#Twice x OC

[twice-inamillion]

Honeymoon in Hawaii 

Fluff and Smut (Adventure, hiking, surfing, bikini, deep penetration, anal, cream pie, ahegao, sloppy sex, outdoor sex )

Chapter 212

2,953 Words 

(Honeymoon adventures with Jihyo and OC. Jihyo and OC have messy sex.)

After having your morning session, you and Jihyo make your way to the first destination, Stairway to Heaven. 

It has been Jihyo’s dream to hike the trail since she learned about it a few years back. With her wedding in Hawaii, she wanted to make that dream come true. “Babe, I’m so excited. I am looking forward to doing this hike.” 

“Haha, you’ve said that about a hundred times. It’s good that it’s just both of us, or else we wouldn’t make it.” 

“Yeah, I know. You’re the only one that can keep up.” 

“No, I just let you lead,” giving her a smirk. She looks at you, smirking, and slaps your leg, “Hey, that’s mean.”

The two of you arrive at the trail entrance and gather your belongings, a light backpack, each with snacks, water, an emergency kit, and extra clothes. You make your way to the travel and start to hike for a mile before you reach the base of the mountain.

“Wow, that’s really high.” Jihyo smacks you on the arm and says, “Come on. If we don’t hurry, we won’t get some good shots. “Okay! Coming!” as you see Jihyo picking up the pace.

With your GoPro on, the both of you record as you make your way up the slippery trail. “Alright, babe, let’s take a small break,” says Jihyo.

You’re almost two hours in, and the both of you are making good time. The hike up the mountain is about six hours, but you might be able to make it to five at your pace. 

After a small break, you begin to climb again, and without realizing the scenery of the surrounding mountains starts to show from the fog. “Look, you can see much better” Jihyo points at the closest mountain. You peek and see the steep drop, which makes you a bit worried for Jihyo’s safety. “Alight, that’s enough looking,” you grab onto Jihyo’s hand and keep her from getting too close to the edge. “Oppa, don’t tell me you’re scared.” 

“I’m not scared; it’s you I’m worried about. I don’t want you to slip and fall off.” 

“Haha, I’m careful, but I’ll try not to get too close anymore.”

With only the last leg of the trial remaining, you hike up the mountain. The higher you go, the better the view until you reach a wall. You see a long rope and footprints on the wall from the number of other hikers and decide to give it a go. 

“So you want me to go, or do you want to give it a try?”

“Hmm… I want to try,” as Jihyo grabs the rope and wraps it around her arm for support. She places her right foot, then her left, and climbs slowly. Midway through the climb, her foot slips, causing her to yelp suddenly. “Want me to give you a boost?”

“No, I can do it. Let me just get a better footing.” She finds a crack in between the boulder and makes it all the way to the top. “See, I did it. Here!” throwing the rope to you.

You grab the rope, wrap it around your arm, and make it to the top with little effort. 

“Alright, just a bit more, right?” 

“Yeah, excited?”

“Of course, I’ve been waiting to come here for a while; too bad we can’t go the other way.”

“Yeah… no one is allowed, but some still do it. It’s a nice view but not worth the risk.”

“I heard it’s an easier climb.”

“Yeah, I saw a couple of YouTube videos, and it’s way easier.”

 Jihyo and you hike for another thirty minutes until you reach a radio station, signaling the end of the hike. 

“Wow, it’s beautiful,” Jihyo takes in the view. She points towards the ocean, the cars passing through the highway, and the small buildings in the city. 

You can't help but take your phone out and snap a picture of Jihyo’s expression. You’re in awe of how beautiful she is and how your wife looks. She turns around and notices your camera, “Let me do a pose,” and holds a peace sign and squints her eyes. She does other poses and grabs your phone. She snaps multiple pictures of you with the great view as the background until you pull her to you. “Let’s get one of us together.”

Jihyo gets on one of the rails, wraps her arms around your neck, and gives you a kiss on the cheek. She grabs her GoPro and holds the gimbal's end to record her surroundings. Jihyo goes down the stairs to get a better background, making you laugh as you find it cute of her being a blogger. 

After ending your photo session, Jihyo, you sit and admire the view. It’s completely silent; no words are needed to express your feelings. You’ve made an excellent decision to marry your best friend and the mother of your child. You look at her, staring at the blue ocean, and pull her in for a kiss. 

The climb down is much easier, and it takes only an hour. Once you arrive at your car, the both of you are a complete mess, boots and legs full of mud. You grab a jug of water, wash each other’s legs, and change into sandals and new shorts. Jihyo takes off her top and tosses it in the back of the car, leaving her with a sports bra. “Come, babe, take that shirt off. I want to see your abs.” 

You arrive back at the house and take a quick shower before having brunch. The both of you sit on the back patio and enjoy the view of the ocean in front of the house. While Jihyo cleans up, you head to the backyard and set up the large hammock between two trees. 

“Want to take a small nap?”

“But we just ate.”

“Ahh, don’t worry about the small details. Come on, join me.” you grab her hand.

“Okay,” and climbs into the hanging hammock. 

“What do you think? Comfortable, right?”

“Yeah, not too tight. I like it.” 

“Maybe we should have one back home.”

Jihyo shoves her face into your chest and slowly drifts away after a tiring morning. You watch as Jihyo falls asleep and caress her hair before falling asleep as well. 

Three hours later, you wake up from your nap and notice Jihyo gone. You search around and see a small sitting by the shore. 

“Hey, you left. What’s up?”

“Woke up earlier than you and didn’t want to wake you up. You look cute when you sleep.” You can’t hide your embarrassment from Jihyo and pick her up, placing her on your shoulder. 

“Wait! Where are you taking me?”

“You said you wanted to have fun, right?”

“Yeah, but what are we doing?”

“We’re going surfing. There’s a pair of boards in the back.” 

“Really? We’re going to surf?”

“Yeah, I asked Nayeon to pack your swimming suit before we left.” 

“Yay!”

With the two of you in your swimsuits and board in hand, you head to the water. Jihyo is the first one to run into the water, “Come on, slowpoke!” 

“Alright, alright, I’m coming.”

Sitting on the board, you listen to Jihyo’s plan as you float in open waters. The first wave comes, and you watch her try to ride the wave but falls. She swims back to where you are and tries again, this time staying longer on the board. Time after time, she comes back with lots of energy and tells you her mistake and how she is going to do better. She gives you a couple of pointers before you head out to catch a wave. 

After a couple of times, you come back completely wet from falling so much. “Haha, finally something I’m better at.” She mocks you and comforts you on trying your best after getting her fill. 

“Okay, let’s try again. I think I can do it better this time.”

“Hmm? Are you challenging me, Oppa?” 

“I guess I am.” 

“Okay, loser does whatever the winner wants.”

You hesitate for a bit and see Jihyo’s smirk tease you. “That’s a bet,” and the both of you shake hands. 

You and Jihyo spend two hours surfing but also take a few breaks here and there. It’s sunset, and you two are enjoying the sun setting down behind the ocean. 

With your boards side by side, you two hold hands. “We’re finally husband and wife. I can’t believe it. It’s finally hitting me.”

“Haha, it hit me too when I saw you walking down the aisle; you looked beautiful. I think I’m the happiest man in the world right now.”

She can’t help but laugh at your comment, “Okay, okay, we get it. You don’t have to get all sentimental here.”

Eventually, you both return to shore and head towards the small outdoor shower to clean your board and rinse yourself. Jihyo removes her swimsuit as she tries to get the sand off, revealing her bikini. You do the same but can’t and stare at her tanned body.

Jihyo then takes off her top, which reveals her perfect breast, “Fuck…” She doesn’t notice you coming up behind her until she feels your lips on the back of her nape. “Babe, that tickles,” as she squirms around. You slowly move your hands on her ass, aim for the piece of string holding her bikini, and pull on it. Unaware that her bottom is undone because of your kissing, you pull down your shorts and give Jihyo a nice smack on the ass. 

“Ahh…” 

You pretend to lose your balance and press your body against hers. She places her hands on the wall to keep herself from falling, “You’re heavy, babe. Get off.” With your semi-hard cock in hand, you slowly align yourself to Jihyo’s entrance. She doesn’t notice what you are about to do since you keep her distracted by kissing her nape. When she does feel your hot cock’s head poking at the entrance of her slit, she lifts her butt. 

With her permission, you grab onto her waist and penetrate her cunt. You don’t feel much resistance since you warmed her up a bit with all the kissing and reached her deepest parts in no time. “Mmhh… ahh fuck!” You give her little time for adjustment and begin to thrust at a fast pace. Jihyo immediately starts to moan loudly since it is just the both of you around, “Ahh… yes! That feels so good! Fuck… you’re so deep inside my pussy!” 

Knowing she is enjoying it, you increase the pace and press her against the shower wall. You pull most of your cock out and immediately shove it back inside, causing Jihyo to grunt. “Omg! Your cock is hitting my womb! Keep fucking me just like that,” as she moves her right hand to her cunt and starts to masturbate. She rubs her lips at a rapid pace, aiming for her orgasm. It doesn’t take long for her to reach it, and she is the first to cum. Her legs shake as she orgasms and sprays the floor with her love juice. 

You don’t slow down or stop fucking her as she rides her orgasm but instead increase the pace. This makes all her senses go into overdrive, and she loses her balance in the process. After her orgasm dissipates, you pull out your cock and see her get away from the wall and move to the other side of the shower to get a hold on something firm to keep herself from falling, but you have other plans. 

You can’t but want to get back at her from earlier today. So grab Jihyo’s hand and say, “babe, one more, please,” giving her a puppy dog eyes. She looks at you exhausted but nods and places her hands against the shower window. She positions herself and spreads her legs to give you better access to her mess of a cunt. You have other plans, though, and get your cock ready. “Remember our promise, right? The loser does whatever the winner wants.” It takes her a bit to get her thoughts together, but when she does, it's too late. You align yourself to her entrance and press the tip against it. It is then when she realizes what you’re about to do, “Wait… babe… that’s the wrong…” doesn’t finish her sentence as she feels the tip of your cock against her puckerhole. 

You push your cock in slowly, and you’re met with some resistance as her walls try to push you back out. “Relax, babe. Just a bit more.” Jihyo turns around and sees your puppy dog eyes, and accepts your cock inside her ass. After that, her walls loosen, which makes it a bit easier for your cock. You press forward and insert more of your cock inside of Jihyo’s ass. 

Jihyo bites her lips as she feels her ass being split wide open by your cock. She’s always had a harder time with anal and has only done it less than a handful of times, and every time is the same. She would rather keep going a few more rounds with her cunt and remembers the number of times you have asked her for anal. She wants to keep her promise, accepts the temporary pain, and relaxes her body. 

With your right hand on your cock and the left on Jihyo’s waist, you penetrate Jihyo’s tight ass. You can feel Jihyo’s body relaxing, which allows you to shove more of your cock inside of it. Jihyo moans and grunts aloud as she takes an inch at a time, “Fuck! Your cock is too big! It’s going to destroy my ass, fuck!” 

Not wanting to make her suffer more than she has to, you decide to get it over in one go. You press her against the wall once more, grab onto her waist, and give it one final thrust. Jihyo opens her eyes wide open when she feels your whole length inside her ass in one go. Her walls tighten even more around your cock, and give her a chance to adjust to your length. Jihyo can feel the hottest of your throbbing cock inside of her. “Fuck… you’re so tight,” as you try to move. After getting her approval, you begin to thrust, increasing the pace little by little. It goes from a sharp pain to slight pleasure as she feels her insides getting rearranged. 

You place your hand against her lower lips and finger her cunt to make it easier. This helps a little bit and makes it more pleasurable for her. You then pick up the pace and give a couple of hard thrusts, and can feel your cock from the other side. You feel the bulge of your cock inside her ass with every thrust. It turns you on to see her bulging belly every time you press your cock against it. 

Little by little, Jihyo gets used to your cock inside of her puckerhole and begins to enjoy it. She can't help but touch the bulge in her belly every time it pokes out and finds it kind of hot. “Ahh… ba babe… you really want to mess me up like chaeyoung, huh.”

“Yes, I want your ass to give itself to me. I want to teach every inch of your body that it belongs to me,” and decide to pick her up. Jihyo is surprised and gasps when she’s placed in a reverse stand-and-carry position.

Now the both of you can see your cock creating a big bulge in her belly as if she’s pregnant once more. “Fuck… you're reaching all the way to my deepest part!” You can feel your cock throbbing and begin to fuck her ass while being carried. 

Jihyo moans as she’s carried in the air and enjoys getting railed in the ass. Every time your tip reaches the deepest part, it feels like ecstasy. Little by little, she gives in to the pleasure until she is a complete mess. She doesn’t realize her mind is fading away, and her body is riding on pure ecstasy. 

You give it a couple of thrusts before your orgasm reaches its peak. You see Jihyo’s face ruined by pleasure and say, “Babe, I’m about to cum” but there is no response, just random mumbling, indecipherable words. You ask, “Want me to cum inside?” She tries to come up with the words but can’t and just nods. “Okay, if you really want me to cum, then hold the peace sign.” 

Jihyo, with her remaining consciousness, holds the peace sign as you face her towards the mirror by the corner of the shower. You lift her up, only leave a head of your cock, wait a few seconds and drop her whole weight on your cock. Jihyo’s body immediately reacts, making her squirt all over the mirror as you drown her ass with your biggest load. The expression on her face is priceless as she does a messy ahegao expression while holding the peace signs. Her body loses all its energy and becomes limp and letting go of your cock, only leaving a gaping hole. 

After the messy session, you return to your room and let her rest. She cleans herself with your assistance by taking a proper shower before going to bed. Tomorrow, you both will wake up sore from being busy the whole day, Jihyo especially. 

[aheckinmess]

Character Calamity!

Because I have a habit of being an overachiever and trying to write ALL of the things...I'm putting up another poll about who I should write one-shots for.

But instead of including everyone I write for, I'm only going to include characters that I haven't written for my current MHA Imagines Compilation.

So...WHO SHALL I WRITE?!

[finallydelight]

Bye Busan | Maya Chapter

October 12, 2022

''I think I'm gonna cry at the concert, like I'm really sure of it.'' Jimin said, already shaking his head at the thought.

It made the three others laugh. ''It's gonna be emotional for sure.'' Hobi agreed, thinking about the Busan concert that was coming up in a few days.

''But it's also gonna be fun, hyung.'' Jeongguk added, not wanting them to dwell in the negativity.

Hobi, Jimin, Jeongguk and Jieun had met up in one of the top restaurants in Seoul, it was quite exclusive so they didn't have to worry about being spotted in public with each other.

''Jieunie, you're coming, right?'' Jimin asked her, hopefully glancing at her from across the table. She nodded her head, confirming it. ''Yes, I will be there.''

''Jennie also invited her to the Blackpink concert, so it took her a while to choose.'' The sarcastic tone in which her boyfriend spoke didn't go unnoticed.

She slapped his chest. ''Hey! I've known her for over 10 years, how do you choose between your best friend and boyfriend?''

The Blackpink concert in Seoul and the BTS Busan concert were scheduled on the same day. Jieun had been invited by both Jennie and Jeongguk to come to their own respective concerts. It had taken her a while to choose which one to go to, she didn't want to upset either one. As soon as Jennie knew about it, she told Jieun to go to the BTS one, knowing it would be a while before they had a concert together as a group again. ''Maybe you can come to the one in Japan.'' Is what her older friend had said to her, which Jieun promised she would do.

''I understand it, Ji, but I'm happy you're going to ours.'' Hobi reassured her.

