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Behind The Wall

Kinkvember Day 8: Glory Hole

Le Sserafim Huh Yunjin

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Yunjin sank into the deep, velvet embrace of her couch, the cushions softening her exhausted frame as she let out a long, weary sigh. The echoes of the day's cacophony—cheering fans, thumping music, and sharp camera clicks—still pulsed faintly in her ears.

The life of an idol was dazzling but relentless; every hour meticulously scheduled, every move choreographed to perfection. The glitter of stage lights, interviews under glaring lamps, and the constant churn of photo shoots were exhilarating but exacted a toll. It was as if her very soul teetered on a tightrope, balancing the shimmering allure of fame against the shadow of burnout.

Through the vast floor-to-ceiling window, the city’s neon lights painted strokes of pink, blue, and gold across her apartment walls. Seoul’s night buzzed with energy; cars zipped by, people chattered and laughed, their figures flitting like restless fireflies. The symphony of life outside mocked her solitude, reminding her of the world that saw her only as an untouchable idol, never as Yunjin, the young woman who craved the freedom to simply be.

A heavy sigh escaped her as she swept her gaze over the cluttered coffee table, its surface strewn with fan mail written in colorful inks, glossy pamphlets of upcoming events, and stacks of formal letters from the agency. Her slender fingers traced absent patterns over the scattered papers, seeking something familiar in the chaos. But then, her touch stopped on an envelope that was different. It was plain, with none of the bright markings or logos she’d expected—no sender's name, no return address, just an unassuming square of paper.

The whisper of the paper crinkling as she opened it seemed magnified in the stillness. The note inside was concise, starkly so, and as her eyes scanned the words, a shiver danced along her spine:

"Looking to escape the ordinary? We offer complete anonymity. No names, no faces—just pure freedom. For those seeking a way out, come explore a world where nothing else matters."

A URL was printed below in small, unembellished text, as though any flourish might disrupt the message’s secrecy. Yunjin flipped the paper over, searching for more—an explanation, a clue to its sender—but found nothing. The edges of the note bit into her palm as her mind wrestled with intrigue and apprehension.

Her heart thudded as she glanced around her penthouse, its luxury and perfection suddenly feeling like a gilded cage. The idea of complete anonymity was as tantalizing as it was foreign. A place where her name, face, and reputation held no sway, where the burden of fame could be shed like a second skin—was such a thing even possible?

The glow of her phone lit her face as she typed the URL. The screen flickered to life, revealing a minimalist site with no distractions, no images, just a few lines of cryptic text. It spoke of an exclusive venue, a secret haven where identities dissolved, and people interacted without pasts or future judgments. A chill coursed down her arms as she read it again, each word stoking the embers of a rebellious thought that crackled within her.

She pressed her lips together, the decision forming like storm clouds in her mind. Her usual caution warred with a desperate hunger for escape. For once, she wouldn’t run it by her manager or think about potential repercussions. She would be just Yunjin, unknown and unseen.

Shaking fingers rummaged through her closet, pushing past glamorous gowns and performance outfits until she found a pair of dark jeans and a plain black hoodie. She slipped them on, the soft fabric foreign in its ordinariness. Her reflection in the mirror was almost startling—gone were the shimmering eyeshadow, sculpted features, and immaculate hair. Instead, a girl with wide, determined eyes looked back. She pulled her hair into a loose ponytail and donned a baseball cap, tucking wayward strands beneath it. Oversized sunglasses completed the disguise, shadowing her face despite the evening hour.

A small crossbody bag held her essentials, including the mysterious envelope and her phone, which she silenced before sliding it in. The muffled tick of the clock punctuated her hesitation, but the thrum in her chest urged her forward. The night was cool when she stepped out, the city’s breath washing over her as if daring her to blend into the current of people and lights.

Flagging down a cab felt like a small act of rebellion, its ordinary nature grounding her as the car hummed to life and pulled away from the curb. The rhythmic roll of the tires lulled her into contemplation. Streetlights cast fleeting halos on her window, the cityscape warping and softening in the glass’s reflection. She watched as neon signs, bustling restaurants, and late-night strollers gave way to quieter streets lined with shuttered shops and shadowed alleyways.

When the cab stopped in front of an unremarkable building, her pulse quickened. It stood under a flickering street lamp, modest and nondescript, its façade promising nothing yet holding everything she yearned for.

Yunjin paid the driver and stepped onto the cracked pavement, the city's hum receding to a low murmur. A sudden breeze lifted the edge of her hood as she pulled it lower, shielding herself from the scant light. The air tasted electric, anticipation sharp on her tongue.

This was it—a chance to disappear, to step into the unknown. The final glance over her shoulder was reflexive, a look at the life she was about to abandon, if only for a fleeting moment. With a deep breath, Yunjin pushed open the heavy door and let the shadows swallow her whole, a small smile curving her lips as the echo of her world fell away.

At the front desk, a woman with a soft, welcoming smile looked up, her glasses perched delicately on the tip of her nose, glinting under the warm glow of the overhead light. She exuded an air of quiet confidence, her poised demeanor a result of years of greeting visitors who approached with curiosity, nerves, or both.

“Good evening,” she said, her voice calm, warm, and practiced, like the embrace of a familiar song. The subtle scent of jasmine lingered in the air, a comforting contrast to the thundering beat of Yunjin’s heart. Sensing her demeanor the lady continued “First time?”

Yunjin gulped, the lump in her throat making her voice feel small and fragile. “Yes,” she replied, her tone soft and almost wavering, as if any louder would betray the torrent of emotions coursing through her.

The woman’s eyes, sharp yet kind, softened with a knowing glimmer as she slid a clipboard toward Yunjin across the polished, dark wood of the counter. The faint slide of paper against wood felt louder than it was, reverberating in Yunjin’s heightened state. “No worries, it’s all straightforward here. Just sign this waiver, and let me explain the options.” The receptionist’s tone was even, her words crafted to soothe. The clipboard itself seemed ordinary but held a gravity Yunjin wasn’t prepared for—a silent gateway between the ordinary and the unknown.

Yunjin's eyes dropped to the clipboard, the neatly printed text blurring slightly as her thoughts raced. The room felt warm, her breath shallow as she fought to calm herself. The woman’s voice interrupted her reverie, a steady anchor to the moment. “You can choose to give pleasure or receive it—whichever you’re more comfortable with.”

Yunjin’s pulse quickened, the choice startling in its simplicity yet weighted with implications. The muffled hum of distant music reached her ears, blending with the low thrum of blood rushing through her veins. She hadn’t anticipated the tension, the sudden clarity required for this decision.

“Um…” The hesitation hung between them, a breath caught in time. Yunjin’s gaze flickered from the clipboard to the woman’s reassuring eyes, and before she could rethink it, the words fell from her lips. “I’ll… give first.”

A smile curved the receptionist’s lips, gentle and knowing. She collected the clipboard once Yunjin had signed her name, fingers brushing lightly over the polished wood. “Great,” she said with a finality that both steadied and excited Yunjin. “Once you’re ready, head to the back, and follow the instructions inside. Take your time.” The words resonated like a promise, rich with unspoken possibilities.

Yunjin's feet felt both light and weighted as she moved through the hallway, each step echoing softly against the wooden floorboards. The corridor was lined with antique sconces that cast warm, flickering light, their glow reminiscent of gas lamps from another era. The scent of aged wood and varnish wrapped around her, steeped in a history of whispered secrets and uncharted desires.

The booth she entered was compact, almost intimate, its wooden frame dark with age and rich with a subtle scent of cedar. Faint scratches marred the surface, stories untold but felt through the marks of time. Yunjin adjusted herself on the worn seat, the old wood creaking beneath her slight movements. The small space was a capsule of warmth and nervous energy, making the moment feel both surreal and thrilling.

A deep breath filled her lungs as she closed her eyes, trying to slow the pounding of her heart. The booth's walls seemed to close in protectively, muting the world outside and intensifying her awareness of herself. The anticipation coiled within her, electric and alive, as she opened herself up to whatever came next, ready to step across the invisible threshold and into the unknown.

Suddenly, a slight movement near her face broke her concentration. Her gaze shifted and there it was—a small, round hole in the partition between booths, a portal to the unknown. Through it, the tip of a penis slowly emerged, its presence both startling and enticing. The anonymity of the situation only added to the allure, as Yunjin found herself face to face with the mystery of a man she could neither see nor touch, save for this intimate connection.

The member that presented itself through the partition was of a decent size, neither intimidating nor meek. It commanded Yunjin's attention, a silent invitation to a dance of lust and longing. With a deep breath, she reminded herself to take her time, to explore and savor the experience. She was an artist, and this was her canvas.

As she leaned in, the warmth of her lips met the head of the cock with a gentle, yet commanding touch. Her technique was impeccable, a result of years of honing her craft. A low groan from the other side of the partition confirmed her skill, and a surge of empowerment washed over her. She was in control, a maestro conducting an orchestra of desire.

With each slide of her mouth, her tongue traced the sensitive underside of his member, eliciting a symphony of responses from the stranger. His breathing grew heavier, punctuating the air with anticipation. The twitching of his member within her mouth was a silent testament to her mastery, a sign that she was navigating the dance of desire with expert precision.

Yunjin's own moans began to mingle with the stranger's labored breaths, a chorus that filled the small, private space. She couldn't deny the pleasure she found in this unconventional tryst. There was a unique thrill in the anonymity, a liberation in the act of pleasuring someone whose face she would never know. It was a connection that transcended the physical, rooted in the raw and real exchange of passion.

The pace of her actions increased, her head bobbing with growing urgency, the wet sounds of her endeavors a testament to the fervor of the moment. She could sense the stranger's tension mounting, his breathing becoming shallow and ragged as he approached the precipice of release.

As the tension escalated, Yunjin sensed the subtle changes in the man's breathing—a mix of shallow, quick breaths escalating into a desperate, primal rhythm. The air grew thick with anticipation, and her heart pounded in sync with his. The cock in her mouth, already swollen with arousal, seemed to pulse with an electric charge, signaling the inevitable. His body tensed, muscles rigid as his climax built to an unstoppable crescendo. With just a whisper of warning, the stranger's control slipped away. A guttural, low growl vibrated through his chest, primal and raw, echoing in the confined space around them. Then, the release. It came like a warm, forceful flood, his hot, salty essence filling Yunjin's mouth with a sudden rush. She felt the throbbing intensify, each pulse delivering more of his essence, hot and thick against her tongue. Yunjin, caught in the wave of his ecstasy, swallowed eagerly, the flavors mixing in her mouth—salty, slightly bitter, yet uniquely intimate. She closed her eyes, focusing on the sensation, her own arousal amplifying as she savored the taste, the heat, the sheer intimacy of the act. As he reached his peak, she could feel the tension in his body slowly ebbing away, the throbbing now a slower, gentler rhythm. The cock in her mouth began to soften, no longer the rigid rod of before, but yielding, becoming more pliable. Yunjin held him there, her lips and tongue still caressing, prolonging the connection. The afterglow of his climax lingered on her taste buds as she gently released him with a soft wet pop, her lips tracing a soft path along the now relaxed shaft, leaving a trail of warmth. The moment, intense and fleeting, left them both in a haze of satisfaction, their breaths mingling in the quiet aftermath.

A murmured thanks floated through the hole, a small acknowledgment of the intense connection they had shared, however fleeting. Yunjin took a moment to catch her breath, her heart still racing from the adrenaline of the encounter.

Despite the fleeting nature of their interaction, Yunjin felt a profound bond with the faceless man on the other side of the wall. It was a bond forged by mutual pleasure and vulnerability, a memory that would linger long after the carnival lights had dimmed.

Just as she began to compose herself, another surprise awaited her. From a different opening in the partition, a second shaft appeared—this one significantly larger and more imposing. Yunjin's breath hitched in her throat as she eyed the newcomer with a mix of apprehension and curiosity. The first encounter had been a warm-up, but this? This was a challenge.

She hesitated, pondering if she could accommodate such a size, but the thrill of the challenge won out. With a cautious but determined glance, she edged closer to the second hole. Yunjin was ready to take the ride.

As she steeled herself, Yunjin's gaze was locked on the formidable appendage that stood before her. It was a symbol of virility and power, and she was determined to conquer it. With a deep breath, she leaned forward, her heart pounding like a drumline in her chest. The moment of contact was electric; her soft lips met the massive head of the cock, and a surge of warmth and intensity coursed through her. She closed her eyes, surrendering to the sensation as she focused all her strength and concentration on the task ahead.

The journey had begun, and Yunjin was committed to seeing it through. She slid her lips down the lengthy shaft, each inch a testament to her determination. The cock throbbed and pulsed in her mouth, a living embodiment of the challenge she had accepted. It was a tight fit, pushing the limits of her oral cavity, and she could feel her throat constricting as she valiantly attempted to accommodate more of the imposing member.

Gagging and sputtering were inevitable, but Yunjin's will was made of sterner stuff. She refused to yield, pushing herself further, taking in more and more until she felt the cock hit the back of her throat. The sensation was overwhelming, but she welcomed it, pausing only to adjust before resuming her rhythmic motion. Her head bobbed back and forth, the cock sliding in and out of her mouth with practiced ease, a dance of passion and perseverance.

The thrill of the challenge was intoxicating. Yunjin's pulse raced with excitement as she deepthroats the massive cock, each thrust a declaration of her own capabilities. She was acutely aware of the wet patch growing on her panties, a visible sign of her arousal, as she moaned softly, the sound muffled by the object of her conquest. She was lost in the moment, her world narrowed to the feeling of being completely filled, completely consumed by the task at hand.

Her determination was not in vain. The man's body tensed, his breaths became labored gasps, and Yunjin knew she had driven him to the brink. The moment of truth arrived as his dick twitched and pulsed in her mouth, releasing a torrent of cum. She swallowed quickly, striving to keep up with the force of his ejaculation, but the sheer volume was overwhelming. Cum splashed against the back of her throat, overflowed, and covered her chin, dripping down her chest in a testament to her efforts.

Yunjin, a woman of remarkable poise and sensuality, found herself in a scenario that would have left many reeling. She had just concluded an intense session with two well-endowed partners, each man bringing his own brand of fervor and demanding her full attention and physicality. The encounter had been a marathon of pleasure and exertion, pushing Yunjin to the brink of her sexual prowess. Yet, as the second man withdrew, spent and satisfied, Yunjin was faced with an unanticipated third act.

Through the other hole stood another man, his desire evident and his anticipation palpable. His penis, while not as imposing as the ones that had preceded it, still presented a challenge. Yunjin, ever the consummate lover, was not one to back down from a challenge. She understood that satisfaction comes in many sizes and that her journey was far from over.

With a deep breath to center herself, Yunjin leaned in, her eyes locked onto his member as she took the whole cock easily into her mouth. The warmth of his flesh against her lips was a familiar sensation, yet it brought with it a new set of expectations. She was determined to lavish upon this man the same meticulous attention that she had given to the others, to bring him to the heights of pleasure despite the lingering sensation of fullness that still resonated within her from her previous encounters.

