#2Yoo smut

[unholydeukae]

In order to not make the last post too long, here's part 2 for the 2yoo scenario :)

(have some Yoohyeon to drool over)

Somehow, Yoohyeon does not fall asleep immediately after her third orgasm. Technically, she could take more - her record counts 17 orgasms after all - but that doesn't mean that she always needs that many. More like the opposite, she's usually most satisfied with two to eight orgasms and today is no different. She looks at Dami, who still hovers above her, her weight resting on the arm that's not in between Yoohyeon's legs and isn't surprised to see her girlfriend's eyes already resting on her.

Yoohyeon in her post-orgasmic state might be Dami's favourite thing to look at. It's a perfect mixture of a fucked out expression, satisfaction, contentment and an indescribable glow emitting from her body. When she notices Yoohyeon looking at her, she smiles, then pulls her hand from her legs. For a moment, she contemplates if she should have her lick her fingers clean but decides she'd rather have another taste herself.

An inadvertent moan escapes her when she sticks her tongue out to lick her index finger. Yoohyeon watches her in awe, the fucked out look on her face gone in an instant. It's not the first time that Dami does something like that and not the first time for her to moan either, but for some reason, it's still amazing for Yoohyeon every time it happens.

Once she's done, Dami shifts around a bit until she sits against the headboard of the bed. She pats her lap; Yoohyeon often likes to rest her head there after they had sex, to relax and get some scratches but today she doesn't lay down. Instead, she clumsily - her legs are still kind of jelly - sits up and moves around until she straddles Dami's thighs. The latter looks at her curiously but closes her eyes and smiles when Yoohyeon carefully places her hands on her waist and strokes up and down. Hair tickles her nose when the girl leans forward and whispers in her ear.

"I wanna make you feel good, too."

Dami's hands make their way to Yoohyeon's back, then up until she cups her face with her hands. She opens her eyes and is met with Yoohyeon's expectant ones. Sometimes, Dami would do anything to make her girl feel good but is not in the mood to be touched like that herself and Yoohyeon knows and respects that. That's why she always asks or tells her that she wants to touch her, to make sure that she doesn't cross any boundaries. Dami smiles and gives the tip of her nose a little kiss.

"I'm all yours, baby."

Yoohyeon can't help but beam a bit at those words and immediately catches her lips in a passionate kiss. Usually, she's not one to take control like that but from time to time, she likes to play boss and Dami, of course, lets her. Their tongues touch and the smaller one moans when she feels short nails scratching her back. Yoohyeon is clearly spurred on by that and slides her other hand under the back part of the sports bra, using her nails to scratch the skin there as well.

Dami's fingers are entangled in Yoohyeon's hair and even though she'd never admit it, she loves to see her so eager to please her. A moan escapes the taller one when Dami grabs a fistful of her hair and lightly pulls. Yoohyeon breaks the kiss, a bit out of breath, and sends her a slightly offended look.

"Hey! I'm the one who's in charge! Don't distract me like that..."

A smirk and some head pats are the immediate reaction.

"I'm sorry, princess. You know I can't resist you when you're passionate like that. Please, go on, I won't interrupt you anymore."

Back to looking satisfied, Yoohyeon places a peck on her girl's lips that are still curled into a smile before she scoots backwards and pulls the flannel off Dami's shoulders. After tossing the garment to the side, her hands roam over the freed shoulders and she can't resist sucking on the skin until a bright red hickey appears. Her expression becomes even more satisfied, although Dami is not sure how that's possible, and she begins pulling up the sports bra, urging her to lift her arms so that she can slide it off.

The bra joins the flannel somewhere next to the bed and Yoohyeon's attention is completely drawn to the newly revealed boobs in front of her. Dami grins - she knows she probably looks just the same when she sees Yoohyeon's breasts but that doesn't make it less endearing. Hands cup her chest for a moment before Yoohyeon leans forward, sticks her tongue out and flicks it over the slightly hardened nipple. It's hard for Dami to not grab her head and push her against herself, the need to feel her mouth all over her boobs is great but she takes a deep breath and forces herself to calm down. A chuckle.

"Seems like it's hard for you to stay collected, huh? Don't worry, I won't make you wait."

Lips close around one of her buds, finally. Truthfully, Yoohyeon didn't wanna wait anymore either. Her tongue taps against the tip of it before she starts circling around it, playing with the two knobs of the piercing that has been adorning Dami's nipples for years. While she sucks and licks, she starts pinching and pulling the other nipple with her fingers, well aware that the piercing makes Dami feel everything even more intensely, so she's not surprised to hear quiet groans from her. She's just about to switch breasts when Dami lays a hand on her cheek and looks at her with a surprisingly needy expression.

"I feel like I'm about to burst, please, baby... I know you want to make me feel good."

Yoohyeon contemplates for a second. Teasing Dami like that is great because it's not a super regular occurrence, but she's also at least as impatient to taste her as she is to feel her. She continues her way to the other boob, leans forward, gently bites the rock hard bud and nibbles on it for a moment - a moment that makes Dami nearly see stars - before she lets go and starts travelling downwards.

A few hickeys on slightly quivering abs and she reaches the waistband of Dami's boxers. Yoohyeon hooks her fingers under the rubber and slowly pulls them down. Once she reaches the hips, she's surprised to see Dami struggle for a moment to lift her hips enough for her to slide the boxers further off but they manage eventually. Dami's eyes are slightly foggy and one look at the undergarment explains why.

"Fuck, babe, you're absolutely drenched. I don't think I've ever seen you this wet, what happened?"

It's hard for Yoohyeon to not let out a gasp while she pulls the boxers down completely. Thin strings of arousal connect her girlfriend's glistening pussy to the garment that's pretty much soaked in the centre. Dami looks at her with a partly pleading, partly excusing expression.

"I told you I'm about to burst... Are you really gonna make me wait even longer?"

Yoohyeon is still in awe - the girl is so wet that it not only ruined her boxers but also got smeared over her outer lips, glistening in the neatly trimmed hair. A hand on her shoulder snaps her out of trance. She looks up, sees Dami slightly tremble and decides she has waited long enough. Yoohyeon shuffles back until she lays on her stomach, then she squeezes her hands under the girl's thighs so that she has a firm grip on her. One last glance up - Dami's eyes are halfway closed and she clearly tries her best to breathe calmly - and she leans forward, one lick with the broad of her tongue before she immediately starts sucking her clit.

The smaller girl groans so loud, Yoohyeon is sure the neighbours heard it. She knows Dami cums fastest when she sucks on her clit, so she keeps doing that, additionally dabs it with the tip of her tongue. She knows she cums fastest that way - but she wasn't aware it could happen that fast. It couldn't have been more than two minutes when Dami's thighs start to tremble heavily, her breathing becomes fast and shallow and suddenly Yoohyeon's head is trapped between her legs. Her moan is loud, loud enough for Yoohyeon to hear it even though her ears are covered by thighs and it takes quite a few seconds for Dami to stop spasming.

