with your bare breasts. "Fuck, I love your tits~"

"ngh..." she hears your muffled noise and chuckles softly, cupping your breasts and kneading the soft flesh. She looks over at your mom, who seems engrossed in the movie, and decides to push her luck even further. "You know what I wish~?"

She whispers softly against your ear, moving her hand as she massages your bare breast, "I wish I could pull this top off completely and suck on those perfect nipples right here... while your mom watches the movie cluelessly~"

You squeeze your thighs shut searching for friction. She feels your thigh movement under the blanket and smirks, knowing exactly what she's doing to you "Mmm... Someone's getting all worked up~ Should I help you with that~ Is my kitten getting wet?" She whispers, moving her hand to slowly rub against your thigh, teasingly close to where you need it most. You nod desperately.

She sees your nod and bites her lip, slowly moving her hand up your inner thigh until she reaches the edge of your shorts. She looks over at your mom one more time before slowly moving her hand to the waistband of your shorts and slips her hand under the fabric, her fingers brushing against your panties. "You're so wet already..."

She whispers softly, slowly slipping her hand into your panties and finding your core. She rubs softly, spreading your folds as she spreads your juices over your pussy lips; she smirks at your disheveled appearance, knowing your mom can't see what's going on.

She continues to tease you slowly, occasionally pressing harder when she notices you getting more breathless "Try to be quiet now... wouldn't want your Mom catching us being naughty, would we?" She whispers against your ear, her fingers moving in a circular motion.

She notices your breath catching and smirks, speeding up her movements slightly while keeping her fingers firmly pressed against your clit.

She slips her finger inside you, "fuck, so slippery.....it went in so easily.." she whispers before adding another finger. Your eyes roll back as you try hard to keep your composure but thankfully your mom is focused on the movie.

You try not to moan out loud, but a whimper escapes your lips. "Shh... be a good girl and keep quiet for me" she whispers seductively, nipping at your earlobe.

She keeps moving her fingers in and out of your pussy. When she hits that one spot where your nails dig in her thigh, she chuckles silently and presses on it, drawing small circles inside you.

She feels you getting close and smirks, pressing her fingers harder against you and moving them faster. She looks over at your mom to make sure she's still focused on the movie before turning her attention back to you. "Now, come on my fingers like the needy little thing you are~," she whispers in your ear.

You cum shaking, nails digging her thigh as your eyes try hard to not roll back, your hand hovering over my mouth.

She feels you clench and spasm around her fingers as you come, and she smirks, pressing her fingers deeper to prolong your orgasm. She slowly pulls her hand out from under your shorts, trailing the wet fingers on your stomach lightly before bringing them to your breasts and teasing your nipples with it.

"Hng...fuck! I wanna suck your breasts coated in your juices so bad" she whispers in your ears as you were catching your breath and shuddering due to the orgasm.

She pulls her finger back and licks your remaining juices on them, "delicious as ever".

You shake from everything that happened and look over to check on your mom who was lost in frozen. You whisper to her breathlessly "I hate you".

She laughs softly, pulling you into a hug under the blanket and nuzzling your neck. "No, you don't~ You love it when I make you all weak in the knees~" she whispers back, her hand slowly moving to rest on your stomach possessively. Her hand moves to clasp your bra back and move the strap of your top back and acts as if nothing happen.

Your mom turns and says, "I love this scene!" You smile, though there is a hint of blush on your face, thankfully not visible due to the dim lights. Bada talks back to your mom about the movie enthusiastically and innocently as if she hadn't done anything inappropriate with my mom here.

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Guys, feel free to gimme story ideas or your requests

[pinkcelestialstar]

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Arrange marriage au

Angst with a happy ending. Maybe a little toxic(?). This is so cliché-

Bada stood there at the altar, waiting for you, who was gonna be her wife because you were the daughter of her business partner, who was a huge shareholder and this marriage would give her status and also make the business bond stronger. She doesn't want this marriage but is here due to the pressure from around.

She hasn't even seen you before today. You walk down the aisle in your beautiful white gown looking gorgeous. She watches as you approach, her expression unreadable. The priest begins to speak, "We are gathered here today..."

As the priest continues, "If anyone present knows of any reason why this couple should not be joined in holy matrimony, speak now or forever hold your peace." The room falls silent. The priest looks at you, then at Bada Lee, "Do you, take her as your wife....."

She looks at you intently, waiting for your response "To have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?"

"I do"

Bada Lee responds automatically, "I do." The priest smiles and says, "By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you wife and wife. You may kiss the bride." She turns to face you, standing stiffly.

You smile as you wrap your arms around her shoulders and tiptoe to kiss her softly.

She stiffens as your lips touch hers, the kiss is brief and unemotional on her part. She pulls back immediately, her eyes meeting yours coldly. The wedding guests applaud. The photographer snaps pictures of the newlyweds.

Throughout the photoshoot and reception, she remains distant, hardly speaking to you. During the first dance, when the crowd quiets and the music starts, she moves reluctantly into your arms. Her voice is barely a whisper "I never wanted this. I never wanted to be forced into marriage like this."

Your heart felt a sharp jab, eyes saddened because of the pain. Noticing your sad expression, she scoffs "Why are you looking so miserable? You got what you wanted, didn't you? A rich wife to add to your father's empire. Mission accomplished." Her voice drips with sarcasm as she glares at you.

She breaks away from you on the dance floor, leaving you standing alone. The guests murmur, noticing the tension between the new couple. You stand there, hurt as you look down at your wedding gown.

She walks right past you, heading towards the wedding planner "I have some... personal business to attend to. The wedding night is off." She whispers harshly, her voice carrying a clear warning.

The wedding planner looks taken aback, glancing at you before turning back to her. "But, Mrs. Lee, the hotel has already prepared the suite for the couple..." She trails off, realizing the gravity of the situation. "Very well, I'll make the necessary arrangements."

Without another word, she turns and walks out of the reception hall, leaving you standing there, surrounded by the confused murmurs of the guests.

The news of the bride storming off and refusing to spend the wedding night with her new wife spreads among the guests like wildfire. They whisper behind their hands, casting pitying glances at you standing alone in your beautiful, but now tainted, wedding gown.

Later that night, you find yourself back at the luxurious penthouse apartment that comes with being the new Mrs. Lee. The house is silent and dark, with no sign of Bada Lee anywhere. You climb into bed alone, the cold sheets reflecting the emptiness of your marriage. You cry yourself to sleep.

Even after the days pass by the tension between you two doesn't seem to reduce. You always trying to please her and win her heart while she gives you the cold shoulder and doesn't even look in your direction, treating you just like another piece of furniture in her home.