Jeongguk nodded at his words. ''Yeah! You're not gonna want to miss it! We're gonna perform 'Run BTS' and-''

''Jieun-ah?''

A sudden figure appeared at their table, the Twice member looked up and was met with Seokwoo, also known as Rowoon, also known as her ex-boyfriend.

She slightly gasped, surprised. ''Oh my god, hey! How are you?'' Jieun got up and offered him a hug, which he gratefully accepted. ''I'm good, it's nice to see you.''

Things between her and Seokwoo hadn't ended on bad terms. Jieun was about to appear on Sixteen and she wanted to put all of her focus on that, not on a boyfriend. Seokwoo had understood and promised he would keep supporting her. That was 7 years ago.

''Likewise, oh, you probably know these guys.'' She pointed at the three BTS members, wanting to include them in the small interaction. Hobi and Jimin offered the idol-turned-actor with a welcoming smile. ''Rowoon-ah.''

However, next to Jieun's empty seat sat a less impressed Jeongguk who just gaped at the man, not saying anything. Jieun gave him a subtle glare, wanting him to at least acknowledge the guy.

''I heard you're going to the Halloween party, the W Korea one?'' Seokwoo said, awkwardly looking from Jeongguk to Jieun.

She nodded with a soft smile. ''Yeah, you too?'' He also confirmed with a nod of his head, looking delighted she would also be there.

''I'm going too!'' Hobi chimed in, gathering chuckles from everyone but the unamused maknae.

''That's great, uh, I'm gonna leave now, but I'll see you then.'' Seokwoo took that as his sign to leave, the disgruntled Jeongguk shooting daggers at him with his eyes.

Jieun patted his upper arm, figuring another hug would upset her boyfriend even more. ''Yeah, I'll see you, bye!'' She sent him off with a look in her eyes that hopefully apologised for the behaviour of the youngest man at the table.

She sat back down again. Jieun opted to call Jeongguk out for his childish attitude, but decided not to as she didn't want to do that in front of his members. ''Sorry, what were we talking about? Oh, the concert.'' She remembered, trying to resume their previous conversation.

''Yeah, it's gonna be really fun,'' Jimin went along, nodding at her, ''we've prepared a lot and it's gonna pay off well.'' Jieun gave him an appreciative smile, relieved at least one person was going along with it.

''You guys are doing 'Run BTS'? The fans are really gonna like that, I think.'' She remembered Jeongguk saying that before they were interrupted.

Hobi excitedly nodded his head. ''Yes! They've been asking for it and it just wouldn't be right to not-''

''Excuse me, I'm going to the bathroom.'' Jeongguk excused himself from the table, getting up without saying anything else. Jieun sadly watched his figure leave, sighing loudly for the other two men to hear.

They gave her a sympathetic smile, feeling bad. ''Don't worry about him, Ji. He gets upset when he doesn't get attention.'' Hobi explained, not aware what Seokwoo and Jieun's history was.

''No, I, uh, I know what it is,'' she brushed it off, ''we'll talk when we get home.''

The two seemed a bit confused, but Jieun's words made them less worried about the situation. They were sure the couple would talk about it and it would be resolved.

''He's also been stressed with the concert and stuff, I think a lot of things are just piling up for him. You know how perfect he wants everything.'' Jimin said, having noticed how Jeongguk got agitated quite fast the last few weeks.

Jieun nodded, knowing all about it. ''I know, I tried to talk to him about it, but he shuts me down immediately. I was hoping he talked to you guys about it.''

''It's the same thing with us, we figured he was talking to you about it.'' Hobi told her, realising the youngest was holding all his feelings and thoughts to himself.

In the corner of her eye, she saw that Jeongguk was making his way back to their table. ''He's coming back.'' She told his two members, who immediately changed the topic back to the concert.

''Do you mind going home, Ji? I think I ate something wrong.'' He avoided her eyes, looking down at the table instead.

She could see right through him, he no longer wanted to be in the same place that her ex-boyfriend just was. ''Sure, are you okay?''

''Yeah, I just need some sleep.'' He grabbed his jacket and put it on, moving around the table to say goodbye to his members.

Hobi and Jimin offered to pay, but Jieun said they would do it, since they're the first to leave. Jeongguk gave her a look, but smiled at his hyungs. ‘’Bye, guys!’’

''Here,'' Jeongguk handed her his car keys as they walked away from the table, ''you get warm in the car and I'll go pay then.'' Before she could say anything, he had already walked over to the waiter's station. Jieun frowned, but made her way to their car in the private parking of the restaurant.

She only had to wait about a minute or so for Jeongguk to get back. He sighed while getting in the driver's seat, catching Jieun's attention. ''What's with you?'' She asked him, remaining calm.

She saw him tightening his jaw as the question left her lips. ''Oh, I don't know. Maybe it was that friend of yours who decided to crash our dinner or maybe the fact that when I want to go pay for the dinner, our waiter tells me that it's already been paid for by a gentleman named Seokwoo.'' He rambled on, sounding more angry with every word that came out of his mouth. He had a tight grip on the steering wheel as his veins seemed ready to pop out at any moment.

''Look, I understand that you're stressed with the concert and everything, and that seeing an ex-boyfriend of mine doesn't help with that stress, but you can't just walk away from a nice time with your members like that. It's embarrassing.'' She knew her boyfriend could be jealous, but this was the first time he actually got upset like this.

Jeongguk scoffed at her words, finally looking her in the eyes. ''Embarrassing? I embarrassed you?'' Her words must have hit a nerve with him, ''That asshole of an ex of yours completely embarrassed ME out there! Hugging MY girlfriend, talking to MY members! The dick even paid for MY dinner, he's making a mockery out of me!''

Jieun gaped at him, in disbelief. ''Did you even think for one second that he was maybe just trying to be nice?

''He was trying to make me look bad in front of you, so he can swoop in and steal you from me.'' The man grew more frustrated at Jieun's inability to understand his point of view.

She was almost at a loss for words. ''Steal me from you? What are you going on about? He just wanted to come and say hi, it's as simple as that! He doesn't even know that we are together.''

''Of course, he knows! Why else would he interrupt our dinner?''

''Because he's a nice person? Because we haven't seen each other in years? You're seeing things that aren't there, Guk.'' Despite her own frustrations with the situation, she remained calm. She doesn't like to raise her voice and especially not at Jeongguk.

''No, you're the ignorant one! He's obviously trying to get in your pants and you're just letting him do that! I-I can't believe you, I can't believe you're not seeing it.''

Jieun was at a loss for words, completely stunned. She grabbed her handbag from the car floor and looked at him one last time. ''I'm not having this argument with you when you're acting like a child. Call me when you've calmed down and are ready to talk with me like an adult. Goodnight, Guk.'' She opened the car door and got out, realising he wasn't properly listening to her and he wasn't planning on doing that either.

She called a taxi for herself that didn't take long to arrive. After informing the driver of her destination, she sent a text to Nayeon.

Ma Eun: unnie, I'm on my way to the dorm now

Ma Eun: you want me to bring you some food or anything?

Nayeonnie: I already ate, thanks 💙

Nayeonnie: I thought you were staying with Jungkook?

Ma Eun: change of plans

Jieun was relieved to be back in her own space, the smell of Nayeon's food entering her nostrils. ''Unnie, It's me!'' She took off her shoes and jacket, before walking into the living room.

''What happened?'' Nayeon went straight to the point, too curious.

Jieun simply sighed, already tired from even thinking about what happened in the car with Jeongguk. ''I'll explain tomorrow, I just want to sleep.'' She ruffled her member's hair and walked to her room.

''Alright, sleep well, Jieunie!''

October 13, 2022

''He said what?'' Nayeon looked at her younger sister in horror as Jieun explained her argument with Jeongguk from the previous day.

Jieun simply nodded her head. ''I know, I understand that with everything going on around him that he's experiencing a lot of stress, but he doesn't have to take that out on me.''

''Poor Rowoon, though. He just wanted to be polite.'' The older one commented, feeling sympathy for the guy. Jieun agreed. ''Yeah, he's always been like that. I just tried to make Jeongguk see that what he did was something out of kindness, not a way to show off or anything.''

Nayeon grabbed her hand. ''Just wait until he calls, Ji. I'm sure he's realised by now that what he said was out of line and he'll call soon.'' She assured her, a comforting smile on her face.

And a few hours later, his call did come through. Jieun took a deep breath before answering, getting herself ready. ''Hi.''

''Hey, honey.'' He greeted her, she could tell by his tone that he was nervous. ''I did some thinking and I owe you an apology.''

''I shouldn't have lost my shit like that in the car. I shouldn't have walked away like that from our table. I shouldn't have urged you to go home when you were having a good time with the members. I'm sorry, Ji.'' Jeongguk apologised, out of breath by the time he finished.

Jieun smiled to herself. ''I'm happy you realised what you did was wrong, darling. Arguments happen to every couple, but I want us to listen to one another. I'm relieved that you know now that Seokwoo had good intentions.''

''I still feel the same about him, Ji. I just feel guilty for the way I went about telling you, the guy's literally obsessed with you.'' His words caused a pang to go through her heart.

''You're kidding, right? You still think that?''

''Babe, there's too much coincidence! He's there just at the same time that we are there!'' Jeongguk held his opinion that Rowoon was there actively trying to pursue his girlfriend.

Jieun rolled her eyes, she didn't want to do a repeat of yesterday. ''Well, if you're not gonna apologise for that, I will tell Jennie-unnie I'm going to her concert tomorrow, instead of yours.''

''You're not serious? You're still defending him?'' Jeongguk was in disbelief.

''I am serious. I'm sorry, but I'd rather go to my best friend's show than to someone who can't even see their own mistakes. He was just being polite for god's sake! Not everyone that looks in my direction wants to get in my pants. Focus on your show and we'll talk in a few days, I can't even speak to you right now.'' With that she hung up the phone, shaking her head while thinking back on his words. She just couldn't believe that he thought him walking away from their table was worse than what he said about Rowoon.

Jieun pushed her thoughts away as she scrolled through her contact list, having to make a call.

''Unnie? Yeah, I'm gonna need a ticket for the show…''

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Like a Sweet Dessert — 1

Summary An overworked bakery owner needs a little help, and who better to help her than a happy-go-lucky art student? Except... This art student is helplessly terrible at her job, and even though Sana gets annoyed, she can never stay mad at the girl who's just as sweet as any one of the desserts she sells.

Pairing baker!sana x art student!oc

Warnings tooth-rotting fluff, co-workers to lovers, cursing (?), many mentions of food

w.c.: 1.1k

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"Yes, ma'am, I'll make your latte and bring you your matcha cake right away!" Sana said as she quickly rung up the woman's order and scrambled away to make the drink and grab the pastry from the glass display case that doubled as the counter. 

"Have a wonderful day!" she called as the woman walked away before turning to the next customer in line. It was another busy day, and Sana was exhausted. She'd been up since 4 AM to make the sweets that were in the display, and it was currently 4 PM. Almost closing tome, in 2 hours, but Sana was working alone, and knew she'd have to leave the register soon to go and get the orders of those waiting at tables.

"Give me just one moment, sir," she said to the man waiting before she walked over to the nearest table, asking how their day's been and what they'd like to order. Smiling, she got it for them before returning to the register, knowing there was no break to be had until the clock struck 6, no matter how much she wanted to drop to the floor and take a good, long nap. 

It was nearing the beginning of summer, so many active college students were often stopping by the bakery for a beginning or end-of-class snack and drink. Japan's summers could be remarkably hot sometimes, so many things were ordered cold. As much as she appreciated the business, and loved even more to see the regular faces, she wished it would be a little bit less busy sometimes. It was a lot for one woman to handle. 

After finishing the largest rush of the day, the bell rang again, making Sana internally groan. She plastered a bright grin her face, looking up at the door to see a frazzled looking girk walk through the door. 

"Welcome to Sana's Sweets, what can I do for you today?" Sana greeted, watching with curiousty as the girl stood there for a moment, simply staring at her. Then, the other girl smiled and looked up at the hand-written chalkboard menu before placing her order. 

"I was wondering, ma'am, if you knew how to get to the nearby college? I got a little lost on my way there," she said in heavily accented Japanese, revealing that she was a foreigner for quickly to the native-born woman behind the counter.

Sana nodded, pulling out a pad of paper and a pencil, quickly marking down the directions in simpler Japanese terms than you would get from the average person you asked on the street. Handing it to her, she was greeted with a blinding smile,

"Thank you so much. I'll make sure to stop by some other time for another one of these," she said, holding up the strawberry pound cake Sana had grabbed for her. Sana nodded, waving as she left. 

Looking up at the strawberry-shaped clock on the left wall, Sana sighed with relief, only 5 minutes left until closing. She turned and started walking to the back to grab her cleaning supplies, no harm in starting early. 

As she wiped down the tables, Sana finally had a true moment to think. She really needed some help around here, even just a single extra set of hands would make the daily work so much easier. All she needed, really, was someone to wait on the tables and help clean. Couldn't be that hard to find someone in a town full of college kids, right?

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Turns out, it was kind of difficult. After making a small poster in ten minutes on some editing software she hadn't used since she herself was in college, and plastering it on the window, she hoped that someone would take up the offer, especially seeing the higher than usual hourly rate. But no one did, and the disappointment made the already long day seem that much longer. 

Once again, Sana was alone near closing time when she heard a light thud on the door's glass. Looking up, startled, she saw the same girl from the previous day, only this time donning a pair of thin-rimmed glasses and peering at something next to her. She stumbled back a bit from the door before opening it and stepping inside.

"Sorry to come so close to closing time, but I was a bit late getting out of class. Sorry for bumping into the door, too. I was trying to read the poster, but I have poor..." she trailed off, nose scrunching up as she vaguely waved her hand over her eyes and then pointed at her glasses.

"Eyesight?" Sana filled in, to which she got a firm nod. 

"I want to help. With the store. I can't bake, and I'm very clumsy at times, but I'll try my best to learn and help you out," she said, pointing towards the pink poster. Sana chuckled,

"Do you have any job experience as a waitress, any at all...?" she waited for the younger woman to fill in her name.

"Park Ha-Ri. And no, not really. But I've been told I'm adaptable," Ha-Ri replied, saying the last word in Korean, for she couldn't be bothered trying to remember it in Japanese at the moment. Sana, who spoke just enough Korean to understand her, shrugged,

"Yeah, why not? I need the help, and if you suck, then I'll just fire you!" she said, making Ha-Ri smile awkwardly, because what the hell do you say to that? 

"Well then, Park Ha-Ri, welcome to the team. Let's get you signed into the computer system to I can actually clock you in and out. You'll also need to change up your style a bit, wear different outfits for work, ones more appropriate for a bakery than what you're currently wearing," Sana motioned to Ha-Ri's calf-length green skirt and white and paler green checkered top, "You'll also have to start tying your hair up in tight ponytails, we don't want any hairs getting into the food." 

This time, she motioned from her golden-blonde hair to Ha-Ri's chocolate brown locks. Ha-Ri nodded, making a mental note about it, deciding she'd match her hair ties to her work outfits.

After putting all the necessary information into the system, Sana stuck her hand out,

"Well, I'll see you on Monday, Ha-Ri," she smiled as they shook hands. Ha-Ri nodded, smile just, or maybe even brighter, than Sana's. 

"See you Monday."

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The Pleasure Equation: When the Nerd Solves Everything, Including You

Nayeon x Male Reader

word count: 8.2k

a/n: Yo, my first published smut. I hope you like it. Feel free to tell me what you think.

