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cherrybyeok · 3 years ago

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chocolate chip cookies [sae byeok x fem. reader]

description: in which cheol wants to know what love is

warnings: nothing but fluff

word count: 1.1k+

Sae wasn’t the most affectionate person ever. She kept her emotions hidden, but she had her reasons to. According to her, showing people your true feelings gets you nothing but used.

Which is why Cheol was confused every time his sister paid attention to you.

He wondered why she was always hugging you or holding your hand when Sae didn’t like physical contact.

Or why she was always looking and staring at you.

He knew you and Sae were together- a couple. He knew that. But he didn’t exactly know what couples were, or why Sae paid so much attention to you.

But he was just a kid. And kids don’t know what’s okay and what’s not okay to say. Or what’s okay and what’s not okay to ask.

“Sae, is Y/N sick?” Cheol innocently asked, causing Sae Byeok’s eyes to almost bulge out of their sockets.

“Cheol, what?”

“Is Y/N sick? Sick people require attention and you’re always giving her attention, more attention than me,” Sae wanted to laugh.

Okay, so maybe Cheol was a bit jealous, but he loved you (except he didn’t know what love was). You always took him to the ice cream man and gave him snacks to take to school, but you were also taking all of his sister's attention.

“Come here, sit with me. Do you know what love is, Cheol?” Sae took his hand, guiding him towards the couch in the middle of the living room.

“Not really,”

“You remember the cat that we had back home?” Sae asked, waiting for him to say yes or nod his head, “So you remember how you always wanted to go home to see him? And when he ran away you couldn’t sleep?”

“Is Y/N your cat? Did I love the cat?”

“Not exactly, but yes you did love the cat. But basically, love is not really a describable thing, and you know when you feel it. For example, if Y/N were to run away like the cat, I wouldn’t be able to sleep either. But human to human love is a bit different. I pay attention to Y/N because she’s my girlfriend and I love her. And I pay attention to you because you’re my brother and I love you. And although I may not hug you as much as I hug Y/N, I still love you Cheol,” Sae explained, and as she explained you were leaving your shared bedroom and you couldn’t help but overhear their conversation.

“I love you and Y/N too, does she love us too?” He asked and your heart filled with warmth, like warm chocolate chip cookies and milk, all gooey and soft.

“She does. She cares a lot for you. That’s why she’s always looking after us, after you. Y/N is a very special person to us,”

“Y/N is the best, she always gets me snacks, and I love snacks,”

“I’m glad you love the snacks Cheol,” you said as your bare feet dragged you across the cold tiles, taking a seat between the two of them, “I love you and Sae very much,”

“Sae said she loves you too,” he explained and you smiled.

“She better. Otherwise I would cry and run away, but love is a weird thing Cheol, and just like Sae said, you’ll know what love is when you feel it right here,” you took your hand, placing it over his small chest right above his heart.

“I love you and Sae a lot, that’s why we’re a family. Now who wants cookies, I was thinking about making some,”

“I would kill for some of your cookies right now,” Sae moaned throwing her head back, “Like actually kill for one,”

“Cheol, do you want to help me bake some cookies? I’ll let you mix the chocolate chips?” You asked, hoping he would say yes. You loved spending time with Cheol, it made you feel like a mom, and truthfully you had always wanted kids.

But that was a conversation that you needed to have with Sae later on.

“Listen everyone, they’re Y/N and Cheol cookies, so they are 100 times better,” you exclaimed, as Cheol jumped on your back and Sae shook her head smiling, “Honestly Cheol, we should open a bakery,”

“You haven’t even baked anything yet,” Sae shouted as you and Cheol walked away.

“What a hater,” you joked, shaking your head, “Another thing Cheol, sometimes, love means you make sacrifices for whoever you love, like your sister did,” you and Cheol quietly conversed as you walked into the kitchen, carefully sitting him down on the island.

“Sacrifices?”

“It means that you do dangerous things, but you’ll understand this when you’re a bit older. But for now, because we’re a family and Sae loves us, she did something very risky for us, and I would do the same too,” your hands were rummaging through the cabinets trying to find everything you needed to make your cookies with Cheol, as you tried to explain to the small boy what sacrifices and lover were.

“You know that feeling you get when you bite into a cookie, and it’s warm and soft? Just how you like it?”

