#Ryujin x fem reader

[hoshiwhore]

feisty

pairing: ryujin x fem!reader

genre: smut

you lick your lips as you spread your legs wider, exposing your sopping cunt to roommate!ryujin.

"and you said you weren't into girls, look at you now." a slap lands on your core and you gasp, desperately bucking your hips against her palm, strings of 'please' and 'wanna cum' leaving your lips.

"so feisty," she chuckles and lands a slap on your inner thigh this time. holding your thighs wider, she lowers down to face your pussy and spreads your swollen lips. she spits on your pulsating bud, rubbing it in slow circles after, "i'll make you cum so many times you'll forget all about that little boyfriend of yours."

[yoursweetyinnie]

BOYSHIT (5) — ryujin & yeji

PAIRING — ryujin x fem!reader, yeji x fem!reader

CW — physical fight, toxic relationship

NOTE — because @kangshxrtie wanted this so here you go pookie <3

part l. part ll. part lll. part lV.

“if you’re cheating on me, just say so, ryujin!” you shout as your girlfriend was pacing back and forth getting angrier by the minute.

you reluctantly agreed to talk to ryujin tonight, especially since you and her haven’t been talking at all for a few days.

thinking that this would be a calm and civil fight, you were wrong.

“why do you always assume that i’m cheating on you? are you that insecure?” ryujin rolls her eyes.

throwing your hands up in the air frustrated, you yell, “what i’m pointing out is the truth! you act like you’re so innocent in all of this when i know you’ve been spending all of your time with karina! and don’t fucking lie to me! i’ve seen the messages on your phone!”

ryujin looks up, “why the fuck are you going through my phone? i don’t go through your shit! you might be hiding messages between you and yeji, and i bet you are! probably fucking, too.”

you shake your head in disbelief, “you’re so fucking ridiculous, ryujin! yeji and i are just friends.”

“but karina and i are different?”

“i’ve seen you both together in person before, ryujin. she’s so touchy with you and you just let it happen as if i’m not right in front of you! what the fuck do you call that? but you’re trying to turn this around on me?”

“you’re such a goddamn paranoid, bitch.” she spits causing you to stand silence in your tracks.

“I’M the bitch? am i the one having another relationship while actively having another one?” you say with anger boiling in your veins, your throat sore from screaming.

“you’re too fucking clingy, y/n. the world doesn’t fucking revolve around your ass, and god forbid i have fucking friends because you’ll always think i’m fucking them on the low. you’re such an insecure and pathetic person and you wonder why i don’t like to be around you, anyways. i can’t stand you.”

ryujin’s words broke your heart, but not as much as it made you see red.

“you know what? if that’s what you think about me, then i’m done! we’re breaking up ryujin! i’m sick of this.” you retort.

now it’s ryujin seeing red.

those words hit her like a train.

in her twisted mind, she wasn’t expecting you to say these things. she was always in the right, in her mind.

seeing you texting your phone, about to leave the room, ryujin quickly stomped over and tried snatching your phone from your hand.

“hey! what the fuck are you doing?” you push ryujin back only to feel her slap you across the face.

you gasped.

“you’re not fucking leaving. you think you can just end this?” she says in a threatening tone.

[melanchoire]

ryujin punishing reader for being a brat PLEASEEEEEE

cw: degradation?? idk ryu is a mf

OKAY i know ryujin would hate you giving her attitude and acting like a complete brat trying to test her patience. she loves fucking the attitude out of you, treat you like shit and insult you or talk dirty to you to the point of making you cry, but what if i said she would love to sit on the couch or bed doing nothing, watching you fuck yourself on her strap?

her point is to show that no one, not even yourself, can please you better than she can. sooo what better than to make fun of you and your pathetic attempts to calm the heat emanating from your core. she wants you to feel ashamed of yourself??

you would try to grab her hands and place them on your hips so that she at least guides your movements, but she beats you to it and crosses her arms behind her head, pretending to stretch her legs only to surreptitiously give a subtle upward thrust to bury her strap deeper inside you

“why are you so quiet now? you were so bold all day… where did that confidence go?”

and again you would try to touch her, only this time, you try to put your hands on her shoulders to use them as support to move her hips, but ryujin suddenly takes your hand away with a slap on your hand, giving you a warning even if she isn't saying it in words

“having problems up there? well, that's a shame, but i can't help you. next time you should think twice before acting like a brat all day and testing my patience.”

but we all know that ryujin's willpower is weak and she ends up fucking you on the couch, pushing your head into the pillows while holding your hips up with a rough grip of her hand, her hips slamming roughly against your ass and fucking you in a way that doesn’t even allow you to utter incoherent words 😵‍����

[nr1chaedickrider]

"you're taking it so well for me, baby."

she emphasizes the petname in a teasing tone, praising you as you grip her shoulder, your nails digging into her skin.

the burning sensation your nails leave on her skin turns ryujin on even more.

the back of her head hits the wall as she looks up to you.

"you look so pretty for me"

"on my lap like such a pretty girl"

you let out another moan, getting used to the stretch as you finally start moving.

"mhm fuck-" you moan out, not being able to keep eye contact with her as you throw your head back.

it all started with a simple photo yuna posted.

which turned into a steamy make out on the couch.

and now you're riding her strap.

she still has her jeans on, the black adidas sports bra fits tightly on her chest.

"look at me my love" she whispers, placing soft kisses on your neck.

you move your head to her command, looking at her.

she starts grinning, her hands on your waist.

"god you're so pretty"

"kinda wish i could show you off to everyone."

she thrusts her hip up, making you scream a little.

"fuck ryu- im gonna-"

"gonna cum for me my love? come on, do it. wanna see you finish all over me."

you keep riding her, nails still scratching her, for a moment you even think you saw some blood.

you lean forward and kiss her, moaning into her mouth as you cum all over her.

"maybe we should finally take this to the bedroom, hm?" she whispers.

[dahyuqiz]

itzy masterlist

DISCLAIMER: i am a minor who may write smut; if that makes you uncomfortable, do not interact.

also putting it out there that i don’t use y/n anymore or i try not to i just give the reader any name, i try to do unisex ones for my non binary/genderfluid folks :)

fluff: ❀ || angst: ☽ || smut: ✵ ||

# — 𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐓𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐒

# — 𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐓𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

HWANG YEJI

n/a

CHOI LIA

n/a

SHIN RYUJIN

n/a

LEE CHAERYEONG

n/a

SHIN YUNA

n/a

[everyonewooeverywhere]

pairing ✭ soft dom!ryujin x afab!reader

content/genre ✭ smut

word count ✭ 0.5k

warnings/content ✭ smut, oral sex, mommy kink, nicknames (princess, good girl)

MDNI 18+ BLOG -> ageless blogs and minors WILL BE BLOCKED

a little gasp died in your throat when she pulled your panties aside. she looked up at you with a smug look in her eyes, “god, you’re already this wet? i’ve only kissed you, princess.”

a shiver runs up your spine when she grazes her middle finger over your clit. you have to restrain yourself from grabbing her hand and forcefully fucking yourself on her it. your only self control coming from knowing that she would leave you alone here whimpering and crying if you tried to take control.

after all, ryujin had made it very clear that she didn’t tolerate brats. but you were a good girl. so there wasn’t any worry there.

but you certainly knew how to beg. your back arched off the bed when her tongue softly grazed your clit. the wetness of her mouth driving you insane despite the scarceness of her actions. she could never help being a tease. especially when you reacted so well to it. moaning like her own personal little pornstar.

and she chuckled as she sunk her middle and pointer fingers into you. letting your wetness soak her skin. she wrapped her lips around your clit. watching how you threw your head back when she sucked on it. she couldn't help but reach her hand for yours. tangling your fingers together against your stomach.

she continued to fuck you on her fingers. pumping them in and out. letting herself feel just how wet you continued to get. your juices making a mess all over her lips and chin.

when you heal started digging into her back, she knew you were close. your pretty, breathless moans turning into incoherent babbles of, "jinnie" and "m' close."

and that only fueled her further. letting your free hand tangle in her hair while she went down on you and pushed you to your edge. her pretty princess getting so close to cumming. ryujin's mouth left your clit, but her fingers only increased their pace. she pressed her cheek into your thigh.

"yeah? you close, princess?" and you just nodded with your eyes screwed shut. "well, what do you say? be a good girl for me."

a long whine left your mouth, "please let me cum. oh mommy please! i've been so good."

"okay, pretty. cum for me..." she kissed your trembling thigh. keeping her fingers inside you so that she could feel you tighten when you came, "ohhh good job~" she smiled up at you, knowing you could barely form a thought.

she couldn't help but lick at your sensitive clip, chuckling when you jolted at the contact. she crawled back on top of you so she could get a good look at the post-orgasm daze in your eyes, kissing the top of your forehead and running a thumb over your cheek, "my favorite princess...let's see how many ways i can make you cum."