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You're lying on the couch, staring at the ceiling and wondering why, in the 21st century, universities still think pairing people for projects is a good idea. Plus, you're terrible at this subject. Advanced Calculus? They might as well call it "How to Ruin My Weekend." The only saving grace is that your partner, Nayeon, the biggest nerd in class, will handle most of it. For you, it seems like a golden ticket: she does the work, and you pretend you helped. It was the perfect plan. What could go wrong?

The doorbell rings. Of course, it’s her. You were expecting it—you could almost time Nayeon's nerdy punctuality. And, as always, she looks like the picture-perfect good girl—cardigan, glasses, skirt, that innocent, serious air of someone more interested in spreadsheets than in people. The kind of girl most guys wouldn't look at twice. But you, well, you had to look. It was obligatory since she was going to carry your weight in this project.

You open the door, and there she is, laptop under her arm, shy smile and everything you imagined. The nerd who's here to save your semester.

What you didn’t know—and God knew you were about to find out—is that Nayeon had planned a different type of study for this project.

She walks in with that confident stride that only people who are either extremely smart or who know the subject is your lifeline have. And honestly, you’re not ready for the energy she brings.

“Hi,” she says, glancing around your house, skipping any small talk.

“Hey, Nayeon. Nice to have you here.” You try to sound more enthusiastic than you really are. “Want anything? Water, juice, tea?” you offer, hoping to buy yourself a few more minutes of procrastination before facing the project.

“No, thanks.” She looks at you over her glasses, almost as if she’s analyzing your soul. “I think we should just get started. The sooner we finish, the better.”

“Yeah, better,” you think. And with that, off you go to your bedroom. Yes, the bedroom, because it’s the only place in the house that seems even remotely presentable. There are piles of books (that you haven’t read, just skimmed for the basics), notebooks with ridiculously short notes you took, some clothes scattered here and there... oh, and your unmade but perfectly comfortable bed, where you sit on the edge. It was a clinically tidy room compared to the living room or the kitchen.

Nayeon doesn't seem to care about anything. She sits at the desk chair and opens her laptop.

The project, of course, is about "Modeling Algebraic Functions for the Optimization of Industrial Processes." Or something equally mind-numbing that only Nayeon seems to understand. You’re more lost than someone trying to solve a Rubik's cube in the dark. And it’s all because of your dad, who, in his non-threatening way, persuaded you to follow the family career path. Damn Engineering (and tradition).

Nayeon, as always, is already deep into the work, fingers flying over the keyboard while her glasses slip to the tip of her nose, balancing dangerously between focused nerd and, well... ¿sexy? nerd?

Not that you’d admit that.

She glances at you, and for a second, you almost feel like she expects you to say something useful. Which, of course, would be a grave miscalculation. Literally.

“So, I thought you could start with the part about differential equations,” she says, making the suggestion with the ease of someone asking you to hold a cup, when what she’s really offering is a grand piano. “And then the graphs…”

You pretend to be genuinely interested. Which means nodding in a way that could be mistaken for understanding if someone looked quickly, but in reality, you're utterly lost.

“Oh, sure, differential equations…” you repeat, as if the words held any special meaning. They don’t.

Nayeon sighs and goes back to typing, clearly aware of the level of uselessness you're operating at. She’s probably already mentally dividing the entire project, calculating how many extra hours she'll need to cover for the fact that you're, essentially, dead weight.

“Maybe you could review the introduction,” she suggests, polite but with the patience of someone talking to a child who still doesn’t know the difference between shapes.

You scratch your head, pretending to read the introduction she’s already written. One, two lines. Everything looks very... professional. You attempt to seem helpful:

“You know, I think you’re... um... doing great with this. Maybe... maybe I should focus more on the creative part of the project, like... the presentation design?” you suggest, smiling, as if making a PowerPoint full of silly animations was an undervalued talent in academia.

She raises an eyebrow.

“Design?” Nayeon asks, sarcasm dripping from her tone. “In an Advanced Calculus project? You want to fill the presentation with glitter and stars, is that it?”

“Hey, glitter makes everything better,” you reply, defensive, but unable to suppress a smile. “Maybe throw in some memes to lighten the mood… People love memes... I guess.”

“I’m not sure if you're joking or if you've completely given up on life,” Nayeon mutters, with a short, dry laugh, returning to the keyboard.

You shift on the bed, trying to find a position that seems less like a desperate student and more like someone slightly focused on the project. The silence is broken only by the sound of her typing and your occasional murmur of fake approval: “Hmm, sure, that makes sense…”

It doesn’t.

Then, out of nowhere, Nayeon looks at you again, but this time with a different kind of curiosity. There’s something in her eyes, something that goes beyond pure calculation—and we’re not talking about the equations.

“You live alone, right?” The question comes casually, almost innocently. Almost.

“Uh, yeah, I do,” you answer, a bit confused by the sudden shift. “Why?”

“Just... curious,” she replies, but the smile she gives is far from innocent. “It must be nice living alone. I bet you can do whatever you want, right? No one around to hear...”

“Yeah, kind of,” you say, scratching the back of your neck. “Like... I can have pizza for breakfast without being judged. And play video games late. It’s not as glamorous as it sounds.”

Nayeon laughs, but in a way that makes you feel a bit uncomfortable, like she knows something you don’t.

“And... what do you mean by ‘do whatever you want���?” you ask, hesitant but unable to resist the curiosity.

“Oh, nothing,” she says, looking away for a second. “Just thinking... it must be interesting. Having that kind of freedom.”

She pauses and looks directly at you again, her fingers sliding slowly across the keyboard, as if the project was now the last thing on her mind.

“Tell me something... what’s your type?” The question lands like a stone thrown into a calm lake, sending ripples of confusion through you.

You almost choke.

“My... type?” you repeat, as if it’s a math problem with too many variables.

“Yeah, like... what do you find attractive in someone?” Nayeon continues, her voice far too casual for the situation. She leans forward slightly, her eyes locked on yours.

“Well, I dunno.” You shift uncomfortably. “I guess... someone fun, you know? Someone who can make me laugh.”

“Hmm. And me?” Nayeon tilts her head, her glasses now low enough to reveal her sharp eyes behind them. “Do I make you laugh?”

You freeze, because the right answer to this feels like a trap.

Sure, Nayeon’s made you laugh plenty of times, especially when she freaks out over losing half a point on a test. But that doesn’t seem like the kind of "laugh" she’s asking about.

“Uh, yeah, of course!” you respond, quickly. “I mean, in a good way. Not that I’m laughing *at* you, but... you know what I mean, right?”

She smiles, and you’re not sure if she’s satisfied with your answer or just amused by your nervousness.

“You know,” Nayeon continues, “I think I prefer guys who... know what they want. Guys with attitude.”

You nod, trying to process what’s happening.

“Oh, sure. Attitude is always good, right?” you reply, having no idea where this conversation is heading.

She looks at you in a way that feels almost predatory, and you realize that, somehow, whatever control you thought you had over this situation (even a little) now belongs entirely to her.

“Do you have it?” she asks. “Attitude?”

At that moment, you realize two things: first, Nayeon isn’t interested in solving differential equations today. And second, you probably should’ve agreed to do the graphs.

You feel the pressure of the question like a multiple-choice exam where all the answers seem wrong.

"Now?" you stammer, as if time itself is about to collapse. "Uh… I don’t know, I think we’re in the middle of a project, right? I wouldn’t want to interrupt…"

"Interrupt?" She lets out a short laugh. "I think work went out the window a long time ago, don’t you?"

With that, she stands up, closing the laptop, and starts walking slowly around the room, as if inspecting the space, or maybe just teasing you on purpose. Every step she takes seems more choreographed than anything you’ve ever seen on stage.

Suddenly, she stops, untying her hair and shaking it loose.

"You know," she continues, turning her gaze back to you, "I thought of a way to make things more interesting."

Your brain, of course, is already in full panic mode, but your mouth, as always, insists on trying to sound casual.

"Really? Interesting how?" you ask, hoping the answer isn’t something like "Russian roulette."

She crosses her arms. You realize that, at some point, you completely lost any chance of controlling your own fate.

"A game," Nayeon says, with a sly smile. "Let’s play a game. What do you say?"

"What kind of game?" you ask, already regretting letting curiosity win over survival instinct.

"Oh, don’t worry, nothing too crazy," she replies, shrugging as if the suggestion were perfectly innocent. "Something fun, to relax, since the project clearly isn’t going anywhere today."

She steps closer to you, with that conspiratorial air of someone about to suggest something really dangerous.

"What do you think?" she whispers, lowering her voice. "You up for playing with me?"

"Err... depends on the game, right?" you reply, trying to sound laid-back.

Her eyes gleam behind her glasses, and the smile on her lips is pure provocation.

"Let’s see… How about something simple?" she suggests, her eyes never leaving yours. "Questions and answers. To test what you've been learning in the course."

"Just that?" you ask, half skeptical, half curious.

She speaks with a lightness that contrasts the intensity of her proposal:

"Of course not. For every question you get right, I’ll take off a piece of clothing."

You blink. Blink again. And then a third time, just to make sure you heard correctly.

"What?" you blurt out, a laugh escaping before you can control it. "You’re kidding, right?"

Nayeon crosses her arms, that crafty smile still on her face. Apparently, she’s not kidding.

"I’m dead serious. And if you manage to make me take off everything, I’ll give you a prize."

"A prize?" You try to keep your composure, but all you can think about is that maybe studying Calculus isn’t so bad after all. "What kind of prize?"

Nayeon doesn’t respond with words. Instead, she lifts her skirt just enough to reveal a glimpse of her panties — white, of course, because even in this, she has to be precise and teasing.

You swallow hard, your eyes nearly popping out of their sockets. Suddenly, the temperature in the room rises by five degrees, and it has nothing to do with global warming.

"Hm... okay, let’s go," you respond, trying to sound casual, but in reality, your mind is a complete mess. Who knew the class nerd had this side to her?

"Great." Nayeon giggles before adjusting her glasses and kicking off her shoes to, let’s say, get more comfortable. "First question: What’s the basic principle of algebraic function modeling applied to industrial process optimization?"

You stare at her. Of course, it wasn’t going to be an easy game. Your brain tries, with herculean effort, to remember what the hell that means.

"Hm… I think… it’s using equations to simplify a complex process?" you guess.

She smiles.

"Well, close enough. You got the general concept," she says.

She starts with the most innocent pieces, of course. The cardigan that you barely noticed she was wearing, because let’s be honest, your focus was more on the project — or on how not to do it... Well, at least that’s what you thought. Now, the focus has definitely changed. Every button that opens feels like a small personal victory. And before you know it, the cardigan is on the floor. She looks at you with a sly smile.

"Shall we continue?"

"Damn right, I’m enjoying this!"

"How do you define an improper integral?"

You blink. Of course, she’d come up with one of those questions you never knew the answer to.

"An… improbable integral?"

She laughs, a clear, almost musical sound that fills the room. If Nayeon were the type of person who enjoyed academically torturing others, she was definitely on the right track.

"I’ll give you a hint," she leans forward, just enough for you to see part of the top underneath her perfectly white blouse. "It has something to do with limits."

Limits. Of course. Yours are being tested in a different way. You vaguely remember the professor mentioning something about this, between naps.

"Oh, right! It’s when the interval goes to infinity, right?" you venture, your heart already beating faster.

"Correct!" She claps her hands, feigning innocent excitement that definitely doesn’t match the way her hands move toward the buttons of her blouse. One button, two, three... and soon, Nayeon’s blouse is off, revealing a black camisole, tight enough to show that she had planned all of this meticulously.

You exhale a breath you didn’t even know you were holding. Now, you’re invested in the game.

"Next question: What are the three most common methods to solve a system of linear equations?"

Linear equations? Of course, you slept through that class. But then… things start to click.

"Elimination, substitution, and… matrices."

"You’re getting the hang of it, huh?" she says, her voice almost a purr.

Without hesitation, she leans back a little and, with a slow, sensual gesture, removes the black camisole, now revealing a delicate white bra, almost the same shade as her skin.

Your heart is pounding in your chest, but somehow, you’re starting to enjoy the game, and oddly enough, math too. Well, this is definitely a more rewarding way to learn something you don’t like.

"Now an easier one," she teases, as if giving you a break. "How do you calculate the area under a curve?"

You swallow hard, not because of the question, but because Nayeon is crossing her arms in a way that’s far from casual, emphasizing even more what’s... well, on display.

"Definite integrals," you answer quickly, perhaps with more enthusiasm than necessary.

She gives a small round of applause, but this time doesn’t make any immediate move to take off anything else.

"Very good! But... are you sure you want to continue?" she asks, tilting her head, as her fingers rest on the zipper of her skirt.

You’re not sure if you want to continue the game or skip straight to the “prize,” but whatever it is, you need this girl naked. But for that you need to concentrate, but how would you do it? It's certainly not easy. Not when she runs her fingers, provocatively slow, to the zipper of her skirt.

“Alright, just one more, then,” she says, with a false lightness that only adds to the tension in the air, “a simpler one, I promise. If you get it right, I’ll take off one more piece. If you get it wrong… the game’s over.”

Your mind is racing, a mix of nerves and pure curiosity. After all, how did you end up here, being quizzed by Nayeon, The Nerd™? And now, The Nerd™ was about to strip.

Weird world.

“Okay… ask the question,” you say, trying to seem calm. Just trying.

Nayeon raises an eyebrow, still toying with the zipper of her skirt, but not pulling it down at all, just… waiting. “What’s Stokes' theorem?” she asks.

You almost laugh. Not really, more like a nervous chuckle that escapes before you realize… crap, you actually don’t remember.

“Erm…” you begin, desperately searching for some vague memory of a class you definitely slept through.

Nayeon doesn’t miss the look of panic on your face.

“Ah, struggling?” she asks, her voice sweetly sadistic. “How about a hint?” She leans in, the skirt still untouched, but in a deliberate move, she adjusts her bra, already more revealing than it should be, giving you a clear view of her generous cleavage.

You clear your throat, dying a little inside but trying to maintain your composure.

“Uh, it has to do with surface integrals, right? Something about flows… and vectors…”

“Exactly! Flows and vectors,” she repeats, satisfied. And then, in an almost innocent gesture, as if she were merely taking off an uncomfortable shoe after a long day, she pulls the zipper of the skirt, which slides down her legs, hitting the floor like it didn’t even matter, revealing her bare legs and white panties. Her thighs are even more perfect than you imagined—toned, lightly defined. Your throat dries up as if you’ve just run a marathon, but the only thing racing is your heart.

Honestly, you’re never really prepared for every time she gets more and more exposed. She places a hand on her hip, looking at you with that expression that makes you wonder how you never realized this before—that yes, Nayeon, the “nerd” of the class, was a girl far more complex than any Stokes theorem.

“So, what now? Want to continue or… are you satisfied?” She pouts adorably, challenging you, and you know, at that moment, that she wants you to keep going. After all, she’s having way too much fun.

You take a deep breath, determined, even though your mind is light-years away from any coherent thought.

“Sure. Next question. I’m going to win my prize.”

“What a determined guy,” Nayeon chuckles softly, with that teasing air, as if you were on a quiz show and not in some sort of erotically torturous strip game for the brave. “Alright then… explain the principle of superposition.”

She knew you had no idea. You knew that she knew. But what did it matter? What mattered was that your eyes were glued to every movement she made. She tilted her head, playing with the strap of her bra.

You think for a moment. Superposition… electric fields… sure, you got this.

