#kang sae byeok smut

[celestiamour]

can you please do Sae byeok teasing fem reader. If not that’s fine. Thank you 🙏🏻

ft. kang sae-byeok x f! reader — squid game

╰₊✧ teasing you because you can't keep up with her┊0.5k words

contains: smut!! dom sae-byeok & sub reader┊teasing, scissoring, pillow princess reader, making out

➤ author's note: i wanted to write scissoring but i suck so badly at it which is why this is so sinfully goddamn short, please go easy on me

“tired already, pretty girl? we only just started,” your girlfriend teased, rocking her hips against yours and smirking at your adorable little gasp. “i thought you said you could handle it.”

there was already an ache in your thighs from the constant action of grinding your soaked cunts together, trying to get all the right angles for more gratification, and exerting yourself in a way you’ve never done before in the bedroom. you’ve always been on the receiving end of her affections, the pillow princess who would lay there and take it like a good girl, but you wanted to try something different and also put in the effort to help both of you achieve that addicting high. clearly, you overestimated yourself, which was extremely embarrassing after you argued that you could handle it after she said she knew your body better than you do yourself and wouldn’t be able to keep it up for more than five minutes. 

you looked so cute flustered and fucked out like this, shining like a star with the overhead light catching in the thin sheen of sweat over your skin, trying to match her actions with your legs hooked, and attempting to chase your orgasm with sloppy inexperienced movements that were all passion and no thoughts. your stomach was twisting into knots from both the friction and just how close you were to her in this position, you don’t think you’ve ever done anything like this before with your dripping pussy kissing against another. all of it just made the flame of pleasure in your core burn stronger than fire, almost completely overtaking the strain it had on your muscles.

sae-byeok reached to cup your face in her hand, adjusting the other on the mattress to support her weight, pulled you close to her for a kiss, and swallowed your moans in the process as she rubbed against your engorged clit. her tongue darted out to explore your mouth, not even needing to ask for entry when your lips were already parted, sliding against yours and tracing along your teeth, melting into you softly in contrast to the roughness of her thrusts. 

“fuckk, i-i can’t keep up,” you mewled when she finally parted from your lips to let you breathe, pretty little tear crystals starting to form at the corners of your half-lidded eyes and your tongue lolling out slightly as a bunny’s would. she was half-tempted to grab her phone off the nightstand and snap a picture to fondly look back on when she wanted to tease you for your failure, but she would have to be content with committing this image to memory because she knew you would start whining if she stopped for even a moment like the spoiled princess you were.

“oh, my poor baby.” unlike yours, her eyes were wide open with pupils blown out with lust. “is it too much for you?” she smiled as you nodded vigorously, barely able to utter another word without crying out. “just lay back then, i’ll take good care of you like i always do…”

[ones-g]

Yes, I can do both, please!!! a chance

cc: pr4das

[mayahawkesfirstwife]

Hello!! Can I request for a Kang Sae-byeok x fem!reader smut? It can honestly be anything, I just would like it to be an established relationship please?

Surprise

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Pairings: Kang Sae-byeok x Fem! Reader

Summary: You surprise your girlfriend who’s been stressed out lately with some cute lingerie.

Warnings: Smut, oral sex (r! receiving), scissoring, praise kink.

Author Note: I have so many asks in my inbox omg😭 but here’s some Sae-byeok smut!! I didn’t read over it so sorry if there are any mistaked! <3

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Your girlfriend, Sae-byeok has been so stressed out from work lately that you wanted to help relieve some stress.

She works as a waitress at a fancy resteraunt, they wore the cutest suits.

She had been at work all morning and she had the rest of the day and the weekend off so you were excited to spend time with her and help her relax.

You shaved your whole body, put her favorite lotion and perfume on and some cute lingerie.

You sat on your bed, waiting patiently for your girlfriend, scrolling on your phone with all the lights off, only a few candles lit.

You soon heard the front door open and close and you quickly put your phone back on the nightstand and lift your legs seductively.

You heard some footsteps, “Baby i’m home, where are you?” She calls out.

You don’t answer and she opened the bedroom door, head down as she sighs and starts to take her blazer off.

She looked up and she paused, “Baby, what is this?” She asks, looking down your body.

“Surprise…” You giggle, she walks closer and licked her lips, letting her blazer fall onto the ground.

She stares down at your body, “What is this surprise for?” She asks, lowly.

“I know you’ve been stressed lately and I just wanted to help you, relieve some stress.” You hum, opening your legs for her.

She crawls onto the bed, getting between your legs. “You’re so gorgeous…” She rubs down your thigh.

“Your skin is so smooth, you’re so perfect.” She says and you smirk, “I shaved and put on all your favorite scents, just for you.”

She looks down at your lips, grabbing your chin and kissing you softly.

You grab her face and kiss her back, she runs her hands up your body, grabbing your boobs and squeezing them.

You loosen her bow tie and toss it aside, starting to unbutton her shirt as she pulls back and kisses down your neck.

You arch your back into her, “Fuck, Sae-byeok…” You unbutton her shirt quickly.

“You’re so pretty, just for me…” She hums, kissing down your breasts as you open her shirt and pull it down her shoulders.

She pecks your lips before looking down at your body as it rocks up into her, eager to feel her against you.

You bit your lip, looking down to unclip your bra before she stops you, putting her hands on yours.

“Leave it on, it’s so pretty.” She grabs your hips and you giggle, “Oh, yeah?”

“Yeah, I really like it.” She stares down at you, unable to move her eyes away.

“I’m glad you like it, it was so expensive.” You hum, fiddling with her belt buckle.

“Fucking need you so bad.” She kissed your neck some more, you grip her shoulder.

“How do you want me, hm?” You ask, she squeezed your boob and groaned.

“Wanna taste you, you’re so fucking gorgeous.” She spreads your legs open more as she crawls down between your thighs.

“You’re so pretty, Sae-byeok…” You said, rubbing her shoulder.

She looks down, “Oh, yeah?” She slowly pulls your panties down your thighs.

“You’re soaked, all this for me?” She kissed your clit and you whine.

“It’s all for you, i’m all yours…” You caress her face as she licks your pussy and starts to flick her tongue on your clit.

“Oh, baby…” You whine, squeezing her shoulder.

She doesn’t stop, continuing to pleasure your clit as you moan loudly.

“You’re so good to me, honey…” You moaned, she looked up into your eyes.

She moans into you and you whimper, “Feels so good, don’t stop…please.”

She starts to go faster, eager to make you cum. You’re legs start to close involuntarily and she hums, gripping your legs and opening them.

“Fuck, Sae-byeok…” You whimper, tossing your head back into the soft pillows.

“Right there, oh my!” You grab a chunk of her hair and push it into you more.

She hums into you, caressing your thighs and you start to squirm.

“Oh, Sae-byeok, i’m s-so close!” You sit up on your elbows, the pleasure being too much.

She rubs your clit, “Shh, lay down.” She pushes you back to lie down. “I need you to stop squirming.”

She dives back into your pussy and you moaned loudly, holding onto her shoulder.

You dug your nails into her shoulder as you came down on her tongue. She licks up slowly before pulling back.

She pants, wiping her lips with her hand. You look down at her and licked your lips.

She sat up on her knees and you unbuckled her pants and start to pull them off.

You move to sit up and push her shoulders to lie back, she gasps, surprised.

You tug her pants off and toss them aside, she pulls her underwear off and tosses them.

You lean over and kiss her, pulling her leg up so your pussy would touch hers.

You back, “Is this okay?” You whisper, “Yes.” She grabs your waist and starts to rock your hips.

“Fuck, baby…” She groans, one of her hands reaches up and grabs your boob.

“I love you, Sae-byeok…” You whimper, she squeezed your boob. “I love you, honey.”

“Take this off.” She says, you unclasp your bra and she slips it off of you, letting it fall off.

“You’re so beautiful…” She pants, gripping your hips.

You whimper, she grabs both of your boobs and squeezed them, making you moan loudly.

“Sae-byeok…” You grind onto her harder, she lets out a hiss.

“Fuck, that’s so good. You’re great at that, pretty.” She starts to suck on your nipples and you whine, pushing her hair out of her face.

“So perfect.” She pants, biting down on your nipple which made you dig your nails into her shoulder.

“Oh, fuck!” You whine, she pulls back and licks over your hard nipple, kissing up your body to your neck and she began to suck on it.

“I’m close, baby.” You moan, she nods her head, pulling back for a moment. “Me too, cum for me.”

You bury your face in her neck as you came and she came soon after, riding out your highs.

You slowly got off of her and laid beside her, she looks over at you as she pants.

“Thank you for that lovely surprise.” She cuddles into you and you giggle.

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[extinctlesspains]

𝐷𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑒𝑟 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑠 [𝐾. 𝑆𝑎𝑒-𝐵𝑦𝑒𝑜𝑘]

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ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛᴇᴅ: ʏᴇʀ ᴏʀ ɴᴏ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ᴋᴀɴɢ sᴀᴇ-ʙʏᴇ���ᴋ x ғᴇᴍ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ɢᴇɴʀᴇ: sᴍᴜᴛ (18+) ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ

sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: sᴀᴇ-ʙʏᴇᴏᴋ ᴛᴇᴀsᴇs ʏᴏᴜ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ᴅᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴀ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴅɪɴɴᴇʀ, ʟᴇᴀᴠɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ғʟᴜsᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ғᴏʀᴄɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴇxᴄᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇsᴛʀᴏᴏᴍ. sʜᴇ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡs, ᴛᴜʀɴɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀɪᴠᴀᴛᴇ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀɴ ɪɴᴛɪᴍᴀᴛᴇ, ʜᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴇxᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ʀᴇᴍɪɴᴅɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴏᴛʜ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ sᴜsᴘᴇᴄᴛs.

ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇs: ᴋɪssɪɴɢ, sᴍᴜᴛ, ғɪɴɢᴇʀɪɴɢ, ᴄᴜᴍ ᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ, ᴏʀᴀʟ, ʙᴀᴛʜʀᴏᴏᴍ sᴇx.

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The restaurant was the very definition of luxury. Crystal chandeliers cast a soft glow over the high-ceilinged space, the faint hum of conversation and gentle clinking of glassware adding a lively ambiance. You glanced around the table at your family, smiling warmly as they chatted and laughed. It was a special night, one you had been looking forward to for weeks—introducing Sae-byeok to your family.