Slowly, the grip on her head loosens and Yoohyeon looks up, only to be pushed back down.

"More."

The desperate, yet demanding tone in her voice makes the older one moan into the pussy in front of her. Not wasting a second, she gets back to stimulating her girlfriend, licking around her entrance and inner lips instead of immediately sucking her clit again. Still, it seems to work Dami up, brings her closer to the edge- quiet mumbling makes Yoohyeon prick up her ears. For all she can make out from where she lays, her girlfriend silently curses.

She can't help but grin, it's rare for Dami to become so worked up that she gets vocal enough to curse. At the same time, a proud feeling spreads in her chest, after all it's her, Yoohyeon, who managed to drive her over the edge like that. With new energy, she focuses her attention more on Dami's clit again, only occasion licks further down and soon enough, her thighs start trembling again.

The curses become louder, Yoohyeon hears her clearly now.

"Fuck, God, I'm- holy shit, yes, fuck-"

For a moment, she contemplates lifting her head and teasing Dami when she's so close, but as if she could read her mind, the latter grabs her hair close to her scalp and presses her deeper into her pussy. Yoohyeon barely manages to breathe in before her nose is pushed into trimmed hair and the possibilities for getting air into her lungs become nonexistent. It turns out, it's not as big of an issue as she initially thought because the additional pressure against her clit makes Dami cum nearly immediately.

More curses spill from her lips. Yoohyeon thinks she hears something like "fuck, feels so good" but her ears are already covered by thighs again, so she can't be sure. Dami slowly moves her hips to rub herself against Yoohyeon's tongue while she rides out her orgasm but the curses turn into unintelligible mumbling until the only sound left is deep, heavy breathing.

The hand in her hair stopped gripping and now just lays loosely on her head, Dami's thighs are relaxed again and her whole body stopped quivering. Gingerly, Yoohyeon starts licking up the wetness and cum from and around her pussy, careful to not overstimulate Dami who's clearly exhausted, but still manages to softly pat her head. When Yoohyeon's done, she lifts herself up, groaning quietly due to the position she was in. She looks at Dami and sees that her eyes are closed and her breathing is even and relaxed.

"Babe..? Are you asleep?"

Dami mutters something she can't understand but it at least tells her that even though she's not completely asleep yet, she's about to be in probably less than a minute. Trying her best to not stir the worn out girl, she carefully moves her into a horizontal position before she lays down next to her and covers them both with a blanket.

"I love you."

Dami doesn't answer anymore but her hand, that's holding Yoohyeon's, squeezes hers almost unnoticeably. Yoohyeon smiles before she drifts off to sleep as well.

[hatsumaki45]

Really loved your recent 2yoo request, any chance you can do a part 2 where dami uses a longer strap for yoohs ass?

Awww thanks, nice to know you liked it, anon n.n Is it ok if I make it light? I don't feel like writing lately, college killed my creativity ;-;

♠️ Imagine the dildo just now is a sizable 13cm long x 5cm in diameter, enough to say they're playing hard. However, Dami removes the stap, leaving the dildo inside Yoohyeon's ass. She then looks for a new strap-on and opts for the thicker one is about 18cm long x 7cm in diameter.

♠️Once she puts on the stap, she is ready to remove the toy from Yoohyeon's ass and replace it with the new one.

♠️ She goes in this time with plenty of lube and keeps asking Yoohyeon embarrassing questions to see how he gets more and more needy. I imagined him saying, "You like being ass full don't you?" "See how well you take it in? Maybe I should use both of you play inside this time" "Can you handle more, slut? Is that what you want?"

♠️ And Yoohyeon's answer is "Yes " to everything, as she pushes her yielding back and drops her torso completely on the mattress.

♠️To still hearing her well, Dami will turn her over and bring Yoohyeon's knees against her chest. That makes the moans come out louder and clearer, and Dami can't bear to go harder. The bed shakes. It hits the wall. It might seem like enough, but the rapper wants more of the girl underneath her.

♠️Dami will definitely get up enough to see Yoohyeon's face, and then look at the open, shiny, wet pussy like a waterfall thinking about how nice it would look in full as well. It's a matter of time before she uses another strap on there too, making Yoohyeon brace herself hard with each onslaught.

♠️ Light massages on Yoohyeon's clit make her come between pretty moans, but by now Dami is too far up to stop and keeps fucking the blue-haired girl's holes. Yoohyeon sobs, too stimulated, but accepting her place as a nice toy for Dami. That's when she hugs her tightly and can't stop jerking her hips. Shiver after shiver.

♠️Dami grunts into Yoohyeon's chest from exhaustion and adrenaline, then reaches with his free hand for a pillow on the disastrous bed. She hits one and puts it under Yoohyeon's waist, it is inefficient for the posture to improve and they both know it, Yoo's jerks go straight to the two dildos that fill her, and Dami exhausted falls violently on her crotch.

♠️The delicate body of the vocal leader suffers a strong orgasm and squirts, soiling everything around her. The dildo in her pussy comes out slowly so as not to hurt her, and then Dami puts her in doggy style once more, pumps gently listening with satisfaction to Yoohyeon's moans….

♠️ And in that lovely view, she rests one hand on Yoohyeon's head pushing it down, and with the other she starts to distribute spankings on Yoohyeon's buttocks, decorating them with red marks. The subtle movement of her hips provokes strong reactions from the taller girl.

♠️When sees that enough is enough, decides to stop teasing and finally pulls out of Yoohyeon. They both fall into bed, and Yoohyeon falls asleep as soon as she calms down. The next day she'll probably have trouble walking, but she's fine with that.

[suntaeshine]

Am I Supposed To Be Mad? 2

Yoo Taeyang x OC

In which Nabi's boyfriend reminds her of the past and Taeyang wants to know more.

Friends with benefits to lovers!

Chapter 2/?

Rating M

Warnings!

for future chapters: heavy smut, descriptive smut, toxic relationship (not with Taeyang!), harsh language, violence, honestly it’s just a lot of p with little plot, 18+ MINORS DNI

This is a work of fiction completely by my own ideas

A/N: Part 2 already! I love this fic so much, I'm really looking forward to diving into Taeyang and Nabi's relationship and their dynamic.

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Casual words are traded amongst the group, a calm scene compared to the vibrant chaos happening just feet away from the rest. However, an even calmer discussion was happening in the midst of the already secluded area.

"It's a tough job, for the brain and hands anyway. But, I hope to one day inherit the company from my father," Taeyang explains. Nabi nods in understanding.

"I can only imagine how much harder it would be if and when you become CEO," she says and Taeyang chuckles.

"Yeah," he scratches the back of his neck, "But, it's what they expect me to do."

"Do you enjoy it?" she asks, her eyebrows crinkled in confusion at his words.