[urno1luv]

need more ryuxnatty she drives me crazy 😞 I love how they just .. do as they please withh reader

popular girl natty × jock ryujin × helpless reader

pt 1

cw: dubcon, fingering, choking

natty, the rich, popular girl everyone hates but wants to be friends with — always perfectly dressed, and always in everyone's business. the type to ace every class without trying and still have time to party every weekend🙂‍↕️

ryujin, the effortlessly hot athlete — always in sweatpants, hair messy, with a cocky smirk like she knows exactly how good she looks. the reason half the campus shows up to the soccer games, but she only cares about whether you and natty are watching.

they both have completely different energies, but somehow you ended up right between them — natty spoiling you rotten while ryujin manhandles you like her personal stress relief🤞

natty will buy you expensive lingerie just to see you blush when she makes you try it on in front of her. "doesn't she look so pretty, ryu?" she coos, running her fingers along the lace. ryujin just smirks, leaning back on the bed with her hands behind her head. "yeah… but I think she'd look better if I took it off."

ofc you'd try to stop them, but it's useless bc there's a hand over your mouth and their fingers in your cunt :((

they love showing you off — natty parading you around at parties like her little doll, while ryujin wraps a protective arm around your waist, making sure everyone knows you're off limits☝️

they spoil you together — natty pays for your nails, your clothes, your little iced coffees… and ryujin buys you snacks and lets you ride around campus on her motorbike like you're her pretty little passenger princess!!

they never let you forget you're theirs — natty with her soft, sugary voice whispering, "our pretty girl…" while ryujin's hands grip your hips, holding you exactly where she wants you.

natty likes to drag it out — kissing every inch of your body, brushing her fingers over your skin until you're squirming, only to giggle and pull away.

"patience, sweetheart… good girls wait, don't they?"

ryujin is the one who loses control first — all sharp teeth against your neck, rough hands pinning you down. She loves making you cry for it.

"you can take more, baby… can't you?"

when you're all done and completely ruined, natty's the one who cleans you up — soft kisses on your forehead, gentle hands wiping away the mess they made of you. meanwhile, ryujin just silently watches, already planning how she's going to wreck you again once you've caught your breath

[wonysugar]

hiii!! could i request fwb switch!ryujin x reader? it's completely fine if you're not comfy to dw!!

hickeys | shin ryujin

synopsis : it was a secret nobody could know, and you would’ve liked to keep it that way, however, ryujin leaving marks everywhere on your body truly did not make that easy.

pairing : gp!ryujin x fem!reader

genre : friends with benefits, smut!

tags : like one page of texting, g!p wbk, quickie, forbidden ig??, she’s your older brother’s best friend we all know she is not supposed to be fucking you, bathroom sex, nipple play, making out ofc, fingering, clit play, ryujin is strong so manhandling kind of, daddy kink, lots of dirty talk, jock ryujin, mirror sex(?), almost caught, that funky stuff, switchy activities

warning : none!

word count : 2.5k

your older brother occasionally having ryujin over wasn’t at all a bad thing, quite the opposite, actually, considering you both were incredibly close to her growing up.

she was incredibly chill, always dressed well, was super close with your brother, was fairly muscular, attracted everyone just by being in close proximity to them and was also like, 5 years older than you. so naturally, you took a huge liking to her. you admired her a lot when you were younger, she seemed so perfect. you didn’t quite know if you wanted her or if you wanted to be her.

things took a turn, though, and that quickly clarified things for you.

13 year old y/n definitely wouldn’t believe that 20 year old y/n was having sex on the lay-low with ryujin basically every week if you told her. who would’ve thought!

it always happened randomly, too. one would get inexplicably horny, the other would have to help them out, and it was a repeated cycle every time she came over. an unwritten agreement, if you will. sometimes, you’d even sneak into her house late at night because she’d randomly call you on the phone, telling you all about how she was jacking off thinking about you. in summary, you guys would fuck frequently.

very frequently.

today wasn’t any different!

the three of you were sitting on the sofa, watching a god-awful horror movie that made you wanna poke your eyes out each time a character did something insanely stupid, which was quite often, by the way. you clearly weren’t interested in the film whatsoever, so it’s not like ryujin standing up to go to the bathroom went unnoticed. she threw you a sly glance before casually walking to the restroom.

you already knew what she was doing, she’s done it many times before, and she’ll definitely keep doing it. you decided to wait it out though, immediately giving her what she wants takes away all the fun.

upon reading the message, you rolled your eyes, wearing a smirk, then quickly peeked over your shoulder, trying to see if your brother was awake. 

oh he was knocked out.

you internally celebrated as you saw him laying there with his eyes closed, peacefully resting as he quietly snored. you waited it out for a couple of minutes, making ryujin lose her patience has always been amusing to you, so, it was a natural reaction. getting up slowly, trying your hardest not to make any sort of noise, you then make your way to the washroom. 

upon opening the door and entering, you were immediately greeted by a pair of hungry lips being pressed onto yours, which happened for quite a bit. you could tell how worked up she was getting over a simple kiss. she smirked against you, and you quickly felt one of her hands cupping your ass while hearing the other seemingly locking the bathroom door, just in case your brother did wake up. 

once she was assured that the door was locked, she quickly gravitated her mouth lower on your body, from your lips to your jaw, down to your neck and, later on, your chest. her own body rubbing itself on yours, you felt how desperate she was for you, how badly she wanted you.

you even felt it from the not-so-subtly boner gently poking at your upper thigh.

“fuck baby i’ve missed you so much–” she told you in between kisses, embracing your body as if she hadn’t fucked the ever living shit out of you like- not even 4 days ago. you pulled away, scoffing,

“mmh- you just cannot live without getting your dick sucked, can you?”

instead of replying, she simply took your hand and lightly placed it on her crotch, breathing out of relief from the slight contact before pulling you back in, her lips getting hungrier by the second for you. you could finally properly feel how hard she was, and it was… ego flattering, really. i mean, who would’ve thought that shin ryujin, a jock who played basically every girl who breathed in her direction, would be this needy? for you, might i add.

i mean, really, she had girls sobbing over her, begging her to take them back. she ruined their lives, basically. she had the tendency to love-bomb the fuck out of her talking stages, sometimes even lasting months on end. then once they got attached, she’d ghost them out of nowhere and move onto the next.

ryujin wasn’t a marriage kind of girl, hell, she wasn’t a dating kind of girl either.

it was incredibly fortunate that you weren’t, either.

you gently rubbed your hand on her boner through the fabric of her jeans, hearing the noises coming out of her was like fuel to you, by this point, you wanted to hear more.

and despite yourself, you were getting impatient.

you unzipped the bracket of her jeans and pulled them down in a swift motion, her clothed cock bouncing up, hitting your lower stomach. you kept palming it as you kissed her, taking in every sound she let out whilst you rubbed the tip of her dick through the fabric of her underwear. feeling her twitch against your hand, you finally got down on your knees, your eye level exactly where it needed to be.

“so desperate for me, hm? i barely even did anything, and you’re already squirming.” you teased, looking up at her wearing the same smirk she had when she was headed for the bathroom in the first place.

“come on y/n, don’t play around like this—”

“you’re gonna have to talk to me in a nicer tone if you want something to be done about your situation, ryujin. just to remind you, you brought me here, at least ask nicely.” you told her sternly, earning a small, pathetic whine from her.

“pleasee..” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

“please what?”

she whined more, before muttering, “pleaseee suck me off..”

you grinned, the sounds of her begs amusing you greatly as you watched her shudder due to the hot breath she felt on her dick. not wanting to tease her any longer, you simply took all of it in your mouth in one go. ryujin had to cover her mouth immediately after, afraid of being too loud. however, you were making it impossible to stay quiet. 

she whimpered against her own hand, trying her hardest not to be moaning out your name like she usually would. she watched you bob your head up and down her girthy shaft as you glanced up at her occasionally with the most lustful eyes she’d ever seen. the fact that she had to be quiet, the feeling of having her cock deep inside of your warm and wet mouth, the way you pushed your hair back when it got in the way; all of it made her twitch uncontrollably.

while you blew her, she couldn’t help but ponder about what she wanted to do to you, you made it so complicated for her. she would usually just fuck girls normally then move on, but with you? she wanted to use you in the most dehumanizing ways possible, then once she was done, she’d wanna get used by you and be treated like a little bitch in heat. 

you just made her feel and think things she didn’t even know she could. no seriously, who would’ve thought that ms. shin ryujin would enjoy being dominated every once in a while? 

you did, apparently. hence why you’re in the situation you’re in right now.

and she truly didn’t want to admit it, but you were the best fuck she’s ever had. 

she’d been breathing heavier up until now, you knew she wanted to cum, she was getting closer to the edge and it showed.

you pulled your mouth away from her dick, panting heavily from the lack of air in your lungs as you tried to catch your breath. you still gave her throbbing cock attention by rubbing the tip with your thumb, you rightfully assumed that she probably would’ve died without it, “how badly do you want to fuck me right now?” you asked before spitting in your hand and using it to keep stroking her rock hard boner.

she looked down at you, running her hand through her soft short hair as she leaned against the bathroom counter, attempting to keep her loud whines contained, “sosososo bad–” was all she managed to get out before she had to cover her mouth.

cute, you thought.

watching her lose herself under your touch, whether it be minimal or not, you couldn’t help but giggle. she always went crazy for you, and you would be stupid not to notice her efforts at pleasing you.

she’d been so good for you up until now, and you felt like she could have her oh-so-deserved reward of finally being able to cum. 

you look up at her and quickly shove her dick back into your mouth, bobbing your head up and down in swift movements as she tried her hardest not to scream out your name, she could feel your tongue tracing down the length of her shaft.

“f-fuck y/n baby i’m cumming fuckfuck—“

it didn’t take long before you felt her cock throbbing, feeling it shoot out a huge load of its thick and warm juices fill up your throat as she grunted. you immediately swallowed every last drop.

what can you say? muscle memory always does its job.

still coming down from her high, she quickly pulled you back up to face her and hungrily put her lips in contact with yours, licking at them, asking for entrance. her hands roaming everywhere around your body and 

soon enough, the tables turned and it was now her turn to let her tongue work wonders on yours as you felt like every nerve of your body reacted to the sensation. before you knew it, she was already pinning you to the counter, your back to her as her hands reached around your waist eagerly to pull down your piece of clothing. she kissed on the back of your neck and left her marks, and you knew she was smirking about it, too,

‘cause you felt it against your skin.

