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나연이 일부러 강간해달라고 짧은 원피스입으면서 몸으로 말하고있는데 무대에 내려오면 바로 원하는대로 벗겨서 강간하고싶다 그리고 무대에서 자기파트때 애널 틀어서 하읏소리내게 만들어서 모든팬들이 느끼는소리 듣게하고 보지 헐어서 임신할때까지 돌림빵당하게만들어어야지

나연이 납치해서 섹스노예로 만들어버리고싶다 나연이 일반인이었으면 지하철에서 사람 ㅈㄴ 많을때 뒤에 딱 붙어서 능욕할 수 있을듯 옷입고있어도 전날 돌림빵당해서 찌든 정자냄새와 보지듭냄새에 내 자지 세우고 나연이의 짧은 원피스에 내꺼 비비면 나연이 수치심 느낄듯나연이 원피스에 손넣어서 엉덩이골 사이에 손가락 집어넣고 ㅈㄴ 비비면 나연이 순간 느껴서 보짓물 찍 나오고 유두 빨�� 설듯 나연이 탱탱한 엉덩이 잡고 화장실로 끌고가서 변기에 앉혀서 원피스올리고 M자로 벌린담에 사진 찍고 나연이 털많은 보지 ㅈㄴ 쑤시면 첨엔 밀어내다가 하읏 이러면서 좋아하다가 곧 내 손길을 받아들이고 큰 골반 위로 올리면서 더 해달라고 애원할듯 나연이 보지 더 쑤셔서 나연이 서서히 오르가즘 느껴지고 보지에서 분수 터트리고 그담에 자지물러서사까시시키고 얼굴에 싸준다음 나연이 뒤로돌게하고 가슴움켜지고 개처럼박으면 나연이 너무좋아서 보짓물즐즐싸면서 더더 세게 박아달라고 애원하면 말도못하도록 더 개처럼박고 마지막에 자궁에 뜨거운정액흘러보내주고 인증샷 찍으면 나연이 노브라 노팬티로 시스루입히고 밖에내보내서 다른사람들한테 가슴보이고 보지에서 정액나오는거 부끄럽고 좋아서 꼭지쓰고 보짓물 즐즐흘러서 밑에 한강물되겠지 그담에 좁은 골목길에 끌려가서 돌림빵당하면서 좋다고 더 박아달라고하겠지

나연이 댓글로 많이능욕해주세요

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지민이 같은 년을 따먹어야하는데 이 ㄱㄹ같은 년은 지 얼굴ㅂㅈ가 예쁜것도 알지만 몸매도 ㅈ된다는걸 스스로 인지하고 있음. 그래서 일부로 큰 가슴 노출시키려고 꼭 달라붙거나 노출 많이 있는 의상입는듯함. 이런 옷 입고있을때 뒤에서 지민이 풍만한 가슴 콱 움켜잡으면 처음에는 거칠게 반항하면서 저항할 듯. 하지만 이런년 굴복시켜 따먹는게 더 맛있는 법. 유두 손가락으로 살살 돌리면서 혀로 지민이 야릇한 겨ㅂㅈ랑 목뒤에 애무해주면 자기도 모르게 ‘하응..좋아..’하면서 쉽게 느껴버릴듯ㅋㅋ

역시 한 걸그룹의 리더답게 가슴 크기가 리더 그 이상급이다. 이 슬랜더한 몸매에 거추장스러운 지민이 가슴 찰싹 때려주면서 수북한 지민이 ㅂㅈ털 하나하나 당겨주면 아파하면서 울먹거릴듯ㅋㅋ 그럼 예쁘게 화장한 지민이년 얼굴 다 망가지고 입ㅂㅈ에 ㅈㅈ마구 쑤셔박다가 얼굴 ㅂㅈ에 ㅈㅇ이랑 지민이 침이랑 섞여서 마구 뿌려줘야겠다.

요즘에 얼굴 ㅂㅈ 예쁘고 젖탱이 큰년 찾기가 힘든데 지민이 같은 ㄱㄹ년이 아이돌한다고 이렇게 흔들어주니까 참기 힘드네ㅋㅋ지민아 딱 기다려 무대 올라가기 전에 지민이 음탕한 ㅂㅈ에 마구 ㅈㅆ해주고 ㅈㅇ냄새 풀풀 풍기면서 무대하고 내려와서는 다른 멤버들이랑 같이 ㄸ먹어 줄테니까

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유나 이년은 어려서부터 데뷔하려고 몸 ㅈㄴ대줬을것 같다. 원래 나이대로라면 있지말고 엔믹스로 데뷔했어야할것 같은데 ㅂㅈ쪼임이랑 스킬이 어려서부터 얼마나 좋았으면 그 어린나이에 데뷔했을까. 데뷔초에는 어려서 몰랐는데 성인되고 살도 빠지고 ㅈㅈ가 ㅈㄴ고팠는지 슬슬 옷도 노출 심한 옷 입고 조금 있으면 그냥 준 나체로 무대 설듯ㅋㅋ 사람들이 골반뽕이라고 ㅈㄹ하니까 뽕 아니라고 골반 저렇게 내미는거 고급진 ㅊㄴ같으면서도 한편으로는 따먹어달라는 ㄱㄹ같아서 귀엽네ㅋㅋ

세번째 사진처럼 무대에서 저렇게 웃는 유나년 얼굴에 진득한 ㅈㅇ ㅈㄴ싸주고 싶다. 입으로 대물 ㅈㅈ빤다음에 입 속 가득히 ㅈㅇ이랑 ㅈㅈ털이랑 낀 상태로 저렇게 웃으면서 무대하는거보면 ㅈㄴ꼴릴듯ㅋㅋ 그대로 무대 아래에 있던 팬들도 단체로 꼴려해서 유나년 집단 ㄱㄱ하면서 그대로 국민 육변기로 만들어지는거 보고 싶다

그러면서도 유나년 좋다고 항상 ㅂㅈ 축축하게 젖어있을 것 같은데 마지막짤처럼 약먹은거마냥 항상 ‘주인님.. 제발 자지..자지 주세요..유나년 걸레 보지에 푹푹 박아주세요..’ 이럴거 같다 그러면 넣어주는척 애무만 ㅈㄴ해주다가 ㅈㅈ에 고파서 미치기 직전에 바로 삽입해줘서 ㅈㅈ없으면 못사는 암캐년으로 만들어야지

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아린이 이년 최근에 무대에서 허리 돌림보고 ㅈㅈ빨딱 서던데 진짜 침대에서 정기 ㅈㄴ다빨릴것 같은 허리돌림이다. 저 얼굴이랑 기럭지로 침대 위에 꼿꼿한 자지 위에 올라타서 ㅂㅈ 거세게 조이면서 허리 ㅈㄴ 돌려대면 어떤 남자든지 몇분 못버티고 싸버릴듯함

세번째짤처럼 어릴때는 귀염귀염한 외모에 육덕진 허벅지가 꼴임포였는데 어느새 살도 많이 빠져서 슬렌더해서 ㅈㄴ꼴리는 몸매가 돼버림. 네번째짤처럼 땀에 흠뻑 젖어서 무대한것 같은데 춤추면서 난 땀이아니라 무대아래서 스탭 및 멤버들이랑 돌림빵 오지게하고 힘들어서 난 땀임. 아린이같은 암캐가 옆에있는데 어떤 스탭이 참겠음ㅋㅋ 무대내려가서도 ㅈㅈ달라고 허리 ㅈㄴ돌리면서 유혹했겠지

아린이 속옷광고도 찍었던데 옷 다입고 속옷광고 찍는게 말이되냐? 바로 촬영장에 찾아가서 아린이 위에 입은 옷 다 찢어버리면 ‘왜 그러세요..’하면서 반항하다가 ㅇㄷ부분 살살 돌려주면 아린이 ㅂㅈ축축하게 젖어오면서 ㅍㅌ도 흠뻑 젖은채로 촬영진행할듯 이참에 속옷광고말고 ㅍㅌ속에 딜도 ㅂㅈ속에 깊게 박고 입에는 재갈같은거 물리고 AV촬영이나 하자. 관계자들 성욕처리도구로 촬영하는거지. 너도 좋잖아 개같은년아ㅋㅋ ㅂㅈ물 질질 흘리면서 다음 ㅈㅈ찾을거면서 반항하지 말고

누가 아린이 어릴때 더블피스 시켰는지 모르겠지만 조금 아쉽다. 저 상태에서 아헤가오까지 시켰으면 어렸을때부터 남자 꼴리게하는법 알아내서 지금쯤 더 대단한 암캐년이 됐을텐데. 얼굴 ㅂㅈ며 ㅂㅈ던 ㅎㅈ이던 꿀리는 곳이 없어서 ㅈㄴ완벽한 ㄱㄹ년으로 살수 있었을텐데. 그랬으면 지금쯤 길거리 돌아다니면서 ㅈㅈ에 미친년처럼 ‘저기여..ㅈ..자지주세여어..히이..’이러면서 ㅈㅇ냄새 풀풀 풍기면서 돌아다닐듯. 아니면 이참에 진짜 이대로 살아볼래 아린아?