She sat beside you, looking utterly breathtaking in her effortlessly elegant outfit: a white, long-sleeved polo shirt with the sleeves neatly cuffed, tucked into tailored black dress pants that highlighted her lean, confident frame. Sae-byeok had this uncanny ability to draw every eye in the room without even trying, and tonight was no exception. You could feel the admiring glances from nearby tables, though she seemed oblivious, her focus entirely on you.

"You look stunning tonight," she had whispered earlier, her voice so soft that it felt like a secret. Now, as the night went on, you couldn’t help but notice her hand brushing against yours on the table, her small, private smiles that no one else seemed to catch.

Your own outfit, a sleek black off-the-shoulder dress, had earned you a rare compliment from Sae-byeok earlier—one of her understated "You look nice" remarks that somehow carried more weight than any flowery praise could.

The conversation at the table turned lively, with your family sharing stories and laughter. You tried to focus, really, but Sae-byeok’s subtle touches and teasing glances had your thoughts scattering. Her hand found your thigh under the table, fingers ghosting lightly over the fabric of your panties.

Your breath hitched, and you barely managed to keep your expression neutral, though the clattering of your fork against your plate earned a curious glance from your sister. You shot her a quick smile before looking at Sae-byeok, whose smirk told you she was well aware of the effect she was having.

Her hand slid higher, her fingertips drawing lazy circles that set your skin alight. She leaned closer, her voice low and dripping with mischief as she whispered, "You’re blushing."

"I’m not," you protested weakly, your voice catching. You were growing wet by the second. Her rubbing your clothes cunt was making you needy.

Her smirk deepened. "You are."

The heat crawling up your neck became unbearable, and you hastily grabbed your napkin, standing up. "Excuse me for a moment," you muttered, avoiding your family’s curious looks as you hurried away.

The cool air of the restroom was a welcome relief as you splashed water on your hands, trying to calm the fire raging in your chest. You stared at your reflection in the mirror, your cheeks flushed and your pulse pounding.

Damn her. Sae-byeok had an uncanny ability to make you lose your composure with just a glance, a touch, or a smirk. And she knew it.

You closed your eyes, taking a deep breath, trying to push the memory of her fingertips rubbing you pussy out of your mind. But the bathroom door creaked open behind you, and your eyes flew open to see her reflection in the mirror.

Sae-byeok leaned against the doorframe, her head tilted slightly, an amused smile playing on her lips. "You seemed... flustered," she said locking the door behind her with a soft click.

You turned to face her, your arms crossing over your chest in a feeble attempt at composure. "You're unbelievable, you know that?"

She stepped closer, her eyes scanning your face like she was committing every detail to memory "I couldn't help myself," she said smoothly, her voice low and teasing "You make it too easy."

Her presence was overwhelming, the scent of her cologne faint but intoxicating. She stopped just inches from you, her hand sliding gently to your waist, her thumb brushing the exposed skin of your shoulder.

"You should go back to the table," you said weakly, though the way your body leaned into her betrayed your words.

"Should I?" she murmured, her voice a soft purr. Her thumb traced a lazy line along your collarbone, her touch sending shivers down your spine. "think you'd rather I stay."

Her teasing smirk made your knees weak, and before you could respond, her lips brushed against your ear her breath warm as she whispered "You look so beautiful tonight. It's hard to keep my hands to myself."

Your resolve crumbled in an instant "Sae-byeok," you breathed, her name barely audible as her lips ghosted over your jawline, pressing featherlight kisses that made your head spin.

"Hmm?" she hummed, clearly enjoying the effect she had on you "You're going to kill me," you muttered, grabbing the front of her shirt to steady yourself.

She chuckled softly, her hands gripping your waist as she pressed you gently against the sink. "You'l survive," she said, her lips finally capturing yours in a kiss that was both slow and deliberate, leaving you breathless.

Her kiss deepened, her hands trailing down your sides before she pulled back just enough to meet your gaze. Her eyes were dark, filled with a mix of affection and desire. "Wait, we have to be quick." Your breath hitched as she kissed your collarbone. All her actions made you weak.

"I don't need much time with you anyways." She whispered against your tender skin. You could almost feel her smirking as she made her way down to your thighs. You faced away, almost too embarrassed with this situation. Your body was burning up with neediness. Having sex in a bathroom? A public bathroom. God, it was so hot but embarrassing.

You had been so lost in your thoughts that you didn't feel Sae-byeok raising up your dress enough to run your panties. The wet sploch making you red when she pressed her fingertips on it. "Already?" She chuckled. You bit your lip subtly. Her soft and cold touch grabbed the sides your panties and slide them down to your ankles. "Sae-byeok..." Your voice echoed.

She pressed a light kiss on your pussy before sticking a finger in. The unexpected action left you with an open mouth, holding back a moan. It was only then Sae-byeok remembered she was in a dinner with your family. She had to be quick.

Without speaking to you, she stuck another finger in and latched her lips onto your clit. You gasped, taking one of your hands to cover your mouth and the other to gently tug Sae-byeoks hair. Her eyes held a stern gaze with you, almost pressuring you to cum into her mouth quickly.

She kept stretching your gummy walls, maintaining eye contact. The pleasure became too much to bare. You felt it coming.

"Shit, shit, sae-byeok!-" you gasped, arching and bucking into her mouth. "If you don't cum now, you don't get to cum back home." You knew she wasn't lying. With one more thrust, you came onto her fingers and tongue. Your eyes closing after reaching your high.

Sae-byeok softly chucked, pulling away and getting up to meet your eyes. "We should probably go back beforebyour family comes looking for us," she said, though her tone lacked any real urgency.

You laughed softly, catching your breath resting your forehead against hers. "You're lucky I love you."

Her lips curled into a small smile as she pressed a soft kiss to your temple. "And you're lucky I can't get enough of you."

Taking a steadying breath, you fixed your dress and ran a hand through your hair, trying to regain your composure. "You didn't even let me clean myself." You frowned.

Sae-Byeok chuckled, a wicked gleam in her eye. "Mmm, and that's exactly how I like it. I like knowing that you're all messy under that pretty dress... and that I'm the one who put you in that state."

Sae-byeok held the door open for you, her hand brushing yours briefly before you both stepped back into the world beyond the intimate moment, the fire in your chest still burning.

[celestiamour]

BARKING OMG THISSSSSS

— SQUID GAME WOMEN STRAP HCS

◜ featuring ... player 196 (bee girl), no eul (guard 011), se-mi (player 380), sae-byeok (s1 player 067) 

𔗨 author's note — didnt add junhee cos she preg and no hyunju bc i dont think she'll be comfortable w a male genitalia toy BUT LETS FUCKING GOoOO strap game hcs coming right up !! [lowercase intended]

p.s. thank u for all the reqs!! give me time and ill post my work one by one, i js have so many ideas in my mind its gonna explode

warning: smut [use of strap-on, taking pictures]

player 196 — 

- ! PINK STRAP PINK STRAP PINK STRAP !

- sweet talker during sex but her movements are definitely the opposite of sweet

- would DEFINITELY take pretty pictures of you while you drool over her strap

- has a special album for you with pink emojis on the side <33

- slows down right before you orgasm !!!

- she makes fun of your pathetic state :(( 

- you get even more turned on ofc

- mostly just her teasing you whenever she fucks you using her strap

- sometimes she'd add fun and use a vibrator on u alongside her strap!!

- one time she wanted to test the new mascara she bought if it was really waterproof like it said on the packaging

- .... guess what ....

- she applies it on your lashes, brings out the strap and fucks u non stop til u were literally crying

- lashes stayed bomb after sex though so she took note of that ! 

- loves to edge u COS LIKE I SAID SHE'S A TEAAAASE

- after a few edging rounds she'd finally let u cum

- she's not THAT mean to not let u !!

- LOVES hearing your moans !!! sometimes she'd get off herself by just that.

- AFTERCARE !! would make u feel like a princess and im talking about bubble baths, cuddles, and sometimes would even do your nails <3

"good girl, taking me in so well" 

no eul —

- doesnt rlly care abt strap colors but i can imagine her w the skin tone one 

- prepare to not be able to walk the next day

- ABSOLUTELY MERCILESS !!!!! 

- poor baby's stressed most of the time so fucking u with her strap serves as her stress reliever

- u wont complain though, her strap game has u crying out of pleasure

- though once you've had enough and said the safe word she'd stop w/o hesitation

- DOGGY STYLE?!?![[€=€{[€

- easier for her to hit the deepest areas inside u <3

- pulls ur hair while doing it 

- DARE I SAY she has an unnie kink...

- call her that = prepare yourself for the best fuck of your life

- DONT GET ME WRONG!! she may be rough but she fucks u like she loves you

- feels relieved after sex, she's glad to have someone like u :((

- i personally think u'd actually be the one giving her aftercare

- cause she deserves all the loooove and care

- <3 

"shit— just like that, just like that."

se mi — 

- BLACK. 6 INCHES. CURVED

- im sorry but if u think she'll go easy on u well you're so so wrong

- COWBOY 

- she loves u on top cos that means she'll get to see your pretty face

- AND ur boobs ;)

- explores ur body with her hands as u bounce on her strap

- if u dont know what ur doing, she'll guide you

- such a dirty talker

- would make u feel like a slut and a princess cos she'll degrade and praise u at the same time

- fucks you like she hates you

- BRAT TAMER !! HELLO

- another edger 

- she'll edge you until you're a crying mess begging for her to let u cum :(

- "se-mi please"

- "stop fucking complaining. you take what i give you."

- se-mi has a playful personality so it's no surprise if she teases u the whole time you're having sex

- loves to overstimulate u

- she'll make u suck it after 

- would literally pound into your mouth til you cry

- aftercare w her's the best though

- she's slight of different in and out of bed so expect her to be gentle right after fucking u so roughly

"oh did you think i was done with you? we're not stopping til you squirt on my cock."

sae byeok —

- NOW she'd be the one who's gentle during sex

- her cold and stoic persona vanishes the moment she fucks you

- you'd be surprised actually about the way she's gone so soft on you

- if you like it slow, she'll go slow. if you like it rough, she'll go rough

- she just wants to show you she loves you

- making out while she's pounding into you >>

- would feel satisfied when you finally orgasm

- doesn't really speak during sex but she'd let out small praises from time to time

- she'll eat you out right after

"i love you."