“you’ve had your fun, you’re gonna let daddy use that pretty cunt of yours now, right? that’s what i originally called you in here for, after all.” she whispered into your ear as she slowly slid her hand into your panties, middle finger gently caressing your swollen clit. she could tell you were ready for her, and it turned her on even more.

her dick, once again, gave it away.

and it hasn’t even been that long since she came.

sliding your panties halfway down to your knees, she didn’t waste any more time and carefully settled the tip of her cock under your dripping pussy, rubbing it against your wet folds. you slightly whined at the feeling whilst she breathed hot air against your skin. you needed to feel her inside you, your walls were literally clenching around nothing, and you couldn’t wait any longer.

“just put it in ryujin—“ you quietly pleaded,

“what was that? sorry, i don’t think i heard you properly.” she mocked, stopping her grinding movements altogether, 

which earned a small whine from you, “fuck daddy pleasee just—“ you exhaled upon feeling her hand grope your breast, then quickly added, “i need you inside me, please..”

she chuckled, satisfied with your answer, “good girl.”

immediately, she pushed you back onto the counter and slid her dick inside of you as she breathlessly groaned. you, on the other hand, were already arching your back and holding back moans. she started by slowly thrusting into you, before getting impatient and simply just pounding into you with full force. 

her cock was hitting places you genuinely didn’t even know she could hit, all you did know was that it felt heavenly. every hit of the tip pressed against the end of your cervix made you feel like you were gonna pass out. 

basically, the dick was good, it was so good that you had to be physically silenced to prevent your brother from potentially waking up and hearing the both of you go at it in the bathroom.

ryujin was the one that had to cover your mouth. not only did she cover your mouth, but she also pulled on your hair when you were being too loud (which kinda made you even more loud, but that’s beside the point). in a normal situation, she’d thrive on hearing you scream out her name and be this noisy for her, but with your brother in the other room? she couldn’t exactly afford to hear that, unfortunately.

pulling your hair back and making you face yourself in the mirror, she asked, “look at you, so slutty for my dick, so pretty, too.. don’t you think?”

and she was not wrong, your hair was a mess from her constantly grabbing it, your makeup was running all over your cheeks from the tears you’ve been shedding at the pleasure, your hooded eyes all red and swollen, your marked up neck, it was all so… filthy? you looked so filthy.

god you looked so hot like this.

you could only nod in agreement as you kept moaning into her palm, feeling her dick slide in and out of your wet pussy repeatedly, you were so close to climax that you could pass out—

the sounds of knocking on the door made the both of you flinch.

“y/n, i gotta use the restroom, are you almost done? i just woke up and i think ryujin left..? she isn’t here anymore and she hasn’t been answering my texts so i don't even think she’s home yet.” is what was heard from the other side of the door. 

what now??

you obviously wanted to respond to your brother but it’s not like ryujin even gave you the chance to, she just kept mercilessly pounding into you as he rambled and rambled. that is, until she pulled her hand away from your mouth.

was she actually expecting you to respond like this?? you looked at her through the mirror and saw her smirking at you with lust-filled eyes.

well shit!

you’d scold her later, now you just desperately had to think of a way to not sound like you’re getting fucked senseless. closing your eyes and mustering up all of the willpower to answer without your voice shaking uncontrollably, “y-yeah i’m almost done just give me a second i’m coming—“ was what you said.

and then your orgasm hit you like a truck when ryujin grabbed your waist and came into you.

quickly covering your mouth to muffle any sort of sound that escaped it, your eyes rolling back as you heard your brother mutter a quick “alrightt” before seemingly walking away from the door, not suspecting a thing.

thank god.

she slid out of you, the rhythm of her breath matching yours as you both tried to catch it.

god how lovely, you were leaking, you had hickeys every-fucking-where and now you had to think of a way to make ryujin flee the house without making it seem like she was in the bathroom with you.

this was gonna be tough to go about, especially with a fucked-out mind such as yours at that moment.

[hwangyeddeongie]

ahhh that was such a cute yeji fic 😭 is it alright if can do a ryu version pls?

-jsj

thank you! your wish is my command ✨

ryujin x fem!reader

dodging my girlfriend’s kisses prank

yeji ver

You have never pranked your girlfriend before. If anything, she’s always the one pranking you.

Ryujin is a tease, and there’s nothing she takes more pleasure in than annoying you to no end. You decide that you’ve had enough, and that she deserves some payback for all the times she’s poked fun at you.

You see a prank trending where people dodge their partners kisses, and you think it’s enough to at least garner a reaction from Ryujin, without being too extreme.

On the day you decide to act, Ryujin is working. You wait all day for her to come home from her company, and when she does, she looks so tired that you almost back out of the prank.

“Hi, baby,” you say as she walks through the door, but you don’t stand up to greet her like you usually do.

“Hey,” she sounds a little cautious, like she knows something is off, but not exactly what. “How was your day?”

“Mmh, fine. Yours?”

“It was okay. Yeji was a little stressed today, she ran us like the military.”

You laugh, and make your way to the kitchen.

“You hungry? I have some leftover jjajangmyeon in the fridge.”

“Sure.” She goes in to kiss you, and you swerve, playing it off as leaning down to look inside the fridge.

You hold back a laugh as she lets out a disgruntled noise, and take out the container of noodles, placing it on the counter.

You feel her press up against you, pinning you against the counter, her lips at the back of your neck. You shiver and try to scooch away, but she flips you over so you’re facing her. She seems more confused than anything, though you see the beginnings of annoyance in her eyes.

She tries to kiss you again, but you turn your head so that her lips land on your jaw instead. She frowns deeply this time.

“What’s the matter?” She asks, brows furrowed.

“Nothing,” you brush off nonchalantly.

“It’s not nothing. Did something happen?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

You manage to wrestle out of her grip and grab the container of noodles to place them in the microwave. As soon as you stand back up, she grabs you by the waist and kisses you, but you pull away almost immediately. Not that you wanted to, of course. Your resolve almost disappeared the moment her lips touched yours.

“Y/n,” she starts, now visibly upset. “What are you doing?”

“I’m not doing anything,” you insist, though you start to hesitate, and it shows in the tone of your voice.

She gives you a look, one you know too well. It’s the “you better explain yourself before I really get angry” look.

“Just—if I made you upset or something, talk to me? Please? Don’t do…whatever it is you’re doing right now.”

You deflate, unable to keep up appearances in front of your girlfriend.

“I’m sorry, baby,” you give in. “It was just a silly prank I saw online. I’m fine.”

Her eyes narrow.

“You think this is funny, do you?”

You blink.

“No, no, I just wanted to prank you. I’m sorry, honey.”

She softens a little.

“Hmph. Fine.”

Without warning, she grabs you by the collar and pulls you into a deep kiss. This time, you don’t evade it or fight it, instead you sigh and tangle a hand in her hair.

When she pulls away, there’s a glint of mirth in her eyes, coupled with a fire that makes your heart skip a beat.

“Don’t ever do that again. Understand?”

You nod quickly, already leaning in for another kiss.

“Yes, ma’am.”

She huffs a laugh against your lips before kissing you again. And again. And again. The jajangmyeon has gone cold, but neither of you care, too caught up in each other.

[yunjinpwr]

Actually, I like girls... | Unfortunaly yes

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[writers-ex]

HBD RYUJIN 🎂

smol bday drabble enjoy :3

looking up at your girlfriend you sigh and roll your eyes as she gives you her infamous pout.

“babe i-“

“no.”

“but-“

“no.”

“b-“

“ryujin for the eighth time i will not be renting a bounce house for you when we live in an apartment complex???”

she pouts and folds her arms clearly upset by your words. trying to think of how to redeem the situation ryujin taps her cheek leaning closer to you.

“kiss me, i’m the birthday girl.” cheeks red you look at your girlfriend who is still tapping her cheek. “if i can’t get a bounce house then i want a kiss from you.”

“you’re so cute.” mumbling to yourself you lean in and give ryujin the longest wettest kiss ever making her giggle and groan. “happy birthday baby. i can’t wait to spend the next thirty with you~”

“thirty??” wrapping her arms around your waist ryujin pulls you closer and leans her forehead against yours. “babe we’re spending eternity together you’re going to have plenty of time to make up for not getting me a bounce house~”

“ryujin.”

[ryulvrs]

your take on some soft dom g!p ryu pleaase! preferably with praise if that's okay, but if it leads to something rougher, thats your choice, the floor is yours 🫶

- jsj

two at a time (shin ryujin, smut)

summary: ryujin fucks you from the back

warnings: dom!gp!ryujin x f!reader, toys, porn w/o plot, blowjobs, doggystyle, praise, spanking

word count: 1k

a/n: briefly proofread im sorry!! i needed to post !! 🫶 also !! first anon hii!

“hi pretty girl,” she smiles looking into your eyes. all you could do was giggle, as your stomach was tied up. she notices, and rubs her fingertips on your waist area. “so nervous,” she says.

she raises her hand to cup your face and she gently moves her thumb on your cheek. “do you want to feel good, y/n?”

“yes,” you stutter.

“yes…?” she trails off.

“yes.” her lips curl at the end, allowing her to smirk at you. she moves her hand off your cheek and down to your body, placing you onto the bed.