“Yeah, it’s like magic?” He picked up one of the measuring cups, standing up in a little step stool that made him tall enough to reach the sink and washed it. He knew it was clean, and so did you, but he always saw you rising things off before using them.

“Exactly! When you love someone your heart feels like that every time you see them. And you’ll feel butterflies in your tummy, but this isn’t for family love, it's for relationship love, like boyfriend or girlfriend love.” He looked confused so you decided to explain more while measuring your ingredients, “Every time I see Sae, I get butterflies in my tummy, and I blush because I love her. But when I see my parents or cousins, even though I love them I don’t get butterflies or blush. There’s different kinds of love,”

“I get butterflies when I see Kimmy from school, she’s really pretty,” He was blushing, and if that wasn’t the cutest thing you had ever seen, than nothing was cute.

“Aww, see you know what it is. But it might also be that you like her. Love is confusing, but you’ll figure it out, you’re smart,” you said, handing him the cup of brown sugar so he could add it into the mixing bowl.

“Have you figured it out, Y/N?” He asked and you shook your head.

“Yes but no. I still have time. But if there’s one thing I know for sure, is that you and Sae will always have my love,”

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theganymedes · 2 years ago

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GIRLFRIENDS…!? [ k. sae-byeok ]

content warnings — intoxication, explicit sexual/profane speech eluding to smut, etc..

note — HI ALL! i’m back and i’ve missed tumblr sm. i promised to put out some of my unpublished saebyeok pieces and this is the first of many. BEWARE! this is a very lusty MATURE plot sparked by one of my favorite songs that i wrote like forever ago— it is the foreplay/first part to a smut i began and never finished. there is no real smut in this piece, and if you’re into that sort of thing, it will leave you wanting for more! read at ur own risks luv! (if you like this enough, i’ll finish the second part for you (if requested!), but this is pretty cute on it’s own, imo :) i hope you enjoy!

synopsis — you’re not sober, and saebyeok, (who apparently might be your girlfriend) is on the way…

Okay. You really need to stop drinking.

It isn't helping. In fact, it's making everything worse. With every bittersweet swig of Stella Rosa, you crave the taste of something much more satisfying— Much more intoxicating.

Saebyeok's lips.

You sigh softly, your tongue sliding across the roof of your mouth with a chuckle as you shook your head at yourself, staring back at the MacBook screen thats still blank, besides your name and a due date prompted in MLA format on the left hand corner.

You’re supposed to be writing a paper for your english course, yet it's nearly 1AM and you got nothing— You're all alone in your one-bedroom apartment, level of intoxication tangoing with tipsy, head empty, only thoughts being... her.

It's a Friday night.

You could submit yourself into the astiring streets crawling with shit-faced students from your college university, as your apartment complex was just barely off campus— All it took was a few miles walk, and you could be at some wild frat rave, getting drunk for free and partying with pretty strangers...

You don’t want to. You want one thing. One person. And her name is Saebyeok.

The thought of her dizzies your brain more than normal. Not just because of the spirit juice spiraling through your system, but because she finally made your relationship official!

Four days ago. She finally asked you to be her girlfriend!

Well, okay... Maybe ‘asked’ is a bit of a stretch.

Four days ago, she was helping you study for a mid-term via FaceTime,

(SaeByeok lives off campus as well, back at home with her mother and little brother whom she takes care of, and avoids coming to college unnecessarily as much as possible... She's not much of a people person.)

Anyways...

Her kid brother, Cheol interrupted your study sess, asking who his sister was on the phone with. She replied saying, and you quote—

"My girlfriend."

Your heart nearly exploded.

You’re her girlfriend!?!?! I mean, sure, you guys have been getting closer, and your relationship has certainly surpassed the status of college acquaintances who share each other’s notes...

Sometimes, Saebyeok seems to be quite fond of your company... and spooning you, and making out with you all the time, and sleeping over at your place, and leaving her hoodies and toothbrush at your apartment… and maybe you've seen her naked once or twice, and or had sex in the backseat of her car...

But girlfriends!?!

This is big news to you. And it leaves you feeling... Some type of way.

You like her. You like her a lot. And the fact that she spoke to Cheol, the human she loves most on this planet, about your little 'ol existence? It proves she likes you just as much.