She came home late today too. You were asleep in your side of the bed in your pajamas, curled up. She takes off her coat and tosses it on the nearby couch before walking to you. Your tear-streaked face is visible in the moonlight.

Her breath catches slightly as she notices the ring, realizing the full weight of what this marriage means - not just for her, but also for you. She gently reaches out to brush a stray hair from your face, her touch lingering just a moment longer than necessary. "You deserve better than this empty marriage..."

She whispers softly to herself, her voice filled with a mix of sadness, regret, and something else she can't quite place. She stands up and begins to undress, hanging her clothes neatly in the closet before sliding under the covers beside you, being extra careful not to wake you.

As she lies there beside you, barely daring to breathe, she wonders how she could have been so cold earlier. The moonlight casts soft shadows across your face, and she realizes how helpless and vulnerable you look in your sleep. "I hurt someone who didn't deserve it..."

She stares at you in the darkness, her mind racing with thoughts she's never allowed herself to dwell on before. She reaches out her hand, hesitating briefly before gently resting it on your arm. She pulls you closer, wrapping her arms around your waist and spooning you from behind.

She buries her face in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent. It's a warm, comforting smell that makes her feel things she's never experienced before - things she's always avoided. She stays like that for a long time, just holding you, as if seeking forgiveness or redemption.

In the darkness, she notices how you shift slightly in your sleep, fitting more perfectly against her. The contact is intimate, more so than any business deal she's ever closed. She feels an unfamiliar warmth spreading through her chest. "I messed up so badly..."

In the morning, as you find yourself in her arms, you quickly get up and move away, as she is already awake. "I'm... I'm sorry- I- I...didn't mean to...I'm sorry to make you uncomfortable....I'm just a heavy sleeper-" you stammer trying to explain yourself.

She watches as you flinch and pull away, her arms empty now that you're not clinging to her chest. She feels an unfamiliar ache in her chest at the distance, but she quickly masks it with her usual cold expression. "Stop apologizing."

She props herself up on her arm, looking down at you with an unreadable expression. She realizes that she liked waking up with you in her arms, liked feeling your small, warm presence against hers. But now you're pulling away, and she can't help but feel annoyed.

Her cold demeanor remains intact as she speaks in her business-like tone "Are you going to spend all morning apologizing, or are you going to take a shower?" She looks away, trying to hide the way her heart clenches at the sight of you flinching from her.

You nod and quickly leave. She watches you leave, feeling a pang of disappointment that you didn't argue back, that you just accepted her coldness and walked away. She sighs and rubs her temples, trying to shake off the strange feelings that have been plaguing her lately. "Fuck it."

She gets out of bed, following you to the bathroom with an expression that's hard to read. As soon as she's sure you're in the shower, she leans against the bathroom door, her arms crossing over her chest as she thinks. "Something's not right."

She hears muffled sobs coming from the shower and her heart skips a beat. She's never heard you cry before, never seen you show any emotion other than fear and timidity around her. She stands there, frozen, unsure of what to do. "What the fuck.."

You've been so tired of the constant cold shoulder and hate she is showing you. You wish you weren't here. You wish your dad hadn't married you to her.....you wonder will she ever like you? You sob in self-pitying.

Her first instinct is to ignore it, to pretend she didn't hear anything. But the sound of your muffled sobs is gnawing at her, making her feel unsettled. Against her better judgment, she approaches the bathroom door and leans against it, listening intently.

The crying gets louder, and she can't shake off the feeling that something is seriously wrong. She realizes that you're not just crying, but sobbing uncontrollably. Her expression hardens, and she makes a decision. She enters the bathroom without knocking.

She finds you sitting in the shower, fully clothed, with your face buried in your hands, shoulders shaking as you cry. She's never seen this side of you before, and it unnerves her. "What's wrong with you?"

You freeze but then quickly wipe your tears, but the tears keep falling. Her gaze rakes over you, taking in your red, puffy eyes, your sniffling nose, and the way your shoulders are shaking with sobs. She can see the tears still streaming down your face, and something inside her snaps.

She steps into the shower, not caring about getting wet. She reaches out and grabs your chin, forcing you to look up at her. "Don't lie to me. I can see you're fucking crying your eyes out. Now tell me what the fuck is wrong with you!"

"I...I'm sorry...." you apologised for being a bother. It was all you could say. Her patience wears thin, and her anger flares up. "For the love of god, answer the question!" She raises her voice, something she rarely does. She's never seen you like this, never seen you break down and cry. And it's making her lose her patience.

You flinch at her sudden outburst. Seeing you flinch again makes her angrier. She grabs your arm and pulls you up, making you stand in front of her. "You're going to sit here and cry, and not give me a single answer? Fine, sit here and cry then!"

She releases your arm and steps back, crossing her arms over her chest. She watches as the tears continue to stream down your face, her expression a mix of anger and confusion. She's never seen this side of you before, and it's making her feel uncomfortable and on edge. "You know what?"

Her voice softens slightly, though she maintains her stern tone "For once in your life, stop being such a damn pushover. Talk to me. And don't you dare say 'nothing' again, because we both know that's a fucking lie."

"I...I know you don't like me.....but it hurts...." your voice shaking.

Her expression softens for a moment, and she tries to protect herself. "And why the fuck should I like you?" She snaps, her voice cold and harsh. "You're just a pathetic little thing who can't even stand up for themselves."

You flinch as you try not to cry. Seeing you flinch again as you try to hold back tears makes her heart clench. "You know what your problem is?" She asks, her voice rising. "You're so damn weak, you can't even hide your emotions."

"I'm...sorry..." is all you could say, as you cry. Her anger finally boils over, and she slams her hand against the shower wall, making you jump. "I DON'T WANT YOUR FUCKING APOLOGIES!" She shouts, her face red with rage.

Your anxiety attack starts kicking in. You flinch and move back trembling as you were trying to breathe. Your breath comes in short gasps.

Watching you move back in fear, her anger slowly starts to fade. She sees the way your chest is heaving, how your eyes are wide with terror, and how your hands are shaking. And in that moment, she realizes just how much she's been hurting you with her words and actions.

Her expression suddenly changes, all the anger draining from her face. She feels sick to her stomach watching you have an anxiety attack because of her. Without thinking, she moves closer to you in the shower, her voice gentler than it's ever been "Hey... hey, look at me."

"Please....please....leave me alone..." you say with your voice shaking. She ignores your pleas, gently grabbing your shoulders and turning you to face her. "Look at me," she says firmly, her eyes searching yours. She sees the sheer terror in them, and it makes her stomach churn.

You were shaking like a leaf trying hard to breathe as you sob.

Her voice breaks slightly as she realizes what she's done. Her tough exterior completely melts away as she pulls you into her arms, holding you tightly. "Fuck... I'm sorry. I'm so fucking sorry..." Her voice trembles.