“It’s when, hmm…” your voice cracks, but you force yourself to sound confident. “It’s when the sum of the effects of multiple causes is equal to the sum of the individual causes. Each field acts like the others aren’t even there.”

She leans in, subtly, fiddling with the strap of her bra, her eyes never leaving yours.

“Exactly,” she says, letting the strap fall with a slow motion from one shoulder. And then, from the other. “Congratulations.”

The bra falls to the floor.

You try, honestly try, to keep your focus on what’s happening, but there’s a problem. Actually, two, and both of them are right in front of you, fully exposed. No matter how much your mind insists that you need to concentrate on the game… you simply can’t.

“J-just one more question, right?” You stammer, desperately trying to focus on your shoes, the wall, anything but… well, Nayeon, and the fact that she was now practically naked.

She leans forward slightly, arms “casually” crossed, and you’re convinced she did this just to make sure your brain imploded. One of her breasts lightly brushes against her arm, and your mind screams something between HELP and THANK YOU.

"Exactly,” she says, and there’s a hint of malice in her voice, that tone that indicates she knows by now you’re one step away from a complete meltdown. “One last question. If you get it right… you win your prize. If you get it wrong… you’ll do the entire project alone.”

Your head throbs, struggling to focus on anything besides her smooth skin and the hair falling loosely over her shoulders.

“Alone?” you repeat, dumbfounded. A simple word, but you can barely get it out.

She bites her lip, enjoying herself. And then, in the most seductive voice possible, she drops the bomb:

“Of course… if you mess up now in the final minutes, you’ll have to do it all on your own. But if you get it right, you’ll see what’s under this,” she pulls at the side of her white panties slightly, just enough to let your imagination spin. “And who knows what else…” Her voice is a caress wrapped in pure temptation.

Yeah, it’s worth the risk.

Focus, you tell yourself, as if that’s remotely possible. Here you are, in a state of complete mental confusion, and Nayeon is there, almost naked, suggesting there’s just one question left before… well, paradise. And hell, too, because clearly, you wouldn’t survive doing this fucked-up project alone.

“Alright, let’s go,” you force the words out. “What’s the last question?”

Nayeon smiles in a way that says, I got you. And of course, she did. She leans in again, this time closer, her panties still firmly in place, but for how long?

“Ready for this?” she murmurs, with the tone of a final temptation. “What law of electromagnetism describes the relationship between the circulation of a magnetic field along a closed path and the electric current passing through the surface enclosed by that path?”

You freeze. Your mind is almost there, trying to grab the answer from some corner not focused on the fact that Nayeon is practically naked in front of you.

“Uh…” you begin, Nayeon sways her hips as she waits. “It’s… it’s…” you struggle. Nothing. Your mind is completely blank, a screen of static.

Nayeon sighs, as if she’s genuinely disappointed. Of course she’s not. She’s having way too much fun for that.

“Need a hint?” she offers, with a smile as sweet as it is devastating.

You nod desperately. Anything, for God’s sake, anything to help!

She whispers softly, “This law introduced the concept of ‘displacement current.’”

You blink, and then, as if by some miracle, the answer comes to you. But before you can speak it aloud, Nayeon leans in again and your traitorous eyes glance at her exposed breasts.

You almost forget the answer entirely, but a slip or whatever that was makes you say, “Ampère-Maxwell’s Law,” your voice trembling, unsure if physics is about to save you or be the last nail in the coffin of your sanity.

Nayeon looks you up and down.

She approved.

Slowly, as if savoring the moment, in a exaggeratedly calculated movement, she pulls her panties down, revealing everything.

Her curves are so smooth they seem hand-carved by some Renaissance artist with a thing for naughty nerd girls. Her entire body is a work of art, every inch of her pure perfection, and as she moves closer, you feel like you’re about to lose control for good.

Nayeon sits beside you, her legs slightly apart so you can see her tight little pussy. She looks you up and down, the same look that used to seem like someone fully focused on her studies, now carrying much more obvious intentions.

"Do you like what you see?" she asks, her voice low and seductive.

You swallow hard, trying not to seem as out of control as you really are.

"Yeah... Very much..." you respond, your voice rougher than usual, and before you know it, Nayeon is leaning in closer, her body heat practically radiating onto you.

"What are you waiting for, then?" she whispers, her lips just inches from yours. The suggestion lingers in the air, and your body seems to move on its own. Your hand rises, hesitant, until it reaches her breasts, your fingers feeling the smoothness of her skin and the firmness that makes you forget about any equation or college project. You squeeze lightly, and Nayeon lets out a soft sigh that drives you even crazier.

She leans in more, her lips brushing yours in a gentle kiss. When she pulls away, her eyes are gleaming.

"I’ve always liked you, you know?" she confesses, lightly biting her lower lip as her hand slides down your chest. "I've always thought you were really hot… and smart, too. You just needed a little help focusing on what matters. You’ve got potential, you just need to get rid of the distractions."

You chuckle nervously, still trying to process what’s happening.

"I never imagined you were like this… You always seemed so… well-behaved." The words come out with difficulty, your mind still reeling between what you thought you knew about Nayeon and what you're discovering now.

She laughs softly, amused, her eyes half-closed as she replies.

"You can’t judge a book by its cover," she says, her voice almost a whispered secret, as if she’s letting you in on something few people are privileged to know.

She then pulls your hand to her waist, and you squeeze, feeling the softness of her skin, the warmth of her body under your fingers. Nayeon’s body fits against yours in a way that feels almost orchestrated. Her hands, agile and confident, slide down to your thigh, in a way that makes your breathing quicken even more.

And then you feel her touch on your groin. It’s a slow tease, and she looks into your eyes with a smile that’s almost victorious.

"Do you want me to suck you off?" she asks, her voice thick with desire.

Your heart is racing so fast you can barely think of a coherent response, but you nod, without hesitation.

"I do." The word escapes your lips, more of a groan than a response.

Nayeon smiles, that wicked smile you would never have associated with the girl who sat in the front row of the class.

"I’ve been dying to," she murmurs, the heat between you two rising with each second, promising much more than just an intellectual debate.

Nayeon kneels between your legs and prepares to take off her glasses. At that moment, it seems like the last facade of the “well-behaved nerd” is about to fall along with them. But you, in a sudden impulse of something even Freud would hesitate to analyze, reach out and say, almost automatically, “No, leave the glasses on. I like you like that.”

She stops, her fingers still hovering over the frames, and smiles in a way only someone about to change your fate could.

"Really?" She tilts her head, clearly liking the idea. Not just liking it—loving it. The kind of smile she gives you is one of someone who’s just gained a new strategic advantage in the game.

"Can you… do it… with the glasses on?" you ask, and honestly, now that the words are in the air, the question seems less weird than it should.

"Of course. If that’s what you want," Nayeon replies, the smile gaining an edge of provocation that makes you wonder if she hadn’t planned this all along.

She reaches for your pants and pulls them down along with your underwear. Nayeon touches your cock, and the sensation makes you realize how small her hands are. With incredibly soft fingers, she grips it firmly, as if evaluating something rare, a treasure she’s just found. Her eyes, still behind the lenses, look up at you.

"Wow..." she murmurs, impressed. "It’s so… big and thick.”

If you had any chance of keeping your composure, it vanished with that sentence.

"Your hand… is so soft," you manage to say, your brain desperately trying to keep up with what’s happening.

Nayeon smiles.

"Oh, if you liked that, just wait until I put it in my mouth."

And that’s exactly what she does. Nayeon spits into her palm, the quick, indecent sound echoing in the room, and starts stroking you, her touch now sliding with the ease of something well-lubricated, almost clinical—if it weren’t absolutely pornographic.

And then, with little warning, she swallows.

Just like that. As if she’d been trained at some secret school of forbidden pleasure, her mouth wraps around your cock, warm, wet, and with a desire bordering on voracious. She looks up at you from below, her glasses still firmly in place.

You writhe in pleasure. Nothing else matters. Not the project, not life’s worries. Just Nayeon, and the way she sucks, kisses, and takes you deep, with a dedication that would make anyone believe she’s indeed “studying” something.

"I’m going to use my breasts now," she says, stopping briefly, her voice slightly hoarse, as she adjusts her breasts, squeezing them around your cock.

Ah, Nayeon’s breasts. Warm, soft, and incredibly seductive, they create the perfect “pillow” as she starts giving you a titjob. And the glasses? Still there, perfectly framing her face, turning this whole thing into an improbable, yet wonderful fantasy.

The sensation of her breasts pressing against your cock is a next-level delight. Nayeon, with a mischievous look and a voice barely above a whisper, asks, "Are you enjoying this, babe?"

You can only groan in response, the sensation so intense that words refuse to form properly. Her breasts move up and down, creating a warm, sweaty pressure that’s almost indescribable. She adjusts the rhythm.

"This is..." you manage to say, your voice hoarse and breaking. "Fuck, this is amazing."

The pleasure builds, a rising heat that seems to have a life of its own as Nayeon keeps working her magic. Her breasts, pressing and rubbing with delicious intensity, create waves of pleasure that only get stronger.

As the rhythm quickens, Nayeon gives a satisfied smile. Her breasts continue to move up and down, the sensation around your cock hot and wet, and you feel the pressure and heat mounting.

You start to squirm, the sensations growing more and more intense. The pleasure is so overwhelming it feels like your body is on the verge of exploding. Nayeon adjusts the pressure and pace, making every touch and movement you feel even more intense.

“Am I making you feel good?” Nayeon asks.

You can only nod, the feeling of being on the brink of climax almost overwhelming. Your moans become more frequent, and you can feel yourself nearing the point of no return... something Nayeon hadn’t anticipated.

Then, just as the pleasure reaches an almost unbearable level, you cum. The first spurt surprises her, landing on her face. She stays there, wide-eyed and gasping, her glasses now smeared with your semen. She accepts what happened and keeps stroking you, and the second, weaker spurt drips down onto her breasts, slowly trickling. She finishes the job by rubbing your cock on her chest, spreading your cum all over her breasts until they’re thoroughly messy. When she stops, you exhale, feeling like you’re in paradise.

“Fuck… that was so damn good, Nayeon…”

She stays still for a moment, her expression a mix of surprise and indignation. The intensity of your orgasm seems to have caught her so off guard that even she needs a moment to process it.

“Why did you cum?!” Nayeon asks, removing her glasses, her voice filled with a mix of irritation and unfulfilled desire. “You haven’t even fucked me yet!”

Breathless and slightly embarrassed, you try to defuse the situation.

“Well, take it as a compliment,” you say, a sheepish smile forming on your face. “You’re just too hot for me to handle.”

Luckily for you, this makes Nayeon smile, the irritation melting into a flush. She relaxes, though still with a teasing edge.

“Tsk. But next time, don’t cum on my glasses,” she says, her voice softer now. “But if it felt good for you, I guess I can forgive it. Just know that I’ll make sure you get hard for me again,” she says with an authority that makes her even more irresistible.

Nayeon moves closer, slowly, like a predator about to capture its prey, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of challenge and mischief. You feel the air shift as she approaches, as though the entire room is holding its breath for what’s about to happen.

“Take off your clothes,” she commands, her voice low but filled with an authority that makes you obey without hesitation.

In an instant, you’re naked, sitting on the bed, vulnerable, your heart pounding faster. Nayeon watches you, a smile spreading across her lips, like she’s admiring a masterpiece she’s about to perfect. She sits beside you with a calculated calm, and before you know it, her lips are on yours—soft at first, then more intense, as if she’s learning every inch of your mouth.

Between kisses, her hand starts exploring your body, moving slowly, until it reaches exactly where you want it most. Her fingers wrap around your cock, and the touch is... electrifying. It’s not just any touch; it’s the kind that knows exactly what it’s doing. She strokes you lightly, almost teasingly, while her lips pull away just enough for her to whisper in your ear:

“Remember that time in class when the professor asked me to help you with an assignment?” She pauses, her lips brushing lightly against your ear. “All I could think about was how much I wanted you to fuck me until I came.”

The effect of her words is immediate. Your entire body reacts before your mind can even catch up. Your cock pulses hard in her hand, almost as if it’s following an unspoken command. She feels it and giggles softly, a sound just as provocative as every move of her fingers.

“Look at you…” she says, her voice full of amusement and a hint of mockery. “You’re getting hard for me again, aren’t you? What a naughty boy.”

Your heart races, and you can hardly respond. All you can do is gaze at her while your desire skyrockets. Her hand moves slowly and deliberately, teasing every part of you, while her eyes stay locked on yours, as if savoring every second.

“How badly do you want to fuck me?” Nayeon asks, her voice soft but filled with a promise you know she’ll fulfill.

“So much,” you reply, almost breathless, anticipation taking over every inch of your being.

She smirks—that dangerous smile that says, "Exactly what I wanted to hear." Her lips return to yours, but this time there’s more urgency, a hunger building with every passing moment. Her hand moves with more intention now, and your excitement grows at an unimaginable rate.

“I knew you were like this…” she murmurs between kisses, her lips nearly glued to yours. “Such a horny little thing, always wanting more.”

She tightens her grip slightly, making you squirm, the pleasure coursing through you with every squeeze, every word whispered like a secret shared only with you.

“You like this, don’t you?” she asks, already knowing the answer. Her eyes glint as her hand continues its strategic work. “You like me teasing you.”

“Yes,” you manage to say, your voice shaky with desire.

Nayeon pulls back just enough to look into your eyes, her smile blending amusement with seduction.

“Good, because I love teasing you…” she says, then leans down, as if she’s about to do something even more daring. Her lips brush against your neck, lightly biting as her hand slides lower, teasing and gripping, leaving you on the edge of collapse.

“Think you can handle another round?” she asks, her voice now full of challenge.

“There’s only one way to find out,” you respond, trying to keep your composure but knowing you’re completely at her mercy.

“Let’s see then,” she whispers against your skin, and before you know it, she’s moving down, her lips traveling across your body, and you lean back onto the bed. She leaves a trail of kisses and bites along your chest and stomach, making her way lower.

She looks up at you, her eyes dark with desire, and with one final mischievous smile, she leans back up just enough to brush her lips against yours without fully kissing.

“Are you ready to fuck me now?” she asks.

And without a doubt, you are.

Nayeon lies back on the bed, slowly pulling you on top of her until you feel the warmth of her body against yours. The way she molds perfectly beneath you feels like she was made for this. Your hands trace the contours of her breasts, fingers pressing gently against her skin as you slide into her slowly, savoring every second. Your lips meet hers in a slow, intense kiss, tongues moving in sync with the rhythm of your hips—thrusting in and out, deepening with each stroke.

She moans against your mouth, the sound vibrating through your whole body, making you speed up a little while still keeping control. Nayeon breaks the kiss, throwing her head back, eyes closed, and you take the chance to kiss her neck, tasting the salty sheen of sweat. "You like this, don't you?" you whisper in her ear, your voice low and husky as you keep thrusting, feeling how tightly she clenches around you.

"Fuck… yes," she breathes out, her nails now digging into your back, scratching you with a mix of pain and pleasure. "Fuck me harder."

You obey without thinking, picking up the pace, each thrust deeper and more deliberate. Her moans grow louder, almost turning into screams, and it only drives you to go harder. You kiss her again, this time with more urgency, sucking her lower lip between yours as your hips move in a nearly frantic rhythm. The sound of your bodies colliding fills the room, mixed with her broken moans and your own heavy breathing.

"You're so fucking hot," you say between kisses, softly biting along her jawline as you lose yourself in the sensation. "So tight… fuck, Nayeon."