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하 진짜 기무세딘한테 파이즈리나 젖치기 존나 당하고 뒷치기로 따먹으면 평생 소원이 없겠노

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결경이 진짜 맛있게생겼다 주결경 은근 가슴도 있는데 저번에 정신못차리고 하나된 중국 이지랄 하는거보니까 이년 홍콩대려가서 시위대 사람들한테 줘야함 그러면 이년 바지 입고있어도 힘으로 다찢기고 다리사이에 모르는 사람얼굴들어와서 핑ㅂ바로 츄릅츄릅빨아버리고 이년 가슴도 개쌔게 주물러져서 아프다고 소리치면 결경이 ㅎㅈ ㅂㅈ에 바로 모르는 ㅈㅈ들어오고 ㅈㄴㅅㅈ 오지게하고 몇만명 다상대하느라 온몸다헐고 검ㅂ에 걸레될듯 그러면 아해가오하면서 재정신아닌채로 프리홍콩중얼거리면서 길바닥에누워서 자위하고있을듯ㅋㅋ

글은 전부 신청으로만 이루어집니다 사진 움짤을 같이보내주세요

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채원이 이 년은 아이즈원때는 몰랐는데 르세라핌으로 데뷔하고 보니 단발이 ㅈㄴ찰떡이고 가슴 수술도 했는지 ㅈㄴ 내놓고 다니는게 여느 창녀랑 다를게 없음ㅋㅋ 요즘 무대 올라가는 것마다 일부러 꽉 조이는 타이트한 옷 입고 인스타에도 가슴 드러내는 옷 입는데 이건 ㄸ 먹어달라는 신호지 채원아? 그냥 그대로 찾아가서 니 꽉끼는 옷 위로 달아오른 유두 손가락으로 비벼주면서 입 속에 혀넣어서 니년 혀 ㅈㄴ 빨아줄게

역시 아이돌로 데뷔하려면 허리 돌림이 예사롭지 않아야하는 것 같음 모든 년들이 더러운 지들 ㅂㅈ속에 ㅈㅈ안 박혀있어도 박혀있는 것처럼 허리 돌리는거 보면 ㅈㄴ대단하다 저렇게까지 해서 시선강간을 즐기다니..특히 채원이 이년은 무대 의상도 다 짧고 겨ㅂㅈ도 아무렇지 않게 노출하는거 보면 스폰서한테 미션을 받았는지 아니면 지가 ㅈㄴ 꼴려서 저런 옷을 입는지 모르겠네 뭐가 됐던 좋으니까 앙큼한 채원이년 앞에다 ㅈㅈ껄덕대면서 가져다대면 그대로 높은 자존심 꺽이고 최선을 다해 봉사하는 암캐년이 따로 없을듯ㅋㅋ

작년에는 되도 않는 섹시 컨셉 밀어붙인다고 언더붑입고 영상도 찍었던데 ㅈㄴ볼것도 없는데 한심하기 짝이 없네ㅋㅋ 그냥 그대로 언더붑 위로 들춘다음에 그 자리에 귀두 끼워넣고 니년 되도 않는 크기로 ㅍㅇㅈㄹ나 할테니까 얼굴로 진득한 ㅈㅇ이나 잘 받아 ㄱㄹ년아ㅋㅋ 좋다고 다 빨아먹지 말고ㅋㅋ

그렇게 ㅈㅈ에 점점 중독되면 무대 위에 마지막 짤처럼 올라입고 나갈 수 있게해줄게 니년이 원하는 것처럼ㅋㅋ 처음에는 부끄러워하지만 가면 갈수록 흥분하고 발정나면서 일부러 실수인척 속옷 다 내리고 니년 더러운 개ㅂㅈ랑 ㅇㄷ보여지면 팬들은 처음에는 당황하지만 어느새 생방송으로는 채원이 집단 ㄱㄱ하는 장면 나가고 있겠지ㅋㅋ 카메라 감독이랑 PD들도 꼴려서 ㅅㅅ하느라 방송 못 끊고ㅋㅋ 그대로 인생 ㅈ망한 창녀로 살아가자 채원아ㅋㅋ

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곽민선(아나운서)

민선이년 피파 게임방송한다는 년이 몸뚱아리는 ㅈㄴ 암캐년이네. 민선이년 옛날에 아나운서였다던데 허리 흔드는거 말고는 잘하는게 없어서 됸도 많이 못벌고 그만둔듯 ㅋㅋ 민선이년 게임 방송 하려고 하는데 처음에는 보는 사람들이 너무 없어서 시청자들한테 맨날 보지 벌리고 다녔겠네 ㅋㅋㅋ 민선이년 수영장에서 저따구로 입고 있으면 바로 집단강간 당하겠네. 민선이년 원래는 시선강간만 느끼다가 나오려고 했는데 수영장 들어가자마자 덩치큰 사람들이 민선이년 둘러싸서 수영복 뜯어버리겠다 ㅋㅋ 민선이년 ㅈㄴ 당황해서 반항하면 팔다리 잡고 ㅈㄴ 강간당할듯 ㅋㅋㅋ 민선이년 신음 ㅈㄴ 내면 입보지에도 박아서 숨 못쉬게하고 후장도 뚫어줘야지 ㅋㅋㅋ 10명한테 둘러싸여서 물속에서 집단강간당하고 걸레보지에 정액 ㅈㄴ 싸겠네 ㅋㅋㅋ 1시간동안 민선이년 수영장에서 팔다리 잡히고 공용오나홀마냥 수영장에 있는 사람들한테 전부 다 박히겠다 ㅋㅋ

민선이년 수영장에서 질싸 ㅈㄴ 당하고 민선이 ��보지에서 정액 뚝뚝 떨어지는채로 집으로 갈텐데 민선이 알아본 팬이 인터넷에 민선이 집단강간당하면서 눈 뒤집힌 모습이랑 민선이 집주소 올릴듯 민선이 아무것도 모르고 집에서 방송하다가 누가 배달이라고 초인종 눌러서 문 열어주면 바로 또 팬들한테 강간당하겠네 ㅋㅋ

민선이 이미 수영장애서 1시간동안 집단갱뱅 당하고 암캐보지 ㅈㄴ 박혀서 발정난 상태인데 또 박히면 바로 신음내고 보짓물 ㅈㄴ 싸겠다 민선이년 방송 끌 시간도 없이 69자세로 계속 박히고 민선이 걸레마냥 허리 흔들고 신음내면서 천박한 젖탱이 흔드는 모습 생중계로 퍼지겠네 ㅋㅋㅋ 처음에는 팬 5명정도가 민선이 강간해서 한 30분이면 끝나겠지 생각했는데 시간 지날수록 팬들 점점 많이 와서 민선이년 쉴 틈도 없이 ㅈㄴ 박히겠네 ㅋㅋ 민선이년 공중에서 보지 후장 입 모든구멍에 계속 박히고 질싸 ㅈㄴ 당하고 팬들 못 참고 민선이 보지에 자지 2개씩 처박아서 민선이년 눈 뒤집히고 정신 잃겠네 ㅋㅋㅋ 계속 생중계로 민선이 집단강간되는 모습 퍼져가지고 나중엔 민선이년 집에 팬들 500명정도가 기다릴듯 ㅋㅋ 팬 500명정도한테 36시간정도 잠도 못자고 임신도구육변기마냥 계속 박히고 질싸당하겠다 ㅋㅋㅋ 민선이년 나중엔 오줌싸려고하는데 정액만 ㅈㄴ 나오겠다 ㅋㅋ 개걸레곽민선 걸레처럼 박히고 앙앙대는 모습 인터넷에 박제되고 민선이년 임신했다고 하면 질싸해도 안전하니까 밖에 나가기만 해도 길거리에서 강간당하고 정액 ㅈㄴ먹겠네 ㅋㅋㅋ

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아린이 이년 최근에 무대에서 허리 돌림보고 ㅈㅈ빨딱 서던데 진짜 침대에서 정기 ㅈㄴ다빨릴것 같은 허리돌림이다. 저 얼굴이랑 기럭지로 침대 위에 꼿꼿한 자지 위에 올라타서 ㅂㅈ 거세게 조이면서 허리 ㅈㄴ 돌려대면 어떤 남자든지 몇분 못버티고 싸버릴듯함

세번째짤처럼 어릴때는 귀염귀염한 외모에 육덕진 허벅지가 꼴임포였는데 어느새 살도 많이 빠져서 슬렌더해서 ㅈㄴ꼴리는 몸매가 돼버림. 네번째짤처럼 땀에 흠뻑 젖어서 무대한것 같은데 춤추면서 난 땀이아니라 무대아래서 스탭 및 멤버들이랑 돌림빵 오지게하고 힘들어서 난 땀임. 아린이같은 암캐가 옆에있는데 어떤 스탭이 참겠음ㅋㅋ 무대내려가서도 ㅈㅈ달라고 허리 ㅈㄴ돌리면서 유혹했겠지

아린이 속옷광고도 찍었던데 옷 다입고 속옷광고 찍는게 말이되냐? 바로 촬영장에 찾아가서 아린이 위에 입은 옷 다 찢어버리면 ‘왜 그러세요..’하면서 반항하다가 ㅇㄷ부분 살살 돌려주면 아린이 ㅂㅈ축축하게 젖어오면서 ㅍㅌ도 흠뻑 젖은채로 촬영진행할듯 이참에 속옷광고말고 ㅍㅌ속에 딜도 ㅂㅈ속에 깊게 박고 입에는 재갈같은거 물리고 AV촬영이나 하자. 관계자들 성욕처리도구로 촬영하는거지. 너도 좋잖아 개같은년아ㅋㅋ ㅂㅈ물 질질 흘리면서 다음 ㅈㅈ찾을거면서 반항하지 말고

누가 아린이 어릴때 더블피스 시켰는지 모르겠지만 조금 아쉽다. 저 상태에서 아헤가오까지 시켰으면 어렸을때부터 남자 꼴리게하는법 알아내서 지금쯤 더 대단한 암캐년이 됐을텐데. 얼굴 ㅂㅈ며 ㅂㅈ던 ㅎㅈ이던 꿀리는 곳이 없어서 ㅈㄴ완벽한 ㄱㄹ년으로 살수 있었을텐데. 그랬으면 지금쯤 길거리 돌아다니면서 ㅈㅈ에 미친년처럼 ‘저기여..ㅈ..자지주세여어..히이..’이러면서 ㅈㅇ냄새 풀풀 풍기면서 돌아다닐듯. 아니면 이참에 진짜 이대로 살아볼래 아린아?