Or so you assume. You can’t really be sure if your love-sick mind had misinterpreted the whole girlfriend-Cheol-facetime thing— Yet, the rousing scent of Saebyeok’s oversized tapestry hoodie you’re wearing and the enthralling influence tainting your sense of wit just won’t leave it to chance.

Fuck the english paper. You need pure pellucidity straight from the horse’s mouth, and you’re determined to get it — That, and maybe a little something else too…

With fidgety fingers, you tend to your cellphone’s call list, fishing for that freckle-faced contact photo in an unbidden blur.

You’ve never called her this late before, and the last thing you want to do is scare her off after she (possibly) just made things official, but your morals are missing at the moment.

She picks up the phone on the first ring, which isn’t unusual, but it still makes your heart beat berserk each time.

"Yeah?" The sultry sound of her voice is buried under swift breeze, honking cars, and diluted laughs commencing in the background.

Where ever she is, it’s crowded. It sounds like she’s passing near a pile of traffic on a sleepless city street.

You furrow your brows, almost taken aback by the fact that she’s out and about this late.

"Where are you right now?" You ask while fighting back a grin, a snarky twinge interlacing your vocals.

Saebyeok is a homebody, and you're positive that you have to be one of the couple people she enjoys enough to spend her free time with on a Friday night.

You were curious as to what the hell she could be doing right now besides touching you...

"Out." She submits simply. "Is everything okay? Why are you calling me now?"

Always so plain...

You twirl the drawstring to her hoodie giddishly, hanging on to her every word.

"Well what are you doing? It's pretty late." You pry a little, shamelessly too.

You are her girlfriend after all... Right!?

"Making money. Are you okay?"

Always so curt... Always so sketchy... Always showing concern for your well being... Why is this turning you on even more?

"Sounds realllll sketchy, Ms.Kang." You tease in a slight slur, following a few giggles. "Where do you work again?"

You're well aware that whatever she does to get enough cash to support her family was probably boarding the line of illegal, and she knows that you know, but she refuses to ever involve you in her less than lawful activities.

As long as she assures you she's safe and not an any sort of danger, there's no harm in poking a little fun…

She scoffs lightly, catching onto your antics. "What's this about, (Name)? Do you need something?"

"I need you here with me." You exhale dramatically with a protruding pout. "I've had a few drinks and... I really wanna see you."

Saebyeok is silent for a few seconds.

She knows you, and judging from your overly-sensuous tone and the time of night, she's beginning to gather what this call is really about.

She gulps thickly, "You want me to come over? ... Right now?" Before she excites herself, she needs you to confirm.

"Yes, please. If you can." You aren't afraid to beg, nor of seeming desperate. "I've been without you all week... You're all I can think about right now."

Another taut silence. You swear you can almost feel her hitched breath nestling against the nape of your neck threw the phone.

"I'm on my way."

As white noise swallows the line, you scarf down the remaining wine in your glass, jolting from the couch to your feet, excitement surging your skeleton in its entirety.

Your head spins as you briefly reminisce on the last time you had her in your presence— Her dark eyes being so attentive to you, adoring your every move. Her lips on yours, tongue so modestly asking for entrance to your mouth and her hand trailing up your thigh with reluctance, patiently awaiting your shy shows of consent…

You pace around your apartment, too antsy to sit still. Already freshly showered and shaved, you tidy up a bit, lighting a vanilla bean candle — An airy savor, not too potent. You don't want the aroma to conflict with your perfume oil.

When you hear your phone ding with a new notification less than 20 minutes later, you don't even check it — You run straight to your door, knowing it’s SaeByeok making you aware she's outside.

Swinging back the knob eagerly, your lips softly part at the sight of her. She's sporting a cream-colored kawaii crewneck and simple sweats, palms shoved in her pockets as she stares at her shoes.

Gosh, the things this girl did to you.

You pretend your heart doesn't stop when her glance dwindles to meet with yours, always managing to forget how tall she is.

The star-like speckles dappled on the apples of her cheekbones sprout skyward as her smile widens — She sizes you up, her eyes slowly trail from your fluffy house slippers to your bare legs, skin only covered from your mid-thigh and above… Then she realizes you're wearing her most homely hoodie.

She licks her lips nervously, lustful eyes nearly looking threw you, speaking of the impure words she can’t form, for her breath is beyond her.

You feel a blowsy tint blooming on your cheeks.