She opens her eyes, looking at you with a mix of challenge and pleasure, her face flushed and sweaty. "Come on, fuck me harder… don’t stop," she pleads, pulling you down for another kiss, this one desperate, as if she needs every touch of yours to survive. You oblige, thrusting harder, while her moans turn into muffled cries as your mouths stay connected.

But then, you decide to switch positions. Science, after all, is about experimentation. You position her at the edge of the bed, Nayeon's legs lifted and spread wide, her pussy on full display—pink and pulsing, inviting. The sight makes you lose control for a moment as you grab her thighs, pulling her closer to you. With one hand, you line up your cock, the tip already slick with excitement, before sliding it inside, feeling the warmth wrap around you completely. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoes through the room, mingling with both your moans.

Nayeon looks up at you, a wild gleam in her eyes, completely different from the girl everyone thinks they know. "You're such a filthy pervert," she growls through gritted teeth, her voice low and dripping with lust. "Fucking your study partner like this, so dirty… Do you see what you've done to me? The little nerd everyone thinks is so innocent, and look where I am now, all spread out for you…"

The sound of her voice, the moans slipping out as you fuck her harder and deeper, only makes you lose more control. "Innocent?" you mutter, your breathing ragged. "You pretend to be the good little student, but with me, you love being a slut, don’t you?"

She lets out a wicked laugh, cut off by a louder moan as you thrust even deeper. "I fucking love it. I love how you make me forget everything… I love being your little slut. I’m all yours, and you can do whatever you want to me."

Your movements grow faster, each thrust pulling louder moans from her. You grip her thighs tight, pulling her into you with each thrust, your eyes fixed on the sight of your cock sliding in and out, completely soaked. "Look at you," you growl, your voice dripping with taunt. "So depraved… No one would guess that the nerdy girl from class is here, begging to be fucked like a whore."

Nayeon lets out a long, drawn-out moan, almost a scream, her body arching beneath you, fingers gripping the sheets tightly. "Yes! Fuck me harder, fuck! I want you to know this is what I love… I love being the little nerd only you can fuck like this. Faster, harder!"

You don't hesitate, your hips slamming against hers in a frenzied pace, the heat and pressure of every thrust consuming you both. Her legs tremble, and you keep pounding with force and precision. "Admit it, Nayeon," you say through gritted teeth, picking up the pace. "You love being my little slut…"

She opens her eyes, staring at you with an almost possessive intensity. "Fuck, yes! I’m your slut. Fuck me more, fuck my pussy like I’m only yours…" You lower yourself onto her, kissing her hard, pouring every bit of your heat into her through the kiss as you keep thrusting, and between desperate, erratic kisses, she gasps, "Take me from behind now. I want you deep inside me, you filthy pervert!”

You pull away from her, and Nayeon promptly positions herself on your messy bed, arching her back, ready. Your approach is almost reverent. You position yourself behind her as you lower your head slowly, your eyes tracing the sight she offers—her wet pussy, swollen with excitement, and just above, her tight little ass, teasing you. She’s so exposed, so vulnerable, yet there’s a confidence in her, like she’s fully aware of what’s coming. And that’s exactly what turns her on.

Before making a move, you let your warm breath brush against her skin, sending shivers through her body. Nayeon lets out a shaky sigh, and her back arches even more. “Don’t make me wait…” she murmurs, a mix of urgency and need in her voice.

With a sly grin, you lower your mouth, and your tongue finally touches the slick entrance of her pussy. The taste is addictive, just as you suspected. You start with soft, long licks, gliding along the length of her lips, savoring every drop of her juices. Nayeon responds immediately, letting out quiet moans, her breathing already quickening.

“You… know exactly what you’re doing, don’t you?” she asks, her voice broken by little gasps.

You chuckle lightly between licks but don’t answer. Your hands firmly grip Nayeon’s ass, keeping her in place as your tongue slides deeper, exploring her sensitive folds. Each time you graze the entrance of her pussy, it clenches, almost begging to be filled, but you refuse to give her everything at once. Instead, you decide to tease her even more.

Sliding your tongue upward, you slowly trace circles around her tight little asshole, making it wet with your saliva. The reaction is instant—Nayeon’s body trembles, and her moans intensify. “Oh my God… keep going… please…” she whispers, her voice a desperate plea.

You alternate between quick, gentle licks, sometimes focusing on her swollen, slick pussy, other times on her sensitive ass, driving her to the brink of losing control. Your tongue dances between the two spots, teasing and pleasing her at the same time. With every new touch, Nayeon’s moans grow louder, more urgent.

“You… you like this, don’t you, you pervert?” she asks with a muffled voice, her hands gripping the bed sheets tightly.

“I love how you taste,” you murmur against her skin.

She lets out a breathy laugh, somewhere between pleasure and disbelief. “Of course you do, I’m… delicious.” And you can’t help but agree. Your tongue continues to explore, licking deep into her pussy and then sliding up to her ass, enjoying the way her body reacts to every touch. Your fingers dig into her ass cheeks harder, leaving red marks on her pale skin.

Nayeon’s moans mix with uncontrollable whispers, each word escaping between ragged breaths. “Please… you’re killing me,” she begs, her voice thick with pleasure, her eyes half-closed in pure lust. “Fuck me… just fuck me already!”

Her plea is desperate, loaded with an almost imperious urgency, and you, with a mischievous smile, position yourself behind her, watching as she pushes her ass higher, her slick pussy begging for more. “You sure you can take it?” you tease, your hands already gripping her hips, but before she can even respond, you pull her back, aligning yourself with precision, the head of your cock brushing against her lips.

“Just do it, fuck,” Nayeon shouts, her tone commanding but dripping with so much desire that you can’t resist. In one swift motion, you thrust into her, and the wet heat of her pussy envelops you completely. Pleasure shoots through you like an electric current, and she arches her back, pushing against you, as if begging you to go deeper, faster.

You start slowly, savoring each thrust, each inch sliding in and out of her, but soon the pace picks up, driven by the uncontrollable moans pouring out of Nayeon. “Faster… harder,” she moans, her voice faltering with each deeper thrust, and you don’t hesitate. Your hands sink into the soft flesh of her hips, holding her steady as you speed up, the thrusts becoming more intense, more brutal.

“Look at you, so prim and proper in class, but here…” you say between thrusts, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. “Here you’re just my little slut. The nerd who loves being fucked like a whore.”

Nayeon moans loudly, her voice breaking into wicked laughter. “Is that what you want, huh? To know the nerd loves being fucked like this, like a depraved little slut… Make me scream, fuck!”

With each slap to her ass, she moans louder, her pale skin turning red with every hit. “Hit me harder,” she begs, her eyes gleaming with pleasure, her voice a mix of desperation and ecstasy. And you oblige, slapping her harder, leaving red marks as you bury yourself deeper inside her.

“You’re an unbelievable slut,” you growl, picking up the pace, each thrust drawing louder and more desperate moans from her. “You pretend to be so good, but look at you now… begging for more.”

“I’m your slut,” she screams, pushing her ass back against you even harder. “Do whatever you want with me… I love being fucked like this, fuck! Make me yours, make me cum.”

You keep going, your thrusts becoming frenzied, your hips moving with an uncontrollable speed and intensity. “Fuck, look at you,” you taunt, feeling your own pleasure building. “You love being treated like this, like a desperate little whore. Scream for me, Nayeon.”

“Yes, yes!” she screams, her voice thick with pleasure, almost hoarse. “Fuck me until I can’t take it anymore, babe!”

Her body trembling as her climax approaches. Suddenly, she arches her back, pushing her ass harder against you, and her voice cracks as she screams, “I’m... going... to cum!”

Her pussy clenches tightly around your cock, pulsing and shaking as she’s overtaken by the orgasm, her whole body shuddering in ecstasy while your relentless thrusts continue. But you don't stop. Her pleasure only drives you further, each thrust pulling everything out of her, Nayeon’s body writhing, each scream feeding your own growing desire.

“Yeah… Fuck me, make me yours,” she keeps begging, even in the middle of her own climax, completely surrendered to the sensation.

You can feel your own orgasm building, heat rising fast, pressure mounting. “I’m going to cum,” you warn, your voice rough and broken, unable to stop as the final thrusts send you both over the edge.

The feeling of her pulsating pussy around your cock pushes you to the brink, and with one last frustrated groan, you pull out. Nayeon gasps for a moment, recovering from her orgasm as she kneels down on the floor, almost like she already knows what to do – and, honestly, she does. Her eyes lock on you, her face slightly flushed, and her mouth already open, waiting eagerly like the diligent student she is.

You grip your cock with one hand, still throbbing, and bring it to her lips. With her mouth wide, Nayeon wraps her lips around you once more, sucking softly with a gentleness that almost belies the fevered desire etched across her face. You pull out of her mouth, stroking yourself quickly, feeling the pressure mounting further.

Nayeon waits, obedient, with her tongue stretched out, her eyes hungry and fixed on you, knowing exactly the effect that has on you. When the moment hits, the first spurt of cum lands on her warm tongue, and Nayeon doesn’t even blink. She takes it all in with pleasure, as you empty yourself into her mouth, your body shuddering, nearly out of control.

She keeps her mouth open the entire time, her tongue coated in your cum, and when you finally finish, she closes her lips, licking them as the taste spreads. With perfect manners, she shows you her full mouth, eyes full of playful mischief, and then, without breaking eye contact, she swallows it all in one gulp, her throat moving slowly.

“See?” she says with a satisfied smile, as if she’d just passed a test with flying colors. “I swallowed it all without spilling a drop.”

But, of course, Nayeon, ever the overachiever, wasn’t finished. Before you can catch your breath, she leans in again, taking your sensitive cock into her mouth, sucking with an intensity that makes you moan involuntarily. The jolt of pleasure is so sharp that you try to pull away, your body trembling, but she holds you firmly, her mouth working at a pace that borders on cruel.

“Fuck!... I can’t take any more!” you try to protest, your voice breaking, but Nayeon just hums in response, pulling you out only long enough to say, “Not yet,” before closing her lips around you again, sucking you until, finally, she decides she’s satisfied.

When she releases you, you’re left gasping, almost paralyzed from the intensity of it all. Nayeon smiles sweetly, victorious, wiping the corner of her mouth with her fingers before saying with calm satisfaction, “Mmm, Now that was delicious.”

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As you desperately gulp water from your bottle, the silence that follows your impromptu "study session" lingers heavily in the air, a strange return to reality. Nayeon had stood up, her hair still slightly messy and a small smile playing on her lips, before heading to the bathroom. She walked with the confidence of someone who had just solved a particularly tricky math problem.

And now you're here, staring at the bathroom door, listening to the sound of water as she washes her face and cleans her glasses, removing any trace of... well, *you*. Then, because life loves to remind you that nothing is ever simple, your mind starts to wander. What, exactly, just happened? Oh, right. You were working on a project. A project that, incidentally, hasn’t moved an inch forward.

Nayeon steps out of the bathroom, picking up the discarded clothes from the floor, dressing herself piece by piece, taking her time, like you were a couple with decades of shared intimacy. She finishes by adjusting her glasses, almost like she’s putting a crown back on after a victorious battle. She sits back down in her chair, opens the laptop as if nothing had happened, and lets out a satisfied but determined sigh.

“Alright,” she says, as if she hadn’t just left you weak-kneed. “Let’s get back to the project.”

You stare at her, incredulous. As if it were possible to get back to the project after that.

And then you realize you’re still naked. You quickly slip on your boxers and pants.

“To be honest, I don’t think I can focus on my part right now,” you admit, your voice still a bit hoarse.

“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of everything.” She smiles that smile—a mix of mischief and... surprisingly efficient academic prowess. “As long as you keep fucking me, of course. I have to be rewarded somehow.”

You’re speechless for a moment, because, well... you don’t exactly have a counterargument. In fact, it seems like the best deal you’ve ever made in your life.

“Deal,” you say, trying to sound cool, as if you weren’t absolutely thrilled by the arrangement.

Inside, though, you’re jumping for joy.

She adjusts her glasses, watching you for a moment, and you notice that glint in her eyes—a mix of ego, intelligence, and... something else that makes your heart race. Or maybe it’s just the recent sex.

Hard to say.

“But,” she cuts through your thoughts with a serious tone, “no one can know about this. We have to meet in secret. No telling anyone.”

“I swear I won’t tell.”

You wonder how you ended up in this situation, but the answer seems obvious. Who in their right mind would turn down a request like that?

She smiles, satisfied, and turns her attention back to the laptop, as if everything were perfectly resolved.

“Besides,” Nayeon adds, without looking up, “if you need help with any other subject, you can count on me. After all, I think we work well together, don’t we?”

You just nod, but there’s something about her—something between the proud nerd and the bold confidence—that drives you wild. Wild with desire, of course, but also something deeper. And as you watch her, so focused, adjusting her glasses like she’s planning the next phase of a secret mission, you realize that you’re falling for the class nerd.

Yes, she’s hot. Yes, she has a way of disarming you at every turn.

But it’s more than that. It’s as if every time she looks at you with that “know-it-all” air or talks about a complicated academic concept, your mind equates it with something incredibly sexy. And suddenly, your love life has turned into an equation you can’t—and don’t want to—solve.

And, of course, the fact that she’s amazing in bed doesn’t hurt, either.

“Should we meet tomorrow?” you ask casually.

Nayeon doesn’t even look up, just gives a small “mm-hmm” of confirmation, her fingers still typing away.

“Your place again. Same time. Clean up your room... And answer the door in your boxers.”

She glances at you slightly, smiling, and you know exactly what that smile means. And, well, you’re not in any position to complain. In fact, if studying had always been like this, maybe you'd have been the best student in class.

—

As you walk Nayeon to the door, you can’t help but think that maybe you’ve uncovered the true secret to academic success. And who would have thought it was a sexy nerd with glasses who secretly turned out to be a naughty girl who liked sneaking off for sex?

As she leaves, you can’t help but smile when your eyes meet one last time. Not just because of the deal you’ve just made, but because, for the first time in a long while, you’re genuinely excited to "study" with someone. Suddenly, the academic world seems a lot more interesting.

You close the door, but something lingers in the air. Maybe it’s the smell of your sweat—you still haven’t showered, after all. Maybe it’s the trace of Nayeon’s perfume. Or maybe, just maybe, it’s the beginning of one of the most unexpectedly erotic adventures of your life.

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A/n: Please forgive any typos or grammatical errors, English is not my first language. Thanks for reading.

[hapfish]

i am once again shaneposting on main

[0cta9on]

Sana and Miyeon fucking their boyfriend and they fight over him to make him choose her favorite girlfriend (full story please)

A Stroke of Luck

length: +3k words

Twice Sana x (G)-Idle Miyeon x Male Reader

(Author's Note: Sorry for taking so long!! First threesome piece, so I hope it's alright)

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Sometimes you wonder just how you got so lucky. Since the day you were born, you were able to glide through life, getting anything you could ever want with a simple wave of your hand or a nod of your head. Perhaps your life of luxury can be attributed to your incredibly wealthy parents spoiling you the second you drew your first breath, or maybe your past life sacrificed themselves to save the universe and the higher power up there is finally giving you your recompense. Regardless, you revel in the fact that you have everything - and everyone - right at the tip of your fingers.