As she worked her magic, the man's response was immediate and visceral. He quickly reached his climax, and Yunjin braced herself for what was to come. To her astonishment, his orgasm was voluminous, exceeding even the generous offerings of the two men before him, combined. The warm, thick salty liquid hit the back of her throat with a force that caused her gag reflex to activate, the excess spilling out of her mouth and trickling down her chin.

The sensation was overwhelming, and Yunjin made a swift decision. She couldn’t take any more inside of her; she had reached her limit. Instead, she guided the man to finish all over her face. With her eyes closed and her head tilted back, she surrendered to the sensory overload. The cum splattered in waves across her face, marking her porcelain skin and staining her crimson hair with ropes of his essence. It dripped down her neck, leaving trails that soaked into her LE SSERAFIM top, a badge of honor from her latest conquest..

The absurdity of the situation was not lost on Yunjin. Here she was, a woman who had always prided herself on her control and composure, covered in the evidence of her sexual escapades. Yet, far from feeling debased, she felt empowered. The sensation was strange, yet not unpleasant, and in the midst of the chaos, she found a moment of quiet appreciation for the extremes to which her body and mind could be pushed.

As the man caught his breath and pulled away, Yunjin opened her eyes. A smile played across her lips, a silent acknowledgment of the journey she had just completed. She had not only endured but had triumphed, satisfying yet another partner with grace and determination. The experience had been intense, physically challenging, and emotionally exhausting, but it had also been exhilarating.

Yunjin stood, her body glistening with the remnants of her encounters, and made her way to the mirror. She gazed at her reflection, at the cum-covered visage that stared back at her, and she felt a surge of pride. She had pushed herself beyond her limits, and had proven to herself that she was capable of anything. In that moment, Yunjin embraced her strength, her resilience, and the sheer power of her sexuality.

She took a moment to catch her breath. She felt a weight lifted off her shoulders, and a sense of calm washed over her. But she was not ready to stop just yet. Quickly using the provided wipes, she cleaned herself slightly before she gathered up her remaining energy and boldly decided to continue.

Yunjin's heart danced to the staccato rhythm of her racing pulse as she navigated the dimly lit corridors of the building, her every step echoing the potent cocktail of excitement and trepidation coursing through her veins. She arrived at her destination, a secluded alcove whispered about in the hushed tones of the initiated, where the boundaries of the self are willingly blurred.

With a deep breath to steady her nerves, Yunjin began the ritual of undressing, each piece of clothing falling away to reveal the canvas of her unadorned skin. The cool air of the room kissed her bare flesh, sending a shiver down her spine, a tangible reminder of her exposed state. It was in this moment of nakedness, both literal and metaphorical, that Yunjin felt truly alive, her senses heightened to the symphony of whispers, rustling fabric, and the faint scent of desire that permeated the air.

Carefully, she positioned herself, ensuring comfort and security, but also the deliberate display of her most intimate self. The hole before her served as a portal to a world of anonymous connections, her bare pussy an offering to the unknown. As she closed her eyes, Yunjin surrendered to the vulnerability of her situation, a willing participant in the dance of the flesh.

The sounds from the adjacent room grew in intensity, a cacophony of deep moans and heavy breathing that spoke of the primal acts unfolding mere inches away. It was not long before the first of her anonymous suitors approached, his fingers tracing the contours of her exposed lower body with a reverence that belied the raw encounter to come.

He wastes no time in claiming what he sought, gripping Yunjin's hips with an urgency that communicated his need. She felt the heat of his body, the insistent press of his cock against her, seeking entry into the slick warmth of her tight cunt. As he entered her, Yunjin braced herself against the intrusion, the sensation of being filled overwhelming her senses.

The man's thrusts were fast and deep, driven by the intoxicating tightness that enveloped him. Yunjin's moans melded with the symphony of sounds that filled the room, her body responding to the relentless rhythm. Having spent the earlier part of the night pleasuring a succession of faceless men, now it was her turn to bask in the waves of pleasure that threatened to engulf her.

Yunjin's body trembled uncontrollably as wave after wave of intense pleasure coursed through her veins. She could feel every inch of the man behind the wall. His thrusts were relentless, almost brutal in their intensity, but she couldn't deny the way her body responded to his touch.

She could hear the man's grunts and groans growing louder with each thrust, his hips slamming into her with a primal urgency that made her heart race. It was clear that he was chasing his own high, focused solely on the intense sensations coursing through his body.

Yunjin tried to match his rhythm, meeting each thrust with one of her own, but she was quickly overwhelmed by the intensity of the pleasure coursing through her. She could feel her orgasm building deep within her, the tension coiling in her belly as she gasped for breath.

Yunjin, in that moment, was just another warm, wet body used solely for pleasure. An extension of the overwhelming stimulation that threatened to swallow her whole. The scent of sex was thick in the air of the crowded room, mixing with the heady aroma of cologne and the musk of aroused bodies.

All around them, others writhed and cried out in ecstasy. Moans and screams filled the air, punctuated by the wet slap of flesh on flesh. It was a debauched scene straight out of Yunjin's wildest fantasies. And yet, even as her body climbed higher and higher towards the peak, her mind felt strangely detached. It was as if she was watching the whole thing unfold from outside herself.

The man's thrusts grew more erratic, his rhythm faltering as he neared his own end. Yunjin could feel the tension coiling tighter and tighter in her core, her nails digging into the supple leather beneath her as she teetered on the very edge of oblivion.

With a final, powerful thrust, Yunjin's body tensed as she felt her world shatter into a thousand pieces. Her orgasm ripped through her like a tidal wave, a rush of intense pleasure coursing through her veins and leaving her breathless. She threw her head back and cried out, the sound echoing through the room as she reveled in the indescribable sensation.

The man, still buried deep inside of her, let out a low groan as he felt her climax. He could feel her muscles contracting around him, pulling him deeper as she rode out the waves of pleasure. With a few more thrusts, he followed suit, his cock pulsing as he emptied himself into her. The warmth of his seed filled her to the brim, a delicious sensation that only served to prolong her own orgasm.

"Ohhh yes!" Yunjin cried out, her voice filled with pure ecstasy. The intensity of the moment was etched into her memory, a moment of pure bliss that she would never forget.

As the first man finished his climax, he pulled out, leaving Yunjin's hungry hole exposed and glistening with a mixture of sweat and the evidence of his pleasure. But there was no time for respite in this den of hedonism. No sooner had he withdrawn than another figure loomed, his member rigid and ready. Without hesitation, he plunged into her cum-slicked opening, claiming her for his own.

He started pumping with an urgency that matched the rhythm of her own racing heart. The wet sounds of their union resonated throughout the room, a testament to the slick, fervent fucking that was underway. Yunjin's body responded instinctively, her hips rocking back to meet his every thrust, her fingers clawing at the edges of the bench that supported her.

"Yes, yes, yes!" she panted, her voice a symphony of lust and longing. She was a vision of abandon, her body undulating with each powerful drive of his cock. Her eyes were closed, her head thrown back in ecstasy, as she rode the wave of another impending climax.

The man showed no signs of slowing down, his own desires stoking the fire within Yunjin's core. She could feel the essence of her previous partner being churned inside her, the concoction adding to the intensity of the experience. "Mmmm it's so messy!" Yunjin gasped, the sensation of fluids squelching with each thrust only heightening her arousal.

He used the slickness to his advantage, fucking her with wild abandon, his hips a blur as he hammered in and out of her willing body. The room was filled with the sounds of their coupling—the slap of skin, the wet suction of her sex, and the growing crescendo of Yunjin's moans.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, I'm gonna cum!" Yunjin wailed, her voice cracking with the intensity of her impending orgasm. Her pussy clenched around him, the sensitive walls of her sex gripping him tightly as she reached the precipice of pleasure. Her whole body shook, racked by the force of her climax, a climax that seemed to tear through her like a storm surge, leaving her spent and trembling in its wake.

As her orgasm subsided, the man continued to thrust, drawing out every last shiver of pleasure from Yunjin's satiated form. Finally, with a guttural growl, he too found his release, adding to the cum-slicked mess that Yunjin had become.

Exhausted but thoroughly sated, Yunjin collapsed onto the bench, her chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath. She was a writhing, moaning mess, her body marked by the intensity of her encounters. Yet, even as she lay there, the knowledge that this was but a moment in her endless pursuit of pleasure brought a knowing smile to her lips.

In the dimly lit confines of an intimate chamber, Yunjin found herself amidst a symphony of desire, a realm where pleasure was the only currency. After a series of passionate trysts, she braced herself for the final act of her evening, a performance that promised to be as memorable as it was intense.

As her body, still quivering from the reverberations of her last climax, began to settle, Yunjin sensed the approach of another. She was acutely aware that this would be her final partner for the night, and there was something decidedly different about him. The anticipation of his touch rekindled the warmth and pulsating sensitivity of her pussy, remnants of her recent orgasmic journey.

The man's presence was commanding yet tender as he teased her entrance, his warmth radiating against her sensitive flesh. She recognized him by his formidable size—the same man she had pleasured orally earlier. His endowment, both exciting and intimidating, had left a lasting impression, and the recognition only stoked the fires of her arousal.

As he began to enter her, Yunjin braced herself for the sensation of being filled beyond what she had ever known. His size was not just impressive; it bordered on the edge of her comfort zone, yet she found herself craving more. With each deliberate inch that slid inside, her body stretched to accommodate his girth, yielding to his impressive member with a mix of trepidation and eagerness.

The intensity of fullness was almost too much to bear, but it was swiftly replaced by waves of pleasure that accompanied each of his thrusts. Her body was being pushed to its limits, but in the most exhilarating way imaginable. She could feel every ridge, every vein of his shaft, creating a friction that sent shivers of delight coursing through her.

Instinct took over, and Yunjin began to match his rhythm, eager to feel him reach the deepest parts of her. The man responded in kind, increasing the force of his thrusts, making her gasp with each powerful drive. The room echoed with the raw, primal sound of their bodies uniting, a testament to the pleasure they were creating together.

Yunjin's heart raced, each beat a drumbeat echoing in her ears as she scaled the heights of her pleasure. Her legs trembled with the exertion, her muscles coiling tighter with each passing second. The air around them seemed to crackle with electricity, a palpable tension that begged for release.

"I'm so close," she gasped, her voice barely more than a whisper, laced with the raw edge of desperation.

He responded with a powerful surge, his body moving with an intensity that matched her own fervor. Their rhythm was frenzied, a dance of two souls seeking unity in the most primal way.

"Please," she begged, her pride forgotten in the face of the overwhelming need that consumed her.

His answer was a focused, deliberate motion, a targeted strike against her inner walls that made stars explode behind her closed eyelids. Yunjin's world shattered as she reached the pinnacle of her climax. Her voice broke the stillness, a cry of pure, unadulterated bliss that filled the room.

"FUCK… you’re so big!" she exclaimed, her body arching into his, every nerve ending alight with pleasure.

Her inner muscles pulsed around him, a rhythmic clenching that milked his own release. He threw his head back, a look of pure ecstasy on his face as he let out a deep, resonant groan. Yunjin felt the heat of his climax as he spilled into her, the sensation drawing out her own pleasure until she was utterly spent.

For a moment, they existed in a perfect state of satiation, their bodies still intimately connected. Yunjin's breaths slowly evened out, her heartbeat gradually returning to normal. She lay there, boneless and content, a soft smile playing on her lips as the aftershocks of their union rippled through her.

As the intensity of the moment subsided, Yunjin savored the feeling of completeness. The warmth of his release spread through her, a sensation that was both comforting and deeply satisfying. Her body, now spent and limp, was a testament to the pleasure he had wrought.

In the afterglow of their erotic encounter, she lay back on the leather that clung to her skin, her body a canvas of pleasure and fatigue. Her breaths came in slow, deep waves, each one a testament to the intensity of the experience they had just shared. She was in a state of blissful exhaustion, every muscle in her body seemingly liquefied in the wake of her climax.

The mystery stud, still poised behind the wall, looked at her quivering folds, his gaze held a mixture of pride and satisfaction. Then, with a mischievous glint in his eye he leaned in for one final, electrifying farewell.

His hand came down on her sex with a sure, resounding slap that echoed through the room, its sharpness jolting her senses. The stinging sensation arched her back, drawing a surprised moan from her lips as the sound lingered—a provocative reminder of their raw, unrestrained passion.

Before she could fully process the shock, his mouth descended with a searing kiss to her throbbing clit, warm and intent. The heat enveloped her, sending a fresh wave of pleasure rippling through her. His tongue moved deftly, coaxing her sensitive flesh to life with skilled flicks and gentle pulls, each movement reigniting her body’s desire.

A gasp escaped her as she shivered, goosebumps rising over her skin. Still sensitive from her previous release, she felt her body surge with renewed intensity. Her every nerve responded to him, the initial sting of his touch melting into the tender warmth of his kiss, the sensations mingling in a dizzying contrast that left her breathless. She was caught in the duality of it—the lingering sting meeting the sweetness of his lips—a perfect balance between the need to retreat from the intensity and the desire to lose herself in it entirely.

With a final, lingering kiss, he pulled back, leaving her body trembling and her chest rising with deep, satiated breaths. Covered in a light sheen of sweat, she had long since lost count of her climaxes, each one more powerful than the last. As she lay there, immersed in the warmth of their connection, she knew that this night would remain etched in her memory—a moment where passion, intensity, and an unspoken bond came together in something that transcended the physical.

She rose slowly from the plush cushions her legs trembling slightly from the exertions of the evening. Standing in the dimly lit room that had been her sanctuary, she caught her reflection in the nearby mirror. Her gaze drifted over her own form—a canvas marked by the unmistakable signs of release. Her skin was damp, glistening with the mingled residue of sweat and pleasure, each trace a testament to the intensity of the night.

She felt wonderfully full, her body carrying the subtle reminders of her encounters, tokens of the night that would stay with her as she stepped back into the world.

Yunjin moved to the bathroom, her steps careful, almost reverent. Warm water streamed over her, washing away the physical remnants of her indulgence, swirling down the drain in a quiet cleanse. Yet even as the evidence vanished, she knew that the essence of the night would remain—a secret, a sense of renewal that she would carry back into her public persona.

Dressed once again in her street clothes—a chic outfit that belied the wildness of her evening—Yunjin gathered her belongings: a sleek purse, comfy sneakers, and a renewed sense of self. She paused at the mirror, captivated by her own reflection. The woman staring back was radiant, her eyes alight with a new fire, a private victory that fame alone could never quite evoke. It was a glow that belonged to her alone.

At the front desk, Yunjin was met with the same quiet discretion as when she’d first arrived. The hostess, ever the silent guardian of this hidden world, handed her a sleek business card—a subtle invitation to return. Yunjin responded with a slight smile, a silent promise to herself that she would indeed revisit this sanctuary of indulgence.