It was always expected of him to take the company on. He had a half brother who was also eligible, but he wasn't as committed to it as Taeyang is. Taeyang was also older than his half brother and he wouldn't place that burden on his younger brother.

"To a point, I assume. Does anyone truly enjoy mountains of paper work, though?" Taeyang laughs but Nabi frowns a little and tilts her head.

"If you don't like it, then why do it? You really want to be 70 years old and hating your daily life all because you made some decisions you regret in your 20's?"

Taeyang was speechless. Never before had someone taken his feelings and his future into account like this. Especially not someone he'd just met. He was overwhelmed, but also intrigued. 

"What about you? Your work?" he asks, delflecting her question.

"No work. I'm actually a college student," she answers, a blush rising on her cheeks, she wasn't used to so much attention on her at once.

"Oh, really? What degree?" he asks, moving a bit closer in order to hear her better.

"Business management. I wanna start my own business, I've always wanted to," she admits. She didn't get the chance to talk about this ambition much, she felt giddy at the interest in Taeyang's face.

"What kind? I know some places you could get a grant from," he offers.

"That would be helpful. I want to start my own fashion lines. I love designing and creating things. It's been a hobby of mine since I was younger and found out that I can actually turn it into a career in high school. I've been pretty set on it ever since."

"That's cool, I've never met such a creative person before," he teases and she laughs while shaking her head.

"You seem creative yourself. Do you dabble in art of any kind?" she questions, once again switching the focus onto him.

"It's embarrassing," he denies, once again his hand going to the back of his neck as he looks to the floor.

"Oh, now I have to know!" she exclaims, pulling her leg up onto the seat to view Taeyang fully. "What is it? What super secret hobby do you have?" 

"Ah, it's dumb," he shakes his head, refusing to meet her eyes.

"If you enjoy it, it's not dumb. If you enjoy it, it's extremely important and I need to know."

"Why do you need to know?" he jokes, finally looking back to Nabi.

"Because! For all I know your hobby could be creating replicas of the wonders of the world in toothpicks! And if it is, then you have to let me see them!"

"Toothpicks?" he laughs, liking how Nabi's nose crinkled.

"It's a thing, I swear!" she defends, crossing her arms and holding her head up.

"Maybe you're the one with that obsession," he says, poking at her leg that rested beside his.

"Guilty!" she holds her hands up in surrender. "I watched a TV show about a guy that makes them and thought it was cool."

"Doesn't take much to impress you. You're probably astounded by those enormous domino structures," Taeyang teases and Nabi begins giggling again.

"I totally am!" she admits with a bright smile.

"I can't lie, I am, too. I think it's cool to see people put in so much time and effort just for it to go away in seconds time," he agrees.

"I saw one video of a guy making a pyramid and he was over halfway done with it when the whole thing collapsed," Nabi frowns, a small laugh still escaping her lips.

"Oh no! That's awful," Taeyang tries to be sad as well but joins in the laughing.

"It is! I almost cried," Nabi shakes her head.

"I'm sure the guy did cry."

"Now, stop distracting me! What is your hobby?" 

"Photography. That's it. I just like to take pictures," he shrugs, even though he felt like the words were hard to say. His father always told him the hobby would never be useful in the 'real world' and so Taeyang became ashamed of it.

"That's fine, why is it so bad?" Nabi questions and Taeyang feels like she'd seen right through him.

"Just one of those things you do as a teenager but never really helps you out any," he shrugs.

"My hobby is something I found while young. And now I'm well on my way to making it my life's work. My income, my way to pay bills. Is that dumb?" she asks, her voice more caring than offended.

She was testing him, Taeyang knew that. He felt cornerned, never so vulnerable to someone despite it was such a casual conversation. It wasn't to him, he was never asked these things. No one really wanted to know that much about him. They were always much more interested in knowing when he was going to be CEO, or how much he was making. Never did someone ask him what he did for his own pleasure in his free time.

"Of course not," he shakes his head. Which was true, he thought she was admirable. She was determined to achieve her goals, but he could also see the love for the craft she held in her eyes. 

"So, why is yours any different?" she asks.

She caught him. Taeyang chuckles, absolutely trapped in her mental grasp. He'd played right into her game.

"I also like drawing," he exposes. "You going to grill me for that next?"

"Maybe. I'll stop when you realize that your hobbies are important and not something you should be embarrassed about," she shrugs.

"Fair enough," he nods, meeting her eyes once again.

Neither of them could hold back the smiles that took over their faces.

••••

"What time is it?" Nayeon yawns, stretching her arms over Nabi who was still immersed in a new conversation with Taeyang.

"Nearing 2 a.m.," Jaeyoon answers, glancing at his phone. 

"I'm exhausted," Moonbyul admits and Nayeon sighs with a nod.

"Tag along back home with me?" Nayeon asks and Moonbyul agrees.

"Please, I've had a few drinks and don't feel like taking an uber," Moonbyul says.

"Hey, Nabs," Nayeon calls. Nabi doesn't give her roommate a glance, instead laughing at something Taeyang said.

"Nabi!" Moonbyul calls out, louder this time, finally gaining a second of Nabi's attention.

"Yeah?" Nabi asks, barely turning her focus away from Taeyang, only sparing a quick glance.

"I'm tired so I'm heading home. Moonbyul is coming, too. Do you need a ride or is Hyunjae taking you home?" 

"Who?" Nabi asks before nodding. "Oh, right. Umm...."

Nabi trails off, looking from Moonbyul to Taeyang, then to the crowd of people still partying. She caught a glimpse of Hyunjae, who looked awful. It was clear he was hitting more than just the keg stand. He looked as if he were about to puke everywhere on anyone that walked by him. 

She knew it was the 'dutiful girlfriend' thing to do and go over to him. But, she also didn't want to fight with a drunken Hyunjae. That was the worst Hyunjae, because that was when he got louder and a lot more brutal with his words.

"I don't know," she mumbled, a deep frown setting across her usually delicate features.

"I'll take you home, if you want," Juyeon offers. "I'm staying a little longer."

"Really?" she asks and Juyeon nods.

"No problem."

"Thanks," she gratefully smiles then turns to where Moonbyul and Nayeon were already standing. "I'll see you at home?"

"Sure thing, night everyone," Moonbyul waves and the group all send their farewells to the two girls.

"So, Hyunjae?" Taeyang asks.

"Boyfriend," she answers, though the word felt like poison in her mouth. 

"Ah," Taeyang nods, instinctively glancing around the crowd as if he could point out which one Hyunjae was.

"It's.... Complicated?" Nabi trails off, before finding the closest word to fit the situation.

"If you don't mind me asking, how so?" Taeyang asks, setting his hand on top of Nabi's. 

Her hands were even tense and that sent a rush of uneasiness through Taeyang.