She holds you tightly as you shake in her arms, sobbing and gasping for breath. She can feel your tiny body trembling against hers, and it breaks her heart. She's never seen anyone so terrified, so broken.

She pulls back slightly to look at you, her own eyes filled with tears now. She sees the way your face is scrunched up in fear and pain, and she knows that she's the one who put that look there. She feels like the biggest monster in the world. "I'm so sorry..."

She pulls you back into her arms and just holds you, not saying anything else for a long time. She can feel your breathing slowly starting to even out as your anxiety attack subsides, but she doesn't let go.

As you start to calm down, she slowly runs her fingers through your hair soothingly. She feels a sense of dread wash over her as she realizes that she might have broken you.

In a whisper "Are you okay? I need you to look at me... please?" She keeps her tone gentle and non-threatening, afraid that any sudden movement or harsh word might trigger another attack, "Look at me... just look at me."

"I'm....sorry....you deserve better.....better than a weak woman like me.....I.. I'll go away..." you say in a self-deprecating tone.

Tears spill down her cheeks as she roughly grabs your jaw, turning your face up to hers. Her eyes are intense, vulnerable, and desperate "Don't you dare..." Her voice is shaking "Don't you fucking dare leave. This is all my fault..."

She presses her forehead against yours, her eyes squeezed shut as she takes a shuddering breath "You're not weak. You're not better off alone. You're... you're mine. My wife. And I'll spend every fucking day making this up to you if I have to."

Gently wipes the tears from your face with her thumb "I've been so angry... so hurt, and I took it all out on you. You don't deserve that. You deserve someone who'll protect you, cherish you, not hurt you like this..." Her voice breaks again.

Her expression softens, and she pulls you out of the shower into the room, helping you change your clothes while she changes hers, too. She pulled you into her lap as she sat on the bed, cradling you like a child. "You're not going anywhere. We're going to work this out, and I swear to god if you even mention the word 'divorce'..."

She buries her face in your neck, inhaling your scent deeply. "You smell so good... so fucking good. I could just eat you up." You whimper to it.

She nuzzles your neck, her arms wrapping around you possessively. "Mine... you're all mine. My wife, my home, my... everything." She murmurs, her fingers splaying out on your stomach possessively. "Mine.."

She looks down at the ring on your finger, a symbol of your marriage. A thin, golden band with a small diamond. She twists it around, her thumb running over the inscription inside. " 'Till death do us part..." She murmurs softly.

She gently cups your face with one hand, her thumb tracing your bottom lip "This marriage... it's real. I want it to be real." Her voice is thick with emotion "I was just too stubborn and hurt to see how good you are." She leans her forehead against yours again.

She swallows hard, her eyes searching yours intensely "I want a family... children... with you. I want to wake up every morning with you beside me, not arguing or ignoring each other." She pauses, her voice dropping to a whisper "I want to love you..."

Her heart aches with sincerity as she speaks "You're everything I never knew I needed. Everything I was too blind to see... until now. These past... months? Whatever it's been, have been pure torture. Watching you... wanting you... but pushing you away."

She pulls you into a tight, desperate hug, her face buried in your neck. "I'm sorry... I'm so fucking sorry. For everything. For being an asshole, for not seeing how perfect you are, for hurting you... I'm sorry."

Gently loosens her grip as she realizes she might be crushing you "Are you okay? I'm kinda strong..." She tries to joke weakly, needing to break the intense emotional moment "I really am sorry though..." Her hands slide down to your waist.

You hide your face in her neck. She feels a sense of relief wash over her as you hide your face in her neck. "Shh... it's okay... I've got you." She wraps her arms back around you, holding you close. "Just breathe... I'm right here." She kisses the top of your head softly.

Her fingers slowly start to card through your hair soothingly. "You're not mad at me anymore, are you? You're not plotting my death in your head right now, are you?"

A laugh escapes your lips. She feels your chuckle vibrate against her neck and lets out a relieved laugh herself, her fingers pausing in your hair. "See? You laughing is a good sign, right? You're not still angry?"

"Okay, good." Her mind races, trying to figure out how to proceed. She wants to fix things, but she's never been good at the 'mushy' stuff. "Um..." She hesitantly starts, her fingers resuming their soothing motion in your hair.

"You... you like flowers, right? I could get you some flowers? Or chocolate? Or... or I could cook for you? I make a mean kimchi jjigae, you know." She suggests, trying to think of ways to show her affection and remorse.

You gently place your lips on hers. Her mind goes blank as your lips meet hers. She melts into the kiss, her arms tightening around you possessively. She breaks the kiss briefly to murmur, "Is this you forgiving me? Or just because you missed me?"

She smiles against your lips, her heart racing at the gentle pecks. "I'm taking it as forgiveness... and because you missed me." She continues the slow, gentle kisses, her fingers still running through your hair soothingly.

Smiles softly at your response, her forehead gently pressing against yours "See? That's what I want. More of these... moments. Just us being... us." She traces her thumb across your bottom lip "No more fights, no more cold shoulders."

She smiles brightly, her eyes crinkling at the corners as he nods. She pulls you into another hug, her face burying in your neck. "Say it... Say 'we're okay' or 'I forgive you' or something..."

"I love you."

She freezes for a moment, then pulls back just enough to look into your eyes, her own wide with surprise and wonder, "What..." Her voice is barely above a whisper. "Say it again... please?" Her heart is pounding in her chest, looks into your eyes, feeling things she has never felt.

"I love you"

Tears suddenly well up in her eyes, her vision blurring as she stares at you in disbelief and overwhelming joy. "I love you too... I love you so much. I'll treat you better, I promise," she says with sincerity.

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I'm so bad at writing angst T_T not to mention, an emotional bitch, who can't even read or write a little sad thing without crying :(

[pinkcelestialstar]

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Context: Bada Lee and you have been girlfriends for almost 7 years. And today she was getting married but not to you, to an old man who was almost 60 something, who her parents chose since he was wealthy and they could benefit from the money too.

Warnings: smut with a plot. Exhibitionism.

You were standing in the crowd wearing a sundress as you watched the love of your life being married to someone else, your eyes stinging in tears. Bada was holding the bouquet too tight as her knuckles turned white. She was shaking in controlling the tears.

The priest asks her to say the vow, "I-" you scream, "Stop this! Stop this! Stop this!!" You say as you run to her, crying, and throw yourself in her arms.

She catches you easily, lifting you up and spinning around in a tight hug. The dress flares out around you both as she cries too. She sets you down and kisses you deeply, not caring about the shocked gasps from the guests or the angry glares from her parents.