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지민이 같은 년을 따먹어야하는데 이 ㄱㄹ같은 년은 지 얼굴ㅂㅈ가 예쁜것도 알지만 몸매도 ㅈ된다는걸 스스로 인지하고 있음. 그래서 일부로 큰 가슴 노출시키려고 꼭 달라붙거나 노출 많이 있는 의상입는듯함. 이런 옷 입고있을때 뒤에서 지민이 풍만한 가슴 콱 움켜잡으면 처음에는 거칠게 반항하면서 저항할 듯. 하지만 이런년 굴복시켜 따먹는게 더 맛있는 법. 유두 손가락으로 살살 돌리면서 혀로 지민이 야릇한 겨ㅂㅈ랑 목뒤에 애무해주면 자기도 모르게 ‘하응..좋아..’하면서 쉽게 느껴버릴듯ㅋㅋ

역시 한 걸그룹의 리더답게 가슴 크기가 리더 그 이상급이다. 이 슬랜더한 몸매에 거추장스러운 지민이 가슴 찰싹 때려주면서 수북한 지민이 ㅂㅈ털 하나하나 당겨주면 아파하면서 울먹거릴듯ㅋㅋ 그럼 예쁘게 화장한 지민이년 얼굴 다 망가지고 입ㅂㅈ에 ㅈㅈ마구 쑤셔박다가 얼굴 ㅂㅈ에 ㅈㅇ이랑 지민이 침이랑 섞여서 마구 뿌려줘야겠다.

요즘에 얼굴 ㅂㅈ 예쁘고 젖탱이 큰년 찾기가 힘든데 지민이 같은 ㄱㄹ년이 아이돌한다고 이렇게 흔들어주니까 참기 힘드네ㅋㅋ지민아 딱 기다려 무대 올라가기 전에 지민이 음탕한 ㅂㅈ에 마구 ㅈㅆ해주고 ㅈㅇ냄새 풀풀 풍기면서 무대하고 내려와서는 다른 멤버들이랑 같이 ㄸ먹어 줄테니까

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유나 이년은 어려서부터 데뷔하려고 몸 ㅈㄴ대줬을것 같다. 원래 나이대로라면 있지말고 엔믹스로 데뷔했어야할것 같은데 ㅂㅈ쪼임이랑 스킬이 어려서부터 얼마나 좋았으면 그 어린나이에 데뷔했을까. 데뷔초에는 어려서 몰랐는데 성인되고 살도 빠지고 ㅈㅈ가 ㅈㄴ고팠는지 슬슬 옷도 노출 심한 옷 입고 조금 있으면 그냥 준 나체로 무대 설듯ㅋㅋ 사람들이 골반뽕이라고 ㅈㄹ하니까 뽕 아니라고 골반 저렇게 내미는거 고급진 ㅊㄴ같으면서도 한편으로는 따먹어달라는 ㄱㄹ같아서 귀엽네ㅋㅋ

세번째 사진처럼 무대에서 저렇게 웃는 유나년 얼굴에 진득한 ㅈㅇ ㅈㄴ싸주고 싶다. 입으로 대물 ㅈㅈ빤다음에 입 속 가득히 ㅈㅇ이랑 ㅈㅈ털이랑 낀 상태로 저렇게 웃으면서 무대하는거보면 ㅈㄴ꼴릴듯ㅋㅋ 그대로 무대 아래에 있던 팬들도 단체로 꼴려해서 유나년 집단 ㄱㄱ하면서 그대로 국민 육변기로 만들어지는거 보고 싶다

그러면서도 유나년 좋다고 항상 ㅂㅈ 축축하게 젖어있을 것 같은데 마지막짤처럼 약먹은거마냥 항상 ‘주인님.. 제발 자지..자지 주세요..유나년 걸레 보지에 푹푹 박아주세요..’ 이럴거 같다 그러면 넣어주는척 애무만 ㅈㄴ해주다가 ㅈㅈ에 고파서 미치기 직전에 바로 삽입해줘서 ㅈㅈ없으면 못사는 암캐년으로 만들어야지

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김지은 03년생

지은이년 얼굴보지 ㅈㄴ 맛잇어보이네 지은이넌 그렇게 막 걸레처럼 보지 대주고 다니지는 않아서 보지 쪼이고 ㅈㄴ 맛잇겠네 ㅋㅋ 지은이년 밤늦게까지 술마시고 집 가는 길에 납치해서 ㅈㄴ 어두운 골목으로 끌고 가서 강간해야겠다 ㅋㅋ 지은이년 ㅈㄴ 당황해서 반항하려고 해도 술 ㅈㄴ 마셔서 몸에 힘 전혀 안들어가고 가만히 ㅈㄴ 박히겠네 ㅋㅋ 지은이 입에다가 ㅈㄴ 박은다음에 입에다가 ㅈㄴ 싸주고 지은이 뒤 돌게 하고 쪼이는 개보지에 ㅈㄴ 세게 박아야겠다 ㅋㅋ 지은이년 신음 ㅈㄴ 내면서 허리 ㅈㄴ돌리고 저년 이성 잃고 암캐처럼 박히면 보지 안에 정액 ㅈㄴ 싸주고 임신시켜서 개걸레년으로 만들어야함 ㅋㅋㅋ

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Breaking Bunny Yuna

Rough sex and breeding Yuna ahead.

Length 2K

Yuna x Mreader

“Honey, I have something special waiting for you when you get home,” Eunha says over the phone, excitement in her voice. “You’re not going to believe what it is!”

“Is it another bunny?” You ask her. At this point, you’ve gotten into the rhythm of Eunha bringing someone else in. It was about time that she had another woman brought in. You thought more about how Eunha would give birth soon enough, along with Nayeon. So, in theory, this would end, but knowing Eunha, she liked watching you in action, so it could very well keep going.

After a long silence on the phone, Eunha responds with, “I’m going to pretend I didn’t hear you say that. Anyway, come home soon!” Her response makes you laugh, and she hangs up the phone. You drive home thinking about the women Eunha has set you up with: Eunbi, Tsuki, Jihan, and Nayeon. Eunha, Nayeon, and Eunbi each have bulging bellies as they’ve moved further in their pregnancies. Tsuki and Jihan haven’t given you their announcement yet, but considering your track record, there was little doubt in your mind they were pregnant, too. 

As you arrive home, you find the door locked and have to get your keys out. Before you’re able to, however, Eunha opens the door and pokes her head out. “Just a minute, we got behind schedule.”

“We?”

Eunha realizes she’s possibly spoiled her surprise and recants her previous statement. “I meant that I’m a little behind schedule.” She reaches out from behind the door and playfully slaps your chest. “You’re making me flustered. Just wait a minute, and I’ll let you in.” You wait outside for a few minutes, occasionally checking your phone, wondering what was taking so long. The door opens after a few more minutes, and Eunha welcomes you inside. “Let me take your things, Honey,” Eunha grabs your coat, taking it off before you can say anything. You notice her clothes, a purple sheer nightgown. Her swollen breasts and dark brown nipple steal your attention, and you’re drawn to them. You bring Eunha into your arms, and before she can protest, you pinch her nipple lightly, making her whine as some milk leaks out. “Ah, Honey, wait.” Eunha moans; she leads you into your bedroom. You continue to look at her before she points out that you’re not alone. “Do you like your gift?” She says, motioning toward the bed.

A naked woman is on the bed with handcuffs tying her arms to her ankles and her ass raised high. Her legs are coated in her nectar, and she starts wiggling her ass. You walk around the bed and recognize the small woman as Yuna. “Yuna’s my present?” 

“That’s right.” She responds. You notice Yuna struggle against her bindings.

“Yep!” Eunha chirps. “She… might not be all there; I gave her some super strong aphrodisiacs. It made tying her up like that really difficult.” 

“Why didn’t you give them to her after tying her up?” You ask in response. 

“I didn’t think that far ahead. She was too excited. Nayeon has been filling her head with stories, but I hope you enjoy her.” Eunha sits down in the corner of the room and spreads her legs, sliding her fingers along her slit. You get hard watching her finger herself and then turn back to Yuna. Dropping your pants, you see Yuna smile, her wide grin having some hunger behind it as she stares at your bulge.

You put your hand to your bulge, “Is this what you want?” 

Yuna nods her head repeatedly, “I want it. I want it really bad.” You walk behind Yuna, running your hand along her lower body. You squeeze her ass and hear her gasp. “Mmm, yes. More,” Yuna begs. You move your hand lower and run your fingertips along her slit. Your fingers are quickly covered in her juices. You prod her entrance and watch as Yuna tries to move her body to get more pleasure from your fingers. Yuna starts to whimper as you pull your fingers just out of reach. You take a seat beside Yuna and spank her with your other hand.