Just as she turned to leave, a familiar voice rang out behind her.

“Hi, Ms. Jeon. Welcome back!”

Yunjin froze, her heart skipping as she spun around to see none other than her friend, Jeon Somi, standing just a few feet away. Somi’s eyes sparkled with curiosity, and she cocked her head, taking in Yunjin’s slightly disheveled appearance. Blood rushed to Yunjin’s cheeks, embarrassment rising fast—of all people, she hadn’t expected to see Somi here.

“S-Somi?” she stammered, caught off guard. “What… what are you doing here?”

Somi chuckled, enjoying Yunjin’s flustered reaction. She took a step closer, her gaze warm but curious. “I didn’t know you knew about this place.”

Yunjin shifted uncomfortably, glancing away. “Yeah, well…” She trailed off, unable to find the words, but Somi simply grinned and leaned in slightly, her expression softening.

Without a word, Somi’s eyes glinted with mischief as she inhaled, catching the faint scent lingering on Yunjin’s clothes—a subtle hint of musk and release. She pulled back, a knowing smile playing on her lips.

“I’m here for the same reason as you, I presume?” Somi teased, raising an eyebrow.

Yunjin’s face grew hotter, mortified that Somi could sense exactly what she’d been up to. She bit her lip, laughing nervously. “I… guess so,” she mumbled, managing a sheepish grin. “Didn’t think I’d… run into anyone I know here.”

Somi chuckled warmly, patting Yunjin’s shoulder with a playful smile. “Hey, we all need a place like this sometimes, right? No judgment.” She glanced back toward the hallways, her voice softening. “Anyway, I had a long day. I’ll see you around.”

Before Yunjin could respond, Somi turned and headed toward the dimly lit corridors, her footsteps fading into the quiet shadows of the hidden world they both shared. Yunjin watched her friend disappear, feeling a strange mix of relief, embarrassment, and an unexpected sense of camaraderie.

Left standing by the entrance, Yunjin took a steadying breath, her heartbeat gradually slowing. Tomorrow, she would return to her carefully crafted public life. But tonight, she carried the thrill of her private indulgence—and the quiet comfort of knowing she wasn’t alone in seeking a place to shed her public self, if only for a moment.

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authorhjk1 · 10 months ago

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The curves on this girl. Dress so tight just like her body.

Peach

(Huh Yunjin X Male Reader)

"B-Break."

Yunjin groans, her breaths heavy.

"P-Please. Need a..."

Her sentence is left unfinished. A loud sigh of ecstasy leaves her lips.

You only dig deeper at her words. Your tongue roaming her delicious pink pussy. Her legs are being forced apart by your hands, which are groping her thick, juicy thighs.

"Give me a-Ahhhh!"

Huh Yunjin orgasms. Her squirt leaves her pussy and ends up in your mouth. There is no way you can take all of it. You duck to the side as Yunjin mewls and moans. Her juices stain the already wet sheets of her bed.

How many times have you made her cum already? You can't tell. Too many to count.

Lost in your thoughts, trying to count, you don't notice how Yunjin is trying to crawl away. Her peach coloured dress is still clinging to her body. Partially because it's just so tight, but also because she keeps dragging herself through her own squirt.

You let her keep it on, just so she can completely ruin it. There is no way in hell the smell of her juices will ever leave the dress now.

Her whimper, which is forced out of her by her pussy rubbing over the sheets as she drags herself forward, makes you look at her.

"Yunjin.... Yunjin.... Yunjin."

Your sing sang tone makes a shiver run down her spine. She already lost count after three. And she doesn't know how much more she has in her.

"Where are you sneaking off to, beautiful?"

You get a hold of her ankle. Your thumb grazes the small band of her golden high heels.

"One second. Only one second."

She whines, begging you for mercy.

You love how she is a confident, driven, funny, beautiful idol. But you love her the most, when she submits to the pleasure. Submits to you, begging for your touch. Or in this case, the lack thereof.

"One more. I'm sure you can manage one more?"

You can see the back of her head shake in despair. Slowly, you pull at her ankle. Yunjin has been pushed far enough. There is just no energy left inside her. No energy to fight. No energy to resist. Barely enough to properly talk.

It must have been hours already.... Or maybe only 30 minutes? Her feeling for time has completely vanished.

"Please...."

She mumbles into the wet sheets underneath her, her face buried in them, as you drag her towards you.

"Be a good girl, Yunjin."

Once she is close enough, you place one hand on her thigh again. A moan already leaves her mouth, her body knows what comes next.

But instead of feeling your tongue on her clit once more, Yunjin hears your belt and then your pants drop to the floor.

"No, please. Just a second. Do you know-"

The second hand on her other thigh forces another moan out of her.

"D-Do you know how tight I am now? I-I need time t-to be able to take it."

"Just remember to breathe."

Your cheeky reply makes Yunjin groan in lust and fear. Her thighs rest on the edge of the bed, right where you put them. Peeling the tight dress off her ass, you marvel at how nice her ass looks. Two full cheeks, ready to be slapped.

But you do feel something similar to sympathy. Yunjin has already been through enough. You will have your way with her ass next time.

"Ngh!"

Yunjin bites into the sheets as you push inside. Her pussy is dripping wet, her glistening lips wrapping tight around your length. She is right. Yunjin is tighter than usual. Exactly what you were aiming for. She already has the tightest pussy you've ever been in. But after making her cum so many times, it's almost dangerous.

You know you won't be lasting long. Which is fine since Yunjin has had more than enough pleasure for today. Or this week for that matter.

Moments later, you harshly pound Yunjin's tight cunt, sending her mewling and moaning. Her body rocks back and forth on the mattress, her pussy rubbing against the wet fabric.

"Mmmh! Mmmmh! Mmmmh!"

Every thrust earns you a loud moan, which is barely muffled by the sheets between her teeth. Her arms are spread out, her hands limp. You've drained her tight body of her all her juices. In more ways than one.

"Oh shit, Yunjin!"

You groan loudly, your cock almost getting strangled by her walls. You rub along them with every thrust, molding her insides to the shape of your cock.

"I'm gonna cum on you, Yunjin."

You sigh, knowing you don't have much time left.

Yunjin's head sinks into the sheets again. Her moans all quiet.

Your hands on her ass squeeze her cheeks. You enjoy playing with them as you deliver your final thrusts. A teaser to what's to come next time.

"Yunjin."

You groan her name, your fingers digging into her flesh, before you pull out. You aim at her body. Ropes of cum shoot along its length. You cover her dress, her hair, some of her ass. Your white cum finally ruins her dress completely.

To your surprise, you don't hear the usual moans from her. You walk to her side and roll her over.

Yunjin's mouth hangs open, her lips smeared with spit. Her eyes shut, makeup ruined by her own squirt. Her hair is not better off. You wonder how many times she has to wash it until the she gets rid of the smell.

Yunjin is completely knocked out.

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lascvitae · 20 days ago

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❀ ༉ ‧ ₊ ˚ THIS ONE’S FOR YOU, BABY

୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ alt. NO I AM NOT IN LOVE .ᐟ

ᝰ.ᐟ you swear you’re not in love with huh yunjin. but she’s always in your bed, in your clothes, and under your skin. and you’re one game away from admitting everything you’ve been pretending not to feel.

ᝰ.ᐟ pairing. basketball player!yunjin x fem!reader ᝰ.ᐟ genre. fwb to lovers, fluff, crack, tiny sprinkle of angst ᝰ.ᐟ warning(s). cursing, there’s one argument, yunjin is mentioned to be a stoner & player

ᝰ.ᐟ word count: 3k

── ⟢ ・⸝⸝ katty ᥫ᭡: had a crazy day i almost gatekeeped this fic

masterlist.

there’s a knock at the door. three quick taps, then one hard one.

you already know it’s her.

you make her wait a beat before opening it. just out of spite. or nerves. probably both.

yunjin’s standing there. except she looks a little too tired to fully commit to it. her ginger hair’s still damp and messy, curling slightly at the ends from a rushed shower.

her tank top has come up and her sweatpants are slightly wrinkled. ahe smells faintly like your shampoo. her eyes skim over you once, quick but not careless.

“hey. i left my shoes.” she says breathlessly, like she ran up the stairs.

you lean on the doorframe and raise an eyebrow. “you have, like, five pairs of shoes here.”

“coincidentally my lucky ones.”

“oh. of course. can’t have a good practice without the power of your purple jordans.” you step aside, trying not to smile.

she walks past you like she owns the place, dropping her bag on your floor without asking. “you joke, but i dropped twenty three the last time i wore ‘em. that’s math.”

“no, that’s delusion.”

yunjin flashes a grin over her shoulder. “they’re your favorite color too.”

you roll your eyes and sit back on the edge of your bed, pretending not to notice how she takes her time crouching near the closet. she pushes aside a hoodie that’s definitely hers, then another, then one that used to be yours until she stole it.

“damn. you hoard everything, huh?” she says, standing back up with her sneakers in hand.

“me? you literally colonized my closet.”

“that’s crazy. you sound mad i’m comfortable.”

“i’m mad you don’t fold.”

she laughs at that and tosses the shoes onto the ground beside you before flopping down next to you. “you fold enough for both of us. it’s kinda hot.”

you shoot her a look. “don’t flirt with me just ‘cause your jump shot’s been off.”

“that’s not why.” she says it too quickly. then she shrugs like it was nothing.

the air shifts. she leans back on her hands, legs stretched out, her knee lightly brushing yours. her head tilts toward you.

“you coming tomorrow? it’s a big game.”

you hesitate. “i dunno.”

yunjin chews the inside of her cheek and looks away. “right. that’s cool.”

you don’t say anything. neither does she.

then she sighs and pushes up to her feet like she suddenly just remembered she’s supposed to leave. “alright . i’ll, uh— see you.”

she grabs her bag, slinging it over her shoulder again. but her fingers linger on the doorknob a little longer than they need to.

“good luck kiss?” she adds while holding up her shoes, cocky again, like that’ll cover the part of her that didn’t want to go.

“um. the shoes?”

“you. but i’ll take it.” she shrugs.

you don’t answer until the door’s already halfway closed. “don’t trip over your ego on the way out.”

“i’ll text you!” she calls before the door closes with a thud.

you’re pretty sure she’s still smiling when it clicks shut.

then hours later, your phone lights up for the fifth time in the last ten minutes.

chaewon doesn’t even glance up from her seat at the edge of your bed. “is that her again?”

you don’t answer. you’re too busy pretending to scroll through something else. something that’s definitely not the text from yunjin asking “you home?” like she hasn’t been here three nights this week already.

chaewon throws a gummy worm at you. “don’t play with me. you’re not slick.”

you furrow your eyebrows, throwing it back. “i’m literally just on tiktok.”

she scoffs. “cap. you’re fake scrolling. nobody blinks that much when they’re on tiktok.”

you toss your phone. “okay fine. it’s her.”

“and you’re ignoring her because?” she says with a gummy bear in her mouth.

“she’s annoying.”

“wow. how ever did you fall in love with her.”

you sit up with a groan. “i’m not in love with her.”

“she smokes in your car, you wear eachother’s clothes, and she calls you baby when she wants something. you let her. that’s literally just marriage.”

“bruh. she’s just loud.”

“and so are you.”

“she’s always flirting with other girls.”

“so do you.”

“she’s a player.”

“you’re a dumbass.”

you open up your mouth to argue. then you shut it.

because what are you even gonna say? that yunjin makes you nervous when she touches your knee under the table? that she always lights her blunt, takes a hit, and then passes it to you with that lazy smile like she knows you’ll give in? that she makes you crazy but you like it?

“look. you like her. she clearly likes you. so either go to her stupid ass game and cheer her on like a good fake girlfriend or keep acting like a dumbass until she stops waiting for you to catch up.”

“i’m not her fake girlfriend.” you protest, crossing your arms.

“you should tell her that.” her words make you roll your eyes.

“she already asked if i was coming.” you say.

“and you said?”

“i’m ignoring her! so i said i wasn’t sure.”

chaewon groans. “you’re the worst. no wonder she’s obsessed with you.”

“she’s not—”

“she is. and if you don’t show up to the game then i’ll go in your place. i’ll even make a sign.” she says, cutting you off.

“ew! you won’t.”

chaewon takes it as a challenge. “bet. i will. ima paint a giant heart around her number and scream ‘THAT’S MY WIFE’ every time she has the ball.”

“you’re insane.” you raise your top lip in mock disgust.

“i’m supportive. unlike someone i know who ghosts her situationship the night before a rival game.” she says.

“she’s not my situationship.” you mumble.

“oh? what is she then?”

you open your mouth. and shut it again.

exactly.

chaewon throws another gummy at you.

“yeah. that’s what i thought.”

you both sit there for a moment, her legs swinging off your bed while you stare at your phone like it might text her for you. like it would make this any easier.

it doesn’t.

“she looked really tired at practice yesterday.” chaewon says casually.

“you were watching her?”

“duh. everyone was. she’s yunjin.”

that’s the problem, isn’t it?

she’s yunjin. loud, flashy, and impossible to ignore. the girl who plays like she’s untouchable but always shows up to your place like she isn’t.

“ugh. fine. i’ll go.” you mutter while standing up.

“i knew you would!”

“not ‘cause i like her.”

“riiiight.”

“i just don’t want you embarrassing me.”

“too late. i’m making the sign anyway.” she says already in her notes app.

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she shows up again later that night. you don’t even get a knock.

she just opens the door and walks inside like she lives her. because, well, lately… she kind of does.

“you ignored me.” yunjin says from the doorway, her voice already that kind of lazy but annoyed. like she expected it but it still pisses her off.

you glance up from your bed, pretending not to care. “you didn’t say you were coming over.”

“yeah. because you didn’t answer any of my texts.”

you shrug, scrolling through your phone. “busy.”

yunjin scoffs, stepping into your room like she owns it. “right. too busy to say two words, but not too busy to repost shit on tiktok.”

you finally look up at her. “what is your problem?”

“my problem is you acting like we’re strangers after i spend three nights here.”

“i didn’t ask you to stay.”

yunjin scoffs before she crosses her arms, leaning against your doorframe with that typical smirk. the one she uses to piss people off. “huh. didn’t know we were being petty now.”

you set your phone down with your jaw clenched. “you’re not my girlfriend, yunjin. i don’t owe you anything.”

“no. but you could at least pretend like you give a fuck.”

you scoff. “says the one who flirts with every girl who breathes?”

she lets out a humorless laugh. “ohh. is that what this is?”

“it’s not anything. we’re not anything. you made that clear a long time ago.” you snap.

yunjin goes still. the kind of still that makes your throat feel like it’s closing.

then she speaks again.

“so why do you care if i flirt with someone else?”

you hate her.

you hate the way she asks like she doesn’t already know.

hate the way her voice drops, just a little, when she gets serious. hate the fact that she’s standing in your doorway like a bad habit you can’t quit.

you stand up. “you know what? don’t come over if you’re just gonna pick fights.”

she laughs in disbelief. “you think i’m picking the fight?”