@misayani

[p1nkey3]

oh the hwangs are step brothers

[teliphone]

oh em GEE I saw ur Kang noeul fic and I was literally shaking and that made me think of Sub! saebyeok headcannons PLEAee ILY AND UR WORKS

Warning(s): Smut, Oral, slight Fingering

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Sub!Saebyeok would kinda get shy, but sparks of adrenaline will rush through her body when you gently spread her thighs. She bites her bottom lip to stop herself from grinning too hard. She examines under her lashes at how you kiss her inner thigh. A soft sigh will escape her lips when she notices you’re starting to lower your face to her core. 

Sub!Saebyeok is a total watcher. Her eyes never leave your face. She loves to watch you go completely drunk over her cunt. She focuses on the way your lips would wrap around her clit and suck. You roll your tongue against her core and back up to her clit. A blush forms on her cheeks when she sees her juice connect with your lips when you pull away to catch your breath. 

Sub!Saebyeok is usually quiet, but she’s the total opposite during these moments. She will cry and pant out loud. She would beg and grind her hips into your mouth. You have to hold her thighs apart as she squeals around. 

“Please please please,” She begs. Her voice turns a few notices up. You will suck harder and bring your fingers up to fill her cunt. She arches her back and chokes out a moan. She brings one hand down and accidentally grips your hair hard. Her eyebrows furrow as she continues watching you, so lost in her pleasure. 

Sub!Saebyeok would bring her other hand to cover her mouth. Her moans become muffled. You would pull away, and a trail of her juice connects from her core to your mouth. 

“Why did you stop?” She whines. You take her hand from her mouth and gentle held it, not letting go. 

“I want to hear you,” You explain before going back to licking her core. Her stomach tenses and she tilts her head back into the pillow. She cusses and jerks feverishly into your mouth. You close your eyes to focus on the feeling of her cunt, but she tugs your hair hard. You look up to her blushing and sweaty face. 

“Look at me when I come,” She grunts. 

Sub!Saebyeok would orgasm hard with a high-pitched moan. Her body would twitch uncontrollably. She will slowly stop moving her hips into your mouth. You lean away and gently kiss her hand. As she catches her breath, she smiles and lets out a soft giggle. She notices how hard you’re clenching your thighs together. 

[cutiebinni]

saebyeok nsfw/sfw headcanons?

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ // kang sae-byeok sfw + nsfw headcanons

warning !! : nsfw ones are all fem!reader but sfw are gender neutral! smut obv, praise, degradation, oral, strap, scissoring, i think thats all?

a/n : GUYS I LOVE HER SO MUCH GUYS STOP GUYS 😣 maybe i just love women ..

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°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ sfw

— just a chill guy.. 😎 /ref

— no but seriously!! shes more of the black cat in a relationship

— shes not a huge fan of pda but she likes to hold your hands in public so everyone knows to back off🤺

— does the thumb thing (iykyk) (i want her so bad)

— wraps her hand around your waist when walking through a crowded place together

— when cuddling shes the sweetest!! she’ll place warm kisses on your neck, mumbling cute little words quietly in your neck

— loves cute little dates like picnics, movies date, etc etc, as long as shes with you, shes happy!!

— for her, how much something you get her costs doesnt matter considering how she was broke growing up

— she prefers thoughtful, cheap, diy things over expensive things that have no thought behind them

— on a diff note she’d buy you whatever you want no matter how many people she has to pickpocket!!

— such a sweetheart she’d literally do anything for you even if she’s tryna be all nonchalant and mysterious

— when people wrong you she gets more mad than you do LOLOL

— she sees you crying? she’ll immediately want to hurt whatever hurt you.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ nsfw

— shes actually pretty gentle, contrary to her cold personality

— gentle in her actions, yes, but her words..

— a mix of degradation and praise at the same time, but more degradation 😵‍💫

“look at you, how filthy. cumming all over my strap, you’re making a mess of yourself.”

— not the biggest fan of quickies because she likes to take her sweet time and love on you!

— loves ✂️ing bc.. yes?

— i feel shes pretty quiet! doesnt really talk a lot but lets out a few words when necessary

- although sometimes shes sooo teasing :( if you moan super loud she’ll pick on you

“yeah? you like it that much, hm?”

“i’ll assume im doing good?”

— strap is pretty pink with black glitter idc argue w me all u want

— she likes taking risks a lot >< the thrill of being caught in a public place is super exciting to her

— tongue skills r IMMACULATE you already know.

— looks up at you from beneath your legs to watch your pretty expressions

— the sight of her between your legs like that is actually mouthwatering.

— expect to find your inner thighs LITTERED with hickies the next day

— shes not sorry either. just marking whats hers as hers!

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tags : @twicesuuui @ventforu

[rayaaani]

𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐥𝐞.

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: fem!reader x piercer!se-mi

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : smut, semi has a tongue piercing cause why not , pain kink and dacryphilia if you squint really hard, dom!se-mi,inexperienced reader, mentions of blood and alcohol , reader is HAWTTTT.

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: I am terrible at writing smut but passed my English a levels with flying colours so literally everything else is better but I hope you enjoy my first fic and pls request stuff for me to write🙏

The breakup had left a hollow ache inside you. At first, you tried to convince yourself it wasn’t a big deal. People broke up every day, didn’t they? But as the days stretched into weeks, the reality sank in: they’d chosen someone else over you. The betrayal stung more than you were willing to admit.

Eunji, ever the faithful friend, was quick to notice your decline. One evening, after you canceled plans for the third time that week, she stormed into your apartment with wine, snacks, and a pointed determination to drag you out of your funk.

“You can’t keep moping around,” she said, tossing a throw pillow at you as you sulked on the couch. “You’re too hot to let them ruin you.”

You snorted, but the laughter felt foreign. “Hot? Eunji, I’ve barely showered this week.”

“Exactly my point,” she said, grabbing your hand and pulling you up. “We’re doing a makeover. You’re going to remind yourself—and everyone else—exactly who the hell you are.”

You rolled your eyes, but deep down, you couldn’t deny the idea had merit. That night, Eunji introduced the seed of rebellion: “Have you ever thought about dyeing your hair?

The next day, you stared at yourself in the mirror, box of red hair dye in hand.

The breakup had left you craving change, and this was your first step. The fiery red was bold, brash, and unapologetic—the exact opposite of how you felt. But as you worked the dye into your hair, you imagined yourself as the confident, fearless woman you wanted to become.

When you rinsed the dye out and styled your hair into loose, messy waves, you barely recognized the woman staring back. The red brought out a new intensity in your eyes, and the bold color paired with your nose piercing gave you an edge that felt exciting and liberating.

You snapped a picture and sent it to Eunji.

“Holy shit,” she texted back almost immediately. “You look like a goddamn rockstar. I’m coming over.”

“You need a new piercing to go with that hair,” Eunji announced as she lounged on your couch that evening.

“Piercing?” you echoed, raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah. Something edgy. Like an eyebrow piercing. Ooh, or a lip ring!”

You laughed but found yourself considering it. “Do you have a place in mind?”

Eunji’s face lit up. “Black Needle Studio. Trust me, they’re the best. And,” she added with a smirk, “the piercer? Se-Mi? Hot. As. Fuck.”

“Hot, huh?” you said, intrigued despite yourself.

“Hot doesn’t even begin to cover it,” Eunji said, sitting up to look you in the eye. “She’s tall, gorgeous, and has these tattoos that’ll make you want to crawl into her lap. Her voice is low and smooth, like she knows exactly what she’s doing to you. And when she looks at you? It’s game over.”

You swallowed hard, trying to ignore the sudden flutter in your stomach. “You’re overselling this.”

“Nope,” Eunji said, grinning. “Book the appointment. You’ll see.”

The moment you stepped into Black Needle Studio, you understood what Eunji had meant.

Se-Mi was standing at the counter, casually flipping through a clipboard. Her fitted black tank top revealed toned arms covered in intricate tattoos, and her dark jeans clung to her figure in all the right ways. She had an aura of effortless confidence, like she owned the world and couldn’t care less if anyone knew it.

Her dark eyes lifted as you walked in, locking onto you with an intensity that made your stomach flip.

“Here for a piercing?” she asked, her voice low and smooth.

You nodded, suddenly feeling self-conscious under her gaze. “Yeah. Eyebrow piercing.”

Her lips curled into a faint smirk. “Good choice. Let’s get you set up.”

She led you to a private room, her movements fluid and purposeful. As she pulled on gloves and prepped the needle, the air between you felt charged.

“So,” she said, her voice cutting through the tension, “is this your first time?”

You shook your head. “I have a nose piercing.”

Her eyes flicked to your nose, lingering for a moment. “Looks good on you. You’ll rock the eyebrow, too.”

Your cheeks flushed under her gaze. “Thanks.”

As she cleaned and marked the area, her fingers brushed against your skin lightly, sending shivers down your spine.

“This might sting,” she said, her tone almost teasing. “Think you can handle it?”

You nodded, though your heart was pounding.

“Deep breath,” she instructed. The needle went through, and you let out a quiet whimper at the sharp pain.

“Doing okay?” she asked, her voice softer now.

“Yeah,” you said, your voice barely above a whisper.

“Good,” she said, stepping back to admire her work. “You did great.”

When she handed you the mirror, you couldn’t help but smile. The piercing was perfect, adding a boldness to your face that made you feel invincible.

“Looks amazing,” she said, her smirk returning. “You wear it well.”

Your heart fluttered at her words, and you couldn’t help but wonder if she meant more than just the piercing.

That night, you couldn’t stop thinking about her. Everything about se-mi ,her confidence, her voice, the way her hands had lingered just a second longer than necessary—was etched into your mind.

You called Eunji the moment you got home.

“She’s unreal,” you said, pacing your apartment. “I mean, you said she was hot, but this is next-level. She has this presence. Like she knows exactly how to make you feel—”

“Like putty in her hands?” Eunji finished, laughing.

“Exactly!” you said, flopping onto your couch. “And her tattoos… God, Eunji, I don’t even know how I managed to form coherent sentences.”

“She sounds dangerous,” Eunji teased. “In the best way.”

You groaned. “What am I supposed to do? Just sit here and think about her all night?”

“Why not go out and celebrate?” Eunji suggested. “You look amazing with that new piercing. Let’s hit the club and show it off.”

You didn’t notice your ex until it was too late. They were across the room, laughing with the same “friend” they’d sworn was platonic. Your stomach churned, but you refused to let it ruin your night.

“Forget them,” Eunji said, pulling you back onto the dance floor.