“You have to control yourself, Yuna.” You tell her. Moving your fingers back, you run them along her lips. Yuna’s moans grow louder as she begs for you to put them in her and begs for you to stop teasing her. You’re finding it too much fun, though. You spank her again, leaving a handprint on her ass. “I’ll make sure you get everything you want tonight, Yuna.” You push one finger inside Yuna, just up to the first knuckle. You hear her moan loudly despite there barely being any penetration. You pull your finger out of Yuna and remove your remaining clothes. You tease Yuna, taking your cock in hand and putting it before her face. “Is this what you want?” 

“Yes! Please give it to me!” Yuna begs. 

You turn back to Eunha, “Should I give it to her?” Eunha giggles to herself at the question. She gives you a quick nod. Behind Yuna, you place your cock between her legs and slide between them, coating your cock in a layer of her nectar. You lean forward, pressing yourself against her smooth back. “I hope you don’t break on me, Yuna.” You whisper into her ear before blowing cool air. She shudders, and before she can respond, you adjust yourself and ram your length into her cunt. Yuna yells at the sudden intrusion, but quickly, she starts to moan and beg for you to move. You deny her for the moment, letting yourself enjoy the feeling of her tight cunt squeezing your cock. As you pull out, you feel her walls gripping you and watch as her cunt tries to keep you in. 

You leave the tip inside and ram yourself back in, Yuna’s body lurches forward, and she cries out, “Oh fucking god. Yes!” Her voice is pleasing to the ear, and you want to hear her wear herself out. You start giving Yuna strong, quick thrusts. To keep her from moving too much, you hold her waist with one hand, digging yourself into her soft flesh. Your other hand pulls on Yuna’s hair; it forces her head back a little. Due to her position and bindings, you couldn’t pull much harder without causing her harm. “More, More!” Yuna cries; you can hear her panting between her words. 

The clapping of your body fills the room as you lean forward and ask Yuna a question. “Are you enjoying Daddy’s cock?” 

“I love Daddy’s cock.” She moans back immediately. You smile at her response and spank her as a reward. You feel her walls tighten around you as you continue your thrusts. The added pressure makes you groan; though you’re not near your orgasm, you weren’t going to edge Yuna. You would overstimulate her. You continue thrusting, driving your cock into her cunt. “D-Daddy, I’m cumming!” She yells before burying her face into the bedsheets. Her muffled screams continue as she cums on your cock. You continue to move, not stopping for a moment. Yuna’s tightening cunt is wonderful, and you want more from her. You snake your hands under her body and find her breasts. You squeeze them roughly and adjust your angle, beginning to plow Yuna into the bed. “Daddy, wait…” Yuna moans out from under you. You refuse to hear her out and continue thrusting, slamming yourself against her womb as you enjoy yourself. You feel her walls tighten around you again. She’s on the verge of cumming again. Quickly, you flip Yuna onto her back and impale her with your cock. You want to look at her face as she cums. Your continued thrusts make Yuna cum again; you feel her pussy try to milk you. You’re getting closer to your orgasm, but it would take a little more. Yuna’s expression is amusing to you; her tongue sticks out while her eyes roll into the back of her head. 

“Aww, is my baby already tired?” You ask her.

“D…addy,” She mumbles, struggling to form a coherent thought. Pounding away at Yuna’s tiny body, you get a good look at it. Her small breasts were topped with light pink nubs; she had a smooth and toned stomach. You attach yourself to her breast, lightly biting her nipple and making her voice slightly louder.

“Are you liking Daddy’s cock?” You ask her, not expecting a response. 

“Cock…” She says with a smile. It’s amusing to you how she can still focus on the thing giving her pleasure. You playfully slap her cheek. Slowing down, you move up and kiss Yuna, dominating her as her tongue lazily moves around. You grab Yuna’s legs and lift them; once in the mating press, you drive your cock back into her. Yuna can think of nothing else but you at this point. As your cock is being repeatedly driven into her deepest parts, she can feel her cunt shaping itself to suit you. 

You start to near your orgasm, “Yuna, I’m going to cum.” Yuna repeats your last word as if begging you to cum. You increase the pace; her breasts begin to bounce with every thrust. You glance back at Eunha and watch as she speeds up her movements, circling her clit as she watches you get near your climax. As you turn back to Yuna, you kiss her and bury your cock inside her as you unload. Her eyes shoot open as she feelings your hot cum rush into her womb. She squeezes you between her legs and begins to shake as she climaxes for the third time. Yuna’s walls milk you, tightening and loosening around you as she tries to get every last drop from you. You give her a few more thrusts, giving her every drop before pulling out. You undo the cuffs holding Yuna’s legs and arms together and watch as she goes limp on the bed. Your cum flows out from her cunt slowly. Though you just came, you want to get some more use out of Yuna. You drag her to the edge of the bed and let her head hang over it. You slap Yuna’s pretty face with your cock, dirtying it with a mixture of your cum and her nectar. 

“I need you to help me clean up, Yuna.” Yuna’s head rolls around, tired from her consecutive orgasms. She opens her mouth for you, though. Sliding your cock in, you watch as it disappears into her throat; it expands slightly. Yuna’s tongue runs across the top of your shaft as it slides in and out. As you thrust, you take the opportunity to play with Yuna’s breasts, squeezing the small mounds and making her blowjob more pleasurable as she moans. You speed up a bit and chuckle as your balls slap her face. Yuna doesn’t seem to mind as her right-hand moves down her midsection to her cunt. You watch as Yuna fingers herself while you fuck her throat. The sight pushes you toward your orgasm, and you speed up again. You hold the sides of Yuna’s chest as you begin to thrust with power; Yuna begins to struggle. She gags as your cock impales her throat every time. “Just a little more, Yuna.”  You groan, still thrusting. As you’re about to cum you pull out and cum on Yuna. Spewing it onto her face, neck, and chest. You turn around and see Eunha staring back at you. She gets up from her chair, now with a large wet spot, and walks up to Yuna. 

“Aww, look at her. She’s so cute.” Eunha says with her usual smile. She pinches the unconscious Yuna’s cheek before looking at you. “Do you think she’s going to wake up soon? You look like you can keep going.” Eunha says as she grasps your semi-hard shaft. “Or do you want me to call Tsuki over? She’s been wanting to have another chance.” 

You mull over the idea in your head. “I think Yuna should wake up soon enough. I don’t think she’ll be able to think of anything else besides sex.” You reply. Eunha laughs, smacking your shoulder.

“Alright, Honey. You enjoy yourself.”

[rivended]

[PPV] BG SEX PERFECT PINK HAIR KOREAN COLLEGE GIRL RIDES AND GETS CREAMPIED - Full Ver ($30).mp4

Jiheon x Male Reader

view in AFF

3,013 Words

A/N: Huge thanks to @worldsover for allowing me to write a sequel to his fic BarelyLegalGirls and editing this fic as well. Go check out the original fic, it's my favourite fic of his.

Day in, day out, the job of being the penis for the camera drained you—no, not like that. Well, yes, like that. But also, it is repetitive. Being a porn star isn't that different from your last job, carrying heavy boxes to and fro: blinding fluorescent lights, annoying noises, people bossing you around. Worthless exhaustion, and you're probably going to be replaced by a robot. Everyone was boring or vapid or aggravating, so few people at your job stood out.

You get a DM from one of the few.

"hii, it's ur favorite ice cream model"

The unexpected message comes with a selfie, and you look at it with disbelief.

The pink hair. The blinding smile. Memories all come flowing back into your head—memories of her sweet voice, memories of her curves, memories of her tight pussy. A woman so uniquely gorgeous yet filthy, you never thought you'd see her again.

"come over… i need some help pls??" 

The message followed by an address.

You're staring at her picture in disbelief, but eventually you reply.

"hey, it's you. what do you need?"