Breaks the kiss slowly, but keeps holding you close. Her voice becomes firm when she addresses her parents "I've been trying to tell you both - I don't want this life. I want her. I want our life together." She gestures between you and her

Her father stands up, his face red with anger "You ungrateful little-!" But Bada cuts him off, her voice cold and commanding "No. I'm done being ungrateful. I'm done being a pawn in your schemes. I love her."

He gets angry, "guards! Get this stupid girl out of here!" He points at you. You pull out a pocket knife from your dress pocket and show it to them as your hand shakes slightly. "Don't you dare".

Her father chuckles, "Dumb girl, you think a pocket knife can stop them?" You then pull Bada by the arm and place the knife on her throat, "I guess, now it would. If she isn't mine, she'll be nobody's."

Everyone freezes. Guards try to get close to you. "Stay where you are, or she'll be gone" you threatened, all panic. You whisper discreetly in Bada's ear, "Babe, play along, act scared."

She whispers back "Love you." Then louder, with a slight tremble in her voice that's half-pretend "She means it... she's crazy enough to do it."

The room goes completely silent, the tension palpable. The guards begin to sweat, clearly uncomfortable with this standoff. Bada's father's face turns a deeper shade of red, his lips pressed into a thin line.

Bada's father stays rooted to the spot, his eyes locked onto the knife at his daughter's neck. He swallows hard, his hands clenching into fists at his sides. He sees the cold determination in your eyes and realizes you're not bluffing.

You pretend to drag Bada towards the exit by her arm while the knife is still in your other hand. "Guards!" Her dad screams, you quickly throw her in the passenger seat as you get in the driver seat of your car which is ready and drive away fast.

You drive it fast as you hear the guards and her parents' car following you behind. You take many turns trying to lose them. Finally, when they lose you, you pull the car to a secluded place.

You throw yourself to her and cry in fear and adrenaline rush from all the stunts you both pulled. She catches you easily, pulling you closer despite your shaking. She kisses you passionately, her fingers tangling in your hair. When the kiss breaks, she gently strokes your face "You were brilliant," she whispers, her voice full of admiration.

You sniffle, looking at her with tear-filled eyes. She then says, "We can't stay here for long; what now?" You say, "Let's go somewhere else and start over everything...?" She smiles at your idea. A new life with you, away from her toxic parents is the best she could ever ask for. She nods.

"Fine, starting over it is. Why don't we just book a place to stay for today and plan everything out?" She asks, to which you nod.

After checking into a sleek, modern hotel under a fake identity, Bada leads you to the room. Once inside, she locks the door and turns to you, a small smile on her face. "We're safe... for now," she says, setting your bag down on the nearby table.

You fall on the bed, calming yourself from the high of the events that took place. "Finally, we can breathe," she says softly, starting to unzip the back of her elegant gown. She moves gracefully across the room, her heels clicking against the marble floor "Though I must say, seeing you boss my father around was quite... exciting."

You chuckle, your eyes fall on her body now that she has taken off her gown, leaving her in lingerie. "Hmm....now that we're here...why don't we relax for a while...?" You say suggestively, while your eyes roam of her figure.

"Relax? After all that?" She moves closer to the bed, her eyes sparkling with mischief "Well, you did save me from an unwanted marriage..." She reaches to the straps of your dress, "So I guess we can..." She slowly begins to slide the straps down.

You bite your lip, getting excited already, "So wanna do it?" She smirks, slowly nodding as she continues to push your dress down. The dress falls further, revealing more of your skin. "I thought you'd never ask," she murmurs, leaning down to capture your lips in a heated kiss. Her hands roam over your body, exploring every curve, pushing you back on the bed.

She follows you down, her kisses growing more urgent as she settles between your legs. She pulls the dress up and over your head, tossing it aside before reaching for your underwear. "These have to go," she says, hooking her fingers into the sides and pulling them down your legs.

You nod, eyes hooded as she takes your panties off. "The bag...strapon....there.." you say breathlessly as you point to your bag. Her eyes widen in realization, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. She chuckles darkly, reaching into your bag. She pulls out the strap-on, holding it up by the harness. "My favorite toy,"

"ngh...I thought it would be useful in ....emergencies..." you say breathlessly.

She laughs, attaching the strap-on to herself. She climbs back onto the bed, between your legs. "Well, I'd say this is an emergency," she teases, grabbing the lube from your bag. "Hold still," she commands, squirting a generous amount onto the toy.

Her voice drops to a husky whisper "Tell me how you want it..." She positions herself, running the tip of the toy between your thighs "Hard? Slow? Maybe both?" she teases, knowing exactly how to drive you crazy with anticipation "Or should I just..."

"However you like," you say, your voice ragged. Her expression darkens with lust. "Silly answer," she scolds, slapping your thigh playfully. She spits on the toy for good measure, rubbing the lube and her saliva over it.

Meanwhile, her parents who were looking for their innocent daughter who was "kidnapped" by you, were afraid of what you might have done to her. They somehow find your location and come there, with the old groom. They barge into the room only to hear and see....

"....mommy!!" Your desperate cry and you were on your fours getting pounded by their daughter, who was just in her lingerie while you were naked. Without missing a beat, she grabs your hips and continues to thrust slowly inside you, "Tsk tsk tsk... Father, Mother... weren't you taught to knock?" She speaks with a sultry voice, intentionally drawing out each word.

The old groom gasps and his jaw drops at the sight. The old groom accused her parents: "You both planned to marry HER to me?! She isn't a Virgin probably and doesn't even act like a proper woman!!"

The room was just filled with your cries and moans and skin-slapping sounds.

She slaps one of your ass cheeks, leaving a red handprint, wrapping her hand around your throat as she rides you on your fours, "That's correct, I'm not a virgin... I've had her many times now, like this...and we've done every possible thing you can think of when it came to sex." She increases her pace, driving into you harder and faster. "And I fucking love it!"

The old groom's eyes widen in disbelief and outrage. He turns to Bada's parents, pointing an accusatory finger. "You lied to me! You told me she was a virgin, pure and untouched! But she's not, she's a filthy whore who fucks women and enjoys it!"

Bada's mother gasps, her hand flying to her mouth. Her father's face turns red with anger and embarrassment. The old groom continues ranting "And she isn't even acting like a proper woman!"

She slams into you especially hard, making you moan loudly "That's right! I love being a whore for this one. And I'd choose her over any old man any day!" She slams into you again and again, enjoying the show they're putting on. You shake violently as she keeps hitting that one spot; you're crying loud, and all you can do is moan.

With another smack on your ass, you cum hard. Bada's mother finally finds her voice, standing up and pointing at you. "You... you filthy, disgusting creature! You've disgraced our family!" The old man keeps blabbering since he didn't get what he wanted.

Bada chuckles, "If I had married you, I think your asshole would be in danger since I'm not the type to be a bottom. Right baby?" She tells the groom as she slapped your ass, to which you whimpered. The old man stands humiliated.