“you showed up! uninvited! again!”

“because i wanted to see you.”

you stare.

“i just wanted to see you. but you don’t feel the same. i got it.” she shakes her head, running a hand through her hair like she’s trying not to explode.

“i’m not—” you pause, then you laugh bitterly. “you can’t say that like you’re innocent. you flirt with me when you’re bored, leave your shit here like we live together, smoke in my car, then act surprised when i don’t know what the hell we are.”

“i mean, we could be something,” she says suddenly and it’s so honest that it shuts you up.

your breath catches.

and for a second, you don’t know what to say.

then you scoff. “you only say that when i threaten to walk away.”

“maybe ‘cause that’s the only time you actually listen.”

you stare at each other.

“i don’t listen now?”

“see? wow.” yunjin laughed.

“see if i’m at the game tomorrow then.”

and for the first time all night, yunjin looks hurt.

just for a second. like it slips out before she can stop it.

“fine. do whatever you want.” she says, and her voice is a little colder this time.

she turns to leave.

and for some reason, it makes your chest ache.

like maybe this time she really will stop waiting.

the door clicks shut behind her. and for the first time all day, your room feels cold.

quiet, too. like her leaving sucked the air out of it. like you’re still waiting for her to call you on your lie.

but she doesn’t.

you stare at the spot she was just standing. then at your phone. then at the hoodie she left on the back of your chair last week. the one you swore you weren’t gonna wear again.

the silence is loud.

you sit back down but suddenly everything feels wrong. your bed’s too big. your room’s too empty. your heartbeat’s too loud.

god.

you miss her.

and not in the she’s kinda hot and fun to smoke with kinda way. you miss her in the stupid, real way.

you bury your face in your hands. “fuck.”

you grab your phone, scroll past her name three times before you finally text someone else.

you chaewon. emergency. are u awake

chaewon it’s 11:43 why

you i think i like her

chaewon no fucking shit

you sybau this is serious

chaewon ofc it took a near-breakup to realize

you IT WASN’T A BREAKUP THO WE WEREN’T EVEN TOGETHER

chaewon girl she’s been your girlfriend you just dumb

you she said we could be something

chaewon AND???

you i said she only says that when i walk away

chaewon toxic af

crazy

then what

you idk i think she meant it this time

chaewon bruh she always means it

you

i think i fucked up

chaewon you usually do but this one is like

salvageable

you she looked so hurt when i said i wasn’t coming tomorrow

chaewon bc she’s in love with you dumbass

you don’t say that

chaewon scared it’s true?

you don’t answer.

because yeah. maybe you are.

chaewon

she could have anyone

ANYONE

but she keeps showing up at your door

bringing you food n shit

smoking you out

leaving her clothes on the floor like it’s her room too

wake tf up

you i hate you

chaewon no you don’t

you hate that i’m right

you throw your phone onto the bed face down. like that’ll make her words stop echoing in your head.

but she’s right. of course she’s right. you close your eyes and let yourself picture it.

yunjin’s always looking for you in the crowd like. pointing it’s like you're the whole reason she plays the way she does.

your phone buzzes again.

chaewon if you don’t go to that game tomorrow i swear on my soul ima wear a shirt that says “i heart huh yunjin”

you STOP i’m literally going i’m already planning what to wear

chaewon i knew it

simp 🫵

you i’m not a simp

you ok maybe i’m a little cooked

chaewon girl you deep fried

extra crispy

marinated in delusion

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the bleachers are packed. people are yelling, the gym smells like sweat and popcorn, and your leg won’t stop bouncing.

you’re early. like, annoyingly early. chaewon insisted on it. said if you showed up late it would give "i don’t care that much" energy.

 and apparently, that’s illegal now.

you’re wearing her hoodie. the same one you almost cried over last night. the one that still smells like her.

chaewon saw it the second you walked out of your room, but she didn’t make you change. just dragged you to the front row with a comically large amount of popcorn.

and that fuckass sign that says ‘that’s y/n’s girlfriend’ with hearts surrounding it.

so now here you are.

heart in your throat. eyes on the court. pretending not to care.

until you see her.

yunjin steps out of the locker room, jersey tucked in, wrist already taped.

 she looks good. obviously. annoyingly good.

 her hair is pushed back, jaw clenched, scanning the crowd like she usually does.

and then she sees you.

and everything slows down.

her eyes lock onto yours.

 for a second, she looks stunned. like she didn’t believe you would actually come.

 then her whole face changes.

she smiles.

it’s small and stupid. but mostly just soft.

you freeze.

chaewon elbows you hard. “girl.”

you don’t answer.

 yunjin’s walking toward the bench, still looking at you. like she’s playing this game for you.

and maybe she is.

you watch her laugh with a teammate. stretch, adjust her shorts, and then sip from her water bottle.

“can you two just date already. i’m so tired.”

you don’t respond because you’re still too busy staring.

 and somewhere in the back of your mind, you’re already thinking about what you’re gonna say when the game’s over. if you’ll say anything at all.

 or if you’ll just wait by the locker room door until she finds you first. because she will.

 she always does.

the game’s close.

like, too close. the crowd’s on their feet, coaches are screaming, everyone is basically foaming at the mouth. and you're there in the middle of it. pretending your stomach isn’t in knots, like you haven’t been tracking yunjin’s every move since she stepped onto the court.

she’s killing it. obviously.

she’s fast, locked in, dropping threes like she does it in her sleep.

 and every time she scores, her eyes flick toward the stands.

 toward you.

“she’s totally doing this for you.” chaewon says.

you scoff. “please. she’s doing this ‘cause she’s in love with basketballs.”

but you can’t breathe.

and then it happens. last thirty seconds, tied score, ball in her hands.

 the crowd’s losing it, her teammates are yelling, but yunjin just dribbles steadily.

and then yunjin looks up. dead at you.

like a movie scene. like she rehearsed it.

and then— oh god.

she points at you.

literally points.

and mouths. “this one’s for you, baby.”

you recoil so hard you nearly fall off the bleacher. “what the fuck—”

“OH MY GOD.” chaewon screams, grabbing your arm. you bury your face in your hands.

“i’m not going out with her. i’m blocking her number. i’m moving states.”

and then, just to make it worse, she hits the shot.

a clean, obnoxious, buzzer beating three.

the crowd goes feral. the team tackles her. everyone’s shouting like someone just won the olympics. and yunjin?

yunjin’s just jogging down the court.

pointing at you again.

blowing a kiss.

chaewon is sobbing with laughter beside you. you glare at her.

“this is your fault.”

“what did i do?”

“you encouraged her.”

“nuh uh! you’re the one wearing her hoodie.” she laughs before raising the sign.

“that’s y/n’s girlfriend!”

“please shut up.”

yunjin makes it halfway to the stands before she’s pulled into a pile of screaming teammates, and you just sit there with your arms crossed and your cheeks burning.

you hate her.

god, you’re gonna marry her.

you’re pacing next to your car like a divorced dad when the game is over.

the gym is still loud behind you, packed with students and fans and probably three girls who are trying to get yunjin’s number.

you wouldn’t blame them.

she did hit a buzzer-beater.

and she did point at you.

and she did call you baby.

in front of witnesses.

you cover your face with both hands. “i’m gonna puke.”

“you better not. this is my favorite hoodie.” a voice says suddenly.

you flinch then spin around. and there she is.

she’s sweaty, grinning, and still in uniform. walking toward you like she doesn’t even feel her legs. like she’d beeline to you even if the building was on fire.

“did you sprint out of the locker room?”

“duh. what if you left? what if someone else tried to flirt with you before i got here? i had to secure the perimeter.” she says like it’s obvious.

you stare at her. “you’re literally insane.”

“insanely in love with you, maybe.”

you groan so loud it echoes in the parking lot. “you pointed at me, yunjin.”

“and dedicated the game winner to you. i should get a kiss at the minumum. that’s like, the rule.” she says proudly.

“there is no rule.”

“uhhh. i think the crowd would disagree.” she says, stepping closer.

you narrow your eyes. “you mean the crowd that tackled you?”

she shrugs. “they’ll get over it.”

“you’re unbearable. your form was ass, by the way.”

she gasps. “oh my god. you’re a hater.”

“i’m literally your biggest fan. i just think you’re annoying.”

“well. good thing i’m obsessed with you anyway.” she says, stepping closer.

you feel your breath hitch. she’s still cocky. still sweaty. still so irritating.

but her eyes are all soft now. like all the yelling, all the dumb flirting, all the chaos was for this.

for you.

you swallow. “you smell like a gym.”

“you like it.”

“i don’t.”

“you’re literally wearing my name on your back right now.”

you freeze and glance down.

oh, god.

you are.

she must’ve left this hoodie at your place after that night you both passed out on the couch, halfway through a movie you weren’t watching. her name’s printed big and bold across the back in that annoying varsity font.

“coincidence.” you mutter.

she hums. “sure.”

you look up at her again, and she’s still smiling. not the shit eating post win grin she had earlier. this one’s quieter. softer.

like she doesn’t care about the game anymore.

like you’re the only thing she came here to win.

you roll your eyes and push at her chest lightly. “you’re lucky i like you.”

“yeah?” she leans in, tilting her head. “how much?”

you glance away.

“enough to wear your stupid jersey.”

“hm. what else?”

you sigh dramatically. “enough to not block your number.”

she grins. “and?”

“enough to kiss you, i guess.” you mutter.

“you guess?”

you grab the collar of her jersey, yank her down, and kiss her right there in the parking lot. under the buzz of an almost broken gym light and the sound of half the campus still celebrating her shot.

and she melts.

completely.

when you finally pull back, her eyes are wide. dazed.

“shit. that felt like a girlfriend kiss.” she breathes.

you groan, shoving her toward the passenger door. “get in the car, jennifer.”

“yes ma’am.”

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sserasin · 1 year ago

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bring it on

cw nsfw under cut, g!p yunjin, wnba!yunjin, female reader, cheerleader!reader, size kink, tummy bulging, degrading, use of pet names (bunny), use of degrading name (slut), unprotected sex (but she pulls out!), biting like once, locker room sex, kinda dumbification, reader kinda passes out for a sec

“y-you— did— so— well,” you gasp in between kisses, gripping her ginger hair at the base of her neck. you pull back, a string of saliva connecting your lips and your eyes flicker down to her smirking lips as she wipes the saliva away.

yunjin’s thumb pulls your bottom lip down, watching it bounce back into place, “i had a great cheerleader.”

you smile involuntarily, “i cheer for the entire team, not just you, y’know?”

“on paper,” yunjin sighs, hand trailing down to your clothed pussy. you were still wearing your cheer uniform— the basic short skirt and crop top. “but we both know the truth.”

you don’t have a comeback, merely grinning at her before tugging at her jersey, “are you gonna take this off or what?”

“oh, right here?” she chuckles, littering kisses all over your neck and sucking lightly.

“no one’s gonna come in,” you whine lightly, frowning at her with your sentence ending in a drawn out moan. you arch your back, pressing your tits against hers. your nipples perk up at the feeling of the jersey’s material and your uniform together.

“baby, with how loud you are, people will notice,” yunjin grins, but dutifully listens, anyway. she tugs your safety shorts to the side, your panties having a wet spot in the middle. when she runs her fingers through your folds, your panties stick to your pussy from how soiled they are. “i’ll slide right— in—” she plants a kiss down your chest with each word, bringing your top up to reveal your naked chest. she looks up, momentarily irritated, “you weren’t wearing a bra?”

“feels good,” you whine, throwing your head back. “jen, i can keep quiet, please.”

“we literally get noise complaints all the time,” yunjin smirks, hands gripping your thighs and hoisting you up to wrap your legs around her. you gasp in shock, eyes widening at the display of strength. it all just reminds you of how much taller yunjin was than you and how often she had to get things from the highest shelf for you, how she’d also often hold things out of your reach to be annoying, how she’d have to bend down to give you a kiss.

your eyes narrow at her, “because of you!”

yunjin presses her body against yours, rough jersey material rubbing against your pert nipples. you sharply inhale at the feeling, arching your back that’s against the wall. you can feel everything of yunjin. her chest pressed against yours, her hardening cock in her pants. “wanna bet?” she murmurs.

you scoff, pretending as if you weren’t highly turned on right now and practically soaking your panties and on her crotch area. “bring it on.”

yunjin’s eyes gleam, not saying another word as she presses her lips against yours. her hand cups your mound, teasingly sliding a finger up your slit before slipping in without any warning. your warm, tight walls welcome her and she almost moans against your lips, slipping her tongue in your mouth.

your hips buck, walls eagerly swallowing her fingers as she pumps them in and out. she curls them to easily reach your g-spot, your hand clenching against the back of her neck to ground yourself from moaning outloud. your breath is heavy as her pace picks up, the palm of her hand slamming against your clit and stimulating it.

your back arches against her, hand cupped over your mouth to prevent from making any noise. it was futile, though, as you were breathing too heavily and you could literally hear your slick squelching.

“look at you,” yunjin coos, free hand coming to grip your jaw as she held you up with her legs. you briefly think about riding her thigh, but decide you don’t want to wait any longer than you have to. “you feel good, bunny?” you nod with a mumble of her name, warmth spreading across your chest at the pet name. you grind against her fingers as you feel a knot forming in your stomach. she grins, feeling your legs shaking, “then why don’t you show everyone?”

it’s like her words gave you permission to come, your muffled moans and whimpers filling her ears like a sweet melody. she gently pulls her fingers out of you, making you wince before she kisses your cheek gently.

once you calm down, your eyes open and make contact with yunjin. you can still feel her cock against you, standing as proud as ever against your body. before she can even think of stopping, you grind your core against the roughness of her jeans. the stimulation hurts a bit, but you continue and eventually when you get the right angle, it turns into pleasure.

“oh,” yunjin breathes out, peering down between you two, “i haven’t even gotten an orgasm yet and you’re already wanting another one?” her smile is playful, but her eyes are dark, “you really are just a slut for dick, aren’t you?” you whine at the name, wrapping your arms around her neck in an attempt to pull her closer. “you’re so desperate you’d hop on anyone’s, bunny?” you shake your head frantically as her hands grip your waist firmly and pulls you off her.

“jen,” you drag out her name, “please,” your words are just below a whisper, a promise for just her, “i promise i’ll be good to you.”

“oh, i know you will,” she hums, her nose trailing up the side of your neck and making you shiver. your hole clenches around nothing, grinding down at air. “stop.” you listen, watching her as she lets go of you and still somehow manages to not drop you as she pulls her cock out of her pants.

yunjin presses her lips on yours as her cock slides through your puffy folds, slicking it up. like you said, you stay still despite wanting to move and sink down on her cock. the mushroomy head pushes past your folds, toes curling with each inch she slides in. she groans against your lips as you adjust to her size, feeling the tightness and warmth of your walls.

you roll your hips once you get too impatient when waiting for her to make the first move, “come on.”