"Like what you see?" Mists of lightweight liquor loosens your lips and emboldens your audacious body language.

Blinking from her daze, Sae chuckles in the cutest coy manner.

"It's huge on you." Her verbal taunting is kittenish, though the tacit teases tattooed on the back of her skull are not.

You huff a wispy laugh. "Whatever, Giant." Rolling your eyes, you shuffle off to the side. "Come in."

And so, she does, but she doesn't get far.

Slipping past the door seal, Saebyeok is jolted forward — You softly snatch the fabric of her sweater, cornering her back against the front door. It slams shut as you envelope her neck in your arms, embracing her into a kiss.

You sigh instantly at the tiny contentment. Kissing Saebyeok is like a saccharine dream — Her warm lips kindle a burning desire that seems otherworldly, a pillowy bliss of passion.

Sensual, defining the tender undertones of your adoration, but sloppy, personifying the aching hunger between you both.

Her fingers whirl along your waist, yearning for closeness, yet only wandering shyly around your midriff— Too meek to trickle lower, leaving you to pine for more.

Before her tantalizing touch can linger too long, she simply pulls away, breathless and bashful.

Her brows knit, "You taste drunk." Saebyeok breathes out. "How much have you had, exactly?"

The implication unnerves you. Arms flying to your sides, you straighten how your (really hers) hoodie a bit, as a wave of embarrassment seems to spite you.

Oh, no. Are you coming on too strong? Are you making her uncomfortable? Is she not as into this as you?

You let out a timid giggle, untangling yourself from her personal bubble.

You need to chill. Don't give her the impression that she's only here because you're horny. At least figure out if she’s even actually your girlfriend before you try to seduce her, geez!

"Uh, a.. few glasses?" You confess, awkwardly leisuring over to your living room.

Saebyeok notices your abrupt shift in nature, and it disappoints her a little, but she says nothing, merely following after your lead.

"It's only wine, though." You assure her. "I was trying to loosen myself up enough to write my english paper."

Hips swaying as you strut, you can feel her eyes attached to you— Devouring you, admiring the way her clothing encompasses your curves.

"Yeah?" Her voice is like stifling satin, which makes you shiver. "Get anything done?"

You turn on your heels to face her, aligning your gazes. "Ummm, I found a pretty font and layout to type my name in! The words are gonna be really cute when I finally write them." You smile innocently, interlocking your arms around her torso.

She glares you down, subtly nibbling on the inside of her cheek, in her best attempts to scold your darn adorable face.

"(Name), there's nothing aesthetic about procrastination."

You giggle, pressing a chastise peck to her lips, "I'll get it done! I promise, it's not even due for another week anyways."

"That doesn't mean you have more time to pretend it doesn't exist."

That's exactly what it means in your mind. You know it, and she knows it.

She can't stand when you procrastinate like this, ultimately being cause of an inevitable anxiety attack and mental breakdown when due dates roll around.

It stresses Saebyeok out just as much as it does you, so she's strict on you about turning in assignments on time — You aren't complaining. You find her stern traits to be quite endearing.

Endearing, and in this special case, conveniently opportunistic.

"Look at youuu, all worried about your girlfriend's studies." You coo in jest, floating an odd amount of extra emphasis on the spoony slogan.

In the beats of silence that follow, you stare deeply into her eyes, smile unwavering, awaiting her retort. Patient for the moment she begins to fluster and blush about how she'd made your relationship official— for Saebyeok to bring up some sort of formal conversation about the thing that's got a tsunami in between your thighs.

Instead, she blinks at you— Stammering her response and searching for the correct answer within your cherishing glimpse.

It was weird... Like you were expecting her to have a certain reaction to your words that just sound like... plain 'ol words to her.

She lets it fly. You're a weirdo. A drunk one too. Nothing new.

"Let me see the rubric.” Sae insists softly. “Maybe I can help." She bends down slightly as her faint callouses begin to reach just beside you for the scattered loose leafs across your coffee table.

Though you clasp her wrist before she can proceed any further.

“Not a chance!” Damning her in the most delicate way possible, your touch drifts off to graze her palm. “I didn’t invite you here so you could do my homework. I wanted you here so we could… Spend time together.”

The use of a neutral tone is good enough to shadow the shake in your liquid courage, because SaeByeok is still convinced that it is the liquid courage meddling with your coherence.