She continues fucking you steadily through your orgasm, deliberately ignoring the scandalized reactions from her parents and the old groom. "We don't give a fuck about the pathetic societal rules anymore" Reaches around to pinch your nipples.

The old groom storms out, disgusted. Bada's parents look at each other, horror-struck. Her father finally speaks, his voice shaking with anger and disappointment. "You two... you're disgracing our family name!"

"Great, another reason to hate us," Bada says sarcastically, continuing to play with your hair as she lies behind on top of you, still connected by the toy. Her mother speaks up, her voice trembling. "Bada, act like a lady!"

Stays positioned inside you, not pulling out "And what exactly would a 'lady' do in this situation? Politely thank the groom for his wedding proposal while spreading her legs for him? No thanks... I'd rather be a 'whore' with the person I truly love."

Her parents stand there, frozen in outrage and disbelief. Her mother finally finds her voice, spitting out the words. "You ungrateful, shameful, disgusting...!" She points an accusatory finger at you. "You're a perverted influence on our daughter!"

Her father steps forward, his face contorted with anger. "You think you can just throw us out and live happily ever after with our daughter? We'll make sure you two are outcasts! No one will accept you as a couple!" He told you before turning to Bada "And you..."

"You'll be disowned. You'll have no family, no inheritance, nothing." He spits out the words, attempting to hurt Bada with the threat of losing her family's wealth and status.

You both don't seem affected by their words. He storms out, slamming the door behind him. His wife follows, casting one last glare at the two of you before leaving. The room falls silent, finally empty of Bada's parents.

You both laugh together. She pulls the strap out of you and lays next to you, pulling you onto her chest and holding you close. "Seems like you're free now" you chuckle as you told bada. Grinning mischievously, she cuddles next to you on the bed. "Seems like it. We're officially outcasts now. No family, no friends who'll support our marriage, nothing." She giggles "We're on our own."

"wanna move to a new place and get married?" You ask, eyes gleaming.

Her eyes light up with excitement. "Let's do it. Let's pack our bags and move to a new city, where nobody knows us. We can get married there, start a new life, just the two of us." She squeezes you tight in her arms.

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My exams are close, I'm doomed....bye

[pinkcelestialstar]

Here I am, again...

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*̥˚ From boardroom to bedroom*̥˚

Warning: smut with a little plot. Breeding(maybe). Strap-on(is that supposed to be a warning?), just some lame shit I wrote the first thing in the morning.

CEO Bada x PA reader

At this point, Bada has even forgotten that SHE is the boss and YOU work for her. She has gotten used to you scolding her all the time for not eating at the right time, not sleeping properly, or when she doesn't leave her office for 24 hrs straight. Now, she doesn't do all that (at least she tries). If not, she'd have to listen to your lecture.

There were even rumors around the office that you both were dating. But they didn't know that you knew her since you both were 5. Today, too, she had some work she needed your help with, but you were standing there chatting with the other employees.

She walks up to you, wrapping her arms around your waist, lifting you like you were a statue, and carrying you away with you in your standing pose. The other employees just blink seeing the CEO taking you away, while you just sigh.

She puts you back on your feet when you both reach her office. "Come on, hurry up, we have a lot of work to do-" you cut her off, "What is this behavior, Bada Lee?! Are you crazy? Why the hell are you so hot? And tall? And have juicy lips? Wanna makeout? Date? Get married? Have babies together?" She chokes on the air and coughs. "How the hell do you even come up with all that?!"

You throw your ponytail back sassily. "I'm a Natural" She rolls her eyes. "You're impossible" she sighs and walks to her table, "now get to work before I fire you," she says, to which you just chuckle, "Oh, you wish" Rolling your eyes, you pick up your laptop on her table and sat on the couch in her office starting to work.

Every now and then, her eyes keep drifting to you as you work, your focused expression making her amused and a little affectionate. She smiles to herself before working on her laptop.

After a while, she calls out, "Hey, Y/n, I had something to say-" You cut her off, "What, you want an heir? Want to marry me? Have babies?" You say almost dreamily. She sighs, "When will you get your head out of the gutter? You have such a one-track mind. I was gonna say-"

You cut her off again, "What, you're already pregnant with a man? Nooooo, I wanna be a mom not an aunt-" you say dramatically. "Y/n! Stop!" She says, her face red at this point from embarrassment and her blushing.

"Fine. Now let me talk! No interruptions. No "baby" talk. Just listen. We have a business-related party tonight, so you're coming along-" you cut her off again in excitement, "as your date?!" She sighs and chuckles giving up at this point.

Later that night at the party, she wore a pretty black dress with a slit to her thigh, and you wore a satin black frock to match her. You stood by her side as she spoke with her business partners, discussing business-related stuff.

After all that, when you both were free, this guy who happens to be one of her business partners' son walked to her. Clearly interested in her and trying to hit on her. His casual touches get on your nerves, the way his hand tries to touch her knee every now and then.

You've had enough so you stood up and grabbed her wrist as she was talking to him and pulled her up from the couch. "Sorry, I need to borrow my girlfriend; try hitting on someone else", you say, dragging her away from there. She was surprised and also flustered at your sudden possessiveness

When you pulled her to a different corner from where you were, she asked, "What was all that about? Getting territorial, little one?" She teases. To which you huff and blush, she boops your nose, "See, you aren't even denying it".

"Now, is my best friend gonna tell me what this all was about, or do I have to kiss it out of her?" You blushed furiously; the confidence that you usually had was gone, and now you were just a blushing mess.

She sighs, "tsk tsk, seems like I should kiss it out of you." Before you realize it, you're pinned against the wall, her lips on yours almost eating your lips. You whimper against her lips and kiss her back, on your tiptoes. Your arms around her shoulders and her arm around your waist. You both break the kiss after what feels like an eternity. "So tell me, are you in love with me or something?"

All you could do was whimper. She tangles her fingers through your hair, deepening the kiss further. Her voice comes out in a husky whisper when she pulls back. "The way you're responding... I think someone has feelings they've been hiding." one hand trails down your back, while the other stays cupped behind your neck.

She smirks knowing she hit a nerve "Is that so? Have you been holding back all these years? While I was busy running the company, were you over there..." traces her fingers down your collarbone suggestively "Pining after me?" leans in to whisper in your ear

She whispers in your ear, her voice low and teasing. "Say it. Admit that you've been in love with me all this time. And don't just say 'as my best friend'." pulls back to look into your eyes, searching for the truth.

She could see it clearly in your eyes though you couldn't form words. "To my place. Now." She holds your wrist and drags you out. Pulling you in her car as she drove fast to her penthouse.