"just come! i'll tell you when ur here"

~~~~~~

Though your feet carry you down the corridor of this apartment building, you still have your doubts. Solicitations from strangers you've fucked once, these sorts of messages are nothing new at all with your line of work—what's new is that you've followed through, finding yourself in front of a door. You give it a few knocks. Listen closely, the sounds of furniture being dragged around. For all you know, she just wanted your help moving a sofa. That would've been fine with you.

Instead, when the door swings open, you don't even have time to react as a pair of arms wraps around your neck, and a pair of lips lays on yours, tasting so sweet.

Instincts kick in, with your hands finding their natural place on the girl’s waist. Her tongue wraps around yours and the kiss deepens, lips mashing and her hips grinding into yours. She hasn't even closed the door yet, and already, she's endeavouring to deprive you of oxygen. A dizzying haze consumes you as her fingers curl on your back. You hear rattling behind you—the elevator, footsteps—and you snap out of your lustful trance. Grab the girl’s shoulders, push her away, and close the door. 

In awe, you stare at Baek Jiheon, then clear your throat. "Not even a hello?"

She cheekily smiles at you before pulling you into the cramped space of her home. Jiheon kisses you on the cheek. "Hi, Oppa. Make yourself comfy."

You look around the room, with the bed next to the couch next to the kitchenette. Getting comfy is a bit of a tricky task. Next to the bed is a cheap tripod to hold her iPhone, a ring light to illuminate the corner, and a microphone neatly hidden out of view.

So she took your advice to heart, and in a way, your doubts are all but confirmed. However, when you ask “So what, you need a cameraman?”, it's more flirtatious than apprehensive. Only one person could convince you to switch career prospects on the spot.

Jiheon moves you behind the tiny desk. “And a partner too.”

Exactly what you expected, and not at all simultaneously. Your heart skips a beat; the throbbing is in your pants instead. There's no script for you to follow, so you find yourself silent and still.

“A dildo can’t fill me with cum. Besides, they say you never forget your first love, right?” Jiheon tiptoes and whispers into your ear. “And I love your dick too much to ever forget it, Daddy.”

The urge skyrockets, to slam her against the wall and take her there and then. You’re powerless when her fingers dance on your chest before she pushes you to sit on the couch. She hands you the phone, and you're bumbling with it; you even drop it once like you're a damn amateur. But you're willing to surrender whatever degree it took to make you a professional sexpert if it means another round with Jiheon.

While Jiheon shuffles to find the perfect position on her bed, you play around with the phone’s camera. She finally settles on kneeling, then she gives you a thumbs up. You click the record button.

Her playful demeanour instantly disappears, her mouth curling into a devilish smirk. Hands roam across the curves of her chest and her head tilts back as she’s completely absorbed in the moment. How is she so good at this? You, the porn star, are the last person to feel the urge to search porn, but you looked for Jiheon, many many times, and never found anything other than that single scene you shot with her. You've never met anyone so naturally gifted at the art of seduction.

Digging her knees into the soft mattress and looking at the camera—or is she looking at you?—Jiheon toys with the hem of the black shirt. Lifting it just enough to give a peek of her toned tummy, she covers it mere seconds later. You don’t even notice the build up of saliva in your mouth until now. Jiheon continues teasing the audience a few more times, toying with her shorts, gyrating her hips, before she finally pulls her shirt all the way up and over her. The top is put aside while she hastily reaches behind her back to undo her bra. 

With that out of the way, she pushes her tits together, pouting like some cute innocent girl.  You want to reach out, interrupt the scene, and get those pink nipples between your fingers or your lips. Your eyes roam her figure as you recollect the softness of her perky little breasts.

However, the view doesn’t last long. Jiheon unbuttons her shorts and turns away from the camera, then she bends over and pulls the shorts down to her knees. Temptation grows at the hint of her curves. Your mouth waters more. The bright pink panties are next to go, as she wiggles her butt while pulling the underwear agonisingly slowly, until finally revealing her perfectly photogenic and perky ass. It's a pretty painting, her bare back, her ass squished against her calves as she kneels, the soles of her feet and her wiggling toes. Most of important of all, she looks back at you, pure lust in her eyes, impossible for anyone breathing to deny.

She points to the tripod, then gives you a come-hither gesture of her fingers. 

You set the phone in its place, hurriedly strip yourself naked, and then you damn near leap at the bed. Jiheon giggles as she pushes you down onto the mattress. Her hands grip your shoulders as she positions herself hovering over you, her knees at the sides of your waist. You would be content with drowning in her fiery gaze but she looks over her shoulder instead. From the side of her face, you see her smile into the camera before slowly lowering into your lap.

Not hesitating to mask your enjoyment, you groan when Jiheon’s ass presses down and grinds on your cock. Her pussy's not hiding anything either, making your shaft slick. Her hips move back and forth, and already Jiheon's lips are contorting in need. Wanting more, she leans over to make out with you, her tongue always so enthusiastic to toy with yours.

Your hands are all over her back, gripping at her sides. As your fingers dig in, she grinds hard on you, like she's trying her best to get her dick inside her now. In failing, she just gets you all covered in juices—there might even be a pool of it on her bed now. You’re rock hard and trapped, physically by Jiheon’s curvaceous body and the bed, mentally by your ever-growing need of indulging in her. You're trapped, but you have no intention to escape. What has this young woman done to you? Perhaps you haven’t fully recovered from the first time you met her, judging by the repeated private viewings of her debut film.

When your mouths eventually disconnect, she whispers, “I need you in me now, Daddy.”

Reacting immediately, you lift Jiheon off your lap, aim your cock at her pussy, and sink her back down. Even at your own impetus, you gasp at the sudden rush of pleasure, the exhilaration; Jiheon is much less quiet, throwing her head back to let out a loud moan. She’s so fucking wet, maybe even wetter than the previous time. There’s no director and crew around to distract her and dictate her every action. Her focus is completely on you and your cock. You made her this wet. 

You love every detail, the shake of her legs, the writhing of her waist, the little whimpers as your cock fills her and she takes a second to adjust to the pleasure. She then begins to ride you, making a wet mess on your crotch, and now you're sure about the pool with the stain on her sheets. You gently hold her, a hand on her slim waist and another on her thick thigh, while she sets into a comfortable rhythm. Not long after, the room is filled with faint sounds of wet flesh slapping against each other as well as your moans, growing from soft and reserved, to all-out declarations of bliss. 

Deciding to give into your urges, your hand on her waist reaches to her immaculate butt to cop a feel, squeezing to appreciate its softness while enjoying her breasts meshing against your chest.

Her pussy wraps your cock so lovingly, so needy, that you already feel a heady rush. With this small confined space and the stationary camera, you don’t have the luxury to change positions often, a common tactic to last long. You try to find ways to distract yourself. You think about what to eat afterwards, but nothing comes to mind except for Jiheon, a meal you want to completely devour. As she continues her passionate cowgirl bouncing, she brushes back her hair and holds it in a ponytail, and you find an opportunity. Sit up. Your lips lightly mark her neck, leaving both sides a little pinkish, before you move further down. You kiss her breasts several times and then take her nipple into your mouth. Sucking on them like your life depends on it, Jiheon hugs your head closer to her chest and cries even louder.

Whines and mewls intersperse her words as she says,“You like me, don’t you? You didn’t hesitate to come over when I texted you. Fuck, you wanted to fuck me again so bad, right?”

You don’t answer, instead choosing to bury your face deeper into her chest, while burying your cock deeper into her pussy. You and Jiheon both know the unspoken truth. 

“Well, I’m yours today." She's breathing heavily, nearly gasping for air, with her mouth open and her tongue out. "I’m your fucking toy. Use me however you want.”

Quickly making up your mind, you give her ass a loud, forceful smack, and she yelps. “I want to fuck you from behind, Jiheon," you say. "Need to watch that ass.”

Jiheon dismounts from your lap, though the temporary loss of her pussy around your cock earns a grunt from you. You step to the side of the bed while she gets on all fours, wiggling her ass for the camera, fixing her bangs, no doubt smirking. You need to show some semblance of control, to show that your mind hasn’t fully yet, so you press your tip against her wet slit and tease her by sliding up and down. For added measure, you reach down and rub at her clit.

Your stratagem works. Too well. She pushes her ass back instinctually, and once her snug walls tightening around your cock once again, you lose it all. You thrust forward, slamming into her, and you're already grabbing her hair as she rocks her body in tandem with yours. Every motion perfectly compliments you as you find yourself buried hilt deep in her. Knowing little else about Jiheon, you're sure that she does nothing halfway.

Even while drowning in her lustful desires, Jiheon still holds some awareness for her surroundings. She turns her head to the side, her half lid eyes staring into the camera as the stream of moans does not show any sign of stopping. You, on the other hand, are absorbed in the moment, hyper focused on Jiheon’s body. Her ass and thighs tremble at your relentless pounding, her back beads with sweat, and above all else, the plush walls of her cunt embrace your shaft so totally that you forget you're filming.

Utterly in the moment, you fuck her harder and faster. You're pulling her hair back now, making her look up and at you, and you're squeezing her ass—god, you’re never going to have your fill watching that ass. Slap it, make it ripple even more. Jiheon’s cries grow louder, and her pussy becomes wetter. She is getting exactly what she wants—to be used like a fucktoy—and she absolutely loves it. Her position on all fours falters, her arms losing strength, so she ends up with her face down into the mattress. Even with the average quality of the phone camera, you know this stunning silhouette of Jiheon bent over would make a perfect thumbnail.

While you maintain your grip on her waist, your other hand pulls her right arm and lifts her head off the bed. You catch sight of her cock-addled expression—her cheeks are flushed, her tongue is sticking out, her eyes almost fully rolled back. With this pace of pumping your cock into her young and tight body, her adorable breasts bounce up and down. 

Minutes or hours go by as you continue relishing in Jiheon’s body. Yet, all good things must come to an end. The streak of moans stops and Jiheon tries to form coherent words. “C-cum. Need to, I need to…”

Immediately, you withdraw from her pussy and flip her onto her back. You then fold her body into half, her legs pressed tightly against her chest. Staring intensely into her eyes, you resume fucking Jiheon with the intent of finishing her orgasm. Right now, it’s just you and her. Forget about the camera. Forget about recording a good clip for her. Your cock is wholly impaling her, and you sense the clenches of her cunt.

“I’m, I’m cumming. Fuck!”

Jiheon tosses her head back, her mouth left hanging open as she basks in the pleasure of her orgasm and your still pistoning cock. She shudders and squirms, her cunt making a creamy mess of your shaft. The sheer tightness and wetness of her pussy turns your brain haywire, every other bodily function shutting off, and the heat at your crotch is at a high as you inch closer towards your peak.

Moments after her own orgasm, Jiheon breaks through her haze and regains some sobriety, starting to slowly fuck herself into your length again. By the way her face contorts, you can tell she's still sensitive, but she works through it. Like a siren, Jiheon lures you closer and closer to the edge, her sweet voice beckoning for you to give in.

“F-fuck, you’re going to cum soon, right? Fucking cum inside me. That’s what you wanted since you came over, since you saw me strip earlier, right? Well, do it.” She wraps her hands around your neck and pulls you closer. She whispers straight into your ear, the microphone unable to pick up her dirty words. “As I said, I’m all yours, Daddy.”

Her words trigger a reaction from you once more. She’s the one under you, yet she’s had you under her spell this whole time, knowing exactly how to push your buttons. You place your hands on the mattress for leverage, fucking her raw in this mating press position. You had no chance of lasting much longer, since with a few erratic pumps later, you’re filling her full of your cum. Throughout your orgasm, even after it's ended, you’re still thrusting into Jiheon, prolonging this session as much as possible. 

When your cock eventually softens and slips out of her body, your creamy load immediately follows after. You lack the energy to hold yourself together and fall to Jiheon’s side. Jiheon turns her body towards the camera and you follow suit, spooning her from behind. Your shaft slips between her thighs, and it hardens once again as it slowly rubs against her messy pussy lips. Jiheon’s hand then slips downwards, and her fingers toys with your sensitive cock before they plunge back into her cunt, eliciting a soft moan. She scoops out your creampie, and some of the cum that's dripped out of her too, and then she slowly licks her hands clean for the camera.

Tilting her head back, she sighs, “You taste so good.”