"It's just, you know.... College, distance, fighting," she fumbles over her words, unable to look away from how large Taeyang's hand was compared to her own.

"Damn, that sucks," he sympathizes, squeezing her hand in comfort. He wasn't sure why his words now seemed to fall short. He felt guilty to even be sitting so close to her right now.

"Yeah, it does," Nabi nods. "I don't know. It's just a weird, touchy subject."

"I understand," he nods, removing his hand from hers. 

Immediately, she yearned for his warmth again. 

••••

"I can't leave him like that," Nabi sighs, as she and Juyeon had gotten closer to where Hyunjae was. 

He was now propped with his back against the wall. His eyes were shut and Nabi wondered if he was even conscious.

"Yeah, well, he deserves it," Juyeon shrugs. He and Nabi were close friends as they were neighbors when Nabi's family moved into town. Juyeon was a few years older than her but took Nabi in as a younger sister and the two grew up together. He knew the whole story with Hyunjae and he hated every bit of it. 

"So rude," Nabi giggles, playfully shoving the taller man who hardly budges.

"If you want to grab him, whatever. I'm just saying I wouldn't blame the manager if they just threw him on the sidewalk," Juyeon shrugs.

"You don't mind?" she asks, not wanting to burden her friend.

"It's fine. But, if he pukes in my car I'll personally leave him on the side of the road."

"Deal," Nabi agrees and Juyeon laughs.

"Hyunjae? Hey, Hyunjae?" Nabi coaxes, waving her hand in front of her boyfriend's face.

"What?" he snaps with a deep voice, his drunken nature already more ruthless than his sober one.

"Come on, we're gonna take you home," she softly says, flinching as he pushes himself off the wall.

"Whatever. Party's lame anyway," he slurs, tripping over his own feet with every step he takes. Juyeon scoffs but follows Nabi who was following Hyunjae. 

From afar, Taeyang watches with curious eyes. He finally saw Hyunjae's face and didn't recognize him, but already felt a sense of anger in his veins despite never having a conversation with the guy.

"Hey," he nudges Jaeyoon's shoulder, "That's Nabi's boyfriend?"

"Uh, yeah," Jaeyoon says and grimaces. "For now, anyway. Not sure how long it'll last this time."

"This time?" Taeyang repeats.

"Another story for a better day. Wanna hit the keg?"

••••

"I'll be right back," Nabi grunts as Hyunjae's weight was bringing her down.

"You sure you don't need help?" Juyeon asks, still sitting in his car.

"No, I've got it. I'll be back in just a few," she breathes out, steadying her boyfriend's arm around her shoulder.

"Make it quick," Juyeon says and Nabi nods before tugging Hyunjae toward his door.

Each step was difficult as she was all but carrying his entire frame on her shoudlers. Eventually, she makes it to the door, propping him up on the wall and reaching into his pocket for his keys.

"Stop," he demands, pushing her hand away from him.

"I'm trying to get your keys!" she hisses, her patience wearing thin.

"Shut up," he groans, his head leaning back against the wall. 

Nabi rolls her eyes but finally finds his keys and makes quick work with the lock. As she makes an effort to resume the previous position, he groans once more.

"Stop," he demands once again.

"Hyunjae, you're home. Just help me get you to bed," Nabi exasperatedly pleads.

Although he fought and spit curses at her with every step, she finally got him to his bedroom. All at once, he seemed to wake up from the haze.

"Stay with me," he says, leaning back into his pillows, moving to unbuckle his belt.

"I can't," she shakes her head.

"Stay," he continues, his tongue caressing his bottom lip.

"Hyun, I can't," she firmly denies.

"Whatever. Fucking leave then, see if I give a damn," he scoffs, kicking her hand away and tugging his blanket over him. As the rough edge of his shoe catches the back of her hand, she lets out a small 'ah' and coils her hand into her chest.

"Fine, you'll just call me when you're hungover anyway," Nabi rolls her eyes and starts out the door.

"Just fuck off," Hyunjae scowls. 

"Gladly," she whispers under her breath and makes her way out of his house without looking back.

"All good?" Juyeon asks as Nabi hops into the passenger seat.

"Mhmm," Nabi nods, her lips pursed in a tight, thin line as she holds her scratched hand out of Juyeon's sight. Juyeon sighs and rubs her shoulder softly before starting the car up.

[unholydeukae]

heyy!! hope you guys are doing well

I'm missing yubin right now, and I'm sure she'd have been missing her girls while they were on tour as well. Maybe something with them communicating long distance, Yoohyeon calls her one night (so it'd be morning for yubin), and somehow Yoohyeon finds herself frustrated and needy and it ends up with Yubin talking her through it over the phone while trying to ignore how painfully hard she is herself. Finishes with Yubin listening as Yoohyeon falls asleep on the other end.

hope this is okay!! tysm!

Hey!! I really liked this ask and had a lot of fun answering it, so I hope you enjoy what I came up with :)

Yubin was still in bed and scrolling through the fans’ pictures and videos of the concert that ended a few hours ago when her best friend's contact name appeared on her phone's screen. Smiling, she picked up, looking forward to hearing all the stories from the last two days they spent in Brazil.

“Binnie!!” Yoohyeon's voice was excited and Yubin felt relieved - a small part of her was always worried that something happened while she wasn't there to take care of the girls, but Yoohyeon didn't sound like something was off.

“Hey princess,” she answered, “how was the concert? I saw some videos, you looked so pretty today.”

A light giggle could be heard and Yubin knew immediately that the girl was blushing slightly.

“Oh, well, I liked the outfit, yeah! I think we all looked pretty cool and the fans liked it as well!”

“I'm glad they did, baby, but I still think you looked stunning tonight, so no need to be shy about it.” Yubin could hear Yoohyeon shuffle around on the other end and grinned when the girl made some clearly flustered noises.

“What was that, puppy? I thought you wanted to tell me about the concert?” she teased, very aware of the effect the pet names had on the older girl.

Yoohyeon cleared her throat before she answered, “It was really fun! We did Silent Night so many times, I felt like I was dying - I was jumping around so much, my legs still hurt. Oh, and the fans screamed your parts so loud, it was really touching.”

Now it was Yubin's turn to slightly blush, she was always happy when InSomnia evidently liked her raps a lot.

“That sounds so good, I'm really sad I couldn't be there with you guys…” she trailed off, wishing she was with the rest of her members. Well, she specifically wanted to be with one of them right now, if she was completely honest, but there was no need to say that out loud.

“Mhm…” Yoohyeon murmured, then added, “I wish you were here, too…” so quietly that Yubin could hardly hear her, but the needy tone of her voice was unmistakable.

“What did you say, baby?” the younger girl asked - if her suspicion was correct, Yoohyeon would most likely bury her head in her pillow now and refuse to say anything.

Rustling could be heard through her phone's speaker and Yubin could make out a muffled “Nothing…”. She grinned to herself, knowing exactly where this would be going now.