“just be easy for me, k?” she does that thing where her head is still tilted down a bit, but her eyes are locked with yours, and her tongue is being bit down by her teeth.

she roams your body again, so every inch of you knows the feeling of her hands. her pointer finger tugs at the stitching of your pants, hinting that she wants you to strip.

you do as she clues, and she follows right as you do leaving you both naked quickly. her dick is standing up, as expected.

you’ve been teasing each other all day and you know how hard she gets from the smallest bits of flirting.

she removes her concentration from you, and you watch as she walks to your dresser where she pulls open the drawer, revealing a dildo hidden under some clothes. “just to prep, you know?” she winks. “it’ll be slow, don’t worry baby.”

she draws the toy closer to your clit, which is practically crying for the touch of anything, even if it isn’t her dick.

the tip of it rubs on the lips of pussy, as she turns it on one notch to its gentlest setting. “you can take this, yeah?” she says as she pulls your face up. you nod and whimper a yes for her.

“good girl.” she lays herself down next to you, and moves it softly in and out of your glistening, liquid covered pussy.

you’re normally pretty quiet, its a mix of being shy and just needing a lot to satisfy you. “more?” you try and nod to signal a yes, but she holds onto your chin and says, “words, y/n.”

“yes please,” you beg, purposely trying to clench onto the dildo out of desperation. click, click. you hear her turn it up two notches so it feels more pleasurable but not too quick.

“like that?” she says, yearning to make you feel good.

“yes baby,” you groan, followed by more light moans from the pleasure.

“see, not too hard to use your words,” she smirks, “i’m sure your mouth can be good in other ways, yeah?” she asks, moving her right leg to place herself on top of you.

she moves to a spot where she’d be comfortable laying her dick in your mouth but also being able to shove the dildo far enough in you that you could hold it for her.

she grips her long, girthy length, slapping it on your glossy lips. “such a pretty girl,” she looks straight down at you. hearing such praise only makes you whine louder, with her cock just rubbing against your face.

you wrap your hands around it, moving gently up and down before taking the tip into your mouth. it was pretty and pink, just like the color of her blush covering her face.

“push it as far as you want, baby, i’ll take it,” you groan, with your eyes fluttering at her.

“needy girl,” she whispers with her intense smirk covering her whole face. she pushes it in, and your tongue holds it like its one of a kind.

in and out, your mouth sucks on her full dick. you watch as her head throws itself back, she’s already leaking in you.

her cock felt so good in your mouth you couldn’t even think about the dildo pulsating inside you. “need some more?” she sees this neediness and pulls out of you.

she grabs your hips and flips you over, spanking your ass once to let you know what she wanted. she flicks at the dildo again, making it go up several notches licking your vagina.

“both?” she asks cautiously.

“i can take both,” you respond with confidence.

“so cute,” she takes a moment to just giggle and smile at you before pushing into your ass. “oh- fuck, you’re as tight as ever,” she groans.

you can’t control any sounds you make anymore. she knows this, and she picks up her pace to match the dildo’s.

hands grasping on your ass, slapping it every few seconds leaving a sweet yet stinging sensation. “taking me so well,” she moans, plunging once more.

as the pleasure builds up within you, your hole grips onto involuntarily. the feeling is overwhelming, yet you can’t help but love it as you feel your climax coming.

“im gonna cum in your ass, is that okay baby?” she grips your hair to hear a response from you.

“yes,” you mutter, choking back air. you feel a surge coursing through your entire body, and your body responds by tensing up and releasing onto the bedsheets and squirting around the dildo.

ecstasy fills the room, going from your body into hers. ryujin gets more urgent with her hip thrusts. pushing at a desperate pace like she wants to get every last second of your hole.

she slaps your ass once more, before her hot cum fills you up. she gasps and moans in pleasure with her hands tightened on your ass.

“fuck, you did so well.” she pulls her cock out of you with her hand gripped on it. she makes sure to take the vibrating dildo out of you as well. panting, exhausted from making love to eachother.

“you okay?” you turn to her and ask.

“yup, are you, y/n?” you smile and nod, planting a kiss on her cheek. you hug her tightly, naked bodies in love with each other.

[melanchoire]

I just read your “killer” story with yujin and Karina and omg you’re an amazing writer; the detail and descriptive sting you use makes it so much more immersive!(which I love). I was wondering if I could resist a Ryujin x yeji x reader nsfw fic?

BEHIND THE CAMERA, BESIDE THEM ──── hwang yeji & shin ryujin

── ( 💜 ) from debut until now, the fans have adored your unbreakable connection with yeji and ryujin — little do they know, the true chemistry burns brightest when the cameras are off, and the line between platonic friendship and something intoxicatingly taboo begins to blur with every lingering touch and unspoken desire.

pairing. soft dom!yeji x sub!6th member!fem reader x mean dom!ryujin

warning(s). bitting, cunnilingus, degradation, fingering, making out, pet names, spanking, use of strap—on (and refer to it as a dick like once or twice).

word count. 7,0k

author's note. this took SO LONG but it’s finally here 🙌🏻

the weight of the stage lights always felt heavier than they were, the heat radiating down onto your skin as you took your place. years of training, grueling schedules, and the endless push for perfection had led you here, to the gleaming spotlight of your dream. you were finally part of itzy, a name that echoed with power and precision, a group of six distinct individuals bound together by a shared ambition. and yet, even amidst the rush of adrenaline and the cacophony of cheers, a current of uneasiness would sometimes simmer beneath the surface.

before debut, the connections were different. you’d known the other girls as trainees, shared countless hours in the practice room, but outside those walls, your lives had diverged. you existed in a parallel world outside the company. studies, a part–time job to help your family, those things claimed you when you weren’t under the fluorescent lights of the practice rooms.

you knew the others, yes, but true closeness had been a gradual bloom. it was strange how you gravitated towards yeji and ryujin. yeji, the ever–composed leader, and ryujin, with her effortless cool, were magnets in their own right. you, caught in their orbit, discovered a peculiar resonance. you were the same age as ryujin, and maybe that's why you got along better, but the thing you had with yeji was different. lia and chaeryeong, despite being the same age as yeji and ryujin, respectively, seemed to have their own established dynamic, one that didn’t quite include you.

initially, it hadn’t been romantic at all. you’d just clicked, your conversations flowing easily, a shared understanding forming with each passing day. while you enjoyed the company of all your members, the connection with the other two felt like a shared language, a comfort in the intensity of your demanding schedules. but the fans noticed, and they were very, very good at turning everything into a ship. at first, the pairing of yeji and ryujin seemed normal, the dynamic of the charismatic leader and the playful one playing out naturally on screen. but then, you were pulled into their orbit.

it started small, casual touches, a hand lingering a moment too long on your arm, an extra squeeze during a group hug. soon, it escalated. it was in the moments where you were all on stage, the girls being touchy with you, and you tried to focus on your performance, but the warmth of their skin next to yours kept distracting you.

and that’s how things started to blur, how the fans began to weave stories around the three of you. the others had their established pairings, lia and yuna, and chaeryeong with anyone she decided to joke with. but the dynamic with you, yeji, and ryujin had another flavor. when the fandom’s “two main characters” started to include you in their interactions, your ship quickly became a love triangle. a particularly dramatic one.

the studio choom set was a stark white canvas, the neon purple lights casting long, dramatic shadows. the air crackled with the energy of their performance, a showcase of fierce precision and undeniable chemistry that left you breathless. yeji and ryujin looked like visions, their dark makeup accentuating their sharp features, the black eyeliner and dark lipstick giving them an almost dangerous allure. the grey–blue tank top and pants on yeji clung to her lean frame, while ryujin’s military green outfit mirrored the same edgy aesthetic. even their hair, straight and with blunt bangs, had the same sinister and powerful vibe. the air crackled with their combined energy, the kind that made your stomach flip even if you weren’t the one performing. the staff milled around, capturing the behind–the–scenes moments, the casual banter, the stolen glances.

you watched, a quiet observer, as they posed for photos. their lean figures outlined by the vivid light. the camera zoomed in, capturing their raw, untamed aura. you felt a slight pang of jealousy, a feeling you were trying to understand. then, suddenly, they turned, their eyes locking onto you.

“come here.” ryujin had said, the command half–teasing, half–serious. before you could react, they were flanking you. suddenly, you were the center of their attention, the cool steel of their gazes pressing in on you. you were pulled between them, ryujin’s arm snaking around your waist and yeji’s hand settling heavily on your shoulder.

“like this.” yeji murmured, her voice low. you felt the heat of her body pressed against yours, the ghost of her fingers grazing your shoulder. ryujin’s hand squeezed your arm, a subtle possessiveness that made the hair on the back of your neck tingle. the cameras clicked, capturing the tableau of light and shadow, the intensity of the three of you. it was like being caught between two forces, a dynamic you weren’t entirely sure how to understand. the fans did, of course. they were quick to interpret the images, calling yeji and ryujin your “devil twins”, with you in the middle, like a prized possession.

the red carpet of the awards ceremony was another battlefield. the photographers’ flashes were relentless, a sea of light that highlighted every detail of your carefully curated outfits. lia, chaeryeong, and yuna had created a moment for the cameras, their playful half–hearts a display of their affection. you remember feeling a pang of fondness as you watched them, their laughter a light melody in the chaos. then, yeji and ryujin entered the fray.

then, you felt the familiar tug on your arm, breaking your gaze. you turned to find yeji, her eyes alight with mischief. she moved smoothly, her arm looping around your shoulders from behind, her other hand reaching across your chest to meet the other on your shoulder. her touch was warm, possessive, her fingers brushing against your neck sending a shiver down your spine — at the same time, ryujin mirrored her actions, her arm low on your waist, hands settling on your hips, her fingers pressing into your side. the sudden contact made you catch your breath. and you didn’t know what to do, if you should move away, laugh about it, play along, or keep staring blankly at the camera.