Frankly, you have a vague memory of how you met them - your memory always gets hazy when alcohol is involved. You were never too keen on clubbing, viewing it as a waste of money for a night you’ll never be able to remember, but it was a small price to pay to appease some potential business partners that your parents would eventually bleed dry before tossing to the curb. While trying to keep up appearances, the crowd parted at just the right moment, allowing you to gaze upon these goddesses for the first time, two Mona Lisas that made even the most beautiful supermodel comparable to a two-year-old’s crayon drawing. This is when your memory gets a bit blurry. A quick exchange of sultry alcohol-infused words, a brief yet lingering touch on the arm, and suddenly you had them both face down in some expensive hotel room, pounding away to high heaven. After a night of blissful sex, you would wake up alone with a note on the nightstand and one new message on your phone from an unknown number. Upon reading the note, only then did you realize just how truly lucky you are.

That night was a year ago. In fact, today marks the exact anniversary of that night - your first anniversary with your girlfriends. You have a whole schedule planned for later, which includes an expensive dinner for the three of you, a private fireworks show, and a steamy ending between the sheets as the cherry on top. As bizarre and outlandish as your situation is, you genuinely do love them and want to spoil them with a good time. Unfortunately (or rather, fortunately), one of them isn’t content with waiting around until dinner rolls by.

The sight of the cute Japanese woman crawling towards you in nothing but one of your white button-up shirts is a sight you would gladly get surgically implanted into your retinas. She tries to glare at you menacingly, but her round eyes and her bread-like cheeks only serve to make her look adorable.

“Sana, what are you doing?” You ask, amused.

“I’m a tiger stalking their prey. Rawr~” she teases, stifling a giggle. Any attempts at trying to watch the game on the TV prove futile once Sana starts rubbing your thighs, her hands tantalizingly close to your crotch.

“Miyeon is gonna be pissed if she finds out we’re fucking without her, you know?” You say as you run your hands lovingly through her silky hair.

“If she finds out.” Sana punctuates her statement with a kiss on your bulge. “Just don’t let her find out,” she giggles. Before you can object, her hands are already unzipping your pants and taking out your erect cock. Sana gazes at it affectionately, licking her lips as she strokes you slowly. Compared to Miyeon, she is much more vocal about her desires, begging and pouting until you finally give in to her demands (Not that you would ever say no to that face). Whether it’s a new handbag or your cock inside of her, Sana gets what she wants one way or another.

“You naughty girl,” you tease, caressing her cheek. “You really can’t wait until Miyeon gets home?”

“Mm-mm,” she mutters, shaking her head before taking your entire length into her mouth. The overwhelming sensation of her tongue lapping up your precum causes an involuntary groan to escape your throat. An entire year of this and not once does it ever get old. Life is fucking great, isn’t it?

Sana’s doe eyes scan your reaction as she worships your member, always so attentive, ensuring that you’re enjoying the experience as much as she is. She watches the way you squirm when she sucks on your balls or the way your breath hitches in your throat whenever her teeth gently graze against your skin. To the unknowing eye, Sana can easily be seen as a materialistic brat, but you know better than anyone how much she reciprocates your affection. It’s most evident in how hard she tries to take all of you in at once, struggling to the point of tears as she forces your cock down her throat.

“Fuck, Sana,” you moan. “Save some of that energy for later tonight.”

She struggles to catch her breath after another attempt at deepthroating you. Precum and saliva coat her mouth and chin, dripping down to her chest that’s barely hidden behind your white button-up shirt.

“I just can’t help myself when I’m with you. That beast between your legs is just sooooo enticing.” Sana hops into your lap, pressing her full body weight into you. You feel her panting breath tickle your nose while you stare at the many charming features of her face. How lucky you are to have such a beautiful woman in your life.

“Why are you smiling?” she teases, the sweet sound of her laugh brushing against your ears.

“I love you, Sana,” you state firmly. Her cheeks turn a bright shade of pink right before she hides her embarrassed expression in the crook of your neck, giggling delightfully. You’re so infatuated by her cuteness that you almost forget that she’s naked and sitting on your lap. Almost.

One by one, you unbutton her shirt, slowly revealing that body you love so much. Her full, perky breasts sit above her toned stomach which flows and ebbs into her petite waist. You run your hands along her familiar curves, painting her chest with kisses. Your body aches for her and hers for yours, clawing and gripping and kissing every inch of your beings, trying to absorb one another just to get closer than humanly possible.

Sana cups your face, eyes steeled with lustful determination. “I need you to fuck me. Fuck me so hard that Miyeon gets jealous. I want to be the only woman for you, even if it’s just for a little moment.”

Without another word, you stand up, carrying her by her ass and aligning your cock with her moist folds before staring deep into her eyes as you thrust yourself into her, watching her face morph into several shapes of desire as she adjusts to your size. Sana’s arms and legs wrap around your torso, desperately clinging onto you to try and take in every inch of your cock. You’re not sure how long she’s felt like this; you always considered her and Miyeon to be a package deal, never one without the other for too long. You love them both equally and always ensure that you never showed favorites. Maybe you slipped up recently, or maybe the two of them are fighting behind the scenes. Whatever it is, if Sana wants to feel like the only woman in your life, you’ll gladly grant her wish in a heartbeat.

“Sana… baby… I love you so much,” you pant into her ear.

“MMPH, yes! I love you too, baby! F-Fuck! You’re the only one that can satisfy me!” She mashes her lips into yours, forcing your tongues into a messy yet sensual dance. Her moans vibrate in your mouth, drowning out any kind of background noise other than the clapping of your hips against hers. Her sweet pussy takes you in so well, almost as if it was tailor-made just for you. However, your cock belongs to two women. One of those women happens to be unlocking the front door right at this moment.

“Hey guys, I’m bac- Hey!”

Much to Sana’s dismay, you momentarily pause your thrusts to glance at the source of the voice. The second love of your life, Miyeon, is standing right there with a large bouquet of flowers and an irritated pout on her lips.

“Hi princess,” you say to her, hoping to ease the tension. “What do you have there?”

“They’re from work,” she huffs, tossing the flowers onto the sofa before stomping towards you. “What are you doing?!”

You let out a sheepish laugh as you set Sana down to the ground, pulling out of her sweet embrace. Now two pairs of unhappy eyes are looking up at you. “W-well, you see, you know how Sana is-”

“How could you two have sex without me?!” Miyeon exclaims.

“Yah, don’t yell at him!” Sana interjects. “It’s not his fault he prefers my pussy over yours!”

“O-okay, I never said th-” You try to come in between them, but they both push you away with surprising synchronization.

“No, he doesn’t! You probably just threw yourself at him, you slut!”

Sana gasps. “Slut?! You’re just jealous that he likes me more than you!”

The two continue to bicker and argue, and you start to worry that things could get physical. Right as Sana lifts her hand, you step in between the two of them, shielding Miyeon from a potential slap.

“OKAY, let’s all calm down for a second, alright?” You gently grasp Sana’s wrist, putting it down by her side. “What is going on between you two? You guys are best friends, why are you fighting all of a sudden?”

The two fall silent, averting their teary eyes to the floor, standing there like bickering sisters. You never expected this kind of behavior from either of them, especially on the day of your anniversary.

“Look at me,” you command, lifting up both of their chins towards you. “I love the both of you and I don’t want to see you fighting. We’re going to stand here and talk until this all gets resolved, even if it takes all night.”

Seeing the serious look in your eyes, both of their expressions soften. Sana is the first to speak up.

“I see the way you treat Miyeon. Sometimes I feel like you like her more than me, and it makes me feel… jealous.”

Compared to Sana, Miyeon is on the quieter side, rarely demanding things from you or complaining about anything. In the beginning of your relationship, you assumed that she wasn’t into the idea of polygamy and only tagged along because of Sana. It took a while to understand her, but you eventually found out that Miyeon just doesn’t like asking for things and wants you to basically read her mind. Now, you can tell exactly what she’s thinking just from her body language, and Miyeon consequently became more affectionate towards you. Sana must have noticed the differences in the way you treat her and thought you were showing favoritism.

“Okay, yes, I treat Miyeon differently than I treat you, but that doesn’t mean I love her more than you, Sana,” you reassure her. “You girls have different personalities and both of you deserve a man that can love you the way you want to be loved. I’m sorry if it seems like I treat her better, but that’s really not the case, okay? Please don’t fight because I made a mistake.”

Sana and Miyeon look at each other with an apologetic expression before falling into a warm embrace.

“I’m sorry I fucked him without you,” Sana apologizes.

“I’m sorry I called you a slut.”

Sana pulls Miyeon into a deep and loving kiss. It starts out innocently enough, but eventually, the two begin moaning into each other’s mouths while their hands explore their bodies. You can’t help but stroke your cock at the sight of your two ladies making out in front of you. Miyeon notices your erection and whispers giddily into Sana’s ear, prompting a mischievous smile to grow on the Japanese woman’s lips.

“We’re so sorry about fighting, baby,” Sana says in a sultry tone.

“Yeah, we’ve been such naughty girls.” Miyeon looks at you with her siren eyes, drawing you in with a simple glance. “Maybe you should punish us, baby.”

Sana reaches out and grabs your rod, pulling you closer. “Yeah, punish us with your big, fat cock.”

With your heart pounding with excitement, you grab their wrists, pulling them towards the bedroom as the sounds of their giggles trail behind you. You throw them towards the bed, quickly freeing yourself from any clothing as they watch with anticipation. Miyeon bites her lip as she ogles your body, while Sana touches herself just thinking about all the things you’ll do to the both of them.

“Miyeon is a bit overdressed, don’t you think so, Sana?” You ask, smirking. Sana nods in agreement, pulling Miyeon into a heavy kiss while her hand snakes its way into her top. You get to work on Miyeon’s bottom half, kneeling in front of her and tugging at her skirt to reveal the damp spot on her panties. You pull Miyeon’s legs over your shoulder so her thighs sandwich your face and begin planting kisses all over her supple skin. Sana tosses Miyeon’s top and bra to the other side of the room before sucking on Miyeon’s perky tits. Her high-pitched princess moans fill the room, accompanied by the wet kissing sounds of you and Sana pleasuring her body.

“Ah, fuck! Yes, just like that!” Miyeon exclaims. You hungrily pull off her panties before diving into her heat, licking between her folds and flicking your tongue against her clit. Sana sits behind her, holding her spasming body while nibbling her ear.

“I bet you’re sooooo exhausted after work, aren’t you, princess?” Sana whispers into Miyeon’s ear. Miyeon nods amidst her whimpering, biting her lip at her girlfriend, begging for her to take her. Sana obliges, shoving her tongue into her mouth as you shove your tongue into Miyeon’s dripping pussy. It doesn’t take long for Miyeon to reach her first orgasm, squirting her nectar all over your face which you gladly lap up, not wasting a single drop. Her body shivers with pleasure, but you have only just begun.

Sana and Miyeon watch intently as you stand up and align your cock with Miyeon’s glistening heat. With a mischievous smirk, Sana moves aside, letting Miyeon lie on her back. Miyeon’s mouth forms an “O” as you insert your tip inside of her, and Sana seizes the chance by sitting on Miyeon’s face, grinding her hips into the Korean woman’s open mouth. Your bodies form a literal love triangle as Sana pulls your face towards her, catching your lips with hers as you thrust deeply into Miyeon. You imagined this to be the last thing you did on your anniversary night instead of the first thing, but you don’t mind doing things a bit out of order. As long as these two lovely ladies are happy, you’re happy.

“Isn’t Miyeon’s pussy so tight, baby?” Sana asks with a smirk on her face. You nod, becoming increasingly aroused by Sana’s dirty talk, quickening the pace of your thrusts. Miyeon’s muffled moans become significantly louder, causing Sana to cling onto your shoulders for support as she reaches her climax. Sana pulls your head into another kiss, moaning into her mouth as her body trembles from her orgasm. She eventually collapses to the side of the bed, allowing Miyeon to finally breathe. 

The light reflects off of Sana’s nectar on Miyeon’s skin, giving her the appearance of a glimmering angel. You slow down the pace of your thrusts, bringing your face close to Miyeon’s ear.

“Mirror?” You ask simply. She nods excitedly, biting her lip with anticipation.

If there’s one thing you learned about Miyeon since dating her for the past year, it’s that she absolutely adores herself. If she suddenly turned quiet, it was because she was either staring at a mirror or taking selfies. Every time she sent you nudes, it was more so to show you just how beautiful is rather than solely for your benefit (Not that you minded, of course). On the nights the three of you felt particularly frisky and decided to film yourselves, Miyeon would always rewind her parts, going on about how sexy she looks when she’s about to cum or how pretty her own moans sound. You wouldn’t say she’s narcissistic; rather, she’s just confident in her looks, and she had every reason to be. Cho Miyeon is the perfect embodiment of a princess, and you love that about her.

You bend Miyeon over the vanity, making sure she has a good view of herself before you rail her from behind. She peers over her shoulder at you and winks, wiggling her ass playfully.

“What are you waiting for? Aren’t you gonna punish m- AH!”

You grip onto Miyeon’s slim waist and begin to pound her hot cunt with ease. The entire vanity shakes as she clings onto it for dear life, barely able to support herself as her legs become as stable as jelly. Despite the stage of disarray she’s in, Miyeon maintains eye contact with herself in the mirror, evidently turning her on more with how her pussy tightens around your cock.

“Cum for me, princess,” you whisper gruffly into her ear. “You look so pretty when you cum.”

“I do?” she asks, flashing her puppy dog eyes at you through the mirror. You nod, unable to speak a coherent word as the sensation begins to feel too much. Miyeon squeals with pleasure as her juices begin to leak down her legs and onto the floor. You hold her up in case her trembling legs give out on her as she rides out her orgasm.

“Good girl,” you reassure her, planting kisses all over her back. Once she calms down, you help her to the bed and lay her down gently next to Sana.

“That was so fucking hot, princess,” Sana says, giving Miyeon a small peck on the lips. Miyeon giggles, her eyes barely able to stay open. With Sana’s energy back and your cock still hard, she descends on you like a panther, pinning you to the bed.

“Miyeon’s tongue is nice, but I needdddd your fat fucking cock inside of me,” she smirks as she straddles your lap, guiding your tip inside of her pussy. Her eyes roll back inside of her head as she takes you little by little, before completely bottoming out inside of her. After a moment of adjusting, Sana begins to ride your cock, holding onto your chest for support. You squeeze and tug at her bouncing tits, eliciting cute little squeals from her. A still-tired Miyeon decides to join in the fun, pushing Sana down onto your cock with more force and teasing her clit.

“HOLY FUCK!” Sana squeals ecstatically.

“I bet you like being a little slut, huh?” Miyeon teases her. “You like being filled up by our boyfriend’s cock, don’t you?”

“FUCK! Yes, I love it so much!”

“You wanna be filled with his cum, right baby?” Miyeon smirks at you as she whispers into Sana’s ear. With how close you are, you have no choice but to follow along with her impromptu plan. 

“Oh god, yes please fill me with your cum, baby!” Sana exclaims, eyeing you desperately. Miyeon’s hand trails up your chest as she leans in towards you.

“You heard her,” she says, slyly cupping your cheek. “Better give her what she wants.”

Without hesitation, you shoot your load straight into Sana’s womb. Sana’s second orgasm follows shortly after, your fluids mixing together inside of her. Out of an entire year of fucking these two wonderful girls, this is the hardest orgasm you have ever experienced.

Eventually, Sana collapses on top of you, gasping for breath, while Miyeon quickly laps up the fluids dripping from the Japanese woman’s legs. You can’t help but laugh at Sana’s post-orgasm shivering.

“H-holy… shit,” Sana says breathlessly. “That… was fucking amazing.”