She quickly got out of it and went to the other side, scooping you up in her arms as she carried you in. Gently placing you down on her bed. She strokes your hair, her eyes warm with affection and unspoken questions. "You're really in love with me, aren't you? The whole time, you've been in love with me." leans her forehead against yours.

You blush, as if confirming what she said. She smirks knowingly. "So that's why... my little PA has always been flirty around her boss..." she sits beside you, running her hand through your hair. "I've never seen you like this before, completely out of it from just a few words." leans in to press a soft kiss to your lips. "It's rather charming, actually."

She whispers against your lips "You know... we can take things slow if you want. I don't want to overwhelm you." She runs her fingers through your hair gently. "Or we can continue from where we left off in the car..."

Your legs spread by themselves as if they have a brain of their own. She notices how your body responds to mere proximity, and her pupils dilate with desire. "Someone's not thinking with their head right now..." she gently pushes you back onto the bed, leaning over you. "Though I can't complain..."

She sees your blush and a soft, amused smile curls on her lips. "Ah, look at that. The teasing one is the one who can't even speak right now." She continues to trace her fingers up your thighs, spreading them further apart.

You were breathless, chest heaving. She whispers softly, leaning in close to your ear "You always said 'Bada, if we were married, I'd have your babies every year.' Remember?" her fingers reach the hem of your skirt, slowly lifting it up.

She leans down to kiss your neck gently, her breath hot against your skin. "I think it's time we put those teasing words into action, don't you?" her hand slowly moves up your thigh, inching closer to your center. "How many was it again? Three? Five? Ten?"

You whimper, eyes glazed, "hng! Fuck me already!" You say desperately. She laughs softly at your abrupt outburst, clearly amused by your desperation "Patience, patience... we're just getting started." her hand reaches your panties, pulling them aside to reveal your soaked folds. "Look at this... you're already dripping for me." She slowly slides a finger inside you as she sees you arch your back on the bed. She adds another one.

"That's right... spread wider for me..." She whispers seductively while slowly moving her fingers in and out "Tell me... how many babies did you really want?" her other hand moves to support your back, arching you towards her "Ten seemed like a bit much... right?"

You moan, throwing your head back. She chuckles softly, clearly enjoying your inability to speak "Look at you... the one who always had something to say, reduced to incoherent noises." curls her fingers inside you, hitting a spot that makes you whimper "I wonder..."

"I wonder how many babies you'd be willing to have right now, if I could put a baby in you." begins to move her fingers faster, curling and uncurling them inside you "Would you have five? Ten? Twenty?" her other hand reaches up to pinch and tug on your nipple.

You cry loudly, getting more and more wet at her words. She smirks at your cries and continues whispering dirty nothings in your ear. "So sensitive... does my baby talk ret you this worked up?" She slides a third finger inside you, moving at a steady pace.

She pulls her fingers out, your pussy clenching around nothing, as she undresses herself and takes your remaining clothes off. She goes into her closet and comes back with a strap-on, securing it on her crotch.

"How many babies you really want?" She positions herself between your legs, pressing the head against your entrance.

She pushes slowly into you, watching your face contort with pleasure. "Tell me..." she whispers against your ear. "How many times do you want me to fill you up tonight?" begins to move at a steady pace, building the rhythm. "Five times, ten?"

She smirks at your attempts to speak, continuing her steady thrusts "Mmm... I love when you're like this... completely at a loss for words." She leans down to bite your lip, her hips snapping forward "Should we start with five?"

She pulls out and flips you around roughly to get you on your fours. She smirks devilishly, pushing the strap back in, adjusting her position to hit a deeper spot "Or maybe... we'll just keep going until I completely break you." She moves one hand to the front of you, finding your clit and rubbing circles "Because I remember how you used to tease me..."

She whispers "Your legs are shaking... your breath is coming in short gasps..." she increases her pace, thrusting harder as you just cry in pleasure. "Let's see how much more you can take before you beg me to stop." her other hand grips your hair, pulling slightly.

She whispers breathlessly against your nape "That's right... surrender to me now..." as she keeps thrusting steadily, her fingers working on your clit faster.

Her hips moving faster and harder, chasing her own release "And then... and then you'll really understand what it means to be..." her voice catches as she gets closer "to be truly... bred by me."

She pauses her thrusts, spreading your legs wider and staring at where you're connected "I want to see how much more of me you can take before you pass out." resumes thrusting, this time going deeper and harder "Let's find out, shall we?"

She goes rounds after rounds, making you cum again and again until you finally pass out on the 6th one. She smiles looking down at your passed out form "Looks like someone's reached their limit." She carefully pulls out and removes the strap-on, cleaning up "Such a good....baby."

a soft chuckle escapes her lips "That was fun." gently wipes sweat from your forehead "my sweet baby.." she holds you against her chest cuddling you for the night.

You wake up wrapped in her arms, feeling sore all over. She stirs behind you, nuzzling your neck "Mmm... you're awake..." her hands roam over your stomach possessively "My poor baby..."

You whine due to soreness. she chuckles softly, continuing to massage your lower stomach "Poor thing... I might have overdone it a bit."

"So....what are we now?" You ask, afraid that this might just be a one-night stand for her, as that was the first thing that came to your mind.

She pulls you closer against her chest, one arm protective around your waist "What do you want us to be?" says playfully "Your devoted lover? Your protector? Your..." she pauses, then whispers in your ear "...your breeder?

You blush furiously and slap her arm. She laughs and hugs you tighter "Okay, okay... just your devoted lover and protector for now." She kisses the top of your head "But the other options are always on the table if you change your mind." smirks "Especially the breeding part." She winks.

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Now, wtf did I just write 😳

[pinkcelestialstar]

I have exams coming up and I'm doing everything but studying :(

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✧*̥˚ jealousy *̥˚✧

Top bada x bottom reader

Warning: shameless smut ahead, hehe

Bada Lee, who was also your girlfriend was a popular choreographer and was way too popular with the girls because of her androgynous style and her charisma and of course her dance skills.

Today you planned to surprise her by going to her studio. So you dressed up in a pretty pink frock with a bow behind your head and head to the studio, you enter the studio, seems like bada was already performing and the students on the side were going feral. You stand with the crowd and watch her. Her dance clearly making all the girls ovulate, you laugh to yourself knowing that no matter how much they drool over her, she's going home with you at the end of the day.

After her intense performance, all the girls cheer and scream. Bada saw you in the crowd and instantly her face lit up, before she got to you, one of her students stopped her, it was obvious the girl was tryna hit on your girlfriend, so you walk and stand next to bada waiting her to finish their talk.