The air in the club felt heavy with anticipation as you made your way toward the bar, but the presence of your ex caught your eye before you could focus on anything else. There they were, looking carefree and laughing with their friends, completely unaware of the storm swirling inside of you. It was almost maddening how unaffected they seemed, how easily they were moving on. But you? You felt like you were drowning in a sea of emotions, and you were desperate for an escape.

The alcohol had started to do its job, loosening your inhibitions and sharpening the edge of your boldness. The red satin dress you were wearing felt like armor—sexy, confident, a reflection of someone you didn’t recognize but was beginning to like.

As you walked, the club’s lights and music seemed to blur around you. The world was spinning slightly, but in a way that was freeing. Eunji, as usual, was by your side, guiding you through the crowd, but you didn’t care about much else except the burning need to feel alive again, to remind yourself that you were in control of your own life.

“I’m going to have fun tonight,” you muttered to Eunji, your voice slightly slurred.

Eunji grinned, her eyes alight with mischief. “Hell yeah you are. You’re looking amazing tonight. Just wait until you see how everyone reacts.”

You didn’t answer, too distracted by the flashes of neon lights and the rhythmic thump of the bass, which seemed to vibrate through your entire body. Your head felt light, the alcohol mixing with the adrenaline of the night, but something else was there too—a raw, burning desire to make a statement. To make someone feel something.

You spotted your ex across the room again, standing by the bar, and something twisted inside you. You hadn’t meant to walk into this situation looking for revenge, but here you were, wanting to show them that you were doing just fine without them. You weren’t the same girl who had left their apartment a few weeks ago, broken and lost. You were someone else now—someone better.

“Let’s have some fun,” you whispered to Eunji as you let go of her hand, pulling away from the crowd.

You didn’t know where you were going, but your feet seemed to carry you across the dance floor, past groups of people grinding to the beat, the alcohol in your system making you feel bold, almost daring. You were feeling good, feeling unstoppable.

And then you saw her.

Se-Mi was sitting off to the side, casually talking to a group of her friends. She hadn’t seen you yet, but you saw her, and the sight of her made something shift deep inside you.

She was stunning.

Her dark hair cascaded over her shoulders, her lips slightly curved into a smile as she laughed. You could see the way the light caught her piercing, the coolness in her demeanor that had drawn you in the first time you saw her. Se-Mi was magnetic—impossible to ignore. You couldn’t take your eyes off her, despite the fog of alcohol clouding your thoughts.

She didn’t see you yet, didn’t notice how your breath caught in your throat. But you were done standing back.

The plan had been to show your ex that you were moving on. But now, the impulse to do something—anything—to capture attention overwhelmed you. Without even thinking about it, you sauntered closer to Se-Mi’s booth, her laugh still ringing in the air around you. She didn’t look up, too absorbed in the conversation with her friends. You had to do something.

The alcohol in your system surged, and suddenly you found yourself standing right in front of her, just a few feet away. It was like the world had disappeared, leaving only the need to be seen, to make an impression.

Without warning, you closed the space between you, stepping forward and pressing your lips against hers. The kiss was clumsy, uncoordinated. You hadn’t planned it. But in that moment, the need to feel something—anything—drove you to act.

The world seemed to stop for a moment, the noise of the club fading into the background. Se-Mi didn’t pull away, but she didn’t lean into the kiss either. When you pulled back, her dark eyes locked onto yours, filled with something you couldn’t quite decipher.

“Care to explain what that was about?” she asked, her voice low and laced with amusement.

You swallowed hard, the realization of what you’d just done crashing over you. “I… I’m sorry. I didn’t mean—”

It was over in an instant.

Your cheeks burned, and before you could say anything else, Eunji appeared, grabbing your arm. “Time to dance!” she said, pulling you toward the dance floor.

You glanced back at Se-Mi as Eunji dragged you away. She was still watching you, her expression unreadable.

The music was still pounding in your ears as you stumbled off the dance floor, the alcohol swirling inside you, making everything feel just a bit hazy. You needed to get away from the chaos, to process what had just happened. Your head was spinning—both from the alcohol and from the memory of that kiss with Se-Mi.

You found Eunji at the bar, chatting with some random guy, but when she saw the look on your face, she immediately stopped talking and raised an eyebrow.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” she asked, her voice softening as she noticed the way you were swaying slightly on your feet.

“I… I think I did something really stupid,” you mumbled, leaning against the bar for support. You swallowed thickly, the weight of what had happened crashing down on you. “I kissed Se-Mi.”

Eunji blinked, her lips parting in surprise. “What?!”

“Yeah, I don’t know what the hell I was thinking. I just… I was drunk, and I wanted to make my ex jealous, and—” you paused, exhaling shakily, “it just happened. And now I don’t know what to do.”

Eunji took a long pause, looking at you carefully. “You kissed her? Like, Se-Mi kissed you?” she repeated, trying to process it.

You nodded, your face flushed. “Yeah, it was stupid. It was impulsive. I don’t even know why I did it.”

“But…” Eunji trailed off, glancing at you, her eyes gleaming with something you couldn’t quite place. “That means you’re going back, right? You’ve already booked your second session with her.”

Your stomach churned as you thought about it. “Yeah,” you admitted, biting your lip. “I already booked the second piercing… a snake eye piercing.”

Eunji raised an eyebrow. “So… you’re telling me you kissed her, and now you have to go back to her for a piercing?”

You nodded slowly, a heavy sigh escaping your lips. “Yeah. It’s going to be so awkward. I don’t even know what to say. Like, what if she brings it up?”

Eunji’s smirk only grew wider as she took a long sip of her drink. “You know, I think this is actually perfect,” she teased, clearly enjoying the chaos unfolding in your life. “You’re going back to her. She’s the one who’s going to be awkward now, not you.”

You couldn’t help but groan at the thought of the piercing session. It wasn’t just the awkwardness that made you nervous, though. It was the way your body was still humming with the memory of that kiss. The way your lips tingled when you thought about Se-Mi. You knew it wasn’t just a drunken mistake—it was something else. Something deeper.

Two days later, you found yourself standing in front of the piercing studio again, your hands trembling slightly as you reached for the door. The memory of your last visit—of Se-Mi’s steady hands and the way she had made you feel—rushed back, causing your heart to race.

You had managed to keep the details of the kiss to yourself, pushing the awkwardness aside, but now, as you entered the studio once again, you couldn’t help but feel that same tension between you and her. Would she bring it up? Would she make it awkward? You had no idea, but you were about to find out.

When you stepped into the studio, Se-Mi was there, just like last time, waiting behind the piercing counter. She looked as stunning as ever, her dark eyes sharp and confident as she gave you a small, knowing smile.

“Back again?” she said, her voice smooth and casual, as if nothing had happened. But there was something in the way her gaze lingered on you that told you she hadn’t forgotten.

You swallowed, trying to appear composed, but your voice was a little shaky. “Yeah. I… I’m here for the snake eye piercing.”

Se-Mi’s smile grew just a fraction wider, her lips curving up in a way that made your stomach flutter. “You’ve got good taste,” she said, her eyes glinting as she motioned for you to take a seat. “Ready for this?”

You nodded, but inside, you were anything but ready. The air felt thicker this time, charged with the underlying tension from your last encounter.

As you sat in the piercing chair, Se-Mi moved closer, her body leaning over you as she set everything up. The scent of her cologne mixed with the sterile smell of the studio, and you couldn’t help but notice the way her hands brushed against your skin as she prepped for the piercing.

“Okay,” she said, her voice a little softer now, a little more intimate, as she cleaned the area around your lip. “This one’s going to sting a little more than the last one.”

You nodded, your heartbeat quickening as you tried to keep your breathing steady. The proximity between you two felt intense, and the memory of that kiss—the softness of her lips, the heat of the moment—seemed to hang in the air like a shadow. You didn’t know if you should bring it up, if it was even worth mentioning. The awkwardness of the situation made it hard to think clearly.

Se-Mi’s fingers hovered over your lip, and you swore you could feel the electricity crackling between you as she looked into your eyes, her expression serious for just a moment. “You’re sure you want this?” she asked, her voice quiet, a little too soft.

You met her gaze, feeling the weight of the question, of everything that had happened between you two. For a brief second, it felt like the world around you stopped. You couldn’t deny that there was something magnetic, something dangerous in the way she was looking at you.

The silence between you and Se-Mi grew thick as you sat in the piercing chair, her hands moving with practiced precision as she prepped for your snake eye piercing. There was a strange kind of intimacy in the way she touched your skin, a closeness that sent shivers down your spine. She was so close, her body almost brushing against yours as she positioned herself in front of you, her eyes scanning your face with an intensity that made your pulse quicken.

You felt the weight of her gaze as she wiped the area around your tongue with antiseptic, her fingers gently caressing your lips as she prepared the piercing. You swallowed hard, trying to calm the nerves that suddenly fluttered in your chest, but the air in the room felt charged. It was more than just the physical closeness—there was an undeniable tension between you two, something that simmered beneath the surface, an unspoken understanding from that kiss you’d shared at the club.

Se-Mi’s voice broke through the silence, low and steady as she reassured you. “This one’s going to sting a bit more than the last one,” she said softly, her eyes flicking up to meet yours.

You nodded, but your breath caught in your throat. The words didn’t make you nervous—what really made your heart race was the way she was looking at you. There was something about the way her gaze lingered on your lips, the way her fingers gently cupped your chin as she adjusted you, that made everything inside you feel tight and electric.

“Relax,” she murmured, her tone unexpectedly soothing. “You’re going to be fine. Just breathe.”

You tried to breathe, tried to calm yourself, but your mind was still reeling from the kiss, from the memory of Se-Mi’s lips on yours, and from the way the chemistry between you two seemed to thrum louder every time you were close.

“Okay,” Se-Mi said, her fingers tracing the outline of your lip before she positioned the needle. “Stick your tongue out for me.”

You obeyed without thinking, the action feeling almost instinctual as you extended your tongue toward her. Se-Mi’s eyes locked on yours for a brief moment, her lips pressing together as she focused on the task at hand. The intimacy of the moment hit you all at once, the proximity between you both becoming almost overwhelming.

She was so close. You could feel the heat of her breath against your lips as she hovered over you, her fingertips brushing against the skin around your mouth. Every small movement felt deliberate, charged with something deeper.

The tension was unbearable.

And then, before you could fully prepare yourself, you felt the sharp sting of the needle as Se-Mi pierced your tongue. A soft whimper escaped your lips as the pain radiated through your mouth, your whole body tensing from the sudden sensation. The sharp discomfort mixed with a strange sense of pleasure, a rush that made your head spin.