“you always want me to do all the hard work,” she sighs, but listens. she raises you up before slamming you back down on her cock as she thrusts up, feeling the slight burn on your back from the wall. “which is so— fucking—” she groans, “—funny when you’re the one always begging for more. you’re such a desperate bunny

you gasp, clenching around her as the two of you set a consistence pace. you move when she thrusts, a mixture of your moans filling the warm air in the locker room. the fat head of her cock rubs against the spongy spot inside of your front walls with every thrust. whimpering against her shoulder, you swear you can literally feel her in your fucking womb. there’s an unfamiliar pressure on your lower abdomen, but you don’t really care enough to pay attention.

“oh, fuck,” yunjin groans, looking down between your bodies. a little out of it, you blink back a wave of overwhelmed tears and follow her gaze. the sight of it is enough to make you moan, rolling your hips forward weakly. a small bump was underneath the bottom of your stomach, your skin protruding slightly. her hand comes to rest lightly over the bump, “god, you’re so—“ tiny. compared to her, anyway.

“‘t’s too big,” you squeal, squirming away as she repeatedly hit your soft spot. you feel as if she was about to split you open on her cock. “you’re too big!”

“you can take it,” she grunts, biting down on your shoulder to conceal her noises as she ruts up into your faster. “you gonna give it to me, bunny?”

the only warning she has that you’re coming is you tightening around her, walls squeezing tightly around her cock as mindless babbles leave your mouth. she mosns as your cum creates a white ring around the base of her cock, slipping out of you and guiding your hand around her. her hand covers your entire hand as she jerks off hastily, doing most of the work but your hand felt too good around her, better than her own. her sharp gasp turns into a moan in your neck as thick ropes of cum paints your hands and stomach white.

you don’t know how long you’re out for, but you come to laying down on one of the benches as yunjin gently cleans you up. she pulls a pair of her spare shorts over you instead of your skirt, having been soiled from her cum. she smirks when your eyes meet, and you would’ve rolled your eyes if even that didn’t exhaust you. “welcome back.”

“shut up,” you try and say, but you’re sure it just comes out jumbled up as a mumble.

“don’t start battles you know you’ll lose, bun,” yunjin presses her lips to yours with a loud smacking noise, barely having to dodge your weak attempt to hit her. “‘cause i always win.”

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seullovesme · 12 days ago

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jealousy w/ huh yunjin

pairing ⥬ yunjin x reader

warnings ⥬ drabble, possessive yunjin,

jealousy series

yunjin is less on the actions and more vocal. she’s not afraid to voice her concerns and insecurities, but that doesn’t lessen it. she still gets jealous when a girl approaches and gives you the kind of compliments only she has the right to give. there are times where she doesn’t say it in front of them, but she has her moments.

she couldn’t stand the annoying voice of the chirpy girl who was so obviously trying to get you to invite her on a date. in her mind as she was listening to the conversation, she was wondering if she should tattoo her name on your forehead. maybe if she did, you could just point to it and get these girls to scram. she knew you wanted to be nice and not dismiss her so rudely, but she was already bothered. screw being a good person! tell her to go away! she so badly wanted to tell you that, but she waited patiently as you said you had to leave with your girlfriend. thank god… yunjin was almost convinced that you wanted this girl too. she felt so satisfied with the frown the girl gave her, but yunjin just took your hand and walked away. you endured her small scolding as she went off about you being too sweet to these vultures. she knew you’d never even consider going for anyone else, but that didn’t mean she could trust those sneaky foxes who were after what was hers. of course you smothered her in love and things were okay, but yunjin eyed the space above your eyebrows. ‘Y…U…N…J…I…N… yup, that’s the perfect amount of space needed.”

but some days, there is just a limit! yunjin was quick to step in when the flirting got physical. a touch to the arm? and you expect her to sit and watch? yeah right. “i think it's time that we go.” her stern voice cut through the tense air as she dragged you away without a care for whether you finished talking or not. she was pissed that she even allowed that to happen. yunjin kept walking as she thought to herself, cursing that girl's family name before realizing you both ended up in a totally random place. she let you go and looked dead into your eyes as she went off about how you should just tell them upfront that you are off limits in all ways. you nodded and reassured her that you didn't mean to cross any boundaries, but it was fun to watch her get so possessive every once in a while. it was a contrast to her puppy-like behavior where she only knows how to be cheesy and has trigger words like kisses or cuddles. who knows, maybe you could push her just enough to elicit another reaction.

#seullovesme » posted!#huh yunjin x reader #yunjin x reader #huh yunjin #le sserafim x reader #le sserafim #jennifer huh #kpop x reader #kpop writing #kpop imagines

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maphinz · 2 months ago

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purinkiss · 8 months ago

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kimchichaehi · 1 year ago

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G!p Huh Yunjin x reader

Summary -> your bestest friend in the whole wide world whom you’ve known since middle school is such a perv but you’re alright with that

Warnings -> sex, perv jen, cursing, slight somnophillia

Notes -> IDK I USED UP ALL OF MY THINKING JUICE ON THIS.

“Cmon baby….wake up” your best friend Huh Yunjin whined as she kissed and nipped at your neck

“Please baby, i need you..” Yunjin whined while one of her hands slipped under your white camisole and she softly rutted against your thigh

“so soft..” she mumbled while her hand pushed your shirt up “love that you don’t sleep with a bra on, gives me more access to you..” she smiled

Her hands groped at your tits “just touchin’ you gets me hard”

“Jennie..?”you mumbled sleepily “what are you doing..? You muttered, referring to her who was rutting against your thigh

“M’sorry baby i just really need you right now, you don’t mind if i fuck you, hm?”

You knew you shouldn’t have let your best-friend stay the night its like without fail every time she stays the night she always needs to fuck you in the morning

“Sh..Shit..! y’feel so fucking good” Yunjin whined, her pretty cock pounding into your cunt, her hands on your hips, holding you down

“Jen..!” You whined as she leaned down to kiss your neck, your arms instinctively wrapping around her neck

“So fuckin’ tight for me aren’t you?” She smiled into your neck “maybe ill put a baby in you, yeah?” Her grip on your hips tightened “probably like that, wouldn’t you? You’d just love for your best fucking friend to get you pregnant.”

She laughed softly due to you softly shaking your head “so cute, can’t even say anything.” Her hand trailed down to your puffy clit, she rubbed soft circles into it as she sped up

Your moans and whimpers echoed throughout her eardrums, as if they were the only thing her ears would pick up on, well that and the soft wet squelching sound coming from your pussy gettin pounded

“F..Fuck…” she whimpered

“m’gonna cum, y’dont mind if i cum inside you yeah? Of course you dont, you’re already fuckin’ braindead, s’fine thats how i like you.”

Abrupt ending bc i had a brain fart😒

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katnipp · 4 days ago

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wait for fluffy could i request chaewon being goofy and loser-ish trying to impress reader? :(

you make losing feel like winning— kim chaewon

genre: fluff

synopsis: chaewon joins running man to win games—but ends up falling for y/n instead. repeatedly. literally.

warnings: chaewon is a major LOSER

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opening scene – call time, 7:00 am

you arrive on set groggy and slightly regretting your life choices. it’s barely morning, but the running man crew is already hyped. ha ha’s shouting about breakfast, ji hyo has her sunglasses on, and seokjin’s loudly wondering why he agreed to this episode. you stretch, yawn, and glance around—

and that’s when she walks in.

chaewon. in a stupidly oversized hoodie, iced americano in one hand, sunglasses pushed halfway up her nose. she spots you immediately, trips over a cable, and almost spills her coffee.

you blink.

she straightens like nothing happened and waves way too enthusiastically. “hey! y/n! fancy seeing you here!”

“we were both invited, chaewon.”

“right, right,” she nods, sipping her drink. “but like… still. fate.”

you raise an eyebrow. “you okay?”

“me? totally. normal. calm.”

then she turns around and walks straight into the boom mic pole.

⸻

scene one – team introductions

PD: “today’s special guests are chaewon from le sserafim and rising actress y/n!”

you wave politely. chaewon does finger guns.

jae-suk squints at her. “what’s with you today?”

“nothing!” she says. “i’m just happy! and fine! and—hey, can i be on y/n’s team?”

the entire cast groans in unison.

“of course you want to be,” says ji hyo, deadpan.

“i just think we’d have good… strategy chemistry,” chaewon mumbles, avoiding your eyes.

“is strategy chemistry a thing?” you ask.

chaewon shrugs. “it is now.”

⸻

scene two – inflatable race from hell

you and chaewon are on the same team. unfortunately, that means you have to watch her flail in a giant red sumo suit as she attempts to run across a soap-covered track.

you do well—elegant, swift, flag in hand. the crew claps. jae-suk calls you “the gazelle of this generation.”

chaewon, watching you from the sidelines, whispers: “she’s an angel.”

seokjin side-eyes her. “you’re sweating.”

“i’m emotionally overwhelmed.”

when it’s her turn, she turns to you dramatically.

“this one’s for you, y/n. i won’t let you down.”

you smile, amused. “please don’t fall.”

“i never fall.”

she takes one confident step—

and immediately eats it.

her arms flail. she slides sideways like a bowling pin. the crew loses it. balloons fly, seokjin yells something incoherent, and the camera zooms in on her stunned face as she lies flat on the mat.

“cool,” you say, chuckling. “very cool.”

chaewon lifts a thumb. “nailed it.”

⸻

scene three – water balloon dodgeball

everyone’s wet, tired, and competitive. you’re across from chaewon now, both armed with water balloons.

“i don’t want to hurt you,” she calls out dramatically.

“it’s a water balloon, not a sniper rifle.”

“still! my love knows no violence!”

“you just hit ha ha in the face!”

“he was coming at me!”

ha ha, drenched and scowling: “i was fixing my shoe!”

you throw a balloon. it lands square on chaewon’s chest.

she gasps, staggered, then points at you. “betrayal!”

“you said no violence. i didn’t.”

“you’re cold,” she says, fake-pouting.

“and you’re wet.”

jae-suk: “can you two flirt after we finish the game?!”

⸻

scene four – break time, post-chaos

everyone’s sitting under tents, fanning themselves and scarfing down kimbap. chaewon plops down beside you, still damp, still trying to play it cool.

“so,” she says, trying to sound casual. “did i impress you yet?”

you look at her. her hair’s frizzy. her shirt’s sticking to her back. she has a water balloon remnant clinging to her sock.

you grin. “you’re really asking that right now?”

“i need performance feedback.”

you sip your drink. “well… you’re definitely entertaining.”

“i was going for charming.”

“you were mostly screaming.”

“but like—charmingly screaming?”

you nod thoughtfully. “sure. in a golden retriever kinda way.”

she pouts. “i was aiming for smooth and mysterious.”

you pat her shoulder. “next time.”

chaewon mutters something about recalibrating her entire personality.

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scene five – final round: name tag chase

everyone’s hyped. this is the iconic game. the energy’s tense. alliances are forming. betrayal’s in the air.

you’re hiding behind a door when you hear footsteps. chaewon appears, looking around.

you’re about to run, but she sees you—and immediately holds her hands up.

“don’t!” she says. “i’m unarmed!”

“you have two hands.”

“i surrender! please, let me live.”

“why should i?”

“because if you let me live, i’ll treat you to dinner after this.”

you pause.

“…bribery? really?”

“it’s not bribery, it’s incentive!”

you step closer. she closes her eyes like she’s about to be executed.

instead, you flick her name tag lightly, then step back.

“you live. barely.”

she opens one eye. “wait, really?”

“i like dinner.”

she looks absolutely starstruck. “you’re amazing.”

“you’re ridiculous.”

“perfect match,” she says, smirking.

you turn to walk away, and she yells after you: “this is the best day of my life!!”

jae-suk, down the hall: “can someone take her mic away?!”

⸻

final interview

chaewon sits in front of the camera, hair messy, shirt still damp.

“did i win any games? no. did i trip five times? yes. but… she smiled at me. she called me a golden retriever. and i’m taking her to dinner.”

she grins.

“so yeah. mission: accomplished.”

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a/n: i need kim chaewon BADLY👅

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cherry-luvz · 8 months ago

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Mrs.bodyguard - H.YJ

Genre - Smut

Warning- G!P Yunjin, sex, Ceo x bodyguard, sex without protection, Don’t be a dud- wrap your bud, mommy kink.

Paring - GP!Dom!Yunjin x Ceo!fem!Reader.

Synopsis - Yunjin is your bodyguard, your the boss.. she has to protect you in any situation, any right..?

Word count - 4.8K

Yunjin - RED.

Reader - WHITE.

You were at a friend's, Hanni’s, party, when an unsettling guy cornered me, leering. He said his name was Kang Junwoo, he was apparently one of Hanni’s friend.

He gripped my arms. "Don't leave yet, beautiful.. we were just getting started,” he insisted.

"Back off, I'm taken" You snapped.

"Really? But I didn't see—"

Without hesitation, You called over your bodyguard, Huh Yunjin. In a clever ruse, You pretended to kiss her by pressing your thumb to her lips. When You pulled away, You went and confronted the guy.

"Does that prove l'm taken?" You challenged him.

You look back at Yunjin then at the man, The man reluctantly stepped back, his expression a mix of disbelief and disappointment. You exhaled a sigh of relief turning to Yunjin, meeting her stoic gaze.

You I gave her an awkward smile, your cheeks turning pink.

“Uh..” Yunjin broke the silence of the atmosphere around you guys, it sounded like she wanted to say something but stopped herself.

You cleared your throat, your cheeks still flushed with embarrassment. You took a step closer to Yunjin, her presence suddenly bringing a sense of comfort to you.

"Sorry for that... It was the only way—” You sighed, “It was the only way I could think of that would make him back off..”

She nodded.

You shifted your weight, the adrenaline still coursing through you. You couldn't help but steal glances at Yunjin, studying her calm and composed demeanor. After a moment of silence, you fidgeted with the hem of my dress, searching for something to say.

"Uh... Thanks for playing along, I guess..I didn't mean to drag you into that whole...thing" You muttered, feeling an odd mixture of awkwardness and attraction.

Your heart skipped a beat as you took in the sight of her, her mere presence making me feel flustered. The silence between you guys stretched out, making the tension and attraction increasingly palpable. You bit your lip, struggling to find the right words to break the tension.

"You know..." You started, breaking the silence, my voice a bit shaky. You shifted closer to Yunjin, the gap between us gradually shrinking. "You're quite good at being a pretend girlfriend"

"I am?" She looked down at you, her height being 5'7 and yours being 5'5...

Staring up at her, you realized just how much taller she was compared to you. The gap in our heights only added to the captivating dynamic between you

Both. You swallowed hard, feeling a flutter of nervousness in your chest.

"Yeah..." You replied, your voice slightly hushed. The intensity of the moment grew, the air filled with unspoken tension.

"You played the part really well" you managed to say, your gaze locked with hers.