So, her heartening hands come to engulf yours— The affectionate gesture sweet enough to make you swoon.

“It still counts as us spending time together, as long as we’re together…” Her thumbs gently caress your knuckles as she shrugs. “I don’t mind.”

One of the innumerable reasons you endlessly adored Kang SaeByeok was because she was the rare type of person who truly didn’t mind.

“Well too bad,” You declare to her, “Because I do.”

She regards your doting orbs as you sweep the short raven strands swinging in her sights behind the lobe of her ear, waiting for you to continue.

“I don’t know, I’ve just been hoping for a while now that we can… Start spending more quality time together…”

While the intent behind your coquettish request is wholesome, Saebyeok looks disappointed — Her features contort slightly with confusion, and if you didn’t know her so well, you might say she was pouting.

“Anytime I’m with you is quality time to me.” Her dainty disclosure whistles up in the wind and implores for your confirmation.

“No!” Your frantic console is spat in a hurry, before your little scheme can skew south.

“I mean yes it is, I feel the same way— It’s just… You’ve been busier lately and we don’t have as much face time together like usual…” In the persuading sputter of stutters, you somehow work your way back to the original point.

“Wouldn’t you prefer to do something more intimate with… Your girlfriend… rather than writing her thesis?”

Your apartment falls noiseless.

Saebyeok squints as she silently seeks for the reason why you’re suddenly a third person in this conversation.

Maybe she forgot that you’re kind of an angsty weirdo — You sometimes have this excessive tendency to complicate things into oblivion.

The way you’re wired reminds her of an overstrung piano— a morass orchestra of sublime symphonies amalgamating into one swell song.

And thus, Saebyeok’s accepted that when you try to sing the lyrics, she may have to listen closely in between the overlapping labyrinths.

Her wary ears are open, but her innate need to be rational keeps her mouth closed.

“We can do whatever you want.” Is all she obliges to you, her features nearly impassive. “This is your place. What do you have in mind?”

Damnit. Saebyeok is harder to read than text subtitles across a theater screen.

Nevertheless, you sat aside your unsettled stomach and scrunch your shoulders like you’re careless.

“I guess I should at least be a decent host and offer you some food.” With her hand coalesced in your grasp, you lug over to your cushy kitchen area.

“Are you hungry? I have leftover pizza in the fridge, or I could make you something really quick.”

… Not exactly the hunger Sae was hoping to satisfy when she came over, but she supposes this’ll do too.

“Whatever is easiest is fine.” She replies, her body sticking close to yours with her every movement, as she knows the subtle steam of her skin will stir tension.

A simpering smile adorns your face while you dawdle to your fridge door.

“Pizza it is!” You move quickly, scurrying over to the cozy corner where your air-fryer lives while pulling the plastic wrap from the plate of pie, “After I heat this up, do you maybe wanna watch something by Ghibli!?”

The dopey grin on Sae’s lips offsets how she rolls her eyes and her heads shakes at the suggestion (that’s she pretty sure is becoming an obsession) of yours.

“Sure...” She agrees, chewing her bottom lip as her feet maunder in your direction. “Guess what?”

When the mini-fryer begins to aerate, you turn to face her hovering above you, pressing your back to lean against the cold marble countertop.

“What?” Ignoring the sweltering ache simmering between you, you ponder curiously with the flutter of your lashes.

There are the tiniest shards of luster lathing in Sae’s eyes— A supple smirk springing on the rim of her lips, and you instantly know the name she’ll say next.

“Cheol got invited to another kid’s birthday party this weekend.” The animation cresting through the undertones of her dour vocals could make you croon.

“Oh my gosh, really!? That’s so good!” Without noticing, your voice is lifted a few octaves, your hands are flapping together like a penguin’s, and you’re nearly jumping up and down.

Saebyeok is almost annoyed that she can feel the stupidly huge beam painting her features pink, and still can’t do anything to stop it— You’re just too precious.

She’s only strong enough to snicker at your reaction as she watches you in revere.

Once your feet plant again, you urge for all the juicy details.

“I take it he’s starting to fit in better at school?”

Sae nods. “He seems to be, yeah.”