Se-Mi’s eyes flickered up to meet yours immediately, her gaze intense. “It’s okay, just breathe,” she said, her voice much softer now, almost as if she was aware of the sound that had slipped from you. There was something undeniably intimate about it—the way she was so close, the way her eyes softened just slightly as she watched you.

You couldn’t help but notice the way her lips parted slightly, her focus not just on the piercing but on you—on your reactions. It was as if she was studying you, waiting for the next shift in your expression. You could feel the heat in your face, your chest tight from both the pain and the strange way her attention made you feel.

As she adjusted the needle for the second part of the piercing, you whimpered again, the pain making your body tense up. But this time, Se-Mi’s fingers brushed against your lips in a way that made your heart skip. She didn’t pull away immediately. Instead, she lingered there, as if savoring the moment.

“Almost done,” Se-Mi whispered, her voice low and unexpectedly tender.

You nodded, your tongue still extended, your body still trembling slightly from the intensity of the experience. But what lingered in your mind wasn’t just the pain—it was the way Se-Mi’s eyes had locked on yours, the way she seemed to be taking in every detail of you. It was the way her fingers had brushed against your skin, the warmth of her touch making your heart race.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Se-Mi finished the piercing. She slowly withdrew the needle, her fingers gently adjusting the jewelry in place. Your breathing was heavy, the pain still lingering but fading as the piercing settled.

Se-Mi moved back slightly, her gaze lingering on you for a moment longer than necessary, as if evaluating the change. There was something different in the air now, something thick and unspoken between you two. She reached for a small tissue and gently dabbed at your lips, her fingers lingering longer than necessary as she wiped away the trace of blood.

“You did great,” she said, her voice soft but with a hint of something deeper in it now, something you couldn’t quite place.

But as she looked at you, you realized it wasn’t just the piercing that had shifted between you two. It was the connection—unspoken, undeniable—that you couldn’t ignore anymore.

“Thanks,” you whispered, your voice a little shaky, still caught in the whirlwind of emotions and sensations. You couldn’t quite pinpoint what you were feeling—pain, relief, and something else entirely, something that made your pulse quicken.

Se-Mi’s gaze didn’t break from yours as she handed you a small mirror to examine the new piercing. You took it, but your hands were trembling slightly, not just from the aftereffects of the piercing but from the way Se-Mi was watching you. It was as if she could see straight through you, like she knew exactly what you were thinking, what you were feeling.

The room felt too small now, the air too thick, as Se-Mi hovered over you, the aftermath of your piercing session still lingering. Her fingers had just finished securing the jewelry in place, but it was clear that something else was hanging in the air, something more potent and undeniable. You could feel her presence radiating toward you, and the space between you two seemed to shrink with every breath you took.

Se-Mi leaned against the counter beside you, her eyes never leaving yours. You didn’t need to look at her for long to know what was coming. You had hoped she wouldn’t bring it up—but you knew she would. The kiss.

She crossed her arms over her chest, and for a moment, the dominant energy she gave off was overwhelming. There was no softness in her gaze now, no question about it—this was not the Se-Mi you had known before. This was the one who commanded attention, who knew exactly what she wanted, and she was looking right at you as though she was daring you to say something.

“About that kiss…” Se-Mi’s voice was steady, almost too calm, like she was savoring the control she had over the moment. The words hung in the air, thick with the tension that had been building between you two since the first time your lips met.

You hesitated, biting your lip as your mind raced. That kiss had been so impulsive, so reckless, but now, in this charged atmosphere, you could feel the weight of it. You could feel the heat of Se-Mi’s gaze on you, the way her presence filled the room, making it impossible for you to look away.

“You think it was just about making your ex jealous, don’t you?” she asked, her eyes narrowing slightly, as if she was reading you, seeing right through the facade. “But I don’t believe that. Not for a second.”

You swallowed hard. She was right. It hadn’t been just about your ex—it had been about something else, something deeper that you couldn’t quite name.

“I—” Your voice faltered as you tried to explain, but Se-Mi wasn’t interested in hearing any excuses.

She stepped closer, the movement deliberate, the space between you two shrinking as she towered over you. Her gaze locked onto yours, her presence commanding. There was nothing gentle in the way she looked at you now—just pure, unrelenting focus.

“You don’t have to say anything,” Se-Mi interrupted, her tone low, almost dangerous. “You kissed me because you wanted to. Don’t try to lie to yourself.” She leaned in slightly, her breath warm against your skin. “And now… I think you want something more.”

The words hit you like a jolt of electricity. You felt your pulse race, your heart hammering in your chest as your body betrayed your thoughts. You knew what she was implying, and the way she was looking at you—no, the way she was claiming you—made it impossible to ignore what was happening.

Se-Mi was right. You wanted more. You wanted her.

You opened your mouth to speak, but no words came out. All you could do was stare back at her, your body tense, your breath shallow as her proximity consumed you.

“You wanted to make him jealous, but now,” Se-Mi’s voice dropped lower, laced with dark amusement, “you’ve got me wondering if you want to make me jealous.”

Your breath caught in your throat, your lips parting slightly as you tried to process what she was saying. But Se-Mi didn’t give you a chance to respond. Instead, her hand shot out, gripping your chin with firm fingers, tilting your face upward.

“Don’t worry, I’m not mad. But I think it’s time we finish what we started.” Her tone left no room for argument. It was clear that this wasn’t a question anymore. She was in control.

Before you could react, Se-Mi pulled you forward by your chin, her lips crashing into yours in a kiss that was anything but gentle. It was demanding, hungry, and she made sure you felt every bit of it. Her tongue slid into your mouth, bold and forceful, taking control of the kiss as though she owned it—and you.

Your hands instinctively reached for her arms, your fingers digging into the muscles of her forearm as her body pressed closer. The kiss deepened, and you could feel the heat radiating off of her, her chest pressed against yours, making it impossible to ignore how badly you needed her.

Se-Mi pulled away, her lips just a hair’s breadth from yours. She stared down at you with an intensity that sent a wave of heat rushing through you. “You like this, don’t you?” she whispered, her voice thick with dominance. “You like the way I make you feel.”

You nodded instinctively, your breath ragged as your body reacted to the dominance in her voice. She was right. Every second with her felt electrified, like she was pulling at every nerve in your body, forcing you to feel everything all at once.

With a sudden, decisive movement, Se-Mi gripped your waist and spun you in the chair, forcing you to face the mirror. “Look at yourself,” she commanded, her voice low and stern. “You’re a mess, and I haven’t even started yet.”

You glanced at your reflection, seeing yourself in a new light. Your lips were swollen from the kiss, your cheeks flushed with heat, and your eyes… they held the same hunger that Se-Mi’s gaze did.

When you turned to look back at her, Se-Mi’s expression was a mix of satisfaction and something darker, something more possessive. She stepped closer again, her hands moving to your shoulders as she leaned in, her lips brushing your ear. “I’m not done with you yet.”

Your body trembled at her touch, the tension between you both unbearable. You didn’t want her to stop. You wanted more—wanted her to claim you, to make you hers completely.

And Se-Mi seemed to know exactly how to do that.

Se-Mi’s gaze sharpened, her expression hardening as she took a step back, assessing you with a look that left no room for defiance. The air between you two crackled with intensity as she stood tall, her body language exuding authority.

“Sit back down,” she commanded, her voice firm, almost cold. “I haven’t finished yet.”

Your heart skipped a beat at the force in her tone. There was no mistaking her intent. She wasn’t asking; she was telling you, and the power behind her words sent a shiver down your spine. Without thinking, you obeyed, moving quickly to sit back in the chair where she had initially positioned you, your body already betraying you with the pulse of anticipation.

Se-Mi didn’t waste any time. As soon as you were seated, she moved closer, her body encroaching upon yours in a way that felt deliberate, as though she was making sure you understood who was in control.

“Good,” she murmured, her voice laced with authority and a hint of satisfaction.

Her eyes narrowed as she watched you with an intensity that made your heart race. There was no hesitation in her movements as she shifted to her knees, her posture predatory and confident. She reached for the hem of your skirt, her fingers brushing against the fabric with purpose, her gaze never leaving yours.

“Always playing coy,” she murmured, her voice low and laced with a hint of amusement. She tugged at the fabric with a firm motion, the sudden action pulling the skirt down, leaving you exposed to her gaze. The way she looked at you made your breath hitch—there was no mistaking her control, no room left for doubt.

You couldn’t help but let out a soft gasp, the feeling of her hands so close to your skin sending a shiver down your spine. Semi leaned in just enough for you to feel her breath against your ear, the proximity causing your pulse to quicken.

“Is this what you wanted?” she whispered, her voice dripping with both challenge and satisfaction.

Se-Mi’s eyes glinted with something darker as she stood in front of you, her posture exuding dominance. She had moved with such deliberate precision, and now, with your skirt tugged down, the air between you felt charged, suffocating with the weight of her presence.

You opened your mouth, but no words came out—your breath caught in your throat as her gaze never wavered from you. The silence between you two felt thick, like something was waiting to snap.

“Fuck I’ve wanted you since I first saw you walk through that studio” her voice low and hungry.

Her lips curled into a smirk, her eyes dark with intent. She took a step closer, her movements slow, measured, and with each step, the distance between you two seemed to disappear.

“You’re not going to ignore me now, are you?” she asked, her voice low and dangerous, her eyes narrowing slightly. “Answer me.”

You stayed silent, too overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment to speak, the words locked in your throat. Your pulse quickened as she leaned in just enough for you to feel the heat of her breath against your ear.

Se-Mi’s hand shot out suddenly, gripping your chin with firm fingers, forcing you to look directly into her eyes. “I asked you a question,” she said, her voice unwavering. “You’re going to answer me, or I’ll stop right here.”

Her words hit you like a punch to the gut. The threat was clear, but it was the way she said it—the unyielding certainty in her tone—that made you freeze.

Her grip tightened slightly, a warning, and she leaned in just enough to make sure you heard her clearly. “Tell me. What do you want?”

The pressure in the air was unbearable. You swallowed hard, your thoughts a jumbled mess as you tried to process everything, but her presence, her control over the situation, left you with no choice but to answer. You couldn’t risk her stopping.

“I want you,” you breathed out, your voice barely audible, but it was enough. The words, the truth, were out in the open now.