You took a step closer, your bodies only inches apart now. The proximity was making your heart race, your mind swimming with a mixture of excitement and uncertainty. You could feel her presence, the heat of her body radiating toward me. Without thinking, you reached up, your fingers gently tracing the line of her jaw, your touch feather-light.

"You...you have quite a convincing presence, you know?" You whispered, your voice barely heard above the music that filled the room. My fingers lingered on her jaw, the touch sending a wave of electricity through me. You tried to conceal your trembling hands, your heart beating like a drum in your chest.

"Hhmm you think so...?" She asked.

You nodded, your fingers continuing their path along yourjaw, slowly tracing the curve of her neck. You could feel the rapid flutter of your own heartbeat, the intimate contact between you two sending a shiver of anticipation down your spine.

"Very much so..." Your murmured, your voice a low, sultry tone. "You're almost too good at this"

Your fingers reached the nape of her neck, your touch lingering there. You guys faces were mere inches apart now, the two of yall’s breaths mingling in the air. The heat of her body, the sound of her steady breathing, the scent of her skin -everything was overwhelming in the best possible way.

Your lips parted slightly, your voice dropping to a soft whisper.

"Maybe a bit too good, even"

"What are you implying, boss...?"

Boss. The word sent a jolt through your heart, a mix of excitement and power surging through you. You swallowed, trying to hold on to your composure, but the heat between the two of you was becoming increasingly difficult to ignore.

"What if..." You began, your voice a mere whisper, "What if this wasn't just pretend...?"

You stared up at her, your gaze intense and filled with a mixture of desire and vulnerability. The distance between the two of you had all but vanished, your bodies now tightly pressed together. You looked at her face, taking in every detail: the curve of her lips, the depth of her eyes, the slight flush on her cheeks.

Slowly, you let her hands roam over her shoulders, your touch both intimate and yearning.

You leaned in, your breath hot against her neck, your lips close enough to graze her skin. The scent of her perfume filled your nostrils, making your head spin and your heart race even faster.

"What if...what if I wanted this to be real?" You murmured, your words a mere breath against her ear. You let my fingers trail along her collarbone, the need to touch her almost excruciating.

"And how are you implying that?"

Your hand traced a path down her arm, your fingertips lingering on the exposed skin. You took a shaky breath, your body trembling with the intensity of the moment. It was as if all your carefully built walls were crumbling down, leaving you vulnerable and desperate.

"I'm not just implying, Yunjin," You whispered, your voice trembling with the weight of your words. "I'm telling you. I want you. This. Us. To be real."

You pressed your body closer to hers, seeking her warmth and solace. You could feel her pulse under your fingertips, a rapid rhythm that mirrored your own wild heartbeat.

The world around the two of you faded into the background, leaving only the two of you in a state of heightened awareness.

"Please..." You murmured, your voice a desperate plea. "Please tell me you want this too."

"I do feel the same..and.. I want to show you that a feel the same..." she smiled at you.

A wave of relief washed over me, my heart swelling from her words. The mixture of tension and desire between the two of you was palpable, the air thick with anticipation. Your lips curled into a soft smile, a surge of happiness coursing through you.

"Show me," you whispered, my voice filled with longing. "Show me how you feel, Prove it to me."

She cups your face... "After the party..."

You shivered under yunjin’s touch, the sensation of her fingers against your skin sending a wave of heat throughout your body. You leaned into her hand, craving the closeness and the reassurance it provided.

"After the party," you repeated, your voice a soft, eager whisper. Your eyes met hers, a silent promise of unspoken desires hanging in the air between the both of us.

A few hours later - AFTER THE PARTY

The party had finally come to an end, and you found myself in the confines of my car, Yunjin by your side. The tension between you guys where was palpable, the silence in the car almost deafening.

You could hear your own heart pounding in your ears, my anticipation growing with every passing moment. You snuck a glance at her, your breath catching in your throat as their eyes met. The journey from the party to your penthouse felt endless, each passing minute only heightening your desperation to be alone with her.

After reaching our destination, Yunjin parked and got out the car...

You followed, my movements shaky from a mixture of anxiety and excitement. The cool night air was a stark contrast to the heat that was building inside of me.

You waited as Yunjin locked the car, your eyes never leaving her. The thought of being alone with her, finally feeling her touch and losing yourself in the moment, was almost overwhelming. You took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart.

"Let's go up, shall we?" You said, your voice a little shaky as I led the way. As we stepped inside, you couldn't help but fidget with your fingers, your mind racing with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation.

Yunjin follows you inside the building...

You both walked through the elegant lobby, the soft sounds of our footsteps echoing in the empty space. Ypu led the way to the elevator, your mind swirling with a myriad of thoughts and emotions. You pressed the button and waited for the doors to open, the silence between the both pf of growing more and more charged with each passing second.

As the elevator doors opened, You stepped inside, your heart hammering in your chest.

Yunjin followed, her presence a source of both reassurance and excitement. The elevator began its ascent, the small space suddenly feeling even more intimate. You stole glances at her, your eyes scanning her features, taking in every detail.

You shifted slightly as the elevator climbed higher, the tension between the both of you guysbecoming almost unbearable. Part of you wanted to reach out and touch her, to pull her close and satisfy the ache that had been building all night. But another part of you was terrified, uncertain of how to proceed in this uncharted territory.

Finally, the elevator reached the penthouse and the doors opened, revealing the luxurious space beyond. I led the way inside, my steps a bit shaky.

The room was dimly lit, a soft, intimate ambiance enveloping us. Without a word, you turned to face her, the weight of our unspoken desires hanging heavily in the air.

You looked into her eyes, your breath catching in your throat. You couldn't hold myself back any longer. Closing the distance between them, you reached out, your fingers trembling slightly as they grazed her cheek. The feel of her skin under your fingertips sent a shiver down my spine, your heart fluttering with a mixture of emotions.

Yunjin looks back at her.

Our eyes locked, a torrent of emotions swirling between us. You took a step closer, you guys bodies almost touching. The proximity was making your head spin, your mind clouded with a mixture of desire and uncertainty. You let your fingers trail down her neck, the touch gentle yet filled with need.

My eyes flicked down to her lips, my gaze lingering for a moment. The urge to taste her, to feel the softness of her mouth against mine, was almost overwhelming.

But I held back, my breath coming in shallow gasps, my heart hammering in my chest.

Looks at her lips...

I could see the desire in her eyes, the same hunger that was burning within me.

Seeing her gaze fixed on your lips sent a jolt of electricity through me, you resolve weakening with each passing moment. You inched closer, your body pressed against hers, the heat between the both of you almost unbearable.

"I want you," You murmured, your voice a mere whisper. My hands moved to her waist, my fingers gripping the fabric of her shirt as if trying to anchor yourself in the moment.

You leaned in, your lips just millimeters away from hers, the need to taste her becoming almost unbearable.

"Me too..." Yunjin replied.

You could feel her breath against your lips, the words sending a shiver down your spine. The last remnants of restraint vanished, and you couldn't hold back any longer. With a low moan, you closed the gap between you two, your lips finally meeting hers in a desperate, searing kiss.

The feel of her mouth against mine was electric, sending waves of pleasure through my body. You deepened the kiss, your hands roaming over her body, exploring every contour, desperate to feel her as closely as possible.

French kissing...

The kiss grew more intense, the two of your mouths moving together in a passionate dance.

Your tongue slipped into her mouth, exploring and tasting her, the sensations driving me closer to the edge. Your hands moved to her hair, tangling in the soft strands as you pulled her closer, feeling her body press against yours.

After a little make out session, you pull Yunjin into your bedroom.

The kiss finally broke, and you leaned my forehead against hers, both of us panting heavily, the air between us charged with a mixture of desire and anticipation. You took her hand, leading her into the bedroom, your heart pounding in your chest with each step.

The bedroom was dimly lit, the soft glow of the ambient lights casting shadows on the walls. You closed the door behind us, enclosing us in the sanctuary of my private space. Turning to face her, you took in her flushed cheeks and disheveled hair, feeling a fresh wave of desire surge through me.

Yunjin went and sat on her bed, my back against the headboard... you watched as she settled onto the bed, her back resting against the headboard.

The sight of her there, in your bed, was almost more than I could handle. Your eyes roamed over her, taking in every detail, the gentle curve of her neck, the way her breath hitched in her chest. It took every bit of my willpower not to pounce on her then and there.

You walked over to her and straddled her, Yunjin was in her own ceo's bed as you guys made out... you wanted yunjin..

Your hands on Yunjin’s shoulders, Your fingers playing with the fabric of her tie. Inbetween kisses, a low moan escaped your lips, your body pressed against hers.

Yunjin could feel the heat between the both of you, my breathing becoming heavier as the passion between us intensified. You pulled away, looking into yunjin’s eyes with a mixture of desire and need.

"I want you... So bad" You whispered, your desire clear in your voice.

“Hmm you want me so bad..? How bad are we talking Ms.Y/n?” She asked you as she rubbed your sides, “so fucking bad yunjin..”

She smelled your breath and realised that you were a bit tipsy, “But boss your a bit tipsy..." She mumbled under her breath as she looked up at you.

You smirked, a hint of mischievousness in your eyes. You leaned in, your lips barely touching her ear as you whispered, your voice sultry and seductive.

"So what if I am..." You nipped at her earlobe gently, your hands roaming down Yunjin’s chest, and to her hips, pulling yunjin closer to you.

You could feel her body tense against yours, your breath hitching as your touch sent shivers down her spine. You could tell she were hesitant, her loyalty to her job keeping Yunjin from fully giving in to her desire. However, I wasn't about to give up on you so easily.

"Relax…. I want this. I want you" You purred, your lips tracing a path down her neck, leaving a trail of kisses.

Yunjin looked away, her face turning a bit red.. she knew it was wrong I mean you’re her boss. But it felt right so she didn’t resist and finally gave up and let her desires free, just for tonight.

She took your chin and kissed you. She licked the bottom of your lip, silently asking for entrance. As you opened your mouth she quickly went and attacked your mouth, exploring the inside your mouth.

Your hands found its way to yunjin’s neck, Hers to your waist, gently squeezing your waist with her hands..

Yunjin pulled away looking at the string of saliva connecting you two by the mouth, she smirks at you.. biting her bottom lip. “You look so good on top you know..”

You lightly chuckled, “Do I now..?”

She nodded, “Definitely.. it’s like a turn on..” she chuckled. She had a boner and it was pretty obvious due to you feeling it against your thigh.

“You’re are really turned on..” You shift in her lap, “I can feel something or someone getting a little excited down there..”

You feel a tug on the rim of ur shirt.. you look down to see yunjin’s hands fiddling with it, “Can I take this off you..?” You look back up and nodded at yunjin.

She pulls your shirt up and over your head off your body throwing your shirt somewhere on the floor, leaving you in your white lace bra and grey skirt that had rode up due to your sitting on her lap.

You blush even more as you saw Yunjin’s eyes lingering around your chest area. “Woah..” She mumbled and gulped.

“You’re staring..” You mumbled being a bit shy. “Sorry.. it’s just— they look so perfect in your bra..”

You looked straight at Yunjin after she said that.. “Y-you think so..?” She noded.

She then leaned into your ear, “I know so princess,” she whispered before attacking your neck leaving love bites and hickeys on your neck.

You whimpered, it felt so good.

She moved her head down and down, till she reached your chest. “May I princess..?” She tugged on the back of your bra and looked up at you.

“Y-yea..” You mumbled as she unclipped your bra from behind. Your boobs where sensitive to her touch and she runs her thumb repeatedly over the nub on your left boob as she sucked on your right.

Enjoying all the whimpers and moans that you let slip through your mouth.. just for her and only her.

She then gently laid you down as she kissed down to your lower abdomen, all the way to your skirt.. her hand tugged on it. “Hmm may I..?” She asked as she went back up to her where you guys were face to face.

You nodded, “Please do..”

She nodded the pecked your lips and when down onto her knees as she pulled your grey skirt down, tossing it to who knows were in your bedroom.

But you didn’t care you just wanted her to fuck you.

As Yunjin was on her knees she thought it was more sexy to fuck, you with your underwear on. But she was gonna hold it to the side as she fucked you, it would be even better if she fucked you raw.

You mean, you wouldn’t mind it, You were not to mention on birth control pills.

You watched as Yunjin stood up and took off her unbuttoning her shirt and taking it off with her tire revealing the Calvin Klein sports bra she had on underneath her shirt. She tossed her shirt somewhere else in your room before un buckling her belt and unbuttoning her trousers.

She was wearing a Calvin Klein boxers, well that’s what was on the waistband. She let her trousers puddle at her feet but before she pulled down her boxers she looked down at you.

“Um.. you think you can take 9.5inches..?” She asked you looking down at your quite shocked face.

You slowly nodded, “Y-yea.. just be gentle..”

Yunjin took your hand, “I promise i’ll be gentle with you.. princess..” You smiled as you cupped her cheeks and kissed her for a few moments.

She pulled away and then got back on her knees as she rubbed the dark spot on her lace white underwear, “Hmm all wet for mommy I see, huh?” She looked up at you from her angle to see you whimpering and pleading for touch to touch her.

She pulls away your underwear to the side, “Aww thats a pretty pink colour princess..” She mumbles and licks the bud.

Yunjin said as she slurped up all your juices, you felt like you was on cloud nine at this point.

She continued to eat you out before inserting a finger into your hole.. “Just preparing you princess..” she smiled at you as she started to move her fingers in and out of you slowly as she felt how tight you were.

Your hips started rocking against Yunjin’s hand, “Hmm someone’s needy huh..” You whimpered in response, “I think thats enough preparation done..” she took out her fingers and sucked your slick off of them.

You looked away, not before long Yunjin stood up and took off her boxers. It revealed what was hiding behind that huge bulge that she had in her boxers.

Her 9.5 inch thick and girthy cock sprang out from her boxers, she let her boxers pool with her trousers. She looked at you, “it looks big, but Im sure you cam take it princess..”

You rest on your elbows to look down, and it looked big. It was veiny, hard and the tip of it was a pinkish colour with pre cum coming out the tip. You gulp, “I-it does look big..”

She nods and gently teases your hole, “Hmm how bad do you want mommy’s cock, princess..?” She asked as she gathered all your slick for lube.

“A-ah please stop t-teasing me yunnie..” you pled as you saw Yunjin nod and gently pushes into you, stretching your hole to her size.

“A-ah.. oh gosh..!” You whimpered, the feeling of her stretching your hole felt so good but hurt so bad.

“Shit, fuckkk thats tight ah hmpf thats tight”, yunjin mumbled as she continued to push into you, You holds onto her biceps, squeezing haed.

Yunjin noticed it, “Need a minute..?” She looked at you seeing the slight discomfort in your body language and a bit of pain in your face expression.

You nodded, “Hmpf yeah..”, You muttered and looked back up at her. Yunjim kissed your cheek and drew shapes on your stomach giving you time to adjust to her size.

After 5-10 minutes Later

After adjusting to her size you bod your head, “I’m r-ready yunnie.” You mumbled, loud enough for her to hear you.