before you could even process their actions, they were both pressing closer, surrounding you in a cage of their affection. you could feel the heat radiating from them, their gazes intense on your face. both girls were like predators marking their territory, each touch a bold statement. you felt caught in the middle, your arms hanging uselessly at your sides, your expression a mixture of confusion and bemusement.

the cameras continued to gleam. you could see the surprised looks from some of the cameramen and paparazzi, but they had gotten used to you and your group’s antics. but you, you felt trapped, almost suffocated by the sudden intimacy. you were always the one to take the back seat, letting others have their time and space, so this was a new experience for you.

you could smell their perfumes, a fragrant mix of floral and musk, and you felt lightheaded. it was a whirlwind of flashing lights, soft touches, and a dizzying sense of being watched. the contrast between your stunned silence and their bold affection was the perfect fodder for fan speculation, the love triangle becoming a headline.

the next thing you knew, yeji and ryujin were turning their heads slightly, puckering their lips towards your cheeks. you could feel the soft touch of their lips against your skin, the briefest of kisses that set your heart racing. your hands moved without you wanting to, rising to your chest, unsure of whether to push them away or just… let it happen. your face, no doubt, was a mirror of your internal turmoil, a mix of confusion and something akin to exhilaration. how could you have gotten here? how had you and your friends gotten to the point where you were the center of a love triangle? you knew their actions were meant to excite the fans, to start new rumors, but was it really like that? or were they playing a game that you weren’t aware of?

the fans were ecstatic by the pictures. they were quick to comment on the interactions, calling you out for being oblivious to the situation, but they didn’t know that you were trying to figure it all out. you were never one for romantic relationships, you never had time for them between school, work and now training to be an idol. snd now, you had these two girls, full of chaos and affection for you, and you didn’t know what to do.

after the event, when you got back to the dorms, you found yeji and ryujin already on the couch, waiting for you. yeji patted the space next to her, while ryujin just looked at you, with those familiar eyes you couldn’t place, the ones that gave you chills and made your heart race.

“you did good out there. you looked pretty on the red carpet. also, you performed amazing on stage, leather suits you well.” yeji said, her voice soft, contrasting with the playfulness she had shown earlier. ryujin hummed in agreement, her gaze never leaving your face.

“you were really cute.” this time it was her, a smirk playing at the corner of her lips. you sat in between them, feeling their eyes on your face. you tried your best to not react to them, afraid that you might give the other members some ideas.

“you guys were too.” you replied, your voice a tad shaky. you were always trying to be the mature one, the one to follow the rules, but at this point you found yourself wanting to lose yourself in their games.

they just smiled at you, and you knew, in that moment, that this was not going to end anytime soon…

summer is here and that means vacations finally, but do you know what that also means? having to work during the holidays… the company definitely wouldn’t let any of you have a proper break during the holidays that you have after an exhausting year working in the music industry. of course, what could be better than creating a new show and spending all the time filming your life during the time you have to rest from the exhausting schedule of an idol?

the van hums, a low thrum against the backdrop of los angeles traffic. you hold the selfie stick, the camera lens capturing the three of you in its frame. the bright californian sun streams in, illuminating the happy chaos unfolding around you. you adjust the angle, wanting to make sure everyone is visible. yeji, ever the composed leader, sits to your right, her smile serene and radiant. to your left, ryujin leans close, her chin resting on your shoulder.

“hi, midzy! we’re on our way to the hotel, and we’re so excited to show you all of LA!” you spoke, voice bright and enthusiastic, even though you felt a little self–conscious talking to a lens.

“you look good between the two of us.” ryujin murmurs, she murmured, a smirk playing on her lips as she hummed, her breath warm against your skin. you feel her warm breath on your neck, a ticklish sensation that sends a startled blush rushing to your cheeks. she hums, a low, contented sound, and her face slips further into the crook of your neck, her soft hair brushing against your skin. you could feel your heart pounding a little faster than normal.

your breath catches. this is… a lot. the camera is still rolling, the red light a glaring reminder that thousands of midzy will be watching this later. you steal a glance at yeji, hoping for some kind of intervention, some guidance, but she’s just smiling, her eyes crinkling at the corners.

yeji, noticing your surprised expression and the blush creeping up your neck, chuckled lightly. “ryujin!” yeji exclaims, her voice laced with mock exasperation, “she looks good with us hugging her, not just between us. you’re making it sound like she’s a sandwich.” yeji reaches over, pulling you into a gentle hug. “see? like this.” she says, pressing a soft kiss on the crown of your head. her head rests against yours, a comfortable weight. for a moment, the chaos swirling around you fades away, replaced by the warmth of her presence.

you manage a weak smile, feeling the heat rising in your cheeks. you look back to ryujin and she raises an eyebrow at the camera, a subtle arch that speaks volumes. it’s a look that says “i know what i’m doing” and you swear, for a split second, you see a glint of mischief in her eyes. you quickly refocus your attention on the camera. “we’re almost at the hotel! can’t wait to see what surprises LA has in store for us.”

you tried your very best to avoid eye contact with her, but it was impossible, you felt her stare penetrating you. you cleared your throat and shifted the camera slightly to a better angle of all three of you.

“yeah, we’re having a blast already!” you added, forcing a wide smile, hoping the camera wouldn’t pick up on your inner turmoil. ryujin simply snickered.

later, after the whirlwind of unpacking and settling into your rooms, the six of you gather by the hotel pool. the california sun is setting, casting a warm, golden glow over the water. lia and yuna are already engaged in a water fight, their laughter echoing around the pool deck. chaeryeong, perched on the edge of a sun lounger, watches them with amusement, occasionally chiming in with a teasing comment.

you take this opportunity to record a solo segment for the vlog. adjusting the camera to selfie mode, holding the camera up in front of you, you talk directly to the lens. “hey midzy!, as you can see, we’ve arrived at the hotel and everything is so amazing! the pool here is so nice and everyone is already having fun! it’s so warm and the sun feels amazing…” you continued, speaking to the camera as if you were having a one–on–one conversation with each and every one of your fans, sharing your excitement and happiness.

suddenly, you felt warm arms wrap around your torso from behind. yeji, with a mischievous grin, was attempting to lift you up, trying to throw you in the pool. you braced yourself, digging your heels into the ground. “yah! yeji unnie, no!” you exclaimed, giggling as you struggled against her.

“let’s go swimming!” yeji exclaims, her voice full of playful energy.

you put up a resistance, gripping the edge of the pool deck as yeji tries to pull you forward. “yeji, no! i don’t want to get my hair wet!” you laugh, struggling against her surprisingly strong grip.

“just a little dip.” she teased, her voice laced with playful menace. her attempts at picking you up weren’t very successful, to say the least. “ryujin, help me!” yeji yells, desperation creeping into her voice. you’re momentarily distracted by her plea, which gives her the necessary moment to push you.

before you can react, a pair of hands grips your thighs from under the water, pulling you downwards. you gasp, the shock of the cold water stealing your breath. you don’t even remember seeing ryujin go in the water. you saw her go in some moments ago, when yuna started the underwater breath–holding contest, (which yuna lost almost immediately), but how could she have stayed under for so long? it had honestly slipped your mind that she was still in there with how much time passed. you’re certain that she didn’t even come up for air after she went in.

a surprised yelp escaped your lips as you felt yourself being pulled downwards. you could practically hear yeji laughing as she was using this help as an opportunity to push you from behind, pushing herself into the water along with you. you hit the water with a splash, the shock temporarily taking your breath away.

you surfaced coughing lightly, your hair plastered to your face as you grabbed onto ryujin’s shoulders for support. her dark hair clung to her forehead, beads of water glistening against her skin. she offered you a dazzling grin, her hand moving to brush the wet strands of hair away from your face, brushing your sopping wet strands away from your eyes, and you feel her fingers graze your temple, a fleeting touch that sends a shiver down your spine. you found yourself caught in her gaze, the familiar spark in her eyes sending shivers down your spine.

behind you, yeji is laughing, the sound of a melodic chuckle that resonates through the water. “you look like a wet cat!” she teases, her hands resting on your hips, keeping you steady.

ryujin’s hands move to your waist, her fingers gently squeezing your skin. “a very cute wet cat, i must admit.” she shoots you a wink and a playful smirk.

you’re surrounded. yeji’s hands on your hips, ryujin’s hands on your waist, and you find yourself thanking the universe for the fact that you're underwater. the blush that you feel rising in your cheeks would be enough to rival the brightest sunset. you suddenly hope that none of the other cameras are recording this moment, otherwise you would have to invent a new name for the shade of red that will be shown on your face.

“you two are going to be the death of me.” you manage to whisper, your voice hoarse from the water, and the adrenaline from your sudden plunge.

“oh, we’re just getting started.” ryujin replies, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

yeji simply smiles, her eyes locking with ryujin’s for a brief moment, before turning her attention back to you. “you know you love it.” she says, her voice a soft murmur that sends another shiver through you. and despite the chaos, the teasing, the unexpected plunge into the pool, you can’t help but smile. maybe, just maybe, you do.

you glanced down at your now slightly wet camera, feeling relieved that the company provided waterproof equipment. trying to keep your voice steady despite your racing heart, you turned the camera back to face you.

“well, i guess i’m in the pool now! this is my punishment for talking too much!” you exclaimed with a forced laugh, your eyes darting between yeji and ryujin. you tried to move your body to get out of their reach and find some space, but you were tightly trapped in the middle of both of them.

“it’s okay, we’ll keep you company.” ryujin said, her voice a low murmur as she moved closer, her arm wrapping around your waist, bringing you closer to herself.