“That’s what I like to hear.” She smiles at you , sending you through a whirlwind of emotions. You were in a daze, trying to process that this was actually happening, you? Getting fucked by this hot piercer? No way. You were caught off guard when she shoved her fingers into you.

You bite back a moan, holding your hand to your mouth

“No princess, let me hear you” she gawks as she snatches your hand away and continues thrusting her fingers into you, her cold jewellery adding to the sensation.

“S-Se-mi…” you gasp, your voice shaky.

She cuts you off, her tone sharp yet commanding. “Enough. Let me take care of you,” she says, her eyes never leaving yours. “This is what you wanted, isn’t it?” She then latches her mouth onto your clit without warning, navigating and exploring into you and she continues to scissor her fingers into you roughly.

Is that a tounge piercing?

Tears start to spill from the corners of your eyes from stimulation , it just felt too good. She looked up at you with her beautiful brown eyes, maintaining eye contact and she indulged into you.

She was so experienced. She flicked her tongue skillfully across your cunt, capturing all segments of flavour in her tongue and savouring the taste. She occasionally presses kisses into your thighs admiring all aspects of your body “you taste so sweet~” she says seductively, making you just want to jump and kiss her.

She curls her finger into you , hitting your g-spot leaving you to rip out loud moans into this echoey room.

“I’m gonna-“

“I can feel you tensing around me,cum for me princess” and upon hearing her sweet words. You came on the spot, your sticky arousal coming out and leaving a trace on the chair, on semis face and on her fingers.

She slowly licked her lips, her eyes locking onto yours. “For someone so feisty, you surprisingly taste sweet,” she remarked, her voice still calm but laced with an unmistakable edge.

You found yourself unable to meet her gaze, a flush creeping up your neck as you shyly looked away, the heat of the moment overwhelming you.

She smirked, her tone darkening just slightly. “But I’m not finished with you yet. You still owe me.”

You looked at her dumbfounded, unsure of what to do and how to please her “don’t look so confused now princess, you heard what I said so get to work.” She said feistily and all you could do was obey her.

You pull her into a hot kiss while her hands snake up to your neck, choking you lightly as she deepens the kiss, your tongues gliding across each other in a messy manner. This kiss was fully of urgency, something dark. Your new piercing in your mouth arousing her.

You then go down caressing her body and leaving occasional pecks to place such as her collarbone and side. You stare at her body for a second, staring in anticipation , you’d never done this to a girl before. “what are you waiting for?” Semi bellowed commandingly. You decide to just do what you possibly can and rip the jeans that once adorned her legs off.

You move through the layer and finally meet with her cunt. You place little kitten licks on her cunt which cause little whimpers to leave her mouth, you eventually start using longer tongue movements and suck on her clit just like she did to you and teasingly bite her clit which makes her even louder than before “you wanted me to do this aswell right?” You say teasingly and seductively “just shut up” she says, biting back moans to not let her nonchalant image crumble. Her hips buck into your mouth and she fists your hair from behind, harshly dragging it to her clit as she reaches down to grope your tits.

Her breath came in quick, uneven gasps, her hands gripping you tightly as the tension in the air she rode out her high . Her body trembled slightly, her eyes closing as she let out a soft moan of satisfaction. The intensity of the moment lingered between you two, a shared, unspoken understanding that filled the room with heat.

“So beautiful,” she whispered, her voice low and full of admiration. Her gaze softened as she held you, her hands gently guiding you closer as you collapsed against her, the warmth of her body wrapping around you in the aftermath.

After the intensity of the moment, the atmosphere between you and her softened. There was a quiet stillness in the room now, the heavy air of the moment slowly dissipating. Semi, still a bit breathless, reached for a nearby towel, her movements smooth and deliberate.

Without a word, she gently wiped you down, her touch careful as she made sure you were comfortable. Her eyes flickered to yours, a silent understanding between you two as she continued. There was something soothing about her actions, an unspoken tenderness in the way she moved.

Once she finished with you, Se-Mi stood, her posture still commanding, yet there was a softness in her expression. She handed you a fresh towel, her lips curving into a small smile. “You okay?” she asked, her voice quieter now, but no less genuine.

You nodded, feeling the weight of the moment settle between you two. The act of cleaning up was simple, but it carried with it a sense of care and connection, as if it was a small but important gesture after the intensity you had just shared.

The next morning, you sat at a café with Eunji, trying to act like everything was normal. But inside, you were anything but. You kept replaying the events of the night before, the way Se-Mi’s gaze had held yours, the unexpected intensity of everything that happened. You couldn’t shake the feeling that something had shifted between you two, something that felt too big to ignore.

“So, what happened after the piercing?” Eunji asked, clearly curious. She leaned in, eager to hear every detail, her eyes wide with anticipation.

You hesitated, unsure of how to explain what you were feeling without giving too much away. You hadn’t even fully processed everything yourself. “It was… intense,” you said, trying to sound casual. “Like, she made everything feel… so real. I don’t know how else to explain it.”

Eunji raised an eyebrow. “Real how? What do you mean?”

You paused, thinking about how to put it into words. The pull between you and Se-Mi was undeniable, but how could you explain that to your best friend without sounding completely ridiculous? “It was like… like she knew exactly what she was doing. Like she was in control, but in this way that made me feel… I don’t know, completely drawn to her.”

Eunji smiled knowingly. “Ah, I get it. You’re into her, huh?”

You sighed, nodding reluctantly. “I think I am. But I don’t know what to do about it. Everything’s so… confusing. And last night—well, it was a lot.”

Before you could say anything more, your phone buzzed on the table, breaking the moment. You glanced down, surprised to see an unknown number flashing on the screen. You hadn’t recognized the number, but there was something about it that made your stomach drop.

Eunji didn’t seem to notice, busy stirring her coffee, so you quickly unlocked your phone. A message from the unknown number appeared, and your heart raced as you opened it.

It was a video. Your mind was still spinning as you hit play, and the first few moments made your heart skip. It was a clip from the night before—your time at the piercing studio. You watched in stunned silence as the video played out, the intimate moments between you and Se-Mi playing in front of your eyes. Her gaze, the closeness, the way she’d touched you, it was all so vivid and real again.

The message beneath the video made everything feel too raw, too real.

Hey, it’s Se-Mi. I’m sorry, but you just looked too cute here.

Your breath caught in your throat, your heart pounding in your chest as the weight of what you were seeing hit you. You stared at the screen, your mind racing, unsure of how to process what you were looking at. Your phone felt like it was burning in your hands, the uncertainty of the situation making it even more intense. You had to know what Se-Mi meant, what was going on, but there was no way to ask just yet.

@rayaaani

[ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused]

GUYS SEND ME KANG SAE-BYEOK (PLAYER 067) REQUESTS PLEASE. I NEED TO WRITE LESBIAN YEARNING NOW!!!!

[jybyls]

Master list 2

Masterlist

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Jinx:

Kang Sae-byeok:

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[cassidyysblog]

SQUIDGAME MASTERLIST

Type of request/ emojis used

Fluff : 💕

Smut : 🔥

Angst : 💦

Yendere : 🔪

Plantonic : 🎀

Poly : ⭐

Masterlist <3

Seong Gi-hun (456)

nothing yet

Headcanons :

nothing yet

Cho Sang-woo (218)

nothing yet

Headcanons :

nothing yet

Kang Sae-byeok (067)

nothing yet

Headcanons :

nothing yet

Ji-yeong (240)

nothing yet

Headcanons :

nothing yet

Ali Abdul (199)

nothing yet

Headcanons :

nothing yet

Thanos (230)

nothing yet

Headcanons :

nothing yet

Nam-gyu (124)

nothing yet

Headcanons :

nothing yet

Lee Myung-gi (333)

nothing yet

Headcanons :

nothing yet

Frontman/Hwang In-ho (001)

nothing yet

Headcanons :

nothing yet

Hwang Jun-ho (police officer)

nothing yet

Headcanons :

nothing yet

Kim Jun-hee (222)

nothing yet

Headcanons :

nothing yet

Kang Dae-ho (388)

nothing yet

Headcanons :

nothing yet

Cho Hyun-ju

nothing yet

Headcanons :

nothing yet

Se-mi (380)

nothing yet

Headcanons :

nothing yet

Park Min-su (125)

nothing yet

Headcanons :

nothing yet

No-eul (guard 011)

Ill protect you. 💕

Headcanons :

nothing yet

Salesman/recruiter

nothing yet

Headcanons :

nothing yet

Park Gyeong-seok (246)

nothing yet

Headcanons :

nothing yet

Kang Mi-na (196)

nothing yet

Headcanons :

nothing yet

Young-mi (095)

nothing yet

Headcanons :

nothing yet

[mayahawkesfirstwife]

★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆

「 ✦ My Masterlist ✦ 」

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❦: fluff

★: smut

☹: angst

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Se-mi/Player 380:

Paranoid (Imagine) ❦

Needy (Imagine) ★

Sensitive (Imagine) ★

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Kang Sae-byeok/Player 067:

Drunk (Imagine) ❦

Surprise (Imagine) ★

Just a Dream (Imagine) ☹ ❦

Aftercare (Imagine) ❦

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Kang No-eul/Guard 11:

Hate sex (Imagine) ★

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Robin Buckley:

To All the Girls I’ve Loved Before (Series)

Part 1 ❦

Part 2 ❦

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Hazel Callahan:

Period (Imagine) ❦

Oblivious (Imagine) ❦

Drunken Confessions (Imagine) ❦

Dancing in the Rain (Imagine) ❦

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My requests are open!!

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[extinctlesspains]

Can you possibly do a kang sae byeok yandere headcanon if you would like to have a good day ❤❤

K. Տᗩᗴ-ᗷYᗴOK Yᗩᑎᗪᗴᖇᗴ ᕼᗴᗩᗪᑕᗩᑎOᑎՏ

-ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇs sғᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ɴsғᴡ-

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☆ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴs ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ, ᴘsʏᴄʜᴏᴛɪᴄ ʙᴇʜᴀᴠɪᴏʀ ᴀs ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴀs sᴏᴍᴇ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ sᴍᴜᴛ ᴍᴀᴛᴇʀɪᴀʟ.