“I thought you said you wanted me there, princess, is that not what you meant? Well, if I misunderstood you, then it's probably best if I hang up now, I don't want to keep you from sleeping.”

More shuffling and Yoohyeon's voice was clearer again. “No, no, don't hang up!! I miss you so much, I really wish you were here right now… I couldn't stop thinking about you all day today.”

Yubin tilted her head, even though the other girl couldn't see it. “Is that so? What did you think about, baby?” she asked, her tone slightly teasing.

Groaning, then it was silent for a moment. The younger girl looked at the black screen of her phone and waited. Just when she was about to repeat her question, Yoohyeon said something.

“Was thinking about us cuddling, I miss feeling you close… Miss touching you.”

“Oh, I miss you too, darling, we'll cuddle so much when you're back here. And you miss touching me, hmm? What a coincidence that I miss touching you as well, don't you think?”

Yoohyeon let out a loud whine at Yubin's last sentence and from the sounds coming through, the latter knew that she was shuffling around in her bed, trying to decide if she should continue or not.

“Use your words, baby,” Yubin said softly, “you're winding yourself up like that.”

More whimpering, until a quiet “I need you, daddy” made the younger girl close her eyes and silently suck in air. Her dick had been semi-hard since the first whine but now she felt blood rush straight to her core.

Not letting Yoohyeon know how much her words affected her, she answered, “Oh, I know, princess, I know… what do you want me to do?”

Yoohyeon seemed restless again and for a few seconds, only whimpers escaped her throat. She knew that Yubin would not do anything unless she said out loud what she wanted, but finding words was hard when she could already feel the wetness in between her legs.

“I…” she started, trying to phrase a coherent sentence, “I need you, please, need to feel you so bad.”

That wasn't really the answer Yubin wanted, but she couldn't blame the girl - it wasn't like she was in a better state, she could just conceal it better.

Deciding Yoohyeon could need some help, she asked, “Are you a messy puppy already, hmm?”

She could hear her whine, then a breathless “I think so, yeah."

Nodding, Yubin said, “Well, why don't you check for daddy?”, not surprised at the moan that sounded through her phone's speaker a second later.

“So?” she asked, satisfied when Yoohyeon's voice was dripping in need as she answered, “I'm a mess, so wet already…”

Yubin took a deep breath in, forcing herself to ignore her now fully hard dick throbbing in her boxers.

“I knew you'd be, you're such a needy puppy… do you wanna taste yourself for me, princess?”

Yoohyeon whimpered when she slipped her fingers in between her lips, greedily licking the wetness off of them. “Tastes so nice…” she said, hoping for Yubin to allow her to touch herself again.

“I wish I could taste you right now, baby, run my tongue around your clit, slightly pushing inside your soaked little hole… you'd like that, wouldn't you?”

The older girl swallowed and pressed out a “yes”, words becoming more and more difficult for her. “Touch, please,” she managed to get out, hoping it was enough for Yubin.

“Why don't you touch yourself then, princess?” the younger girl said, knowing that Yoohyeon was dying to do so.

She heard the blanket rustle, then a sigh and a loud moan, although it was quickly toned down - Yubin didn't know if the other members’ rooms were close enough to hear Yoohyeon, so she didn't say anything about it, no matter how much she loved hearing the older girl’s sounds when she touched herself.

“Feels so good…” Yoohyeon whimpered after a moment and Yubin wished nothing more than for her own fingers to be the ones in between the girl's folds right now.

“Yeah, does it? You're such a good girl, touching yourself for daddy…” she praised her, knowing the effect it would have on Yoohyeon.

Yubin could hear another swallowed moan and figured it was time to push the girl a bit further.

“You're doing so well, baby, I wish I could feel how soaked you are for me,” she said, - whimpering was the immediate response.

“Want more, please,” Yoohyeon whined, and Yubin had to close her eyes again for a moment to refocus her thoughts.

“What do you want, princess? You know I want you to use your words.”

She could hear panting before the girl managed to say, “Need your dick, please, daddy, need it so bad…”

Yubin couldn't stop a quiet “fuck” from escaping her throat. Trying to compose herself, she said, “God, I bet you do, you'd feel so tight around my cock, wouldn't you, puppy?”

Yoohyeon moaned and slick sounds told Yubin that she started fucking herself.

“What are you thinking about right now, baby?” she asked, so close to giving in to the temptation and jerking her dick to the girl's lewd noises.

“I…” Yoohyeon clearly struggled to find words, “I'm thinking about… about your dick filling me up from behind.”

“Fuck,” Yubin let out, louder this time. “You'd feel so nice around me, so stretched out by my thick cock, wouldn't you?”

Hearing the older girl whimper and pant like that killed the last ounce of self-restraint she had. She turned halfways on her stomach, just so that her dick, that was still trapped in her boxers, lightly touched the mattress.

“Need you so deep, please, daddy,” Yoohyeon moaned and Yubin couldn't help but slightly buck her hips against the bed, wishing the older girl was lying under her.

“I know you do, puppy,” she pressed out, “I'd fuck you so well, you wouldn't be able to think anymore, would you?”

“God, yes, I…” Yoohyeon trailed off for a moment, before she continued, “I think I'm getting close, please…”

Yubin couldn't stop her hips from moving according to the slick sounds she heard from Yoohyeon's end. Groaning, she asked, “You're close? Are you gonna cum for daddy, princess? Want me to fill you up with my cum as well?”

Yoohyeon almost cried out, her voice shaky when she begged, “Please, please daddy, breed me, I need your cum in me, I'm so close, please…”

Forcing herself to shift her focus completely back on Yoohyeon, Yubin said, “I'd fill you up so well, you'd be throbbing around my dick, wouldn't you? You can cum, baby, I want to hear how good you sound when you fuck yourself for me.”

The older girl's panting got faster and more ragged while Yubin kept going on about how good she looked stretched out on her dick and how well she was taking her.

With a choked moan, Yoohyeon finally came undone and Yubin immediately switched to showering her with praises.

“You're such a good girl,” she said, “you did so well, making yourself cum so hard for me, you did such a good job, princess.”

Yoohyeon kept panting but seemed to come down from her high, more whimpers falling from her lips again.

“Are you okay, baby girl?” Yubin asked, wanting to make sure she was alright.

Only unintelligible sounds came through her phone's speaker, so she asked again before Yoohyeon eventually calmed down enough to murmur, “I'm okay, I'm just… exhausted, fuck, intense…”

“That's okay, puppy, no worries, you did so great,” Yubin responded, her voice soft and caring. “Are you tired now, darling?”

“Yeah…” Yoohyeon's voice was hardly more than a whisper. “Sleepy… need cuddles…”

Yubin's heart melted a little. “You'll get all the cuddles you want, baby, and head scratches as well, hmm? Does that sound good?”