~~~~~~

“So, how do you think it came out?” Jiheon asks. She's in your lap as you sit on the couch.

You take a second to process the words, with Jiheon interrupting the review of the footage. All that’s in your brain is the delightful sight of her deep in pleasure while you fucked her from behind, as well as the delightful feel of her thighs squishing under your fingers right now—you love the way your touch can make her giggle.

“I think it’s a good start," you say. "Once you get a better set up, I think it’ll be even better.”

In your mind, it’ll only be better when your cock is buried in her again, not just nested between her ass cheeks as they are now. 

Things unfortunately don’t get better as Jiheon leaves the warmth of your embrace. Turns out your judgement was flawed, however, when she ties her hair into a messy ponytail and gets on her knees between your spread legs.

She looks up and smiles. “Now for your payment, Daddy.”

You grab the phone.

Maybe this one should be on camera.

[rivended]

Trouble - NMIXX Haewon

male reader x nmixx haewon

5.5k words - [commissioned work]

masterlist - this is a follow-up to studious

There’s this thing about trouble. You don’t look for it. It finds you. 

Haewon is most certainly trouble. The best kind of trouble. The kind of trouble that, while you know the possible consequences, she makes it all worth it. Anyone could have walked in on her riding you in that classroom, but at the time, you couldn’t have cared less.

***

Not a week later, you find yourself staring down trouble once again. What should have been a normal day at the beach with your friends became a chance encounter with the person you somehow wanted to see both the most and the least right now. 

There’s no denying the perks—some of them you spent the past hour admiring. But you can’t shake off the fear that she’s about to cause a scene. After all, you still haven’t found the right words to text her since that evening. Luckily, you had done a successful job of avoiding her until now.

As each minute of the past hour had passed, the tension seemed only to build as you waited for the girl sat only a few meters ahead of you to cause a scene. Your friends passed through a series of conversations you don’t really recall amidst the distraction. There was something about classes, someone’s brother, oh, and a brief mention of the rumour of two unnamed students getting it on in Mr Choi’s classroom—avoiding that conversation was for the best.

Haewon continues rotating through her repetitions. Picking up her phone and scrolling through social media for a while. Taking a drink from her bottle, with her usual habit of taking one small sip before a mouthful. And occasionally taking a short walk around.

You shouldn’t care, but you do. You can’t fight the frustration that she hasn’t spoken to you yet. Yes, you dread her confronting you, but it can’t be worse than being left in the cold. Not even a smile or a customary glance in your direction. It’s inconceivable that she simply hasn’t noticed you. Not even moments ago, she strutted right by where you are sitting. Her short jean shorts sitting at the very top of her thigh passed at eye level. Each step was accompanied by a sway of her hips and a ripple sent down her thighs.

Fuck. Just thinking about it again made your own shorts uncomfortable. Again.

It’s impossible to look away. Haewon has returned to relaxing on her lounger now. Although it looks like she changed the angle of it now and suddenly, as she sits with one leg outstretched and the other bent slightly, she gives you a perfect show.

It could all be a coincidence. Maybe she really hasn’t noticed you. She just happened to walk right by you, she just happened to adjust the angle of her lounger.

However, there is one thing you can be sure of with Haewon; everything she does has a purpose. 

You plant your feet into the burning sand and immediately pull them back, recoiling in pain. Better put your sliders on first, idiot. The way Haewon messed with your mind is dangerous, literally.

Aimlessly walking. Salty sea breeze against your face and through your hair. Uneasy footing on the soft sand. Eyes wandering. Down the length of the beach, then out to sea. The crashing waves—rhythmic chaos.

Contrasting the other chaos—that which has no rhythm and is completely unpredictable. That which is right behind you, her strides just a little longer than your own, closing the distance by which she tails you. You couldn’t even get a minute without this woman in your mind today.

“Need a moment to yourself?” It wasn’t a real question, nor an offer to give you one. Moreso a taunt from the lips of Haewon as she places herself by your side. 

“I’m just going to, um…” You look ahead and spot the public bathroom, which you are getting close to walking by. “The bathroom.”

“No… You’re just walking away because staring at me for the past hour is getting you a little hot under the collar.”

Haewon has a read on you like no other, and it’s far too uncomfortable. You don’t have a response to her unexpected intuition, instead choosing to grunt and continue walking, picking up the pace a little. 

Haewon catches up to you with a little skip in her step. “There’s no need to be embarrassed. I’m sure no one noticed you getting hard. Putting your bag on your lap really helped cover it up.”

With sarcasm in her tone, she mocks you.

You take a moment to swallow that lump in your throat before replying, “that’s not what happened. I just wanted to—”

“Please. You’re going to pretend you haven’t been staring at me for the past hour?” 

“No—”

“So, someone else?” Haewon cuts you off again. “It’s that why you never texted me? You must be some kind of player.”

“There’s no one else, Haewon.”

“I knew it was me.”

She’s good. It’s like a chess game, and she’s moving all the right pieces—always putting you in check. There’s no surprise, though; it’s what she does. It’s what she has done to you before—the note in your locker, the timing, the place, her confident words.

“I’m gonna go to the toilet now, Haewon.” You turn away and divert into the thankfully empty single public toilet. You didn’t even need to use it, but it’s impossible to be played if you take all your pieces off the board.

You open the door and slip inside, not looking back at the girl you left on the sand. You pull the door closed behind you but come to a sudden stop when an arm reaches into the gap and stops you. Haewon’s head flicks left and right, scanning the immediate area, her shiny brunette locks flowing as they’re thrown side-to-side.

She slips into the small room with you, slamming the door shut and flicking the lock. Haewon hesitates to turn around, still facing the door. Silence fills the room for a few seconds, and you can’t help but explore her body with your eyes. Following her flowing hair down to her white crop top. One that you mentally praise heavily for the way it reveals her lower back. 

Head cocked back. Shoulders shifting. Her chest heaves as she forcefully expels a full breath. 

Haewon spins. Her back against the door. Palms open against it too. And behind the loose locks on her face are eyes shining with intent.

Maybe she feels like she’s winning—or already won. This could be checkmate and all that’s left is for you to knock over your king and concede. But you know the truth, and the sense of accomplishment can’t help but force a smile onto your lips. All the avoidance, the refusal to text her, and the distant admiring. The acting like the fool—the flustered young man—who dipped into a bathroom to escape her. Perfect bait.

Haewon steps away from the wall and moves a little closer to you. Okay, maybe all your avoidance wasn’t acting—she does have a way of throwing you off kilter—but at least some of it was. Now locked in this room with Haewon, the result couldn’t have been closer to what you wanted.

Last time it was all her plan. Actions she set in motion and entirely dictated.

However, now as Haewon pushes her slim fingers under the hem of her top and pulls it slowly overhead, she does so on neutral ground. Ground that gratefully accepts the item of clothing as she drops her shirt to the floor.

Your smile becomes a grin as you admire what she revealed. It’s almost a talent in its own right how she had perfectly constructed the scene under her top. She picked a piece of lingerie that was designed with a sole purpose; to show as much as possible without showing everything. The smallest patch of lace possible is placed directly over the nipple, and that was it bar the straps. Cleavage. Side-boob. Under-boob. The whole fucking boob on show.

Haewon takes another step forward. There are maybe two more until she’s up against you, and she seems intent on making each one count. Haewon slips her thumbs under the waistband of her short—really short—shorts.

“Tell me to stop.”

It’s a dare.

Another test.

One of many where she thinks the only acceptable answer is silent awe. 

“Don’t stop.” Contradictory. Stern. Not a voice, in tone or content, that you’ve used with Haewon before.

Could be that, given the headstrong young woman she is, she hides it well, but your answer doesn’t break her composure and she forces her shorts away from her hips, letting them hit the floor in a similar fashion to her top. 