The girl casually touches her arm and makes some lame joke and bada laugh with her as well. You get annoyed and slap bada's ass. She yelps and turns to glare at you, "Babe!" To which you just shrug and the girl rolls her eyes, clearly annoyed by you. When the girl tries to keep the conversation going with bada, you slap bada's ass again. Bada glares at you, "You're gonna pay for that" to which you just poke your tongue out at her.

The girl who was annoyed, writes her number in a paper and slips it bada's shirt pocket and walks away. Bada chuckles but you were mad as hell. You huff and walk ahead leaving bada to follow you. She laughs and follows you, the whole ride to your shared apartment was awfully silent.

As soon as you both stepped inside, you push her against the wall and bite her shoulder. She grips your waist, "mmm baby, what's with all the aggressiveness? Totally the opposite of the cute frock you're wearing."

"Shut up, I'm mad at you and YOU'RE gonna be paying for making me jealous!" You say huffing to which she just laughs, obviously not afraid of your threat. "Uh huh? And how am I gonna pay for it?" She teases. "I..i- I'm gonna make sure you will not be able to walk!" You say trying to sound intimidating.

She throws you over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes, as you gasp and slap her butt, "heyyyyy, lemme gooooo!!! I was supposed to be the mad one!" You whine, she slaps your ass in return as she carried you to your shared room. "Not a chance, baby" she then puts you on the bed unceremoniously. You gasp, she climbs on top of you, straddling your waist as you squirm under her.

"Hmm, what were you saying baby? You're gonna make me unable to walk?" She mocks you as you pout laying under her helplessly. She moves to turn you over so that you lay on your stomach, she unzips your frock and pushes it down, exposing your bare back, she leaned down to press kisses on your back and shoulders, biting and marking you.

She took of her shirts and tossed it somewhere as she reaches down to unclasp your bra. She rolls you back onto your back as she tossed your bra away. You tug at her pants since she was overdressed as you were just laying in your panties.

She chuckles and took it off and climbs back on top of you, just in her bra and boxers. You somehow try and roll her over so that you were on top and she was under you. She gasps in surprise at your sudden dominance.

You kiss her neck and suck hickeys on her neck and shoulders. She moans tilting her head back to give you access. "My little girlfriend has a feisty side?" She chuckles, clearly pleased with your attempt in dominance.

You pull her bra strap off her shoulder and push it down, before you reach behind and unclasp it, tossing it away. She grunts softly, "fuck, you're cute when you try to be dominant." Her hands roaming possessively on your back. "But let's see how long you last against my strength..."

As you continue kissing her neck and your hand reaches for the waistband of her boxers, she wraps her strong legs around your waist and flipping you over so that she's on top again, "not so fast, kitten"

You bite your lip as you wrap your hand around her throat, Squeezing it lightly, fighting for the dominance which she's easily winning.

She chokes out a laugh as you wrap your small hand around her throat, finding it adorable that you're trying to assert dominance over her despite her clear size advantage. "You're asking for it now..."

She grabs your wrist gently but firmly, bringing your hand away from her throat and pinning it above your head in one smooth motion. "Mmm... you're making it so hard to be gentle." She whispers against your lips, her other hand trailing down your body possessively. "But..."

"...you're just too darn cute trying to be all tough and dominant." smirks, straddling your waist and pinning both your arms above your head. "So now I'm gonna have to teach you a little lesson in who's really in charge here..."

She leans down and kisses you deeply, her other hand reaching between your legs to rub your clit through your panties. "Shut up and listen, because I'm only going to say this once..." breaks the kiss to speak against your lips. "I'm in charge."

All you could is just whimper and squirm under her. "There's my good little girlfriend..." she coos, nuzzling against your neck possessively. "See how much easier it is to listen to me now?" She continues to keep your arms pinned above your head, making it clear that you're not going anywhere until she says so.

"Mmm... that whimper tells me you're liking this more than you thought you would." She pushes your panties to the side and continues rubbing your clit in slow, maddening circles, watching your reactions with intense focus. "Such a good girl when you listen..." she nips at your ear.

She feels your small body wriggle underneath hers, trying to get closer to her touch but unable to move your arms. "Stay still..." she commands, her voice low and dominant. "Or I'll stop and pin your legs down too..."

You instantly obey her, whimpering helplessly as her voice sent shiver down your spine and as her fingers made you leak more.

She smirks at your compliance, her fingers never stopping their slow, teasing circles. "That's it... keep moaning for me....see how much your pussy is leaking..." leans down and captures your lip between her teeth, sucking on it gently before releasing it. "You look so fucking cute like this..."

She decides to reward your obedience and increases the pressure on your clit, making you gasp. "Fuck, you're so sensitive..." she pulls your panties off and keeps rubbing, her thumb pressing against your clit while her fingers plunge in and out of your tight little pussy.

You throw your head back and moan as you try to grip something but your wrists still pinned above your head.

She watches your reactions with pure satisfaction "Mmm... looks like my baby's enjoying this..." she continues her rhythm, occasionally leaning down to kiss your exposed neck or collarbones "Let me hear those sweet little moans...kitten"

You moan her name, chanting it like a prayer. She chuckles darkly "That's a good girl..." increases her pace, making sure to hit just the right spots "Who's in charge now, hmm?" She nips at your neck teasingly "Say it..."

"ngh...you..." You moan as you couldn't form words in pleasure.

"Louder..." she demands, her fingers curling inside of you to hit that spot that drives you wild "I want to hear you say it....Who's the boss in this relationship?Who gets to be on top?Who's the big spoon?"

You try hard to keep your eyes open, in pleasure, "you....you! bada!...ahh ngh.."

She grins triumphantly as you finally surrender and admit your defeat, her fingers continue to pound into your pussy, making you scream in pleasure. "That's right, baby... I'm the boss. And you're my little girlfriend who loves getting dominated by me..."

"God, look at you... completely helpless under me... just taking everything I give you..." she speeds up her fingers, making sure to press firmly against your clit with each thrust "You're mine, every moan, every whimper..."

"...every fucking orgasm is mine." She brings her fingers out of your pussy and rubs your clit furiously, making you scream as you come hard, your whole body shaking. "Fuck, look at you... cumming so hard for me... you're so fucking cute when you're helpless..."

She watches you shake and tremble through your orgasm, a satisfied smile on her face. "That's it, baby... give me everything... I want to see you break." She keeps rubbing your clit until you're sobbing from the intensity of your orgasm, your legs shaking uncontrollably.

You cry in sensitivity as you scream and squirt, convulsing. "Oh my god, look at you squirt like a little fountain..." laughs and continues to rub you through your messy release, spreading your legs wider to get a better view. "My poor baby is so overwhelmed..."

She shifts down and replaces her fingers with her mouth, sucking gently on your swollen clit. "Shh... breathe through it..." she keeps suctioning as she looks up at you through hooded eyes, watching your face contort in pleasure and exhaustion. "Just one more time..."