“I’ll be slow princess..” Yunjin said and started to slowly move in and out of you.

She moved a bit faster after a while as she held your white lace underwear to the side. All the while she was doing that you were a moaning mess, it felt so good it had you rolling your eyes back to the back of your head.

She smirked as she saw your face, she moved even faster, the sound of your cheeks clapping became more and more louder as well as your moans.

“Ah oh gosshhhhhh!!” you held onto her shoulders.

She continued and leaned down kissing your neck, “So good for mommy..” You moaned.

“Hmpf mommy you feel so good..”

Yunjin looked down at the part of where you guys were connected, seeing the amount of release and cum there she found it such a turn on, “So much release... damn princess this looks... so... pretty...” Yunjin said as moved slowly..

I gasped as you moved slowly, the mixture of pleasure and praise sending a shiver down my spine. I looked up at you, my breathing ragged and uneven. My cheeks flushed, my body arching against yours as you moved.

"Y-You like that..." You whispered, your voice filled with desire.

Yunjin had one hand on your hips and the other holding your white undies to the side, "mhm yeah..."

You could feel Yunjin’s touch on your hip, her hand holding your underwear to continues to slide her dick in and out of you.

Your breath hitched as Yunjin touched me, the feeling of her hand on my skin sending waves of pleasure through me. You looked up at her, your eyes filled with desire "That feels so good..." You murmured, Your voice laced with pleasure.

"Gosh you feel good ah fucking baby... I love you..." Yunjin mumbled as she continued to fuck your brains out.

You could feel your heart skip a beat as she spoke, the words "I love you" sending a surge of warmth through your body. You looked up at her, your eyes filled with affection and desire.

"I...l love you too... So much..." You whispered, your voice soft and filled with emotion.

Yunjin chuckles... then rubs your cheek... "You’re so cute..."

A small smile tugged at the corners of your lips as Yunjin rubbed your cheek. Her gentle touch and affectionate words made me feel loved and appreciated during this imtamate situation.

"And you're so ah hmm sweet m-mommy..." You murmured, my eyes gazing up at you with a mix of affection and desire. You reached up, cupping Yunjin’s face with my hand, your thumb gently stroking her cheek.

Yunjin pulls out of you and teases you...

You gasped as yunjin pulled out, the absence of your touch making me crave you even more. A whimper escaped from your lips as Yunjin teased me, the mix of pleasure and anticipation building within yourself. You looked up at yujin, your body arching towards yunjin’s.

"Please... I need you..." you pleaded, your voice was filled with longing and desire.

"How bad you need mommy's dick inside your tight cunt...?" Yunjin asked.

You swallowed, yunjin’s body trembling with desire at the sound of Her words. You looked up at her with a mixture of needy and submissive, my voice trembling with need.

"So bad... I need you so bad, mommy... Please... I need your touch...i’ll be a good girl for mommy please..” you begged her.

Yunjin pushes back inside you... "Look at that... you’re mommy’s little cum slut aren’t ya..?” She pounds into your cunt.

You let out a gasp as Yunjin pushed back into you the feeling of her dick filling you up to the brim.

"Who knew that you'd look so pretty like this...?"

You felt your cheeks flush, a mixture of embarrassment and pleasure washing over me. You met her gaze, your eyes filled with a mixture of desire and vulnerability.

"Ah Y-You really think so mommy..? Hmpfff fuck...?" You asked, my voice soft and shy.

Yunjin mods

"Wanna release for mommy...? I know you’ve been dying to cum all over mommy’s thick, lengthy dick.” She felt you clenching meaning that you were close to release.

A wave of excitement washed over You at Yunjin’s words. You met her gaze, her eyes filled with need and desire.

“Ah yeah oh gosh yes... please, m-mommy. I want to release for you.. all over your thick fucking cock..” You murmured, your voice low in desperation but high in desire

“Go on cum on mommy’s thick dick princess..” as soon as Yunjin said that you let out a soft moan as you reached your peak. Your body trembled as you cummed all over yunjin’s dick leaving yunjin’s lower half all covered in your slick.

"Hmm I got you princess, mommy’s got you..” You were panting, trying to catch your breath. You looked up at Her, your eyes a mix of satisfaction and tenderness.

"T-Thank you... That was amazing... mommy..” you murmured, your voice shaky..

Yunjin nods and smiled, you smiled up at her, feeling a sense of contentment and affection. Yunjin reached out, her hand gently stroking her cheek.

"You're so good to me..." you said, your voice soft and filled with gratitude.

After a few minutes of catching your breath, Yunjin pulled out of you and helped you up into the bathroom. Where you both took a shower to wash the smell of sex off you both.

After the shower, you let yunjin wear some on your baggy clothes which fitted her, but she complained of going to bed hot if she wore that top so she chose a baggy thin t-shirt.

While you wore cute plaided pyjamas that was super comfortable, you sat on the bed as you watched Yunjin pick up the both if you guys clothes.

You wanted to help her but, you couldn’t walk properly due to you guys recent activity. So you waited till she put the clothes in the hamper then turn off the lamp as you laid down under the sheets, waiting for yunjin to join you.

When yunjin climbed into the bed, you mumbled something she didn’t hear. “Hmm what did you say princess..?”

You repeated it again, “Can i be small spoon.. i want to be held by you..”, loudly for only her to hear.

Yunjin nodded and huggef you from behind making you lay there in yunjin’s arms, the aftermath of our encounter leaving me feeling content and satisfied, a question came to mind.

You both clean up and lay in bed, yunjin was gonna stay the night cuddling. Yunjin was big spoon as you were small spoon.

“Goodnight yunnie,” you said as you felt yunjin snuggle into you.

“Night princess..” Yunjin whispered back as she dozed off back to sleep.

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BELLYACHE ✶ HUH YUNJIN

⸻ it's occasional, sometimes i'll see the moon, and i'll think of you.

love isn’t supposed to feel like this—like a knot in your stomach, like something twisting, turning, making it hard to breathe.

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you shouldn't be here. not like this. but here you are, standing in the middle of her bridal shower, watching yunjin laugh like the world doesn't already belong to someone else.

the room is buzzing, alive with conversation and clinking glasses, a celebration of love, happiness, of her. and yet, for all the noise, all the warmth, you feel like you're somewhere else entirely—adrift in a sea of white tablecloths and pastel decorations, drowning in something that no one else can see.

she's glowing, surrounded by people who adore her, and you should be one of them.

you are one of them. but it doesn't feel the same. because when they look at yunjin, they see a bride-to-be, a woman on the verge of forever. when you look at her, you see every moment before this one—the late-night phone calls, the way she'd pull you into her side without a second thought, the laughter that always sounded just a little softer when it was meant for you.

she catches your eye from across the room, and for a second, it's like nothing has changed. like she's still your best friend, the girl who swore she'd never get married, who once joked it would be the two of your against the world.

she waves you over, beaming, and you go to her because you always do. because you don't know how to be anything but hers, even if she was never really yours to begin with.

her arms wrap around you, pulling you in close, and she smells like jasmine and vanilla, like familiarity, like something that's slipping through your fingers faster than you can hold onto it.

"you okay?" she asks, her voice quiet in your ear.

you swallow around the lump in your throat, nodding before you even think about it. "of course. why wouldn't I be?"

she smiles, like shes believing you. like she has no idea that you've spent years trying to unlove her, only to fail. and as she turns away, back into the arms of a future that doesn't have room for you, you wonder if you'll ever get used to this feeling—the slow, sinking ache of losing something that was never really yours.

you shouldn't be here, but you are.

watching the girl you love become someone else's. and the worst part is—you don't know how to leave.

maybe it's the way she keeps looking at you, like she expects you to say something, like she needs you to be here. or maybe it's just you, unable to walk away, unable to accept that this is how the story ends.

the night has quieted down, the hum of voices fading as people drift off, lost in their own conversations. but yunjin—she finds you. she always does.

"come outside with me?" she asks, already reaching for your wrist, and you nod because you don't know how to tell her no.

the air outside is cooler than it was earlier, the evening settling in with a quiet kind of ease. yunjin had pulled out here without much of an explanation—just her hand wrapped around your wrists, her touch still light but insistent, dragging you away from the noise, away from the warmth of celebration that wasn't yours to be apart of.

and now, she's sitting beside you on the porch steps, knees pulled up to her chest, the skirt of her dress spilling over the wood like water.

"I still can't believe this is happening," she says, exhaling softly, like the weight of it all is finally catching up to her. "like, it doesn't feel real, you know? one second, we were just kids, and now—" she gestures vaguely, the diamond on her finger catching the porch light. "now i'm getting married."

you nod, because that's what you're supposed to do. agree. smile. pretend your heart isn't lodged somewhere in your throat. yunjin looks so pretty like this, in a kind of way that makes your chest ache. but then again, she always looks pretty. not the way people say it casually, not like an afterthought, but in a way that feels undeniable, inescapable.

it's something you've always known, something you've spent years swallowing down, locking away, because what else were you supposed to do with it? what were you supposed to do with a love that had nowhere to go?

"you're going to be so happy," you say, even though the words taste wrong on your tongue. they sound real enough to her, though, because she smiles, nuding you lightly with her shoulder.

"you think so?"

you nod again, the lie slipping out too easily. "yeah. yeonjun's a lucky guy." you don't mean it, but she doesn't notice. or maybe she does and just doesn't say anything. instead, she slides the ring off her finger, turning it over in her palm before reaching for your hand.

"here, let me see something," she murmurs, slipping it onto your finger. it's loose, not quite the right fit, but it still sits there, cold and unfamiliar against your skin.

yunjin tilts her head, studying it, a soft smile tugging at her lips. "it looks so much prettier on you," she says, almost wistfully. "you should get married someday, too."

you freeze, just for a second, at the weight of her words. you shouldn't react like this. you've been friends forever. she's touched you a million times before—linked pinkies, shared beds, held onto you like you were worth something worth holding onto. but this is different.

it shouldn't be, but it is.

you force a chuckle, shaking your head like it's nothing. like it doesn't make your throat tighten. "married life wouldn't suit me," you say, your voice even, steady. lying comes easy when it's for her sake.

she pouts, nudging your shoulder. "why not?"

you don't answer. because the truth is, it would suit you—if it were her. if it were her standing beside you in some quiet little chapel, slipping a ring onto your finger for real.

but it's not. it never will be.

so instead, you slide the ring off, pressing it back into her palm. "because i'd have to find someone as pretty as you first," you tease, because teasing is easier than telling the truth.

yunjin laughs, shaking her head, tucking the ring back where it belongs. where it was always meant to be.

and as she leans against you, shoulder to shoulder, like she doesn't feel the ache curling inside your chest, you pretend—just for a moment—that this is enough. that it will ever be enough.

the day you've been dreading is here.

the morning of the wedding is too bright, too loud. the sunlight filters through the hotel curtains in soft golden streaks, bathing everything in warmth, and it almost feels cruel. like even the universe is celebrating something you wish wasn't happening.

you sit on the edge of the bed, watching as yunjin twirls in front of the mirror, her wedding dress fanning out around her like something out of a dream.

"how do I look?" she asks, turning to you with a grin, eyes sparkling with something so genuine, so happy, that it makes you want to throw up.

like the most beautiful person i've ever seen.

you swallow the words before they can escape, forcing a smile instead. "perfect," you say, and you think maybe she believes you.

the room is filled with other people—bridesmaids, makeup artists, stylists—all bustling around, adjusting veils and fluffing skirts, but it feels like it's just the two of you. like the world has shrunk down to this moment, to this aching, unbearable moment where she's glowing for someone else.

yunjin moves to sit beside you, her bare shoulder brushing against yours. " I feel like I should be more nervous," she admits, picking at the fabric of her dress. "like, shouldn't I be freaking out?"

you let out a breathy laugh, staring down at your hands. "I mean, it's a big deal," you say. "your whole life is about to change."

"yeah..." she sighs, tilting her head against your shoulder like she's done a million times before. like it doesn't mean something different today. "you'll still be around though, right? things won't change too much?"

the words cut through you like a knife, sharp and unforgiving. because things will change. she'll belong to someone else, not that she's ever belonged to you in the first place. she'll have a home that isn't yours, a life where your just a guest, an afterthought.

"of course," you lie, because what else can you do?

yunjin hums in content, like she believes you. like she doesn't see the way your hands are clenched into fists in your lap.

and then, before you can stop yourself, before you can think better of it, you whisper, "do you love him?"

she pulls away slightly, just enough to look at you. "what?"

you force yourself to meet her gaze, ignoring the way your throat tightens. "yeonjun. do you love him?"

there's a pause. a beat too long, too hesitant, and for the first time, you see something flicker in her expression—uncertainty, maybe, doubt. but then it's gone, replaced by a soft, wistful smile.

"I think so." she says, and it's the think that does you in. because it's not I know. it's not without a doubt.

it's a I think so.

but that's not enough to change anything.

so you nod, offering her the same empty reassurance you've been giving yourself for years. "then that's all that matters."

and as she reaches for your hand, squeezing it in silent gratitude, you can't help but wonder if she'd be standing here in this dress, in this moment, if she had ever looked at you the way you've always looked at her.

the music swells, and the moment you've spent month dreading—years, even—finally arrives.

the ceremony is surreal. the soft hum of the music fills the air, and everything feels too bright, too perfect in a way that makes your stomach turn. you're sitting in the front row, next to the other bridesmaids, your hands tightly folded in your lap as you try to convince yourself that this is where you belong. but it's impossible.

impossible to focus on anything but the way yunjin looks, the way she moves with such grace, her every step so confident as she makes her way down the aisle. and yeonjun is waiting at the altar, his grin wide, proud, but all you can do is stare at the way her dress sways, the glint of her ring in the sunlight.

you want to look away. you want to be anywhere but here, but you can't. your gaze is locked on her, and you wonder—how does she look this beautiful? how can she be so perfect and still marrying someone else?

your chest tightens, but you try to steady yourself, looking down at your hands in your lap, focusing on the feel of the fabric of your dress beneath your fingertips. but the sounds of her heels tapping again the ground is too loud, too clear, and before you know it, you've looked up.

her eyes catch yours in the sea of faces, and for a second, time stops. her smile is soft, bittersweet, like she's holding onto something—someone—but it's fading in her eyes.

it's when yunjin is finally standing up there, face to face with yeonjun, that you see it.

the shift.

a subtle change in her expression, a crack in the perfection she's been radiating. her hands tremble just a little as she reaches for him, and it's there—the moment you see it, the moment you feel it deep in your chest.

she regrets it.

it's a fleeting thought, one you try to push aside because it's stupid, and it's selfish, and you know better than to let hope get in the way of what's happening. but you can't ignore it. you see the way her gaze flickers, the way her lips press together, and something inside you aches, sharp and cruel.

she's standing there, in front of him, but you can see it—the same thing you've seen in her for years. she's not really here anymore.

but you don't say anything. you don't speak, because it could be nothing. you could just be reading her wrong, and you want so badly to believe that's true.

it's her turn to share her vows, and you hold your breath, your heart hammering in your chest in your chest as she takes a small step forward. for the first time since this whole thing started, she looks away from yeonjun, and her head turns slowly, deliberately—her eyes searching for yours.

your heart skips a beat.

and then, she smiles.

it's not the same smile she's been giving yeonjun—the one that's full of promises, of certainty. no. this is different. this smile is for you, just for you, like it always has been. and for one perfect moment, the weight of the worlds lifts off your shoulders, and it feels like everything you've ever wanted is within reach. but before you can even process it, she turns her head back to him, her smile faltering as she begins her vows.

the words don't come out the way yunjin wants them too.

her voice shakes, just slightly, and each syllable feels like it's getting harder for her to say. as if the vows don't sit right with her. as if the words she's speaking are wrong, but she's forcing them out anyway.

you want to scream. you want to run up there and drag her away before she can finish, before she can say anything that will make it permanent. but you don't. you stay seated, quiet, watching the love of your slip further and further out of your reach with every word she says.

and then, the moment you've been dreading arrives—the moment you feared the most. the officiant's voice is steady, calm, asking the question that makes everything real.