“Mhm…” the older girl's voice trailed off and just a few seconds later, her breathing had evened out completely.

“Baby?” Yubin asked tentatively, but wasn't surprised when she didn't get an answer anymore.

Turning until she laid on her back again, she got lost in thoughts for a moment, but her still painfully hard dick brought her back to reality quickly.

Sighing, she muted herself on the call - she knew how much Yoohyeon loved to stay on call over night if they couldn't be together, so she didn't want to hang up, but she definitely didn't want to wake her up by getting off either.

She placed her phone on the nightstand before wrapping her fingers around her cock, thinking about how good Yoohyeon sounded when she got off for her…

[unholydeukae]

This is just a quick, unserious one, folks, have fun lol, Sunny and I sure were laughing thinking about it.

Saving your streak (2Yoo- g!p Dami)

It's that time of the day again, where after almost 12 full hours of abstinence, Yoohyeon has gotten so needy she surprises Dami while laying on her bed, fully naked and lubed already.

To say Dami is surprised would be a lie, she knows the puppy. So, when she opens the door to find Yoohyeon ready to go, she simply smirks, closes the door and undresses herself and after a quick suck she lets Yoohyeon get on all fours then finds her place behind her.

For a moment she considers to toy a little bit more, but a whine and a wriggle of the butt from the woman in front of her makes her desist, so she pushes in, groaning at the feeling of the walls gripping her cock like a vice after a long day at work, then she grabs her hips and starts thrusting, building up a comfortable rhythm for both.

After a while, she angles her thrusts just right, making Yoohyeon fall on her face as she moans loudly in her pillow, so she reaches down with a hand and grabs her hair, making a ponytail, before firmly pulling her up, earning another whine as she pulls at irregular breaks.

Eventually, she sees her reaching down with a hand and rubbing her clit, probably feeling her orgasm coming, so Yubin ups her ante.

She feels the spark in her own core, she's so close she can almost taste her own orgasm, Yoohyeon is starting to call out her name-

Until a familiar chime from the latter's phone interrupts them.

They both stop, dread filling their guts, then they both turn at Yoohyeon's phone as it is laying face up on the floor only to see the demonic owl staring angrily back at them, the hour a glaring sight for them.

"Oh shit," they whisper together.

Yoohyeon glances behind her and hesitantly she asks, "What- what should we do?" But then she groans as Yubin's cock quickly slips out of her ass, leaving her gaping and watching shocked as the girl grabs her own phone. "Are you serious?"

Returning on the bed, she almost cowers at the glare Yubin gives her and gasps as she's filled once again. "Listen here, I am not about to lose my streak just because you couldn't contain yourself. Now get your phone."

With a sigh, Yoohyeon falls once more with her face on the pillow and thanks her long arms since she can reach her phone without problems and picks it up, giving the stink eye at the fucking green owl that is still angrily staring back. "Fuck you..." she mumbles as she gets in the app, then sighs as Yubin starts slowly moving her hips.

"If you are a good girl I'll have Siyeon eat your ass later, ok?"

That shuts her up.

A handful of minutes later, since she isn't hearing anything, Gahyun walks in Yubin's room, ready to ask for a phone charger, when she finds said woman languidly moving her hips against Yoohyeon's ass, looking over her shoulder and grinning at her phone. Then suddenly snaps her hips against her almost having Yoohyeon drop her phone.

"So many mistakes, and to think you are the language genius, Yooh-"

Shocked, Gahyun manages to see the screen of her unnie's phone. "Are you seriously fucking during a Duolingo lesson?"

Both women jump at the loud voice, then flush out of embarrassment as they face their maknae.

Throwing her arms in the air she turns around and walks out saying, "You know what? You do you. I'll ask Minji-unnie."

[unholydeukae]

I just stumbled upon the jacket behind photos and... Damn. Yeah. I'm gay. Anyways, enjoy :)

Dami and Yoohyeon are on a date; after having some ice cream in a parlour (where Yooh spends a lot of time playing with (the rings on) Dami's fingers), Yoohyeon suddenly is in a big rush to get back to their apartment. On the way home on the bus, she's awfully fidgety, hardly able to keep her legs still and still plays around with her girlfriend's fingers; turning the rings and pushing them up and down, nearly making her lose one of them. If Dami didn't know Yooh as well as she does, she'd be worried if something was wrong, but since they've been dating for over four years already, she's very aware of what this behaviour means. Disguising it as sympathetic support, she strokes Yoohyeon's thigh with her free hand, knowing it doesn't make it better for her at all. As expected, the older one trembles slightly at the touch and sends her a pleading look, but Dami just gives her a smile and winks at her.

When they arrive at their bus stop, Yoohyeon is so unsettled that she would've tripped down the steps out of the bus if Dami didn't grab her arm to stabilise her. Firm ground under her feet, Yooh keeps holding on to Dami who just smirks but still wraps an arm around her waist - just in case. After a few minutes, they reach their apartment building and the younger one lets go of Yoohyeon's waist to grab the keys from the carabiner that's dangling from one of the belt loops of her pants. Yooh whines a bit for the loss of contact but stays surprisingly collected on the stairs. Only when they stand in front of the apartment door and Dami rummages for the key again, she makes quiet sounds and looks a bit restless.

Thankfully, Dami doesn't take too long to open the door and gently pushes her girlfriend inside. Once the door is locked again, Yoohyeon can't seem to keep herself together anymore. She clutches at Dami's hand and pulls her towards her with such force that their heads nearly bump together. Yooh whines loudly now and tries to move one of Dami's hands in between her legs. But even though the latter is just as greedy for her girlfriend as she is for her, she has a lot more self control and resists giving in to her desires just yet. Dami pulls her hand away with slight force (Yooh is strong when she's horny like that) and, to appease her needy girlfriend, cups one of her cheeks and gives her a quick peck on the other.

"Just a moment, yeah? Let me take off my shoes and I'll take care of you, baby."

Yoohyeon makes another whiny sound but takes off her own shoes as well before she walks further into their studio apartment and begins to take off her clothes. Only her lingerie is left when she feels a featherlight kiss on her shoulder and a voice murmuring in her ear, telling her to undress fully and lay down on the bed. A slight shiver runs down her spine and she's quick to get rid of her undergarment as well. Dami in the meantime unbuttons her flannel, under which she only has a sports bra, and walks over to her chest of drawers. The bed squeaks nearly unnoticeably when Yoohyeon crawls onto it and Dami looks over to her girlfriend. Her naked figure makes her heart beat faster but she keeps her appearance controlled while she detaches the carabiner from her jeans.

Yoohyeon on the other hand is not so patient and, after sending a pleading look in Dami's direction, moves her own hand towards her chest. One glance at her girlfriend makes her retreat her hand immediately again, the frown on Dami's face is all she needs to see. Still, she can't help but fidget around a bit, Dami just takes too long to remove all the rings from her fingers.