“yeah, it’s not like you can go anywhere now, are you?” yeji added, her voice full of teasing playfulness, tightening her grip around you.

you felt your heart leap into your throat as you looked between them, your voice catching in your throat. “i… i guess not.” you replied, a nervous laugh escaping your lips. you suddenly became very aware of the closeness of their bodies, their warmth radiating and surrounding you. you swallowed thickly, the rapid pace of your heartbeat was almost deafening.

“we’ll make sure you don’t get lonely.” ryujin whispered, her lips dangerously close to your ear. her touch sent a jolt through you, causing your cheeks to flame even more.

“oh we definitely will.” yeji added, her eyes gleaming with pure mischief. “we’ll just need your full attention, is that okay?” she continued, her voice dripping with honey.

you suddenly felt so overwhelmed with emotions. you loved these two, you did, with everything you could give. but you weren’t sure how much more of this you could handle. you had to get out of this situation, and fast. your mind raced as you desperately searched for a way to de–escalate this situation.

“wait, wait!” you said, raising your hands in front of you, turning the camera towards your two bandmates. “i think we need to involve our midzy in this!” you proclaimed, trying to mask the panic in your voice. “what do you guys think? should yeji and ryujin team up to throw me in the pool again? or what else should we do?” you finally finished, taking away the attention from yourself and placing it on the camera, hoping that your fans would find some fun activities to do, and hoping they would forget about the current situation involving you and the two girls.

you could feel their stares on you, their amusement palpable. you didn’t dare to look in their eyes, simply continuing to talk to the camera and pretending that everything was okay, while trying to avoid the two girls’ gazes.

“okay midzy, so let’s see your proposals. i’ll wait for them in the comments!” you announced finally, ending the recording. you looked down at the camera, turning it off. you took a deep breath and turned your attention back to the two girls, unsure if you should laugh or cry at the situation you just put upon yourself. one thing was certain, this LA vacation was going to be very interesting…

the heavy door of your hotel room thuds shut behind you, the sound echoing the exhaustion that reverberates through your very bones. you’d spent the entire day under the relentless california sun, filming content for your vlog, the vibrant blue of the pacific ocean acting as a backdrop to your every move. it had been a dream, a perfect blend of work and vacation, but now, all you craved was the soft embrace of your bed. you’d already called it a day, knowing the footage you had was more than enough for one vlog, and the chaotic brilliance of lia and yuna’s combined efforts would surely be a highlight reel on its own.

you drop onto the bed with a groan, landing on your stomach, your limbs splayed out like a starfish that washed ashore. a loud moan escapes your lips, a testament to the sheer weariness you feel. the mattress dips on either side of you, and you don’t even need to turn around to know who it is. yeji and ryujin, always close by, always a comforting and playful presence.

yeji’s hands find your shoulders immediately, her touch gentle as she begins to knead away the tension. “are you tired, hun?” she asks, her voice soft and concerned, a stark contrast to the boisterous energy she had displayed poolside just hours ago. “you worked really hard today.”

on your other side, ryujin is a whirlwind of mischievous energy, her focus immediately drawn to the discarded camera. she picks it up, tilting it towards herself, her lips curving into a playful smirk as she watches her reflection on the small screen. it’s almost as if she’s flirting with the lens, and with the image she sees staring back at her.

she abandons the camera soon enough, letting it fall onto the bed with a soft thud. her attention is now fixed on you. she shifts onto her side, propping herself up on one elbow, her other hand slipping under the short sleeve of your t–shirt, her fingers playing with the thin strap of your bikini top that rests on your shoulder.

“i really like the color.” she murmurs, her voice dropping into a husky purr as she studies the shiny color fabric against your skin. “it looks beautiful on you.” you had on a simple black t–shirt and short shorts for the camera, but underneath, you were already prepared to enjoy the pool with the rest of the girls.

you smile, a genuine, tired smile, turning your head to look at her. “it’s a new one.” you explain, your voice a bit raspy from the day. “my mom picked it out for me, for this trip.”

ryujin raises an eyebrow, a slow, deliberate smirk pulling at the corner of her lips. “your mother makes good things.” she says, a suggestive tone coloring her voice, her gaze lingering a beat too long on the curve of your breasts.

you let out a playful snort, swatting at her shoulder with the back of your hand. yeji lets out a soft giggle from behind you, the sound a comforting melody.

with a sudden groan, you roll onto your back, your eyes widening in mock–horror as you take in the scene around you. yeji and ryujin are perched on either side of you, practically straddling you, their bodies a tantalizing presence.

“you two.” you say, letting out a breathless laugh that's half–exasperated, half–fond.

it’s all the invitation they need. the onslaught of attention is immediate, dizzying. yeji’s hands return to your scalp, her fingers gently combing through your hair, her touch creating a soothing wave that washes over you. she then trails them down to your shoulders, letting her fingertips dance across your skin.

ryujin is equally captivating, her hands finding the curve of your hips, then moving down to your thighs, her touch sending shivers down your spine. it’s a warm, possessive caress. Both of their attention is making the heat rise under your skin.

then, yeji’s face lowers, her lips brushing against yours, a soft, tender kiss that sends warmth flooding through you. you close your eyes, leaning into the touch, wanting more of her.

at the same moment, ryujin brings her lips to your neck, her tongue tracing a slow, deliberate path, nibbling and kissing at your sensitive skin. a gasp escapes your lips, feeling the wet trail of her kisses heat up your skin. she continues her ministrations, her lips traveling from your jaw to your chest, leaving a trail of wet kisses and a promise of things to come.

the gentle pressure of yeji’s hands on your face is the only thing keeping you grounded, her soft lips allowing you to keep some semblance of sanity. but it’s slipping, fast. it always does when it’s both of them.

ryujin, pulling back for a moment, her eyes dark with desire, tugs at the hem of your wet t–shirt, pulling it up and over your head, tossing it carelessly somewhere across the room; a dismissive move. your bikini top is now in full view, the wet fabric a striking contrast against your skin, the molded cups hugging your curves in a way that makes both their breaths catch. your gaze drifts from ryujin to yeji, your eyes asking a question without uttering a word.

ryujin’s gaze is fixed on your chest, and you can practically feel her gaze on the fabric covering you, her lips pulling into a bite as her fingers begin to trace the edges of your bikini top, her touch sending shivers down your spine.

she then takes your mounds into her hands, her fingers giving them gentle caresses and squeezes. you can’t help the moans that escape your lips at the pleasurable sensation. she continues her descent, leaving kisses and bites across your chest, moving down towards your ribs, then your stomach, her lips leaving a fiery trail in their wake, stopping at your waist and hips, her hands holding you firm.

yeji, noticing your sounds, takes your face into her hands, and silences your moans with her kisses. it is a deep, passionate kiss, her tongue dancing with yours, exploring every corner of your mouth, stealing the sounds that were previously escaping you.

under the combined assault of their ministrations, you feel your resolve crumble. your hands move to their hair, gripping it in a desperate plea for them to continue, to never stop. the world around you dissolves, leaving only the two of them, their touch, their kisses, the intoxicating blend of comfort and desire that only they can evoke. the exhaustion is gone, replaced by a burning need, a primal yearning for more. you’re lost to them, surrendered, and you wouldn't have it any other way.

ryujin’s fingers splayed across your lower back, her thumb brushing tantalizingly just above the curve of your ass. she leaned in, her lips grazing the shell of your ear as she whispered. “we’ve been thinking about this for so long... thinking about having you this alone.” her voice was low and husky, sending shivers down your spine.

“mmmh, ryujin was right. taking this opportunity doesn't seem like such a bad idea.” yeji murmured, her hand sliding up your stomach to cup the swell of your breast. your nipple pebbled beneath the lace at her touch, straining against the smooth material.

ryujin chuckled darkly, nipping at your earlobe before soothing the sting with her tongue. “i told you she was a keeper, yeji. i think it’s time we showed our girl here a really good time…”

with that, ryujin captured your lips in a searing kiss, her tongue delving into your mouth to claim you thoroughly. behind you, yeji’s hands continued their exploration of your body, sliding over every curve and hollow until you were aching with need.

ryujin’s kiss deepened, her tongue dancing with yours as she explored every inch of your mouth. her fingers tangled in your wet hair, gripping it tightly as she held you in place, dominating the kiss. behind you, yeji’s hands slid around to your back, deftly unhooking your bikini top with practiced ease.

the soft fabric fell away, baring your breasts to the cool air of the room. your nipples hardened instantly, straining towards the warmth of ryujin’s chest pressed against yours. ryujin broke the kiss to trail her lips down the column of your throat, her teeth grazing your collarbone before she sucked hard, no doubt leaving a mark.

yeji’s hands slid down to your hips, hooking her fingers in the waistband of your shorts and panties. with a swift tug, she yanked them down your legs, leaving you bare and exposed. ryujin’s hand slid around to grope your ass, squeezing the supple flesh roughly.

she nipped at your shoulder, her breath hot against your skin as she growled. “i want to taste every inch of you, babe. i want to make you scream my name until you’re hoarse... until you forget every other girl’s name except for mine.”

yeji chuckled darkly behind you, her hand sliding up your inner thigh, her fingers brushing maddeningly close to your aching core. “mmmh, i can’t wait to see you come undone, baby.” yeji purred, her lips brushing the shell of your ear. her fingers found your slick folds, stroking them teasingly, not quite touching where you needed her most.

ryujin’s hand slid up from your ass to your breast, cupping the weight of it in her palm. she rolled your nipple between her fingers, pinching and tugging at the sensitive bud until you gasped. her mouth found yours again, swallowing your cries of pleasure as she kissed you deeply, her tongue plundering your mouth with ruthless intensity.