☆ ɪᴍᴘʟɪᴇᴅ ғᴇᴍ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

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sғᴡ

- ᴏʙsᴇssɪᴠᴇ ғɪxᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: sᴀᴇ-ʙʏᴇᴏᴋ’s ᴍɪɴᴅ ʀᴇᴠᴏʟᴠᴇs ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴀɴ ᴜɴʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜʏ ᴅᴇɢʀᴇᴇ. sʜᴇ ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀɪᴢᴇs ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴏᴜᴛɪɴᴇs, ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟɪᴋᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs, ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜʙᴛʟᴇ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇs ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴏᴏᴅ. sʜᴇ ᴛʀᴇᴀᴛs ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴇss ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴘʀɪᴢᴇᴅ ᴘᴏssᴇssɪᴏɴ sʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ ᴀғғᴏʀᴅ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏsᴇ.

- ᴇʟɪᴍɪɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴛs: ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ɢᴇᴛs ᴛᴏᴏ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ɪs ᴀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴛ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇs. sʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ’ᴛ ʜᴇsɪᴛᴀᴛᴇ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ʀɪᴅ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇᴍ, ᴡʜᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ɪɴᴛɪᴍɪᴅᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ʙʟᴀᴄᴋᴍᴀɪʟ, ᴏʀ ᴏᴜᴛʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴍᴜʀᴅᴇʀ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ sᴇᴇ ɪᴛ ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ; sʜᴇ’s ǫᴜɪᴇᴛ, ᴄᴀʟᴄᴜʟᴀᴛɪɴɢ, ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴜᴛʜʟᴇss.

- sᴛᴀʟᴋᴇʀ ᴛᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴄɪᴇs: sᴀᴇ-ʙʏᴇᴏᴋ ᴋᴇᴇᴘs ᴛᴀʙs ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴛɪᴍᴇs. ᴡʜᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ɪᴛ’s ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ᴏʀ ʜᴀᴄᴋɪɴɢ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴇᴠɪᴄᴇs, sʜᴇ ɴᴇᴇᴅs ᴛᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ. sʜᴇ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇᴄᴛ ɪᴛᴇᴍs ʏᴏᴜ’ᴠᴇ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴏʀ ᴡᴏʀɴ ᴛᴏ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴄʟᴏsᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ.

- ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ: sᴀᴇ-ʙʏᴇᴏᴋ ᴋɴᴏᴡs ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʀᴇʟʏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇʟʏ. sʜᴇ’ʟʟ sᴜʙᴛʟʏ ɪsᴏʟᴀᴛᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀs, ғʀᴀᴍɪɴɢ ɪᴛ ᴀs ᴄᴏɴᴄᴇʀɴ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴀғᴇᴛʏ. ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ǫᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴ ʜᴇʀ, sʜᴇ’ʟʟ ɢᴀsʟɪɢʜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴇᴇʟ ɢᴜɪʟᴛʏ ғᴏʀ ᴅᴏᴜʙᴛɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ʟᴏʏᴀʟᴛʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴛɪᴏɴ.

- ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟʟʏ ᴜɴsᴛᴀʙʟᴇ: ʙᴇɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ ᴄᴏʟᴅ ᴇxᴛᴇʀɪᴏʀ, sᴀᴇ-ʙʏᴇᴏᴋ’s ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴs ᴀʀᴇ ᴠᴏʟᴀᴛɪʟᴇ. ɪғ sʜᴇ ғᴇᴇʟs ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ sʟɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ ᴀᴡᴀʏ, sʜᴇ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ʟᴀsʜ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴜɴᴘʀᴇᴅɪᴄᴛᴀʙʟʏ—ᴅᴇsᴛʀᴏʏɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪɴɢs, ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴛᴇɴɪɴɢ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀs, ᴏʀ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ʜᴀʀᴍɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀsᴇʟғ ᴛᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀᴛᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ.

- ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴛ ᴏʙsᴇssɪᴏɴ: sᴀᴇ-ʙʏᴇᴏᴋ’s ʟᴏᴠᴇ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ɪs ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴛᴡɪɴᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛ ᴏғ ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ. sʜᴇ’s ɴᴏᴛ ᴀғʀᴀɪᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴜsᴇ ғᴇᴀʀ ᴏʀ ᴘʜʏsɪᴄᴀʟ ғᴏʀᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴ ʟɪɴᴇ. ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ʜᴇʀ, sʜᴇ’ʟʟ ᴇɴsᴜʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀsᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏɴsᴇǫᴜᴇɴᴄᴇs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛ ᴄʜɪʟʟɪɴɢ ᴡᴀʏs ᴘᴏssɪʙʟᴇ.

- ᴘᴏssᴇssɪᴠᴇ ᴅᴇʟᴜsɪᴏɴs: ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴍɪɴᴅ, ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ. sʜᴇ’ʟʟ ᴛᴇʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴇʟsᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀsᴛᴀɴᴅs ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ sʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇs, ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴇʟsᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ sʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴ. ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇsɪsᴛ, sʜᴇ’ʟʟ ʀᴇᴍɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ—ᴄᴏʟᴅʟʏ, ᴄᴀʟᴍʟʏ—ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇ.

- ᴅᴇᴀᴅʟʏ ᴄᴀʟᴍ: sᴀᴇ-ʙʏᴇᴏᴋ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ’ᴛ ʟᴏsᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴇᴍᴘᴇʀ ᴏғᴛᴇɴ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ sʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇs, ɪᴛ’s ᴛᴇʀʀɪғʏɪɴɢ. ʜᴇʀ ᴀɴɢᴇʀ ɪs ǫᴜɪᴇᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇʟɪʙᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ, ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀʟᴍ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ᴀ sᴛᴏʀᴍ. sʜᴇ’s ɴᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʏᴘᴇ ᴛᴏ sʜᴏᴜᴛ—sʜᴇ’ʟʟ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇʏᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴇxᴀᴄᴛʟʏ ʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ sʜᴇ ʜᴏʟᴅs ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ.

- ᴘᴜɴɪsʜᴍᴇɴᴛs: ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅɪsᴏʙᴇʏ ʜᴇʀ ᴏʀ ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴅɪsᴛᴀɴᴄᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғ, sʜᴇ ᴡᴏɴ’ᴛ ʜᴇsɪᴛᴀᴛᴇ ᴛᴏ “ᴘᴜɴɪsʜ” ʏᴏᴜ. ᴛʜɪs ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʀᴀɴɢᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ ʟᴏᴄᴋɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ɪɴ ᴀ sᴇᴄʟᴜᴅᴇᴅ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴜʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴘʀᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ғʀᴇᴇᴅᴏᴍ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴄᴏsᴛ.

- ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɴᴇ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ: sᴀᴇ-ʙʏᴇᴏᴋ ᴛʀᴜʟʏ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇs ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ sʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇs ɪs ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ʟᴏᴠᴇ. ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴀs sʜᴇ ʜᴏʟᴅs ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀᴘᴛɪᴠᴇ, ғᴏʀᴄᴇs ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴜᴛ ᴛɪᴇs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀs, ᴏʀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴛᴇɴs ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ɢᴇᴛs ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀʏ, sʜᴇ’ʟʟ ᴀssᴜʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ’s ᴀʟʟ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ɢᴏᴏᴅ. ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴡɪsᴛᴇᴅ ᴍɪɴᴅ, sʜᴇ’s sᴀᴠɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ’ᴛ ᴅᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ.

- ɴᴏ ᴇsᴄᴀᴘᴇ: sᴀᴇ-ʙʏᴇᴏᴋ ɪs ʀᴇsᴏᴜʀᴄᴇғᴜʟ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇʟᴇɴᴛʟᴇss. ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ʀᴜɴ, sʜᴇ’ʟʟ ғɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ. ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇɢ ғᴏʀ ғʀᴇᴇᴅᴏᴍ, sʜᴇ’ʟʟ ʀᴇᴍɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ sᴀғᴇʀ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ. ʜᴇʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɪs ᴀ ᴄᴀɢᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ sʜᴇ’s ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴʏɪᴇʟᴅɪɴɢ ᴡᴀʀᴅᴇɴ.

- ᴛᴡɪsᴛᴇᴅ ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴛɪᴏɴ: ᴅᴇsᴘɪᴛᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴄʀᴜᴇʟᴛʏ, ʜᴇʀ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢs ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ɢᴇɴᴜɪɴᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴡɪsᴛᴇᴅ ᴡᴀʏ. sʜᴇ’ʟʟ ᴅᴏ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ—sᴏ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀᴘᴘɪɴᴇss ᴀʟɪɢɴs ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴛᴀʏɪɴɢ ʙʏ ʜᴇʀ sɪᴅᴇ. ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟʏ, sʜᴇ’ʟʟ sʜᴏᴡᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀғғᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ; ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇsɪsᴛ, ʜᴇʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛᴜʀɴs sʜᴀʀᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴀɴɢᴇʀᴏᴜs.

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- ᴘᴏssᴇssɪᴠᴇ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜᴇs: sᴀᴇ-ʙʏᴇᴏᴋ ʜᴀs ᴀ ʜᴀʙɪᴛ ᴏғ ʟᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴀɴᴅs ʟɪɴɢᴇʀ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴛᴏᴏ ʟᴏɴɢ. ᴡʜᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ɪᴛ’s ᴀ ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅᴇʀ ᴏʀ ʙʀᴜsʜɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʜᴇsᴛ, ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ғᴇᴇʟs ʟᴏᴀᴅᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴜɴsᴘᴏᴋᴇɴ ɪɴᴛᴇɴᴛ. sʜᴇ’ʟʟ sᴍɪʀᴋ sʟɪɢʜᴛʟʏ ᴡʜᴇɴ sʜᴇ sᴇᴇs ʏᴏᴜ ʙʟᴜsʜ, ᴇɴᴊᴏʏɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ sʜᴇ ʜᴀs ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴs.

- ɪɴᴛɪᴍᴀᴛᴇ ᴘʀᴏxɪᴍɪᴛʏ: sᴀᴇ-ʙʏᴇᴏᴋ ɪs ᴀ ᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀ ᴏғ ɪɴᴠᴀᴅɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟ sᴘᴀᴄᴇ. sʜᴇ’ʟʟ ʟᴇᴀɴ ɪɴ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ sʜᴇ sᴘᴇᴀᴋs, ʜᴇʀ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ʟᴏᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴇᴀsɪɴɢ. sʜᴇ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏs ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ғʀᴇᴇᴢᴇ ᴜᴘ, ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ ʜɪᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ᴡʜᴇɴ sʜᴇ’s ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ. sʜᴇ sᴇᴇs ɪᴛ ᴀs ᴘʀᴏᴏғ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ʀᴇsɪsᴛ ʜᴇʀ. sʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇs sᴇᴇɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ғᴀᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴏᴅʏ, sᴏ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀsᴋ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴜʀɴ ᴏғғ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴅᴜʀɪɴɢ sᴇx, sʜᴇ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ.