"I- I really need you, can't you hurry a bit, please?"

The shaky, slightly hoarse tone of Yoohyeon's voice nearly drives Dami insane, but she's still not done taking her rings off - and she won't deny that teasing Yooh like that is part of the fun. She decides to drag it out just a little longer.

"Hey. Look at me. You're such a good girl for waiting so patiently. Don't worry, I'll make you feel so good once all... those... rings... are off."

With the last words she slowly removes the remaining rings on her fingers, one by one, no rush at all. Yoohyeon stares at her, her chest lifts and lowers visibly with every whimpering breath she takes. Her body starts trembling when Dami steps out of her jeans and she cries out tearily when she moves on to take off the flannel.

"Keep.. keep it on, please, I need you, just come here, please, please-"

Her voice cracks a bit and Dami decides she's waited long enough. With flannel, sports bra and boxers still on, she joins Yoohyeon on the bed, crawling towards her until she hovers over her on all fours. The sight of the girl below her makes her head spin; her quivering tummy, the hard nipples on her perfect breasts, the way her neck moves when she swallows - the sudden movement catches her off-guard. A nearly inaudible gasp escapes her throat as Yoohyeon grabs the collar of her flannel and pulls her down in a swift motion.

The girl's lips feel soft on hers, soft and supple and so familiar. She knows the shape by heart, knows that for Yoohyeon, the kiss doesn't have to be fierce to be passionate. They move in sync, the tip of Dami's tongue runs over Yoohyeon's lower lip, eliciting the slightest moan. The latter's hands still clutch to the flannel but her grip loosens when Dami pulls back the slightest bit.

"You're so beautiful."

Her eyes sparkle as she looks in Yoohyeon's and her hand softly cups her cheek again, the thumb slowly rubbing back and forth. The older one's lips part when Dami pushes her thumb carefully in between them. She feels the inside of her lips, her teeth, plays with her tongue a bit.

"Suck."

Yoohyeon's eyes widen almost imperceptibly but she obeys anyway. All Dami can focus on is the way her lips move around her thumb, how her tongue feels against it. She slowly pulls out, smearing some saliva on Yooh's lips in the process before she moves her hand lower and rubs the wet thumb over one of the girl's nipples. Yoohyeon lets out a whimper but Dami quickly swallows it with a kiss. Feeling the nipple harden under her thumb, she switches to flicking it, pinching, pulling until the girl's hips buck against her from below.

Smiling, she breaks the kiss and lets her mouth travel downwards. Over the corner of her lips, her jaw, neck and collarbone - where she leaves some red hickeys - until she reaches her other breast. Her kisses and licks make Yoohyeon more vocal, her breathing gets heavier and she constantly lets out small sounds of pleasure. When Dami begins to suck on her nipple, flicking it around with her tongue, Yoohyeon bucks her hips once more and tries to pull Dami's core against her own with her legs.

Without interrupting what she's doing, the younger one pushes one of her knees in between her legs, against her wetness. Yoohyeon tries to rub herself against Dami's thigh but the angle isn't right and she lets out a frustrated wail. Dami chuckles and lets go of her breast.

"You really need me, huh?"

Beady eyes look up at her.

"Please..."

No matter how much she tries to contain herself, Dami was never able to resist her girlfriend when she's so needy, so wet, so desperate for her. She scoots lower, the scent of her arousal is prominent and makes her head spin. The first lick is heavenly. It always is. The taste on her tongue, the thighs against the palms of her hands, the sigh of pure contentment leaving her girl's lungs. There's nothing in the world she'd rather be doing right now.

Dami starts slow, running her tongue around her entrance and her clit rather than diving right in. Only occasionally she directly touches the swollen nub, not yet wanting to give in to the desire of feeling Yoohyeon's thighs tense around her head more often. Carefully she moves one of her hands from her thigh towards her center, traces circles around the entrance before she pushes two fingers in. Hot and wet, familiar and yet slightly different every time; so many sensations that she hardly hears Yoohyeon moan out loud. Moving carefully, she doesn't take long to find it, the spot she knows will send her into orgasmic bliss in no time.

Her tongue still draws circles around her clit instead of directly touching it, but with the internal stimulation it's enough for Yoohyeon to reach her peak in mere minutes. A cry, thighs tensing, back arching, walls spasming around her fingers. Carefully continuing the stimulation, Dami helps her ride out the afterwaves of the orgasm while stroking her thigh as a wordless praise. Yoohyeon's breathing calms down again, her eyes long closed in order to feel more intense.

The pleasure builds up again. Dami never stops after one orgasm, she knows Yoohyeon can take a lot more than that. She slips a third finger inside, satisfied that her girl is so wet that she contemplates adding a fourth one. Whimpering interrupts her thoughts and she decides to focus on the second orgasm. Her tongue runs over her clit more frequently now, up and down in a controlled motion. Yoohyeon starts panting harder again, another orgasm clearly builds up and Dami squeezes her thigh, a silent sign of support.

More pressure on her clit makes Yoohyeon drip, wetness runs down Dami's hand to her wrist while she steadily pumps her fingers into the girl. The walls clamping around her feel so good, one of the many proofs that she's the reason for it -

"I'm- close, so close, fuck please-"

Something in Dami short-circuits. A fourth finger easily slips inside, the walls feel even tighter now, the spongy surface against the tip of her fingers, her tongue against her throbbing clit, the hard muscles of her thigh - another cry. Again her back arches, her walls spasm around her fingers, her stomach quivers. Hoarse moans, when the waves of the orgasm keep hitting, until they subside into breathy whimpers.

Dami comes up from between Yoohyeon's legs. Smiling she looks at her glowing figure before she leans down and gives her lips a peck. Yoohyeon opens her eyes, her expression clearly fucked out.

"Kiss me..."

Her voice is hardly more than a whisper but Dami hears her nonetheless. The kiss is sweet, less demanding than earlier but Yoohyeon moans at the taste of herself. She's so absorbed that she hardly notices how Dami starts pushing three fingers in and out of her pussy again. The younger one breaks the kiss to watch her reaction when she starts circling her clit with her thumb. Of course, Yoohyeon does not disappoint. She opens her mouth to say something but no sound comes out, instead her eyes roll back and her lips form a silent "fuck".

Dami smiles, she knows her girlfriend and the magic of her fingers. She speeds up her movements and places some kisses around Yoohyeon's neck and lower face - she loves the fact that after she came once, her girl can fall over the edge so easily, and it's no different now. A few more tight circles on her clit, some attention to the magical spot inside her and she comes undone once again. More quiet, this time. Less moans and cries but more whimpers. Slighter trembling, but it takes longer to subside. Somehow, more love. Even though Dami is not sure how that is even possible.