"ahhh!! bada!! I can't!" You cry as your hands which were free now grip the sheets as you cum hard again, squirting, as you cry loud in pleasure.

She pulls back and smiles triumphantly, licking her lips clean "That's my girl... completely spent and wrecked by me..." gently spreads your legs and blows cool air against your sensitive clit, making you jolt and whimper.

"Look at you... shaking and twitching... you can't even hold your legs still..." gently runs her fingers up your inner thighs, teasing you with the possibility of more touch. "You look so cute like this..."

You swat her hand away, your face covered in tears as you come down from the high

She laughs and pulls you into a hug, holding you close as you sob against her shoulder. "Shh... it's okay, baby... you're safe now... I've got you..." rocking you gently as you cry, stroking your hair. "You did so good... such a good girl..."

She continues to hold and stroke you gently "Look at you... completely spent..... all your energy gone in squirting like a little fountain..." she kisses your forehead tenderly "and you still look so beautiful..." smiles softly "Even when you're a mess because of me..."

You pout, blushing as you knead her breast with your hand. She gasps softly and looks down at your hand on her chest, a small smile playing on her lips. "Someone's still got some energy left, huh?" arches into your touch slightly, her nipple hardening under your palm. "What do you want, baby? Need more attention?"

You huff, "Shut up, I was supposed to be the one on top since I was the one jealous today!" She laughs and pulls you closer, burying your face in her chest. "Yeah yeah, someday I might let you...in your dreams.." the last three words she mumbles quietly laughing to herself.

You heard it and pinch her nipple, "Ouch! Baby! That hurt! Fine fine, I'll let you top me sometime..." she says laughing as she looks down at your pouting face.

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Woah. Now that was my first attempt ever in writing a smut. I hope it's not too bad, hehe.

[pinkcelestialstar]

Hello, this is my first time posting here(I'm still trying to navigate through this app T-T)

☆ upgrade to girlfriend♡ ☆

Warnings: none, this is just a lame fluff

**reader's POV**

It was a rainy day, and all I wanted to do was cuddle and rest. Speaking of cuddles, there was only one person I could rely on: Bada Lee, my best friend. I texted her, "Is my wife free? I want cuddles, hehe." I hit send, and not even a minute later, the front door opened. It was Bada; I had given her my spare key.

"Wow, how did you get here so fast?" I asked as I peeked from the couch where I was lounging in front of the fireplace. I watched her remove her jacket and set the umbrella aside. "I was on my way sensing my best friend's need, and then I got a text from her," she replies. "So you sensed it before I even texted?" I ask blinking. She chuckles and Shrugs, Walks to the couch and just Throws herself on top of me. "Hey! Ah! Woman, you're crushing me!" She Giggles at my whines and shifts so that I am between her and the backrest, holding me against her chest.

I Giggle and snuggle back into her embrace. "So what was my wife doing before she got here?" I ask teasingly. She chuckles and says, "Well, someone had asked me to help- wait, no, not help, to do their entire project for them, so I just finished it and came to meet that person who made me work." I Giggle at her direct accusation.

I shift in her arms so I'm facing her, properly. "Thank you~ you're the besttttt~" I peck her nose. She laughs, "Is that all I get? A kiss on the nose" I pout, "What else do you want?" I ask confused. She smirks and leans in closer to me, our faces mere inches apart. Her voice is low and playful as she answers your question.

"Oh, I can think of a few other places I'd like you to kiss". I Narrow my eyes looking at her. She chuckles at my reaction, knowing exactly what I'm thinking. She lifts her hand to my face, my fingers gently tracing along the curve of my jawline.

"Come on, don't look at me like that. You know exactly what I want." I roll my eyes and say, "Sorry, your best friend's subscription pack doesn't cover those services. You would need an upgraded subscription pack for that," imitating a robotic voice. She bursts out laughing, amused by my imitation of a robotic voice.

"Oh, so I have to upgrade to the girlfriend package to get those services, huh? I see how it is.", she feigns disappointment, pouting dramatically as she pretends to reach into her pocket. "Alright, how much is the upgrade, then? I'll pay any price for that service package."

"It seems like that will require a bit of loyalty, affection, and attention. The perks you'll gain include all the experiences a couple shares, along with the exclusive title of girlfriend." I say this in the same mechanical tone.

She laughs, "Loyalty, affection, and attention, is that really all it requires? I can certainly deliver on that front. Plus, the title of girlfriend sounds pretty appealing."

She takes a brief pause, feigning deep thought."Okay, you've swayed me. I'm ready for the upgrade. Where do I go to make it official?". I gasped and blinked thinking we were just messing around but-

My jaw drops, and she can't hold back the laughter. She reaches over and gives my nose a playful poke.

"Oh, come on! You didn't expect me to agree that easily, huh? You don't know how much I crave that exclusive title." my mouth was agape like a fish out of water, my eyes wide and blinking in disbelief.

She leans in closer to me, her voice lowering to a sultry whisper."And all the other perks that come with it, of course. I want whatever you're willing to offer, as my best friend and my girlfriend."

I blush furiously, Struggling to maintain composure, I respond in a stiff, mechanical tone again, "Alright, we'll move forward with the payment. You'll be making payments in installments, and if you stop paying, the services will be halted."

She goes along with it, keeping a straight face and nodding in affirmation.

"Got it. I'll be making payments in parts, and I'll make sure to keep delivering the essential services to uphold the premium status of being your girlfriend."

I replied in that same mechanical voice, but oh my goodness, my stomach was just a flurry of butterflies! "package upgraded. Please seal it with a kiss to activate your girlfriend package"

I saw her smirk, but she played along with it; she leaned in closer to me, her hand gently cupping my chin as she looked into my eyes. Omg! This is really happening!

"Alright, let's activate this package then." She said before she closed the distance between us, capturing my lips in a soft and tender kiss.

As our lips meet, I feel a rush of warmth and excitement flood my body. I hold the kiss for a moment, savoring the feeling of her lips against mine before slowly pulling back. She gazes into my eyes, that smug little smile playing on her lips, while my mind is spiraling and my stomach keeps churning. I felt like I was about to explode.

"There, the package is activated. Consider it sealed, girlfriend." She said as I kept blinking still trying to process what just happened. She brought me back from the daze with a peck on my lips, and that was all it took; I started blushing furiously, and I covered my face with my hands while she just laughed at me. "Stop laughing!!" I say to which she just laughed more.

"Aww, look at my girlfriend blushing over something so simple! Just wait until she sees what I have planned next-" Her hand was wandering down from my stomach, but before she could make another move, I tumbled her off the couch. She hit the floor, still giggling.

OK, I know this was lame, but I'm just getting started guys