ryujin smirked against your lips, her eyes glinting wickedly as she pulled back from the kiss. without a word, she reached over to her discarded purse and rummaged inside, pulling out a strap–on dildo and a bottle of lube.

she held them up, grinning at you and yeji with a lascivious smile. “ready to have some real fun, girls?” ryujin asked, her voice dripping with lustful promise.

yeji giggled, biting her plump lower lip as she nodded eagerly. “i thought you’d never ask.” she purred, hooking her fingers into the waistband of her jean shorts, sliding them down her long legs along with her panties. leaning back against the headboard of the bed, she spreads her thighs, exposing her wet folds to your shy gaze.

ryujin licked her lips hungrily at the sight, but she turned her attention to you first. she pushed you down onto your hands and knees, your ass raised high in the air. the position left you vulnerable, exposed, and aching with need. she ran her fingers down the curve of your spine, tracing the dip of your lower back before delivering a sharp smack to your ass. the sting of the slap sent a jolt of pleasure through you.

yeji grinned, her dark eyes sparkling with anticipation as she watched ryujin buckle the harness around her hips, securing the dildo in place. she squirted a generous amount of lube onto the thick, girthy cock, stroking it a few times to ensure it was slick and ready. the toy bobbed obscenely as ryujin moved, the thick head glistening with a bead of moisture. ryujin had clearly prepped it, eager to be inside you.

in front of you, yeji watched with rapt attention, her blue eyes dark with desire. she crooked a finger at you, beckoning you closer. “come here, baby. i want that pretty mouth of yours on my pussy. now.”

with a final glance over your shoulder at ryujin, you turned your attention to yeji, crawling forward until your face was mere inches from her dripping sex. you could smell her arousal, could feel the heat radiating off her skin. your mouth watered at the thought of tasting her.

ryujin, meanwhile, positioned herself behind you, her hands gripping your hips hard enough to bruise. she rubbed the head of the strap–on against your ass, teasing your crack and your dripping slit before pushing forward, the thick cock spreading you open as she hilted inside you with one hard thrust.

you cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure as ryujin entered you in one brutal thrust, her thick strap–on spearing your tight heat open. your back arched, pushing your ass higher in the air as your body struggled to adjust to the sudden intrusion. ryujin groaned, her fingers digging into the flesh of your hips as she held you in place.

the thick strap–on stretched you deliciously, filling you so completely that you could feel every ridge and vein of the silicone cock pulsing inside your tight heat. your inner walls clenched down, fluttering around the intrusion as your body adjusted to the sudden penetration.

“fuck, you’re so tight.” ryujin groaned, her fingers digging into the flesh of your hips as she held you in place, impaled on her thick shaft. she started to move, pulling out until just the tip remained inside you before slamming back in, setting a hard, fast rhythm that had the bed shaking beneath you.

the obscene sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mingling with ryujin’s grunts and growls of pleasure. her hips smacked against your ass with each powerful thrust, the lewd sound echoing in your ears.

in front of you, yeji watched the lewd display with hooded eyes, her chest heaving with each ragged breath. she tangled her fingers in your wet hair, gripping it tightly as she pulled your face against her dripping sex.

“put that tongue to good use, baby.” yeji panted, her hips rolling against your face in a silent demand. you could feel her wetness coating your cheeks, smearing across your skin like a perverse paint.

obediently, you leaned in and dragged your tongue along her slit, moaning at the tangy–sweet taste of her arousal. you could feel ryujin’s strap inside you, stretching you deliciously as she continued her relentless pace. your pussy clenched around her, trying to draw her deeper, to hold her inside you.

yeji gasped, her head falling back against the pillows as you explored her most intimate places with your tongue. her fingers tightened in your hair, holding you in place as she ground against your face, riding your mouth with wild abandon.

ryujin leaned over you, her chest pressed against your back as she bit down hard on your shoulder, marking you as her own. her hips never stopped their brutal pace, the obscene sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room along with your combined moans and cries of pleasure.

“that’s it, baby.” ryujin panted against your ear, her voice a low, guttural growl. “take my cock like the good little slut you are. fuck, i can feel you squeezing me... you love this, don’t you? love being used like a fuck toy.”

yeji’s moans grew louder and more urgent as your tongue delved deeper, exploring every fold and crevice of her dripping sex. her clit throbbed against your lips, the sensitive nub swollen and aching for your touch. you oblige, flicking your tongue rapidly over the bundle of nerves, feeling yeji’s body quiver and shake in response.

“don’t listen to her, love. she’s just messing with you. just keep what you’re doing, you’re being so good for me…” her thighs clenched around your head, holding you in place as she ground her cunt harder against your mouth, coating your lips and chin with her slick arousal.

ryujin’s thrusts grew more erratic, her hips slamming against your ass with bruising force. the strap–on plunged in and out of your dripping pussy, stretching you wide around its girthy length. you could feel every ridge and vein of the toy as it ravaged your most intimate depths, stoking the fire building low in your belly.

ryujin’s hands slid up your back, her fingers splaying across your shoulder blades before pushing down, forcing your chest to the mattress. this new angle allowed her to drive even deeper into you, the head of the strap–on kissing your cervix with each brutal thrust.

the room filled with the carnal symphony of your combined lust — the slick, obscene sound of ryujin’s hips slapping against your ass, yeji’s wanton moans, and the wet, filthy noises of your mouth working over her weeping cunt. your own cries of pleasure were muffled against yeji’s sex, vibrating deliciously through your throat.

you could feel your climax building, your inner muscles starting to flutter and clench around the thick intrusion stretching you wide. your fingers clenched in the sheets, fisting the fabric as you teetered on the edge of ecstasy, desperate for release.

ryujin could feel your pussy starting to spasm around her cock, your walls clenching and fluttering as your orgasm approached. she groaned, her hips slamming against your ass with renewed vigor, determined to make you come undone.

“that’s it, baby, come on my cock.” ryujin growled, her voice a low, guttural rumble. her fingers dug into the flesh of your ass, no doubt leaving bruises in their wake as she held you in place, fucking you with wild abandon.

yeji’s moans reached a fever pitch, her body tensing and shaking as she teetered on the brink of her own release. “i’m... i’m gonna come, fuck!” yeji screamed, her voice cracking with the force of her impending climax. her pussy clenched, the walls fluttering wildly as a gush of fluid spilled from her core, coating your chin and dripping down onto the sheets below.

ryujin felt your pussy clamp down around her like a vice, your inner muscles rippling and squeezing the strap–on as your orgasm crashed over you. she let out a guttural moan, slamming into you one last time before stilling, buried to the hilt inside your spasming cunt.

wave after wave of pleasure washed over you, your body shaking and trembling as you came harder than you ever had before. your vision went white, stars exploding behind your eyelids as ecstasy consumed you utterly.

behind you, ryujin shuddered, her hips giving a few last, erratic thrusts as she rode out the aftershocks of your mutual climax. she collapsed against your back, her chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath.

yeji went limp above you, her thighs falling open and her chest rising and falling rapidly as she too tried to regain her composure. she stroked your hair almost tenderly, petting you as you all came down from the high of our shared release.

in the aftermath, the room was filled with the sound of your ragged breathing and the occasional aftershock that still made your bodies jump and twitch. the scent of sex and sweat hung heavy in the air, a testament to the passion and lust that had just been unleashed.

as the initial intensity of your shared orgasms began to subside, a comfortable lassitude settled over the three of you. ryujin rolled off of you, slipping the strap–on out of your sensitive pussy with a soft, wet sound. you winced slightly at the sudden emptiness, your muscles still fluttering and clenching around the space where the toy had been.

ryujin disposed of the strap–on, tossing it carelessly towards the foot of the bed before pulling you into her arms. she curled around you protectively, your back to her front, her arms wrapped around your waist. yeji, not to be left out, rolled to face you both, her hand finding yours and intertwining your fingers.

for a long moment, the three of you simply basked in the afterglow of your lovemaking, the warmth of your naked bodies pressed together a comforting contrast to the cool air of the room. ryujin’s fingers traced idle patterns on your stomach, dipping teasingly into your navel before sliding back up to cup the soft swell of your breast.

yeji leaned in, capturing your lips in a slow, sensual kiss. it was a kiss filled with lazy satisfaction and a promise of more to come. when she finally pulled back, her eyes sparkled with mischief and a hint of something deeper and more tender.

“that was incredible.” yeji murmured, her voice low and slightly hoarse from her earlier cries of pleasure. “we’re definitely going to have to do this again sometime…”

ryujin chuckled, nipping playfully at your shoulder before agreeing. “you can count on it, baby. a sexy little thing like you will be seeing a lot more of us... if you play your cards right.”

she punctuated her words with a teasing smack to your ass, making you gasp and squirm in their embrace. yeji giggled, her fingers squeezing yours gently as if to reassure you that you were in good hands... and that those hands would be all over you again very soon.

[waevrs]

ᴠᴀɴɪʟʟᴀ ᴇꜱꜱᴇɴᴄᴇ

Pairings: Shin Ryujin x LeSserafim!Reader

Tags: so much fluff it's sickening, suggestive, hidden relationship, make out session.

Summary: the summer you two snuck around like kids was one to remember...until you almost got caught.

Summer had arrived again, your favourite time of the year. Not because of the warm weather or the vacations, but because it was the time of year where both yours and your girlfriend's schedule was filled to the brim.

Both of your groups had recently made a comeback so there was many things to be done and schedules to be completed.

Now that doesn't sound great, does it?

But she makes it so great. Sneaking out of schedules when she knows she shouldn't just so she could come and see you. Leaving cute little notes on the breakfast she made for you, apologising that she couldn't stay longer.