[hatsumaki45]

please can I request a dom dami and sub yoohyeon? dami wants to treat yoohyeon’s ass real good and rough

Maybe this is because of the cover of "Oh my god"? I think we all died because of this gem :)

Yoohyeon looked so cute and Dami completely cool

It was one of those vacation nights where everything in the house was atypical; SuA was away to see her parents, Siyeon had gone to spend time with her niece and JiU had gone out drinking with a ""friend"".

With a little leadership the maknae line managed to get organized with dinner and then everyone went about their business.

Dami finished a chapter of her book and went to sleep at midnight, Yoohyeon on the other hand remained in front of her PC screen for a couple of hours more, too entertained in her game to notice that loneliness was all around her.

She rarely had the room to herself, it was 3 a.m. and the light bulb went off in her head: it seemed like a good time to masturbate.

That was her first idea.

But a certain puppy came up with something better: go to sleep with Dami. If it had been a long time since she'd had the room to herself, it had been even longer since she'd last fucked Dami. Somehow she had ended up sleeping with the other members, almost forgetting how much they enjoyed having their special moments.

Without much care she slipped into the shorter girl's room and took up most of the bed, interrupting the delicate sleep she was having. Dami's arms went around Yoohyeon's waist and, although it was one of those inexplicably adorable things Yoohyeon did, it didn't stop the shorter one from getting upset. She now had a cop on the bed; a cop she was hugging and resting her huge ass against the shorter girl's crotch.

The incredible dream she had was now just a memory and it seemed that her body was ready to start walking.

Because of Yoohyeon she could no longer sleep.

-What are you doing here? -Dami growled, squeezing the taller one against her body.

-I didn't want to sleep alone - replied Yoohyeon with false innocence-. Let's go to sleep, PanDami….

In one swift movement Dami stands over Yoohyeon and grabs her chin, caressing it with her long fingers.

-But because of you I can't sleep -she reproached her-. So you won't be able to sleep either.

Yoohyeon smirks as she achieves her goal and closes her eyes, Dami's fingers are getting closer and closer to her lips.

-You know how easily I fall asleep.

-Sure? -Dami slips her thumb into Yoohyeon's mouth, who accepts it almost instinctively and begins to suck it with pleasure-. I know how to keep you awake, Namu…. And now you owe me.

The way Yoohyeon plays with her thumb in her mouth makes Dami's head dirty easily, she feels her hips tense, and the idea of fucking Yoohyeon's mouth with a strap-on becomes more and more demanding. How is it that a girl can make you think of a thousand ways to make her yours are with a image?

-Take off your clothes and get on your knees on the floor, Namu.

While Yoohyeon does as ordered, Dami searches her closet for a rather large strap-on and takes off her pajama shorts to properly put on the strap. Dami slathers some flavored lube on her hand and smears it on the dildo, while her free hand tangles in the girl's hair at her feet.

-Do you know how much I miss fucking you, Namu? -Without waiting for an answer, Dami guides Yoohyeon's head towards the dildo and starts to penetrate her mouth- Do you know how pretty you look while I'm using you?

Yoohyeon knows it's time to start moving and swallow the phallus completely, and very slowly she does so, putting on a nice show for her 97-line partner. She looks at her in that way she knows Dami likes and keeps her hands behind her back, waiting for her partner's arousal to increase, ready to take in the jerk of her hips before Dami completely took control. Yoohyeon was looking forward to that moment when Dami would tear her throat apart and leave her on the verge of orgasm just by feeling like a nice fuck-toy.

But on that occasion, after the violent shaking, Dami set her free; empty. Then she pointed to the bed and ordered him to get on it doggy style. Almost at that very moment Dami whips her buttocks hard and starts massaging her anus, Yoohyeon is surprised but relaxes easily when the lube helps the lower one to do her job.

-You look pretty, like…. Like a pretty slut. Do you think you can take me in whole? I want to take you so good, Namu.

Still knowing Yoohyeon's great ability to withstand great challenges, she decided to ask to be sure she could go hard. It was no secret that anal slut Yoohyeon was Dami's favorite when it came to taking it up the ass, but she always wanted to be sure her girl knew what she would do. How she would do it. And incidentally it embarrassed her, because deep down she knew the answer: Yoohyeon would nod her head, saying she could take it. Then Dami would start playing with Yoohyeon's clit, stimulating her two holes and awakening in them the need to be filled.

-You're going to take all of this inside, aren't you, puppy? And then you'll take your punishment for waking me up…..

Dami enters Yoohyeon's ass slowly and takes a handful of blue hair, long for more extensions, and starts to move her hips to enter Yoo. Yoohyeon moans loudly, not holding back, which ends up drawing the attention of the pair outside the room.

Both Handong and Gahyeon enter the room with the best possible angle: the view of the huge strap getting lost in the ass of their needy friend.

-Yoohyeon unnie don't be so loud -scolds the maknae while Handong scratches her back. Consequently Yoohyeon arches her back and Dami manages to give the last thrust until she is all the way in.

-I'm not surprised she took it so easy, she's been practicing you know, Dami? -Handong smiles as Yoohyeon is deep in concentration, panting-. Yesterday I saw her with a plug coming out of the shower…. I think the puppy was desperate since yesterday.

-She always needs to be fucked -Gahyeon adds, then sits next to Yoohyeon, distributing little kisses on the Blue-hair woman's neck.

Dami smiles at them and starts to move hard, Yoohyeon tries to keep up with her between loud moans. Just when she manages to keep up, Dami asks Handong to record Yoohyeon and Dongie knows exactly what to do with the video. She opens the group chat and starts recording, revealing the vocal leader's delicate body being whipped ferociously. Blue hair pulled between Dami's fingers and pretty expressions of pleasure that they all know very VERY well.

It's clear that Yoohyeon is reaching her limit, that's just one reason to go for more.

Dami surrenders completely to her body's desire, pumping and pumping rapidly, the body in front of hers receiving her completely as she trembles and bends until she falls against the mattress. Yoohyeon claws at the sheets with her fingers and gasps with her mouth against the mattress, her legs are giving way and her stomach tense, the wetness between her legs growing.

Dami takes a breath to admire her as she collapses and then lunges hard again, holds her hips against her between thrusts. Dami is completely mesmerized with the way Yoohyeon screams her name, with the way she bites her lips and looks especially fondly at the blush on her face. It's impossible to hold back like that.

How not to love her? She thinks as Yoohyeon shudders violently.

And as if it were a mechanism, the instant the blue-hair woman squirts on the mattress, Dami stops and leans on the taller one's back panting.

The video ends.

Dongie and Gahyeon say goodbye to the couple claiming that they have unfinished business between them, assuming that the couple is too tired to continue...

But Yoohyeon still has the dildo inside her ass and can feel Dami's strong grip preventing her from pulling away.

-How about trying a bigger one?

-Like... Like Longer?

-How about thicker? I want to see how hard you work for me, Namu.

-W-well… Let's do it.