"do you, choi yeonjun, take huh yunjin to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

"i do." his voice is strong, sure. like he has no doubts.

you do.

you can feel them creeping in, crawling under your skin like something alive.

the officiant turns to yunjin. "and do you, huh yunjin, take choi yeonjun—"

her breath hitches. the room holds still.

silence.

you grip the edges of your dress, nails digging into your palms.

yunjin's hands tremble at her sides. her chest rises and falls, lips parting, closing, parting again. she's frozen. stuck in the space between a life she's chosen and the one she's just now realizing what she wants.

and then, finally, she exhales.

"I...I don't."

a collective gasp echoes through the room, but all you hear is the sound of your own heartbeat.

yeonjun stares at her, stunned, lips parted in shock. the officiant fumbles for words, the guest whisper in hushed confusion—but none of it matters. none of it registers. because yunjin is already moving, stepping away from the altar, away from him, away from the life she almost let slip through her fingers. and without thinking, without hesitating, you're on your feet, following her.

because maybe—just maybe—she's finally found her way back to you.

you find her by the pond.

far away from the ceremony, from the murmurs and whispers, from the life she almost stepped into. she's sitting on the edge of the water, the hem of her dress soaked, floating like a ghost against the surface. the moonlight catches on the tear tracks staining her cheeks, and for a moment, you almost convince yourself to turn around.

but leaving her? that was never an option. not then. not now.

you take a step forward, then another. the grass is damp beneath your shoes, the air thick with the scent of rain that hasn't yet fallen.

"go away."

her voice is raw, barley above a whisper, but it still cuts. sharp, direct. she doesn't turn to look at you, her gaze fixed on her own reflection in the water, like she's trying to find answers in the ripples.

but you don't move.

because you've never been able to walk away from yunjin.

instead, you lower yourself beside her, close enough to feel the warmth radiating from her skin, close enough that you can hear the shaky breaths she's taking. the fabric of her dress pools around you, wet and heavy, but she doesn't care.

for a while, neither of you speak.

then, suddenly, she does.

"I couldn't do it."

her voice cracks, and you don't realize you're holding breath until she keeps going.

"I was standing up there, looking at him, listening to him say all those things—about love, about forever—and I just... I couldn't say it back." she exhales, shaky and uneven, hands gripping at the fabric of her dress like she's trying to ground herself. "I thought I loved him. I wanted to love him. but I didn't. I don't. and the second I realized that, i—"

she lets out a bitter laugh, shaking her head.

"I ruined everything."

you don't know what to say. so you don't say anything.

you just watch her, the way her lips tremble with every breath, the way the moonlight catches on her features, softening the edges of something sharp and broken.

she looks beautiful. she's always looked beautiful.

and maybe it's the way she's finally saying the things you've wanted her to say for so long. maybe it's the way her lips part, the way her breath becomes uneven, the way she looks at you—eyes glossy, searching, like she's trying to figure something out that she should've known all along.

or maybe it's just that you're tired of waiting.

your body moves before you can think. before you can even breathe.

one second, you're sitting there, staring at her. the next, your hands are cupping her face, your lips crashing into hers, and—god. it's everything and nothing all at once.

her lips are soft, warm, the faint taste of peach chapstick lingering between you. you've spent years watching her apply it, that stupid little tube always tucked in her pocket, always leaving behind that barely-there sheen. and now, here you are, finally knowing what it feels to taste it.

yunjin freezes for half a second—just long enough for fear to creep in, for your brain to scream at you that you've made a mistake.

but then, she exhales against your lips. and kisses you back.

and just like that, nothing else matters.

not the soaked dress, not the abandoned wedding, not the fact that this is years too late and somehow still right on time. because right now, there is only this.

her hands gripping at your shoulders, your fingers tangling in the delicate fabric of her dress, the way she tilts her head to deepen the kiss, like she's finally letting herself have what she's been too afraid to want.

and if this is a mistake—if this is something that will break you both apart in the morning—you don't care.

because for once, finally, yunjin is choosing you.

the kiss ends as quickly as it began, but the air between you is thick, charged. yunjin pulls away first, her breath still shaky, her wides wide and wide awake, like she's just woken up from a long dream.

for a moment, neither of you speak.

and then she touches her lips, almost as if she's trying to feel the remnants of what just happened, her fingers brushing the spot where you'd kissed her. you can hear her soft, unsteady breath as she pulls her hand away and stares at you, as if trying to piece together all the shattered parts of her heart.

her voice cracks, low and uncertain, but it's enough to send a jolt straight through your chest. "tell me this wasn't just a moment," she whispers, the words barely leaving her lips, they're heavy.

your heart stops.

you want to lie, you really do. you could tell her it was a mistake. that it was just a moment of weakness, that it meant nothing. that it would be okay, that you'd walk away and pretend nothing happened.

but you can't.

because it wasn't just a moment.

it's been years.

you've been waiting for her, loving her in silence, drowning in your own heartache, and you can't pretend anymore.

you take a deep breath, swallowing the lump in your throat as your eyes meet hers. "no, it wasn't just a moment," you say, the truth spilling from your lips like it's been there all along, waiting for her to hear it. "i've loved you, yunjin. for as long as I can remember. and I know this isn't how it's supposed to be. I know you're supposed to marry him, but..."

you trail off, unsure of what to say, but the look in her eyes—the raw, open disbelief—tells you she's hearing you.

her gaze flickers to the ground for a second, as if she's trying to make sense of everything, but then she meets your eyes again. and in that moment, you see it.

the realization.

"god," she breathes, her voice a whisper full of regret. "I should've known. I've always known, haven't I?"

and just like that, everything shifts. the distance between you two disappears in an instant, and you're not sure if she's going to break down or pull away, but when she steps closer, you think your heart might shatter.

"I was just too scared," she admits, a small, broken laugh escaping her lips. "i've always been scared of what this could be. scared of what we could. but i..."

her words falter again. and just like that, the uncertainty from earlier turns into something more concrete. yunjin takes a step towards you. then another. and before you know it, she's standing right in front of you, her eyes searching yours.

“I never wanted to hurt you,” she says, her voice barely above a whisper. “but I’ve been so blind. and now...”

and now you’re not sure if she’s asking for permission or if she’s just waiting for you to take the next step. but this time, you’re not letting her go.

you take her hands, the ones that tremble slightly in yours.

“I’m here,” you whisper, your voice steady despite the pounding of your heart. “I’ve always been here. and I’ll always be here.”

yunjin's lips curl into a small, uncertain smile, the one she only shows when she’s finally let go of all the walls she’s built around herself. “then maybe we still have time,” she says softly, the weight of the words hanging between you.

and for the first time in your entire life, you allow yourself to believe it.

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pussy-drunk!purinz relieve your stress

roommate!purinz x reader, university!au

smut, 1.4k wc

for the lovely @strawbsj whose bday is todayyy!!! sorry if it's not that great jwannie bestie, it's VERY MUCH RUSHED n barely proofread (might fix later on), but I wanted to give u something today and what's better than purinz eating u out as a gift! (and I'm so sorry it's late ajhfsjgd)

your finals are coming up and wow, is it stressful. I mean it's evident in the distressed faces of your fellow classmates roaming the campus, rushing to the local cafes and library to squeeze in every single bit of study time they can so they don't fail. and you've been no different, hiding away in your room, slaving away at ur notebook with your head in your textbooks and a laptop in front of you.

your roommates yunjin and chaewon are completely chill honestly, they're already done with their projects they need to turn in and have no written exams, having chosen arts majors. they pity you, feeling bad sitting on the living room couch, staring at your closed door, wondering if you're even alive since they can barely hear any noise coming from your room.

having chosen a more studious major than your roommates always meant you were working hard at all times while they were js kinda there? they would always try to help you by making u food, getting you water, doing the chores for you, checking up on you, being sweet and all that. but after hours, 12 to be exact, of you studying, they thought that was enough, you desperately needed A FUCKING BREAK.

you were so zoned in on your work that u didn't hear the door creak open. ur study playlist played softly in the background as u jump, feeling hands land on ur bare shoulders. you blink away from your notes and look up at the concerned looking chaewon looking down at you.

"y/n-ie, that's enough..." her voice was almost a whisper, laced with worry.

"seriously, you've been at this for the entire day, take a break, eat properly, SLEEP?" yunjin reiterates behind her, form slowly coming into view.

you sigh out, leaning back against chaewon's relaxing massage on your shoulders. u didn't realize how exhausted you were until you stopped what u were doing, legs restless, eyes twitching, fingers sore, back hurting.

"I'm just really stressed and worried about this guys," you reply back.

"we know, but killing yourself over this isn't gonna help cutie," the taller girl shifts to move in front of you, closing your laptop and books, holding your worn out hands with her own.

"I don't know how to NOT overwork myself, you guys know that..."

the two girls exchange a look before looking back down at you.

"yeah, so let us help you," chaewon leans into your ear and sighs against it.

you feel a chill run down your spine and suddenly your hands turn clammy in yunjin's hold, the girl in front of you looking down at you with sweet but dark eyes.

"w-what?" you nervously ask.

"shhhh, let us do the work baby," chaewon's lips ghost the skin on your neck before placing deep wet kisses on them.

you immediately whimper at the sensation, throwing your head back against her shoulder. you grip yunjin's hands tighter, eyes closing at how good the short haired girl's mouth felt on you. u didn't even continue to question what was happening anymore, everything feeling too good to care and the exhaustion hitting you too hard to resist.

you hear rustling from in front of you amidst the wet noises next to your ear, feeling your bottoms fall to the ground and legs shift apart. u widen your eyes at the girl between your legs, placing sweet kisses against your thighs.

"jen-" you begin before she interrupts you.

"don't try to stop it, just relax," yunjin mumbles against your skin before dragging her tongue across your already leaking slit.

"fuckkkkkk," you moan out, the sensations tingling against your body intensely.

you lace both your hands into their hair separately, holding chaewon's head against your neck and yunjin's head against your pussy. their mouths moved so deliciously against your body, making your back arch in your shitty uncomfy dorm room chair.

you feel yunjin's strong hands grip your thighs apart firmly, making sure u couldn't close them, forcing you to take all of her pleasure. chaewon's hands occupied themselves as well, slipping up your tight-fitting tank top, thumbs circling your hardened nipples.

"you like that, sweet thing? does yunnie's tongue feel good lapping at your pussy? like how I just pincchhhh your little nips?" she emphasizes her words as her actions obeyed her command.

"chaewonnie ahh~!" you mewl, thrashing your head around at the stimulation.

yunjin's tongue was so deep inside of you, moving extremely expertly against your clenching walls, her nose rubbing your clit rhythmically. chaewon's mouth kept leaving sloppy kisses all over your neck, shoulders, jaw, and chest, even leaning over to reach it and leave marks. her fingers were so aggressive, never letting your nipples take a break.

it felt so fucking good. your mind was completely clouded with lust as the two girls fucked you for their own pleasure, addicted to the way your body reacted to each and every one of their touches. your grips on them tightened as every thrust of yunjin's tongue hit that delicious spot within you, chaewon's panting against your ear heightening your already overwhelming pleasure.

with the deep groan of yunjin's mouth against your cunt, the vibrations sent you into a blinding orgasm, a series of high pitched whines and whimpers leaking from your lips, back arching off the chair completely. your moans filled the girls' ears, filling them with more lust and desire than ever.

your body collapsed against the chair again as you released deep breaths through the aftermath of your climax. suddenly, you're being pulled up and thrown gently against your plush mattress, feeling your legs forced open once again.

you panic and pry your eyes wide open, looking down at chaewon now between your trembling thighs. "chae, wait wait- fuck!"

she ignores your cries as her tongue laps at the cum you released from your last orgasm, sucking and slurping your sensitive pussy lips. whimpers leak from you as her mouth forces her way around your cunt. you try pushing her head away from your center but your efforts fail as yunjin comes behind you, resting your body against her chest and effectively holding your hands behind your back.

"nuh-uh babe, don't even think about stopping this. just relax..." she breathes out against your ear before turning to capture your mouth with her own.

she kisses you breathlessly, taking the oxygen from your lungs. your whines are completely drowned out by the tongue being shoved down your throat, choking on yunjin's and your own combined spit, the sounds of chaewon's slurping under you making your eyes roll back.

your abused clit throbs and hole clenches around chaewon's greedy tongue, unable to thrash really at all due to the two girls forcing your body to move as they want. the pleasure was way too much, your body couldn't stop jerking at every single swipe of the girls' tongues against you. it almost hurt, how much arousal brewed in your stomach, just anticipating exploding.

yunjin finally releases your mouth and you immediately let out heaving breaths against her lips, tears welling up in your eyes at the sensations crawling across your body.

"fuck fuck fuck fuck..." you chant against yunjin, her holding you against her chest, caressing your skin.

"shhhh, you're okay doll," she coos.

"I... can't, no more," you start sobbing.

"don't resist, just feel..." yunjin kisses across your face.

"cumming, cumming!" you announce with an incomplete cry, ur voice cracking as you yelp helplessly, legs and body shaking uncontrollably.

chaewon doesn't stop her eating, continuing to devour you between your legs. you scream in sobs at her mercilessness, unable to handle anymore, your sensitive cunt red and worn out.

"okay chaewonnie, that's enough," yunjin sighs, grabbing the short-haired girl by her bob and pulling her back, away from your pussy.

your silent sobs don't wipe the lust-filled stare chaewon has in her eyes. you feel small against yunjin's grasp and chaewon's warm hands on your inner thighs.

"we're not fucking done, not even close..." chaewon heaves.

yunjin chuckles sinisterly in your ear, "mm-mm, no we're not."

you tremble and stiffen, the taller girl behind you swiping her long digits across your sloppy slit, gathering slick and dragging her tongue along it.

"y/n's way too fucking sweet and delicious to stop."

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