Miyeon crawls up, laying her head on Sana’s chest. “Yeah, he’s pretty great, isn’t he?” The two girls giggle at each other, exchanging playful kisses and warm looks. You wrap your arm around the both of them, grateful that they’re not fighting anymore.

“How did I get so lucky to have the two of you in my life?” You ask, gazing at these two beauties lovingly. With a quick glance at the clock, you notice that you still have a couple hours until the dinner reservation. “Why don’t you two hop in the shower and get ready? I have something special planned for tonight.”

“You’re not gonna join us?” Miyeon asks.

“I would love to, princess, but I know for a fact that we’re not gonna make it to dinner if I join you in the shower,” you joke. Sana jolts up, grabbing Miyeon’s wrist.

“I am NOT missing out on dinner,” Sana states, dragging Miyeon into the bathroom with her. Right before they close the door behind them, they turn to you one last time.

“We love you!” They say in unison. 

You lay back on the bed, smiling to yourself as you look up at the ceiling. How did you ever get so lucky?

[hustlebonezzz]

Elden Girl Tober | Day 11 - Marika ⚜️

… and those pesky mailwives 🐻‍❄️💌🐍

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[jarold-rat]

dont . even care

i love seeing all the versions of these especially the fallout ones they make me giggle

original + inner struggle

[head---ache]

CUTIES‼️

[ghouljams]

Okay but what flavor of corset kink would Price insight in us, as opposed to Simon…. Pls I need ur thoughts I’m begging at ur alter

The kind that is absolutely worshipful, that drags his lips along the bones of your corset and kisses the unyielding lines of it. The flavor of a man that knows with every fiber of his being that when he ties that knot it is his flag being planted on your body. A provenance of ownership over you, his hands carving out the channels that criss cross your body, that sink into your skin, that crease your chemise and keel even him from reaching flesh. Price knows a collar when he sees one. He knows the lock and key, the mechanisms of binding one to him, the titles and affirmations that are whispered in the dark.

Price runs his hands over your corset with a worship that rivals the Vatican. His is a love that molds itself to you if only so that you never know where you start and he ends. His fingers are deft, sure, slip resistant when they tug at your laces. It's an ease of practice, an ease of adoration and elevation from just a man to your husband. To the only man that will ever undo the knots binding you into your corset. So what if he tugs the laces tight? If he watches you sit on the chaise and fan yourself while you heave shallow breaths? Are those lungs not his to control? Is your life not placed in his hands by the very nature of your matrimonial bond?

Price soothes his hand over the indents on your skin, the soft lines from your chemise where your corset dug the linen into your skin, and he sees the map of his life laid out over you. No need to follow it with his feet when his tongue will suffice.

[twice-inamillion]

Jihyo’s 22nd Birthday

Part 165(TIS)

— A lot of smut and Jihyo’s first time anal.

Today is Jihyo’s Birthday and you have planned a small date for just the two of you. You remember that Jihyo mentioned how much she wanted to go to the Bathhouse the time the members went. From what the members told her she said that she wished that she could of gone. Lucky today, you’re going to make that happen.

It is 9:00 am in the morning and most of the he members are up, jihyo has given Jisoo her breakfast and gotten her ready. You asked Mina and the other members if they could watch Jisoo while you and Jihyo were out for half of the day. They agreed and were looking forward to spending some time with Jisoo.

“Make sure that everything is ready for Jihyo’s birthday party, okay” as you talk to some of the members that were at the dining table. “No problem, we will have everything set up by the time you two arrive” responds Sana. “Enjoy yourselves” winks momo.

After you and Jihyo are ready you both head out and drive off. “I’m so happy that you’re taking me to your friend’s bathhouse.” “I’ve been wanting to take you for a while now, but couldn’t. So this time I made sure that we have time to ourselves” you say.

“I wish we could of taken Jisoo we us, but you’re right, we need some time to ourselves” says jihyo as she grabs your right hand. “Yes, I can’t believe that she is already a year old. I still remember her in your tummy” you say. “Aww, I know. I kind of miss the pregnancy experience. The feeling of creating a new life with the person you love” replies jihyo. “That’s true, Jisoo our bundle of joy.”

“What about Sana, has she said anything about her getting pregnant, yet?” jihyo asked. “No not, yet. Not that she has mentioned anything” you reply.

After some time you both arrive to Samantha’s Bathhouse and text her that you have arrived. She comes out and your both greet each other after not seeing each other since last year. “Happy New Year, haha its been a while” you say. “Happy New Year! Is this Jihyo” says Samantha.

“Yes, I’m Jihyo. Nice to formally meet you. Sorry that I couldn’t meet you last time. I volunteered to take care of the kids.” “Aww that’s sweet. How old is your child?”

Jihyo pulls out her phone and shows her a picture of Jisoo during her birthday party. “Aww she looks so cute, she looks so much like you” comments Samantha. “I know right, I’ve been told she is a miniature version of me. Look I even have a picture of my Jisoo with her two sisters” as she slides to a picture of Jisoo and the twins. “Aww that’s so cute, are those twins?” asks Samantha. “Yes, they are Jisoo’s younger sisters” “Wow your body looks great for having three kids” says Samantha. “Oh no, they’re not mine, they are Mina’s as she pulls out a picture of Mina with the twins in her arms.” “Y/n, you been really busy huh, got yourself a little harem huh. Three kids with another one on the way.”

“Haha, my y/n has been busy, he’s really good at spreading his love around” exclaims Jihyo. “If you’re happy that’s all that matters, right” says Samantha.

“Okay, lets go in and get you two ready” as she walks you both to the changing room. “Me me back outside so we can get you both ready for your massages.

You and jihyo get undressed and into more comfortable clothes and wait for meet up with Samantha. She escorts you to the massage room where two employees greet you. “Hello, Mr. and Mrs. y/n. We will be your masseuse for today. After the massage you both relax in the quiet room and even take a nice needed nap.

Once that was over you Jihyo asks you to accompany her to the hot bath and take a nice dip. You agree and walk together to the edge, you see her until her bathrobe and drop it on the floor. You see her oily and smooth body from head to toe due to the massage from earlier. She grabs you by the hand and says “come on, take off that robe and join me.”

As you both get inside of the hot bath you see relaxed, you both side next to each other and begin to talk about how much you needed this trip together. “I’m so glad we came her , just the two of us. I missed our alone time” said Jihyo.

“Me too, being with all the members and the kids is fun but at the same time it can be exhausting.”

“Yes, being in charge of eight other people can be stressful sometimes but coming home to our daughter is worth it.

“She’s grown so much this past year. I kind of missed you with your belly and enlarged tits” you says.

“Stop, you’re making me embarrassed. I also miss when you used to fuck me while i was pregnant.” Hearing this was making your member wake up from its slumber. “Remember when I asked you to fuck me for the first time while I was pregnant. You were scared that it would hurt the baby.”

“Yeah, I was so childish huh.” “Oh, nothing about you is childish, on the contrary, you’re big” as she begins to massage your cock.

“Ahh fuck… Jihyo. Not here… someone might come and see us” you say painfully.

“Don’t worry about that, who cares if they catch us. You’re mine, this cock right here is mine and i want it” as she begins to jerk you off. “It’s been a long time since you’ve been inside of me and I feel kind of neglected. You been fucking others but not me. So im gonna have you, even if you don’t want to” as she grips your cock, tight.

“You’re… squeezing it too hard… it hurts..” as she is beginning to dominate you. She then proceeds to kiss your neck and says “ima make sure these girls know who owns this body. You’re mine, okay. I’m just lending you for a bit but you’re mine.”

“Jihyo, i thinking I’m going to cum.” “Try to hold it in a bit longer, okay. Don’t get the bath dirty, I’ll find a nice place for you to cum.”

She lifts herself and wraps her legs around your waist and says “okay, you can coming in here” as she aligns your cock towards her entrance. “Okay, I… fuck” giving you no opportunity to speak as she impales herself with your cock. “There, that’s better, we’re finally together.”

She begins to ride you slowly, making sure that your cock scrapes her inner walls. “I missed this, having you inside of me.” “Jihyo, I’m about to cum.” She pulls you in and whispers “how about we try for another one” she says as you automatically shoot a large amount of cum inside of her.

“Ahh…. That feels so warm… inside of me.” “Is that what you wanted” you asked.

“Yeah, I miss your cum inside of me” as she begins to ride you in the water. “It feels so different having sex in the water” you say. “Yeah, it does.”

You grab her waist and make sure that your cock reaches her deepest parts as she rides your cock.

After a while of having her ride, you notice that’s she’s starting to get red from the heat. “I think it’s time to get out, Jihyo.”

“Aww I don’t want to. I want you to keep fucking me” she whines. “How about we continue this later” you say.

“Really? We can?” she asks. “Yeah, it’s your birthday.” “Okay, but make sure you fill me up, tonight” Jihyo winks.

You both then get out of the water and get changed. You thank Samatha for allowing you to reserve the place once again and say your goodbyes.

“Can I drive back home?” jihyo asks. You then toss her the keys and she smiles. “Finally, I get to drive this fast car.”

She turns on the car, pulls out from the parking lot and steps on the accelerator to get on the highway.

“Okay, just be careful okay. I know you like to drive fast but we have to get home in one peace” you tell her. “Don’t worry about it. You know I’m a good driver. I’m just excited because I don’t get to drive this car often” she says. “Me we can get you a nice and fast one if you’d like.” “You’re serious?” “I don’t see why not but only during vacation though.”

You both get home and make sure that Jihyo is the first one to step into the house.

“Surprise!!

Jihyo is startled but quickly composes herself and sees that Jisoo is walking towards her, wearing a nice dress. She waddles to Jihyo as Jihyo squats to catch her in her arms. “Aww my baby wanted to greet me on my birthday?” Jisoo smiles, making Jihyo tear up. “Why don’t you give your mom what you made Jisoo” says nayeon. “What did you make?” as Jihyo looks to find a piece of paper in her pocket. She takes out the paper and finds that it’s a small painting of Jisoo’s hand. “Aww this is the best present I’ve received, thank you jisoo.”

“I thought Jisoo was the best present you received” shouted Chaeyoung. Jihyo turns around and glares at her. The members just laugh at Chaeyoung as she hides behind momo.

The celebration continues as the members have made a nice dinner with mostly your help. The bring out a cake and have Jihyo blow out the candles. “Make a wish!” shout the members.

“My wish is that we all stay together as a family. That we are all healthy and enjoy our lives together. Also continue being Twice and showing out love to Once.”

Hearing that has made some of the members tear up since they know how important they are to Jihyo. They gather around and hug her tightly as you try to record this beautiful moment.

Jihyo looks towards your direction and says “we can’t forget out y/n. The best dad that our daughter could have.” “That’s right, the best daddy” says Mina. “Yea! Best dad” says Dahyun as she rubs her belly. “Best future daddy too!” shouts Sana, which causes the others to laugh. “Yes! Best Daddy!!” shouts Tzuyu.

“Aww, tzuyu. We meant dad for the girls hahah” says Jihyo.

Momo and Chaeyoung trying to be pranksters say “can you be our daddy too y/n” as they wink.

“Yah!! Momo, Chaeyoung, stop messing around. Hearing that makes them quickly apologize.

The party continued and the members drank since it was the start of the weekend. Jihyo also joined in on the drinking too since she was known to be a heavy drinker. You on the other hand, wanted take a few slips here and there but still sober.

The party ended when Jihyo got you by the belt and said “come pretty boy, you’re coming back with me tonight.” This comment made the rest of the members gasp from excitement because it was rare for Jihyo share information on your sex life. “Jeongyeon unnie, take care of Jisoo, I’m going to be enjoying my birthday present tonight” as she dragged you towards her room.

“Jihyo, you’re being so proactive tonight” you say. “I wasn’t satisfied with just the appetizer, I want the whole course.”

She opens her door and pushes you to the bed and says “makes sure you’re undressed when I come back” as she walks to the bathroom. You quickly undress and wait for her to come out.

She opens the door and you can see her beautiful tan skin with a very sexy black lingerie.

The black lingerie just makes her look gorgeous, the bra doesn’t not cover her beautiful light brown nipples but instead shows it completely. It does give it some volume has it holds then together in place. Her bottom piece is just spectacular as it is a crotchless, which shows off her beautiful cunt.

“Wow you look amazing” you say in awe. “I hope you like it. I got this at Sana’s friend lingerie store. I thought I could wear something more sexy for you.”

“I…I really like. I love it” you tell her. “I so happy that you do because I want you to fuck me with it.”

“Oh… I will. Since it’s your birthday. It’s going to be all about you.”

“That’s good. Then I want you to eat me”she says as she bites her lip.

“With pleasure” as you go in for a passionate kiss. You then place her on the bed and see how beautiful she looks on top of it.

You take her legs and spread them wide open, revealing the crotchless lingerie and her shaven cunt. “Wow, it’s so beautiful, I’m going to enjoy my meal.” You proceed to kiss her thighs, then her tummy and work your way down.

Once you’re in front of her folds, you split them open and see that her nectar is beginning to leak. “You’re already wet, Jihyo. You really want this bad huh.” “Yes, I’ve been wanting you for a long time” she replies.

You then proceed to spread her open when more and see that her cervix is releasing a flow of nectar that you humbly taste. “Hmm, it taste sooo good Jihyo, your taste is so addicting” you tell her.

“Do I really taste that good?” she asks. You nod and then use to fingers to insert it into her leaking cunt. You work your way inside and scrape her walls, causing her to release a sexual moan.

Wanting to hear a bit more you stir your two fingers around, trying to collect as much of her nectar. You eventually pull them out and see that your fingers are completely wet, dripping nectar. You place your fingers on her lips and begin tracing them to coat her of nectar. Then you proceed to slowly insert your fingers into her mouth. She licks her own nectar from your fingers and says “I do taste good, you’re so lucky you’re the only one who has had the chance to taste this” says proudly.

“You’re right, I’m the luckiest man alive” you say. “Of course you are. Imagine what Once would do if they found out that you took my virginity” said Jihyo in a joking manner. “Let’s not focus on that” as you burry your face onto her wet pussy.

You use your tongue to the best of your abilities and try to dig your way to the farthest point of her juicy cunt. “Ahh… fuck, I can feel your tongue, scrapping my walls” she moans out loud.

Getting the reaction you wanted you proceed to tease her a bit and give her a small bite on her clit, which makes her twitch and gush out cum all over your face.

“I’m sorry y/n, I couldn’t hold it and didn’t warn you ahead of time” as you wipe the fluid of your face. “It’s okay, it just shows that you’re enjoying it.

“Let me service you now” jihyo says but you reply with a no. “It’s, your birthday today. You’re the one that will get serviced tonight.” Your responds makes her smile and she goes straight for a kiss. Your respond back with a passionate kiss and slowly knead her exposed breast from the lingerie she was wearing.

You then sit on the bed and spread your legs and ask her to get in the chairman position. “I want you to see yourself as you cum in front of the mirror.” “What do you mean” she asks. You then point at the long mirror that is mounted on the door. She turns around and says “I’d like that.”

You move your right hand towards her entrance and begin to rub on her folds, just before insert your fingers. Get gasps as she feels your cold fingers inside of her “ahh… your fingers are cold.” You then proceed to scrap the inside of her walls at a slow pace. She has her hands placed on your thighs and begins to grip on them when you begin to pick up the pace.

Her wet and spongy insides have a nice texture to it like tofu as you rub your fingers against it. She begins to moan “finger me faster, make me cum.” You do as she says and begin to pick up the pace, stirring her insides to the best of your abilities.