Although she has no smart remark to return, her actions do the talking as her structured performance continues. Another step, her hands snaking behind her back toward the clasp of her bra. As she plants her left foot, she pops it open—the fabric giving way to the two bundles beneath. Haewon brings her hands to her side, allowing the bra to fall from her body. It lands atop her shorts, still attached to her back foot. With one swift flick, both her shorts and her bra are sent into the corner of the room.

"You should smile like that more." 

Unknowingly, unwittingly, Haewon’s exposed body has drawn a smile across your face. You catch yourself and attempt to rein it in a little. However, it's easier said than done while you admire her porcelain skin, which looks so soft to the touch. The line of her waist and how her underwear perfectly accentuates the curve of her hips. And how her two perfect tits still held a perky fullness—looking like a perfect match for the cupped palm of your hands.

Haewon continues, “As much as I appreciate the brewing mystery behind your often blank face, that confident smile is much more exciting. It’s much more you.”

It was sudden, then. Caught off balance, even with your natural charm and wit—the initiative was never yours to take. But Haewon’s right. This time you’re honing in on something. Unearthing a side to you which can take the lead with confidence and a smile. A worthy opponent to her bravado.

"Then keep giving me reasons to smile."

"I'm giving you a reason to do a lot more right now." Haewon reaches out, places her hands on your shoulders and then runs one of them down to your chest. Her soft tones and slow movement contrast how she digs her nails into your skin through your shirt.

She's right. And it's outright foolish to even still be clothed right now. It's easily fixed. You pull the hem of your shirt upwards, and Haewon raises her hands to let it go by before planting them down—now against your bare skin.

"Better," Haewon whispers as she runs her eyes down your upper body. “Now. How about I…” She lets the words roll slowly off her tongue as she buckles one knee and slowly falls to the other.

“Wait.” Determined to have your own say on the pace of this encounter, you halt Haewon. A word accompanied by a hand wrapped around her nape. You pull back as you lean forward, taking her heart-shaped lips with your own. Capturing them with audible assertion, you engage her with gumption. It only lasts a moment before Haewon twists free and captures her breath. 

Inches apart, yet connected by a fine silk string of saliva. Lips not touching but still kissed with the heat of each other’s breath. Her eyes holding you in a grasp that her hands couldn’t manage. There’s no guarantee. This could be one of many times, or it could never happen again, so you can forgive yourself for enjoying the heat of this moment for a little.

“No more waiting,” Haewon snaps. Keeping her waiting almost feels criminal—though that’s nothing compared to what will come next.

She slips your grasp and retakes hold of the wheel, driving her way inside your shorts. In the blink of an eye, they’re by your ankles, and her delicate touch meets your delicate parts. Her fingers find their way over every part of your growing cock. She tickles, pulls, tugs and rolls it around in her touch.

“I missed this,” Haewon says under hot breath as she pulls her hands away, admiring your length with only her eyes.

“I missed you,” you confess. And not a word of a lie. How could anyone not miss this pretty girl with her perfect touch?

“Really?” Her expression half one of happiness and half unsure of your honesty.

“Really.” Your answer triggers Haewon’s next move. She positions herself dangerously close to your semi-erect cock, such that each breath kisses it with heat and forces a small twitch. With parted lips, Haewon’s tongue slips from her mouth and hooks it underneath the tip. But she doesn’t rest on her laurels, instead, she pulls her head upwards, her tongue lifting your cock upwards. She holds it there for a second, suspended in the air.

Haewon presses forwards, pursing her lips into a snug fit for the head of your cock. Retracting her tongue to guide you into her. It’s a swift move, one of elegance and precision that ends with most of your cock nestled into her mouth.

You’d be forgiven for thinking that her tongue has done its job, got you where you needed to be and then would take a rest. Alas, it simply begins the second part of its performance. It slides. It swirls. It wraps around your cock in patterns that seemed impossible. You glance down, Haewon has her eyes closed in pure concentration. 

She’s giving her everything, her whole fucking soul to one thing—

Your pleasure. 

What could be a minute—or could be more—passes. Time is a concept beyond your current comprehension. The whole world could be in reverse right now and Haewon’s swirling tongue would make you none the wiser. 

Haewon’s cheeks hollow as she sucks hard on your dick, accompanied by a backward movement of her head. With just her mouth, she pulls your hips forward until you’re forced to pull back to maintain balance. What went in is nothing compared to what came out. Haewon wipes away the spit running from her lips and admires it. Your cock stands stiff, smothered and dripping with saliva that reflects the light above.

“I really fucking missed it,” Haewon says, wrapping her hand around the shaft. “I need it.” She gives you every reason to be confident in yourself, and given how fixated her eyes are; you have every reason to believe her.

“What about you?” Haewon continues. “Did you miss this?”

Haewon keeps hold of you for balance, throwing her other hand behind her head and leaning backwards. Her knees on the floor, legs slightly open, with her thighs pressing down against her calves, accentuating their softness. 

"I really fucking missed it. I need it," You copy her, word for word, with the same playful tone.

“Of course you did. That’s so obvious.” Haewon speaks as she climbs to her feet. “So when are you going to stop fucking around?” 

With a wave of hair washing over your face, Haewon spins and steps back into you, then nestles her head back into your shoulder and her ass against your bare crotch.

“Do I have to keep throwing myself at you or are you going to take me?” She brings her hand to her face while she speaks and once she stops, drops a pool of saliva into her palm. 

“You’re such a red flag, Haewon.”

“That so?" She pauses for a moment to allow a pool of saliva to fall from her lips into the palm of her hand. "I guess I see it.” Haewon continues a conversation in parallel, yet unrelated, to her actions. Her hand finds your length again, adding to the copious fluids before placing it between her plump cheeks where just a thin piece of fabric prevents a happy accident. “What kind of girl just throws herself at someone in a classroom, then follows him into a toilet, right? What, do you think I do this to everyone?”

“I don’t know what to think, and that’s the red flag. What happened to a nice dinner and getting to know eachother?” 

She’s pushing down on your hips, making you lower your body, your cock sliding down against her pants until you go low enough for it to slip between her legs. A small nudge back and you’re stuck. Trapped on three sides, the tops of her thighs on either side and the sticky warmth in her underwear above.

“I think we're a little bit past that already, this is the real test of chemistry. Why waste time at dinner if you’re just going to disappoint after?”

“So that’s what this is, an evaluation? Should I expect a score after?” The words are difficult to force past your throat when your breath is hitching. All because she’s rocking now, with her hips. Slowly backwards before snapping forward again. Engulfed in her soft flesh, there’s a gentle pressure on your cock. Enabled by her spit, you are parting her thighs and pressing against her warmth each time she sets back.

“Satisfactory.” Blunt. Almost offensive. Effective. A challenge has been set. Haewon twists her neck, peering over her shoulder.

“Satisfactory?”

“What, you’re going to get all upset now?” Haewon grins and picks up her pace, sliding her pillowy thighs over your cock, and throwing her body against yours. The thin film of sweat on her back is a little sticky against your chest.

“Not exactly.” You bring your hands into the action, a firm grip on one of her hips, burying your fingers into her flesh and the other guiding your arm around her upper body—pacifying her movements. You unbend your knees and un-sink your hips.

You continue, “why don’t you tell me what it takes to excel?” All the while pushing yourself away from the wall, and you guide Haewon forward before directing her to the right-hand wall. You manipulate her like a puppet suspended from strings—if the strings were your arms and your stiff cock jammed against her soaked panties.

“I like someone who knows when to take—” Haewon is cut off as she braces herself for a collision against the sink and the mirror behind it. 

“—control.”

With a hand in the centre of her back, you create momentary separation. Enough to slide down to your knees. You face her milky ass, divided in the middle by jet-black fabric. It’s mostly easy to slide the soft lace away from her hips and down her legs. The bit between her legs is the last to give way, the sticky mix of her wet pussy and your saliva needing it to be peeled away from her smoothly-shaven skin.

“And?” you ask, looking up and her glistening eyes, which yet again peer over her shoulder.

“Someone who knows what they want and how to take it.” You know exactly what you want. It’s destiny. Destiny is a funny name for the lips of her cunt peeking through the gap at the top of her thighs.

"Ah!" Haewon yelps as her glistening, fair skin accepts you—engulfs you—as you dive face-first into her. A hold on her hips enables you to dig deeper, propelling your mouth toward her delectable pussy. You'll make her wait for your verbal response as your mouth gets to work, lapping up any moisture you can find on her plump lips. 

"F-fffuck." Haewon curses under her breath as your tongue pierces into the tight folds of her cunt. Her thick thighs and voluminous ass don't make it easy on you to bury your tongue into her. An impossible combination of firm and soft which would send any man into spiralling wonderment.

Haewon fights. Struggles. Doing so verbally. Uttering instructions which fall upon deaf ears. Physically. Reaching out behind her in desperate attempts to grasp your hair. Each time she has a hold, there’s a moment of pain before another wave of pleasure numbs her grip, and her digits fall helplessly through your locks.

It's clear that she's scrambling for answers, for as much as she baited—even gaslit—this response from you, she didn't really expect it. Not like this. Maybe in a way that she could easily wrestle back control. But likely not in a way that would result in her being subdued against a sink. 

Yet here you are. With hands exploring all the parts of her body you fantasise about. Eating her cunt with ravenous intent. You're giving her your all. Really fucking giving her it. 