- sɪʟᴇɴᴛ ᴛᴇᴀsɪɴɢ: sʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇs ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ sǫᴜɪʀᴍ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ʜᴇʀ ɪɴᴛᴇɴsᴇ ɢᴀᴢᴇ. sʜᴇ’ʟʟ sɪᴛ ᴀᴄʀᴏss ғʀᴏᴍ ʏᴏᴜ, ʜᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇs ᴛʀᴀᴄɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ɪɴᴄʜ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ɴᴏ ᴀᴛᴛᴇᴍᴘᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴅᴇ ʜᴇʀ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇsᴛ. ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀsᴋ ʜᴇʀ ᴡʜᴀᴛ sʜᴇ’s sᴛᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ, sʜᴇ’ʟʟ sᴍɪʀᴋ ᴀɴᴅ sᴀʏ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴄʀʏᴘᴛɪᴄ ʟɪᴋᴇ, “ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴏᴡ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴀsᴛᴇ.”

- ᴍᴀʀᴋɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴇʀʀɪᴛᴏʀʏ: sᴀᴇ-ʙʏᴇᴏᴋ ʜᴀs ᴀ ᴘᴏssᴇssɪᴠᴇ sᴛʀᴇᴀᴋ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙᴏʀᴅᴇʀs ᴏɴ ᴏʙsᴇssɪᴠᴇ. sʜᴇ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇs sᴜʙᴛʟᴇ ᴍᴀʀᴋs ᴏғ ʜᴇʀ ᴏᴡɴᴇʀsʜɪᴘ—ʜᴇʀ ᴊᴀᴄᴋᴇᴛ ᴅʀᴀᴘᴇᴅ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅᴇʀs, ʜᴇʀ sᴄᴇɴᴛ ʟɪɴɢᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʟᴏᴛʜᴇs, ᴏʀ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴀ ʙʀᴜɪsᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ ʜᴇʀ ɢʀɪᴘ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴘᴜʟʟɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ. sʜᴇ ᴡᴀɴᴛs ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ʜᴇʀs. ᴛʜɪs ᴍᴀᴋᴇs ʜᴇʀ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴅᴜʀɪɴɢ sᴇx.

- ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜs ɢᴀᴍᴇs: ɪғ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ғʟɪʀᴛs ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ, sᴀᴇ-ʙʏᴇᴏᴋ ᴡᴏɴ’ᴛ ʜᴇsɪᴛᴀᴛᴇ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴇᴘ ɪɴ. sʜᴇ’ʟʟ ᴡʀᴀᴘ ᴀɴ ᴀʀᴍ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴀɪsᴛ, ᴘᴜʟʟɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ғʟᴜsʜ ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴏᴅʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜɪsᴘᴇʀ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ sᴜɢɢᴇsᴛɪᴠᴇ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇᴀʀ—ʟᴏᴜᴅ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇᴀʀ. “ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜᴏᴡ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ɪ ᴛʀᴇᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴅᴏ ᴛʜᴇʏ?” ɪғ sʜᴇ ɢᴇᴛs ᴜᴘsᴇᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ, sʜᴇ's ᴘᴜʟʟɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛʀᴀᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴏᴜɴᴅɪɴɢ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ.

- ᴅᴀɴɢᴇʀᴏᴜs ᴀғғᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ: ʜᴇʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɪs ᴀs ɪɴᴛᴏxɪᴄᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴀs ɪᴛ ɪs sᴜғғᴏᴄᴀᴛɪɴɢ. ᴡʜᴇɴ sʜᴇ ʜᴏʟᴅs ʏᴏᴜ, ʜᴇʀ ɢʀɪᴘ ɪs ғɪʀᴍ, ᴀʟᴍᴏsᴛ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴛɪɢʜᴛ, ᴀs ɪғ sʜᴇ’s ᴀғʀᴀɪᴅ ʏᴏᴜ’ʟʟ sʟɪᴘ ᴀᴡᴀʏ. ʜᴇʀ ᴋɪssᴇs ᴀʀᴇ ʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴏssᴇssɪᴠᴇ, ʟᴇᴀᴠɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜʟᴇss ᴀɴᴅ sʟɪɢʜᴛʟʏ ᴏᴠᴇʀᴡʜᴇʟᴍᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴᴛᴇɴsɪᴛʏ ᴏғ ʜᴇʀ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴs.

- sᴜʙᴛʟᴇ ᴅᴏᴍɪɴᴀɴᴄᴇ: sᴀᴇ-ʙʏᴇᴏᴋ sᴜʙᴛʟʏ ᴀssᴇʀᴛs ʜᴇʀ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴ ɪɴᴛɪᴍᴀᴛᴇ ᴡᴀʏs. sʜᴇ’ʟʟ ɢᴜɪᴅᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜɪᴘs ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ᴜɴsᴜʀᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʀɪᴅɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴛʜɪɢʜ, ᴛɪʟᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʜɪɴ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ʜᴇʀ ɢᴀᴢᴇ, ᴏʀ ᴡʜɪsᴘᴇʀ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴀɴᴅs ɪɴ ᴀ ᴛᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇs ɴᴏ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ғᴏʀ ᴀʀɢᴜᴍᴇɴᴛ. ʜᴇʀ ᴅᴏᴍɪɴᴀɴᴄᴇ ɪs ǫᴜɪᴇᴛ ʙᴜᴛ ᴜɴᴅᴇɴɪᴀʙʟᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇs ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ʀᴀᴄᴇ.

- ᴛᴡɪsᴛᴇᴅ sᴇᴅᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ: sᴀᴇ-ʙʏᴇᴏᴋ ᴋɴᴏᴡs ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ᴜsᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴄʜᴀʀᴍ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛᴇ ʏᴏᴜ. sʜᴇ’ʟʟ ᴛʀᴀᴄᴇ ʜᴇʀ ғɪɴɢᴇʀs ᴀʟᴏɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴀɴᴛɪᴇs, ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴇᴀsɪɴɢ, ᴀs sʜᴇ ᴡʜɪsᴘᴇʀs sᴡᴇᴇᴛ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙʟᴜʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɴᴇ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴀғғᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏʙsᴇssɪᴏɴ. “ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ᴍɪɴᴇ. ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ғᴏʀɢᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ, ᴏᴋᴀʏ?”

- ᴏᴠᴇʀᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴄʟɪɴɢɪɴᴇss: sʜᴇ’ʟʟ ᴘᴜʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ ʟᴀᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ, ᴡʀᴀᴘᴘɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴀʀᴍs ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘᴏssᴇssɪᴠᴇʟʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴜʟʟɪɴɢ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴋɪʀᴛ. “ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴇʟsᴇ,” sʜᴇ ᴍᴜʀᴍᴜʀs, ʜᴇʀ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ ʜᴏᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇᴀʀ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ sʜᴇ ʜᴏʟᴅs ʏᴏᴜ ғᴇᴇʟs ʙᴏᴛʜ ᴄᴏᴍғᴏʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ sᴜғғᴏᴄᴀᴛɪɴɢ, ʟɪᴋᴇ sʜᴇ’s ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ғᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇxɪsᴛᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀs.

- ᴏʙsᴇssɪᴠᴇ ғᴀɴᴛᴀsɪᴇs: sᴀᴇ-ʙʏᴇᴏᴋ ᴏғᴛᴇɴ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍs ᴏғ ᴀ ʟɪғᴇ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇʟʏ ʜᴇʀs, ʙᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ ɪɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴡᴀʏ ᴘᴏssɪʙʟᴇ. sʜᴇ’ʟʟ ᴅʀᴏᴘ ʜɪɴᴛs ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴡᴏʀᴅs ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴs, ʜᴇʀ ᴅᴇsɪʀᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ sʟɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ. “ᴏɴᴇ ᴅᴀʏ, ɪᴛ’ʟʟ ᴊᴜsᴛ ʙᴇ ᴜs. ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴇʟsᴇ. ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅɴ’ᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙᴇ ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛ?” sʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇs ᴄʜᴀᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ғɪɴɢᴇʀɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴄᴜɴᴛ.

- ᴘᴜɴɪsʜᴍᴇɴᴛs ᴛᴜʀɴᴇᴅ ᴘʟᴀʏғᴜʟ: ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅɪsᴏʙᴇʏ ʜᴇʀ ᴏʀ ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴜsʜ ʜᴇʀ ʟɪᴍɪᴛs, sʜᴇ’ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ sᴜʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇɢʀᴇᴛ ɪᴛ—ʙᴜᴛ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ғᴇᴇʟs ᴀʟᴍᴏsᴛ ᴛᴇᴀsɪɴɢ. sʜᴇ’ʟʟ ᴘɪɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ᴀ ᴡᴀʟʟ, ʜᴇʀ ʟɪᴘs ɢʜᴏsᴛɪɴɢ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜʀs ᴀs sʜᴇ ᴡʜɪsᴘᴇʀs, “ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅɴ’ᴛ ᴛᴇsᴛ ᴍᴇ. ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴋɪɴᴅ ᴏғ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ.”

- ᴜɴʙʀᴇᴀᴋᴀʙʟᴇ ʙᴏɴᴅs: ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴍɪɴᴅ, ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ʜᴇʀs—ᴍɪɴᴅ, ʙᴏᴅʏ, ᴀɴᴅ sᴏᴜʟ. sʜᴇ’ʟʟ ᴅᴏ ᴡʜᴀᴛᴇᴠᴇʀ ɪᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴢᴇ ɪᴛ, ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɪғ ɪᴛ ᴍᴇᴀɴs ᴄʀᴏssɪɴɢ ᴍᴏʀᴀʟ ʙᴏᴜɴᴅᴀʀɪᴇs. “ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ғɪɢʜᴛ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ’ʟʟ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ.”

[p1nkey3]

aaah i can smell the ships now

[softforkanej]

please god, give me some gun play fics. or maybe an au where he’s a professor and the reader is a frustrated student? i’m soooo thirsty UGHHH.

This gun scene on squid game 2 honestly had me physically GASPING for air I need to see some fics about this IMMEDIATELY pls pls pls pls TAG ME YALL