She then begins to shake, making you realize that she is about to cum. “I’m about to cum, d..don’t stop” she shouts. To make her cum faster you grab her lift breast and begin to pinch and rub her nipple with your two fingers. “No, not my nipples, they are sensitive” she moans out loud.

You have her were you want her and with one final pinch from both her nipple and her slit she squirts all over the floor, even having a few of the droplets stain the mirror. Your hand is a mess as it is completely wet from when she squirted, but also your left hand is dripping from the milk she squirted from her breast.

“I cant believe you came from both your cunt and from your breast, you’re such a horny girl, Jihyo.” “I’m not horny all the time… well not anymore” she says. “Let’s see if that’s true” as you go for a second round.

It second around doesn’t even take more than five minutes. She came more aggressively this time compared to the first and you had to hold her so she didn’t slip off from your tights and onto the floor.

Her shaking lasts a good minute as you were able to hit all of her sensitive parts better than the first time. After her shaking stops you decide to give her a small break to let her catch her breath. “Are you okay, jihyo?” I…I’m okay, it’s just that it’s been a..a while since I…I came this much.”

“Ready for the next round?” you ask. “Let me catch my breath first, okay” she says, which makes you crack up a bit.

After some time of rest and regaining some stamina back you both proceed for the next round. “I want to ride you” as she pushes you down on the bed. “Being assertive now, aren’t you.” “I just want this cock of yours, real bad” as she begins to mount you, cowgirl position.

“I need to make sure your cock is hard and ready before i take it all in” as she is jerking you off. Once it is she lifts herself a bit and aligns your cock to her entrance, trying her folds and impales herself in one swoop. “Fuck… your cock is so big, i really missed it inside of me.”

“I missed being inside of you too, you’re so tight.” Hearing that makes jihyo bush and say “I’ve been doing a lot of exercises, I was afraid that you didn’t want to make sex with me anymore because I wasn’t as tight as before, after jisoo’s birth.”

“No, that’s not the case, it’s just that we have been so busy, I’m sorry that ive neglected you.” “It’s okay, it’s my fault too, I haven’t been as assertive as before.” “Im sorry, Jihyo.” “It’s okay, we are together now and that is all that matters.”

She then begins to move slowly while grabbing onto your shoulders. You places your hands on her waist to pull her in closer to your base. After getting adjusted to your length she picks up the pace and starts to ride you much faster.

“Fuck jihyo, you look like a real cowgirl.” “I feel like a cowgirl when im riding this huge cock of yours. You know what y/n, every cowgirl needs her cowboy to well fed, right?” as she smirks. She then moves your hands from her waist and places them on her breast and says “come on, milk these cow tits, i know you want to” she squeezes them, releasing milk from her tits.

“You’re so naughty jihyo, i like it” and you take her on the offer of milking her tits. “I’m going to make sure i squeeze every ounce of milk from your breast” as you being to squeeze them in the palm of your hand.

“Yes, squeeze them hard, mark me, make sure you leave your imprints on my tits. I want everyone to know that these large melons are yours” as she rides you harder.

“Yes! Yes! like that squeeze them, milk me.” You squeeze her and milk begins to run down your hands and down her tits, down her chest onto her belly.

“Fuck, jihyo i think im going to cum” you moan out loud. “Do it. Cum inside of me, don’t you dare cum anywhere else other than my small cunt.” Hear her stay that is making your cock throb. Feeling your throbbing cock inside of her, she knows that you’re at your limit so she lifts herself up, only leaving the tip of your cock in her entrance. She then slams her whole body down, reaching your base which causes you to cum immediately. “Yeah, like that. Fill me full of cum, i wont let a single drop go to waste” as her insides are squeezing your cock, tight.

You then take the opportunity to bring her in close and attach your mouth onto her nipple and begin to suck on her breast as she rides your cock slowly with all the cum inside of her womb.

You both stay like that are a good amount of time until there is no more milk to squeeze out. “Aww, my poor baby was really thirsty. Did mommy milk you out of cum, already?” she says as a tease. You wanting to play along say “yes, your baby was really thirsty and wanted to milk from mommy’s breast.”

“Now, that you had your fill, mommy wants you to pump her with more of your special milk” as she looks at your with sincere eyes. “Don’t you think you can do that to mommy?” You nod your head up and down, without any words. She lifts herself from your cock and you see your cum drip from her cunt and down her thighs.

She lays down on the bed and says “i want my baby boy to use this mommy in anyway he likes.” Taking this to heart you begin your next set of rounds. The next continues and you preform multiple positions such as reverse cowgirl, missionary, golden arch, table top, lazy man, upstanding citizen, and finally doggy style.

During doggy style you can’t help but to grab Jihyo’s amazing butt. “You’ve been having your attention on my butt this whole time, so you like it that much?” she asks. “Yes, it’s so nice and round, I love it.” “I’m glad to hear that, I’ve actually been working on it after i had Jisoo. I know how much you like a nice ass, so I wanted to work on mine.” You then proceed to caress her ass a bit more as your thrusting inside of her pretty cunt.

After delivery if your load during doggy style, Jihyo automatically drops to the bed and says “that was amazing y/n. You having fucked me this long for a while.” “That’s right, I missed when we used to fuck all night, the way I would make you moan my name would be amazing.”

“Stop, don’t say that. You know it’s embarrassing for me to hear that.” “You know it’s true, you would moan my name a lot” as you give a nice slap on Jihyo’s ass cheek.

Catching her breath Jihyo looks at you and says “you know since it’s my birthday and I want us to unwrap a nice little gift together” as she gives you a wink. “You mean…” as your smile grows visibly bigger.

“Yes, I know I’ve been holding out on it and you have always wanted to try it and I wasn’t ready those times, but I think I’m ready know.”

“Are you sure you’re ready for it? I don’t want to do it if you’re not.”

“I am, I know I was scared the first time because it kind of hurt and we never tried it again but I think I’m good now. So how about you run out to the kitchen and get some water while I prepare.”

You nod and rush out of the room and run butt naked to the kitchen and grab some water bottles and orange juice. You try your best not to get anyone to see you as you make the quick trip. You rush into the bedroom and give Jihyo some as well.

After get a good break you both continue your next session. Jihyo sits on the edge of the bed and spreads her legs open and shows you all the cum that you pumped into her. “See how much cum in dripping down my legs” as she smiles. “Yeah, let even know that you mine, only mine and no one else’s”

She stands up and says “what do you think about the lingerie I’m wearing?” It’s beautiful, you look amazing in anything you wear. You’re a goddess.” Hearing this turns Jihyo on and she pushes you onto the bed. She gives you a sexual dance, grinds her pussy against your thighs, feeling the wetness of her folds. “You feel how wet I am for you? “Yeah, I do” as you begin to feel her body.

She grabs your cock and begs in to jerk it off, making it hard once more and says “your cock is really excited, it can’t wait to penetrate me. Are you excited to take my anal virginity?” “Fuck, I am… I really am” you says.

She gets off your thigh and stands up and begins to show you every inch of her body. “All of this is yours, only yours” as she bends over, spreading her ass cheeks and shaking her her pink puckerhole. “This is finally yours, it’s never been touched before. You get to take my virginity for the second time.”

Seeing Jihyo bent over with her ass cheeks spread wide open is making you extra hard and hot. You’re really to fuck her, there and now. But you also need to be extra careful since it’s her first time and want to make sure she has a good experience.

You grab Jihyo’s waist with your left and and release her right hand from her ass cheek, with your right hand you raise it up and giver her a nice smack on her ass. This catches her off guard and makes her give out a small moan. You caress there ass a bit just before you give it another smack.

“Get to the bed” you command her. She does as she’s told and you then push her down, making her have her face on the bed in a corner doggy style position. You caress her ass in awe and give her a few smacks, causing her cheeks to jiggle. “Fuck, your ass is perfect.”

Your cock being rock hard, you hold it with your right hand and smack it against Jihyo’s ass. Your cock causes ripples as it hits her cheeks.

You know that if you insert it as it is now, it will be painful for jihyo so instead you use the cum that is dripping down jihyo’s leg as lube. With your finger on your left hand you collect as much cum and trace it against her puckerhole.

You align your cock to her entrance and give her one last chance to back out. “Are you sure you want to do this jihyo?” you ask. “Yes, i want to, make me yours again.” There is no need for anything else as you want to enjoy this special moment.

Having your cock hovering over her entrance you let her know that you’re about to penetrate her and she takes a deep breath. You begin to slowly push through and you are met with resistance. You gather a bit more cum mixed with nectar and place it on top of her puckerhole and massage it a bit. “Try to relax, im going to try going in again” you inform her. She nods and says yes, making you continue.

You grab your cock a bit better and push it in slowly and into her ass. You see the tip begin to work its way into her ass slowly and keep on push as jihyo begins to whine. “Hmmm…” as she tries not to show any signs of pain.

You keep on inserting your length deeper and once the tip is in you let her relax it a bit and ask “you are okay, jihyo? It take a while for her to respond back but eventually she says “it hurts, it hurts a lot” as she turns to face you, having a tear dripping down. “Want me to take it out? We can maybe try next time.”

“No! I can do it. Just let me rest a bit” she says. “Okay, just let me know when you’re ready.

After what feels like a while she says “I thinking im ready, let’s continue.” You spread a bit more of her nectar around your cock to ease the penetration and continue.

You then begin to push in your cock further up her ass and noticed that jihyo is holding onto the bedsheets with a strong grip. Wanting for her not to suffer any longer you decide to just get it over it in one go. “I’m sorry Jihyo but im going to get it over it with one thrust” she turns around with panic in her eyes. Knowing that it’s going to hurt she grabs onto the bedsheet with her teeth and clenches onto it.

“Fuck… her i go jihyo, im sorry. It’s only going to hurt for a short while” and with that you pull out, only leaving the tip of your cock and with one hard thrust you reach all the way inside. The resistance of her insides is unimaginable, she had the tightest it ass you have fucked so far, but unfortunately you have made jihyo shout from the pain.

She tried her best to hold onto to the bedsheet with her teeth but the pain of her ass splitting open from your large and thick cock was unbearable. Tears flow down from her face as she tries to not cry but shouts “ *hick… it hurts so much… it hurts… you tore my rectum… *hick… you broke me…”

“I’m sorry jihyo, I tired to get it over with… you just need to let it calm down for a bit and the pain will go away.” Trying to listen to your words she tries to calm down and says “I know… you tried your best to be gentle with me but *hick… it just hurts.”

“You want me to pull out? I can if you want.” She automatically says “No! Don’t you dare pull out and make me go through this pain for nothing. I can take it. Let me just get adjusted to your length.”

You know that Jihyo is a real trooper and you know that she doesn’t give up easily and give her time to adjust.

Once she is really she says “i think im okay, let’s continue.” Grab her waist to bring her in closer and begin to move. He recede your cock, half way and thrust it back in “fuck it hurts…” she says. “Want me to stop?” “No just keep on going, i can take it.”

“Okay, here i go” as you thrust your cock in and out of her. You scrape the walls and increase the pace little by little. Her shouting of pain goes from being unbearable and decrease, then turns into something tolerable to something pleasurable.

The more you thrust in and out of her ass the more she begins to enjoy it. From screaming “it hurts” turned into “y/n fuck me harder.” “You really changed your attitude after a couple of thrusts, huh” trying to tease her. “Ohh shut up, you’re making me embarrassed. Just focus on fucking my ass instead.”

You pick up the pace and decide to do a different position. But before you move you raise her right hand once more and give her a hard slap. “Ahhh… that hurts… hit me again” she shouts. You raise your hand once more and give her another smack. “Again, harder” as you repeat this multiple times on both cheeks.

Once you are done her ass cheeks are completely red and both your hands are imprinted on them. You grab Jihyo from the waist and bring her up.

“Let’s change the pace a bit” and move her into the standing doggy position. You support her by holding onto her arms to keep her from falling back onto the bed.

Every thrust is hard and reaches deep inside of her. The amount of moaning that results from this is amazing. She went from just taking it in the ass to clenching your cock with her ass.

“Fuck jihyo, your ass feels nice and tight, you’re going to make me cum.”

“Yes, cum inside of my former virgin ass, flood my ass with your cum” she moans. “This ass, this tight pussy, these tits, everything is yours. You can cum inside of me whenever you want. Don’t hold back, fill me to the brim.”

“I’m going to cum, let it all inside” as a tsunami of cum comes rushing into her ass, filling it all.

“Fu…fuck… so warm. That feels nice” as her eyes begin to roll back from the pleasure and begins to lose her balance. You having spent your energy from fucking so long fall onto the bed with Jihyo.

You slowly regain your balance after getting dizzy for a moment and pull out. You feel your cock struggling to get out as Jihyo is unconsciously trying to hold onto your cock with her walls. You give a bit more strength and your cock is released from jihyo’s grasps as you hear a popping noise from the suction of having your cock inside of her.

You then see a gaping asshole as jihyo’s ass is trying to clench onto something but there is nothing else to grab onto. “Aww my poor jihyo passed out from having her first anal experience.”

You watch her as she is laying there on the bed and as her asshole is spilling out cum, from being overflowed with your cum.

You walk towards the chair where you pants was and pull out your phone and take a picture. A picture of her first anal experience and the amount of cum that is escaping.

You then try to move her a better spot of the bed so she can finally get some rest, after this long but hard session.

You lay down next to hear and kiss her back but not before hearing a semi conscious Jihyo say “i want you to hold me tight and i want to sleep your your cock inside of me like the old days.”

There is not need for words as you bring her in closer on cuddle her, but not before you shove your cock back inside of her tight pussy and finally get some sleep.

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Little did you know that your dumb butt forgot to close the door as you made your way back to the room.

The door was slightly open and allowed the opportunity for someone to catch a glimpse if they wanted to. And that is exactly what happened.

As momo woke up from her sleep she made her way to the kitchen but heard noises coming from the room that you and jihyo were using. Curious she walks towards the room and sees what was going on and stays to watch the action.

Tzuyu also comes out from the bathroom and sees momo standing in front of the room and walks up to momo and says “what are you doing momo unnie?

“Shhh… just look” as she tries to whisper and not get caught. They both peek and watch as you are fucking jihyo from behind and destroying her ass. The moans of pleasure that is coming from Jihyo is something that they haven’t seen before and it’s addictive.

“I feel hot momo unnie” whispers Tzuyu as she unknowingly is getting horny. ‘I’m kind of hot too” as momo has her hands inside of her shorts, touching herself. “Momo unnie, you’re leaking something down your shorts” as momo is leaking nectar form all this excitement. “You too, look” as momo points out to Tzuyu as she is also leaking nectar from her shorts.”

“Momo unnie, i think im horny” as she starts to place her hand inside of her shorts and begins to finger herself. Momo initially surprised but can’t blame Tzuyu because she feels the same way.

They both finger fuck themseleves as they watch you and Jihyo have the best time of your lives, together.

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[celerydays]

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Like a Sweet Dessert — Masterlist

Summary An overworked bakery owner needs a little help, and who better to help her than a happy-go-lucky art student? Except... This art student is helplessly terrible at her job, and even though Sana gets annoyed, she can never stay mad at the girl who's just as sweet as any one of the desserts she sells.

Pairing baker!sana x art student!oc

Warnings tooth-rotting fluff, co-workers to lovers, cursing (?), many mentions of food

A/N although i wrote this, the credit for many of the ideas and plot points go to my online friend (who i will not name, we'll call her 🫧) she's technically my co-author lmao

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While Phee is a deeply kind person, good luck to anyone who dares to threaten her family.