She was just the perfect girlfriend.

It's not like you didn't do anything either. You would always stay behind at music shows just to pull her into a storage room to tell her how good she did and how pretty she is.

You two wanted nothing, and I mean nothing, to come between the two of you. So, you kept your relationship a secret from everyone. Of course, your members had their suspicions when they hear giggling from your room late at night but you always brushed it off as watching a funny video.

Luckily, you had a dorm room all to yourself. Perfect for Ryujin, who prides herself in climbing through your window just to kiss you or cuddle with you for as long as possible before your members wake up or her members call her, asking her where she is.

On one particular night though, she was especially clingy, not that you minded but it was very unusual for her. You were normally the one who clung to her like a koala.

"I missed you" she cooed, her face buried into your chest as she sighed happily. You couldn't help but smile at her cuteness and run a hand through her newly bleached hair.

"What?" she pouted when she caught you staring at her. Her brown eyes sparkled in your moonlit dorm room.

"I love you." You smiled, a new wave of confidence washing over you as your heart swelled from all the love you felt for the woman splayed out on your chest.

Although you had been in a relationship for 5 months, the words "I love you" were never exchanged, only felt.

Which explains Ryujin's reaction as she got a little teary-eyed and grabbed you by your (her) shirt to give you a soft, passionate kiss. She only parted from you when oxygen became a problem, grinning like a complete dork.

"I love you too." She whispered just loud enough so you could hear before bringing you in for another passionate kiss.

What started off sweet, quickly became heated as Ryujin straddled your waist, trapping you between her and the mattress. Her lips curved into a smirk as you let out a moan at her sudden dominance. Her limbs tangled with yours as she leads the kiss with lust and adoration.

As your lips come together in a passionate kiss, you feel your girlfriend's weight pressing down on top of you and pinning you to the bed. Your head spins with want as you feel the warmth of her mouth and the push of her tongue against yours. As she presses against you, you reach up to draw her closer and feel her delicate skin beneath your fingertips. She envelopes your waist and moans softly into your mouth, making her desire irresistible. Your make-out session intensifies, and you lose yourself in the moment, savouring the feel of your bodies pressed together.

Your hand slipped under her shirt and trailed along her abdomen before lifting it over her head.

You break your lips from hers so she can lift it over her head, revealing her bra.

Fuck.

She really was a beauty.

Ryujin heard you swallow hard and looked down at you through hooded eyes and lidded pupils. She licked her lips slowly and began grinding her hips into yours, coaxing a low groan from deep in your throat. Your lips came together again, the kiss bruising and consuming as you felt her chest pressed against yours. She tasted amazing. Her lips were so soft and her skin was so smooth. Your heart was hammering against your chest so hard, you were sure she could hear it.

"Mm…ngh!" Ryujin moaned as you trailed your hands down her back and cupped her ass through her shorts as she pressed against you. She leaned back and looked at you with a perfect mix of both love and lust.

"Let me show you how much I love you."

KNOCK KNOCK

Ryujin's look of lust quickly turned to one of panic as the two of you scrambled like rats to cover up your relationship. Ryujin clambered off of you and into your closet, long forgetting her shirt that was discarded on the floor.

"You should be asleep." Chaewon stated firmly, her voice revealing a mixture of concern and annoyance. Her gaze lingered on your dishevelled appearance, clearly connecting the dots in her mind. However, she chose not to pry further at that moment, perhaps sensing your discomfort. Feeling a surge of relief that she didn't press for an explanation right then and there, you managed to compose yourself enough to respond calmly.

"I know, unnie. I just couldn't sleep." Her expression softened slightly as she observed you for a moment longer before stepping aside to leave.

"Well, try to get some rest now."

There was an underlying understanding in her tone that hinted at the unspoken trust between your leader and you.

You nodded gratefully and made your way back into your room with Ryujin still hiding inside the closet. As you went to close the door behind you, a foot stopped you from closing it.

"That's not your shirt."

You were forever grateful for your leader's sharp eyes, but not this time.

"I...uh...borrowed it this morning!" you breathed out without a second thought, hoping that she brought your poorly crafted excuse.

"You know how it is...I'm always losing my shirts to Eunchae." You tried to sound nonchalant and casual, hoping that your explanation would be believable enough. Your leader raised an eyebrow sceptically.

"Someone was wearing that at the sound check today..." She started to think.

"Because it's a cool shirt! It's really popular at the moment." You tried to explain.

"Alright then," she replied with a knowing gaze. "Just make sure you return it soon." Relieved that she seemed to buy your excuse, you nodded appreciatively and closed the door behind you. As you turned around, Ryujin emerged from the closet with a mix of relief and amusement on her face and one of your hoodies wrapped snugly around her body.

"You were amazing there," she whispered as she hugged you tightly. You let out a breathless chuckle before replying in a hushed tone, "I couldn't have done it without your shirt lying there as evidence."

Ryujin grinned mischievously. "Well then, I guess we should be more careful next time."

"That was really close..." You let out a deep sigh, the adrenaline from the situation slowly wearing off. Ryujin reached down to grab her shirt from the floor and stuffed it in the pocket of her newly claimed hoodie.

"I'm sorry." She reached up to your cheek to bring you in for a soft kiss.

"Don't apologise, you know I love the rush." You giggled and opened the window for Ryujin once again. She was always so dramatic when it came to these goodbyes, but you knew she wouldn't be gone for long.

She whispered soft 'I love you's against your lips before smiling and finally deciding to climb out of your dorm window.

Summer would always be your favourite time of the year.

[yoursweetyinnie]

BOYSHIT (4) — ryujin & yeji

PAIRING — ryujin x fem!reader, yeji x fem!reader

GENRE — angst

CONTENT WARNINGS — toxic relationship

part l. part ll. part lll.

[urno1luv]

can you write hard dom ryujin?

Ryujin was always in charge.

It was in the way she carried herself — lazy confidence, sharp smirks, that low, raspy voice that could make you squirm with just a single word. She never had to raise her voice or beg for your attention.

You gave it to her without even realizing. But tonight? Tonight she's making sure you never forget who you belong to.

You're already stripped bare beneath her, wrists pinned above your head against the mattress. The air is thick with sweat and her perfume — musky, a little sweet — but all you can focus on is the weight of her body pressing you down, the way the leather strap harness digs into her hips as she grinds the thick silicone cock between your soaked folds.

"You wanna act all shy now, baby?" she murmurs, voice low and mocking against your ear. "After you've been begging for me all fucking night?"

You whimper, hips bucking — but she doesn't let you get what you want, keeping the strap just out of reach. "Pathetic."

Her fingers wrap around your throat — not squeezing, just holding — just enough pressure to remind you exactly who's in control.

"You think I didn't notice?" she rasps. "The way you were looking at me all night... rubbing those pretty little thighs together like some desperate slut."

Your whole face burns, but the way she's talking to you — mean, possessive — has your legs spreading wider without even thinking.

Ryujin sees it. "That's what I thought."

She finally presses the head of the strap against your entrance — teasing, stretching you open just a little — but not pushing in yet.

"You want me to fuck you, baby?" she purrs. "Want your girlfriend to break you in?"

You nod frantically, trying to grind down against the strap — but she just laughs, fingers tightening around your throat to hold you still.

"Beg."

Your breath catches, thighs trembling beneath her. "Please..."

"Please what?"

"Please fuck me..." Ryujin's smirk curves slow and dangerous.

"That's my girl."

She thrusts into you in one smooth motion — no warning, no teasing — just filling you up to the hilt in one deep, brutal stroke.

You cry out, back arching — but she just clamps a hand over your mouth, muffling every desperate little sound.

"Shh... take it."

Her pace is relentless from the start — hard, deep thrusts that make your body jolt with every snap of her hips. The leather harness digs into your skin, the silicone cock stretching you wide, making you feel so fucking full you're already dizzy — but she doesn't let up, doesn't let you adjust.

"You wanted this, didn't you?" she growls, voice rough against your ear. "Wanted me to fuck you like the needy little slut you are?"

You nod, tears prickling at the corners of your eyes — and Ryujin just smirks, dragging her thumb down to your clit without breaking her rhythm.

"Look at you..." she purrs. "So fucking wet for me... letting your girlfriend fuck you like she owns you."

You can't even speak — just whimpering, gasping into her hand as she pounds into you harder.

"Who's pussy is this, baby?"

"Y-Yours—"

She presses her thumb down harder against your clit, making you cry out into her palm.

"Louder."

"Yours, Ryu— oh, fuck— yours!"

That's all she needed.

Her hand drops from your mouth, wrapping around your throat again as she fucks into you faster — chasing your orgasm like she won't stop until you're a shaking, broken mess beneath her.

"You gonna come for me, baby?" she rasps. "Gonna let your girlfriend fuck all those shy little noises out of you?"

You're already so close — hips grinding up into hers, nails digging into the sheets — but she doesn't let you tip over the edge just yet.

"Not yet, darling." she growls, slowing down just enough to make you ache. "Not until I say."

You sob, body trembling beneath her — but Ryujin just smiles, leaning down to bite at your jaw, low and possessive.

"Good girls wait."

You're begging by the time she finally lets you come — wrecked and shaking under her, legs wrapped tight around her waist as she fucks you through it, growling in your ear how pretty you look when you're falling apart for her.

But even when you're whimpering from the overstimulation — body wrecked, slick dripping down your thighs — Ryujin just smirks, grinding the strap deep inside you one more time.

"You really thought I was done with you, baby?"

Her fingers wrap around your throat again — gentle, but firm.

"I haven't even started yet."