Looking up past her plump cheeks that fill most of your vision, the result is clear to see. Long gone is the fight, the resistance, even that intense stare she gave you. Her arms don't reach for you but instead look to support her trembling body. Her head is thrown forward as it spills out utter gibberish via her mouth. Half-words and full-truths. You're so good. You manage to piece that one together from the three attempts she took at it. 

Pointless words really. All the vindication you need runs from your chin and drips to the tiled floor.

Time stood still, or it sped up—one of them. Either way, the concept of linearity is lost on you. Lost somewhere in the time you spent eating her cunt. Lost somewhere among the myriad of curves her body presents, admired with a caress of your gaze and rhythmic touch.

It's both a vindication of your efforts and a desperate plea for more, the way she uses her hands on the wall, the mirror, the sink, and anything she can grab to force herself back against your mouth. She's absolutely insatiable, but, so are you.

A moment later and you’re back up to your feet, prying Haewon from the sink and twisting her, so her shoulders press against the wall. Your body pressed against hers. Lips pressed against another pair, your face soaked in liquid does nothing to prevent Haewon from kissing you. She looks different now. Bright red and flustered, the heat radiating from her face burns at your cheeks like you got a little too close to a fire. 

Somewhere shuffled into a series of kisses are Haewon’s breathy words, “I’m going to fuck you now.” followed by a push on your shoulders, planting you against the wall. While Haewon wraps her arms over your shoulders and around your neck, her legs around your hips and to your back, your mind calls back her earlier words. Someone who knows what they want, and how to take it.

Haewon clings to you. Your frame is her only support, with both your hands on her ass, holding her just one swift movement away from your cock. She said she was going to fuck you, and she is trying. Really fucking trying. But it’s about what you want, and how you take it.

“No, baby girl. I’m going to fuck you now.”

Another moment passes and the pendulum swings again in your favour. She has nothing to fight back with and you easily propel yourself away from the wall and send the two of you crashing into the wall opposite, narrowly missing the hand dryer and thankfully doing no damage to the mirror you plant her against. You figure that it's inevitable, that you'll pay in some form for today's actions, but a fine for damaging a public restroom is at the bottom of the preferred list.

"Tell me Haewon, who's going to fuck who?" you query, but it's rhetorical. You aren't open to negotiation or delay. You take ownership of the moment, pressing yourself up against her. Your face buried in the crook of her neck, licking along her chin and grinding your body against hers. With an arm wrapped around her waist, you pull her close, feeling the warmth from her bare cunt against your thigh. Your lips quickly find hers and you take her in a brief but passionate kiss, then her neck again—ravaging what skin she has exposed with kisses, nibbles, and licks, driving her wild as she grinds against your leg.

"Look at you, Haewon. I'm gonna fuck you so good. You want that, don't you baby?" She can't answer, she's already so overwhelmed, so you continue, "I need to hear you say it," you mumble to her between kisses.

"Y-yes," she barely croaks out. "F-fuck me..."

And that was your cue. There's a certain energy surging through your veins as you practically pry Haewon from the wall. Legs still hooked around your waist, arms thrown over your shoulders, forehead to forehead. With your own strength and aid from gravity, she sinks.

As does your cock. Inside her warm cunt. Wrapped in the tightness, feeling her warmth surround you. Haewon leans her head back, pressing her head against the wall and exposing her neck to you, which you use as an invitation to assault with your tongue and your teeth. You start slowly thrusting upwards into her, forcing small thrusts, each one pushing your body up onto the tips of your toes before settling again. Each forward push causing her body to tense, back arching into your chest.

"G-g-god," is about all you get from Haewon while her face rolls forward, eyelids fluttering open for a moment. Hair now a tangled mess across her face, her lips remain parted. The breaths she lets out through them are hot, dry, and barely audible.

Rather than allow the wave of pleasure rolling down her body to subside, you pick up the pace. Feet almost stomping up into her now. Her head is empty, save for a few select words; my cunt, your dick, so big, fuck me, and finally, the all-too-expected, why'd you stop?

While moments before you were doing all the work and she was little more than a fleshlight hooked on your waist, you want more. Re-situating yourself, slipping an arm under her left leg, so it lays in the crux of your elbow. And the same with the right. It doesn't take long to step away from the wall, the added support from your arms ensuring she doesn't fall to the floor. But now the power really is in your hands and you pivot the two of you around.

On this edge, Haewon is both your burden and your liberation. Feet adjusting on the floor and back sliding against the slick tiles, an arm on the sink and a hand digging itself against your shoulder. Dangling from your lap, thrusting wildly against her pussy. Squeezing your cock.

A silent taunt, a threat, a promise.

Any of the above, or all of the above. It doesn't matter which one, what matters is how you feel.

Feeling words can't describe—well, words probably can, but you're incapable of stringing them together right now. With a grip like steel on the soft padding of her ass, you whisper, "gonna make you cum."

"I can't—not like this."

You don't take the bait. You never did, and you never will. Always something she needs, always something you have to put in or give up. Fuck that. It's your time to put all the effort in and pull some satisfaction out of her.

"Like this," you say sternly and she shoots you a look and you fire one right back.

Haewon bites her lip, then her body slackens, her arms relax, and the tension dissipates. A nod for you to proceed as you wish. Which you will.

You grip her, hands clasped behind her back. Haewon reaches out, a hand on the sink, a forearm on the dryer. It's far from elegant but it's damn sure effective as you redden her thighs with the rhythmic slap of your hips.

Her moans are stifled by the drool pooling down her chin as her eyes roll backwards. Climactic gurgles and pained breaths fill the room, which is only half covered by the rush of water from the sink's faucet. Somehow, someway, Haewon's helplessly suspended foot had hit it. Not that either of you care.

"Cum for me." Your hips show her no mercy as you slow and hold each thrust with deliberate depth. With every inch you have to offer penetrating her sweet cunt as your final bid to achieve victory in this battle of wills.

"Ugh! Fuck!"

You didn't think she could tighten any more, but she does. As a shudder washes down her body from head to toe, Haewon lets loose, coating your cock with fluid as she goes limp in your grasp. With her still in your arms, you sink, bringing her down with you. Your bare ass hits the tiled floor and it bucks your hips into her still-tense cunt. The friction of her hot, soaked inner walls rubbing up against your length causes a low groan to erupt from you.

There's a short span, a transient moment, where the two of you are just there. Quiet. Close. Eye-to-eye. Both are naked and one still coming down from a high while the other is still on the cusp of achieving it. Both are completely vulnerable, no cover or modesty. Just flesh and her impending words.

Your silence prompts her.

"W-what about you?"

"What about me?" You answer with a question, a smirk on your lips as you feel her loosening her tight grip on your cock.

"Ugh, do I have to tell you to cum?"

"Don't worry, Haewon." Your assurance has little weight behind it. It's a preface. A statement, yet unfinished. Your eyes stare longingly at her. A well-placed pause allows your mind to linger on the lusty gaze, parted lips, and complete ease with the proximity. It's a moment worth taking advantage of and savouring. And that's just what you do. You let time tick past a second. Another. Another. And then it's a sentence completed as you finish with the actual words, "I was going to cum whether you tell me or not."

Another sudden move. Pushing your thighs upward, so her rear is supported, and a firm grip on her shoulders pulls her face towards yours. She gets it. Or at least she complies enough to lift herself a little and free your stiff cock. You hold her in a kiss as she takes hold of your cock. Haewon firmly squeezes you in her palm and begins to stroke, almost clinically as she concentrates fully. Her wetness lubricated your shaft. She doesn't linger. Her touch is swift and not lacking in determination or precision. You're all hers, and you have been this whole time.

The truth is simple enough; the act is no different from the countless times you've thought about her after last time, and how many times you've helped yourself to sweet thoughts. It's all the same. She's a blurry mess in your memories; all of the little moments when she lingered in your mind. And it's all the same now. So easy, the motions her fingers force you through. Her touch is unchanging and full of vigour. You're more than confident she would be the same, regardless of what position or state the two of you were in. It's perfect and she's perfect and—

"Fuck," you curse under your breath, so taken aback by what just happened. It took over you, gripping every fibre of your being in a way that even now, it feels foreign and a little numbing. Your chest rises and falls, desperately trying to get as much air into your lungs.

Haewon flashes a smile, she knew. How could she not know? That's why it wasn't necessary to utter the word. Haewon lets herself sink back, lying between your legs. You look down at her. That flushed and sticky face. The tangled locks of her hair. The playful tongue perched on her lower lips and the grin behind it. Those eyes full of satisfaction observing her own body and the mess you made on her stomach.

That fucking smile.

She's all yours, and she has been this whole time.

***

You knew they were talking about it. Everyone in the whole damn building knew and it had only been a week.

The whispers of everyone you walked past tainted your ears. The eyes of passers-by and the stifled giggles of the stationary huddles. Word got out somehow and it was the next big thing. Sure it would pass in a week, but for now its was your name and Haewon's on everyone's lips.

If only they knew. If only they knew that right now you were heading to the locked library that Haewon had stolen the key for so you could fuck each other senseless while you skipped a class. Then they would really have something to talk about. Maybe she was the bad influence and not you. Or maybe you were a bad influence too.

Or maybe you were a good influence. That's the one that appealed to you. You have to admit, you were more attentive now. You found her more beautiful now than you had previously. You really did have an attraction. An affinity with her. It wasn't purely physical and that had to mean something. You didn't plan for this, but you're in it now.

That's the thing about trouble. You don’t look for it. It finds you.