For a second, her glimpse loses yours— She ducks her head a little, fingers running to fiddle with the hem of your (really hers) hoodie’s pouch before she proceeds…

“Anyways, I wanted to ask you.. If you felt like chaperoning at the party with me.” Her volume is shallow of any base and her eyes are anywhere but on yours. “I know it sounds kind of lame, but it’s supposed to be some laser tag thing with like, bouncy houses. You don’t have to play or anything—“

“Are you kidding!?” You can’t help to interrupt, voice dripping of wry humor and Saebyeok’s sights suddenly jolt up at you.

“I get to beat a buncha kids at laser tag and possibly meet the incredible, infamous Kang Cheol? Count me in.” You snort with a sardonic scoff.

Her face falters— Brows boosting to the baseline of her forehead, bewildered and all bushy-tailed.

“Really? You’d actually go with me?”

“Of course.” Starkly, you say, allowing your palm to skim tepid along her collarbone…

In moments like these, you sometimes wish you were more like Saebyeok.

You wish you were the type of person who knows how to chill— The type who didn’t nag, poke, or probe … Someone who didn’t throw a tizzy over silly things like labels and titles, who knew how to let things be…

But you weren’t. And you don’t.

So, if you just so happened to sense a perfectly good opening…

“I mean… That’s what… Girlfriends are for, right?”

Luckily for you, the third time Saebyeok has to cringe through you awkwardly highlighting the word girlfriend out loud, is a charm.

“Okay, why do you keep repeating that?”

She’s blunt — Boring an unblinking gaze upon you as she scoffs beneath her breath, as if she found your behavior confusingly hilarious.

Your eyes go doe, and you put on a phony frown to avoid being so vilely prompted on the spot.

“Uh— I don’t know what you mean.” You puff a timorous chortle. “I’m not repeating anything—“

Your lying has never been very good, but Saebyeok is especially over your little larks tonight.

“Girlfriend.” She badgers you stubbornly with no remorse. “You keep saying the word girlfriend over and over on purpose. Why?”

You analyze her stony response with a churning stomach.

“Why are you being so hostile?” A swig of somber seeps into your defensive delivery. “Does that word make you uncomfortable by chance?”

“It might start to if you keep emphasizing it in every sentence.” She deadpans. “What is it?”

The air is dull of noise as your jaw clenches.

This is much more embarrassing to admit aloud than you could’ve imagined, but you can only dodge Saebyeok glaring daggers at you for so long — Before your cast crumbles…

“You called me your girlfriend last week.” You spit it out so fast, it nearly blends together like a single syllable.

Assuming you have more to spill, she quirks a brow at your seemingly insignificant statement.

“Okay… And?”

“Anddd…” You attempt to shrug off your inhibitions, as all the correct words twist on the tip of your tastebuds, yet never come out straight.

“I-I’m- kind of— I’m just wondering if you, possibly, actually really meant it.”

Your eyes divert downward like lightning, though there really isn’t anywhere else to look— Saebyeok practically has you pinned against the air-fryer on the countertop behind you, and her body not much farther from melting into yours feels like thunder.

“You’ve never really referred to me as that before and, I guess I’m just trying to figure out what you see this— Us, as.”

Clearing your throat, you hope to expel the butterflies from your gullet.

Your apartment is peep-less again and you’re this isn’t the greatest sign.

At this point, you think your toes are sweating, your heart is beating so bad that it hurts, and you’re staring at the floor so hard that the tiles are beginning to wiggle.

And when you finally gather the gall to look at her again, Saebyeok is on the verge of bursting into a fit of laughter.

“Seriously?” She goads with giggles, her voice full of cynical glee. “(Name), I have a toothbrush here.”

Well, when you put it so curtly…

“Yeah— Well, It’s easy to misplace toothbrushes on accident.”

You’re sure that’s a thing… Somewhere in the world…

“We’ve been intimate…” Saebyeok reminds you. “Like multiple times.”

Obvious is starting to sound like an absurd understatement— Even though you feel like your face is caked with clown makeup, you contradict her quickly—

“Okay, the first time we had sex was in your car…”

She sports a conceited sneer, her features glossed with gloat.

“Only because someone was too eager to wait…”

You are wordless, as your eye-sockets see the back of your brains for the third time she’s brought this up.

“Besides, I’m bringing you to meet my brother this weekend.”

“So what!?” You exclaim, solely for the petty purpose of putting up a fight. “If you really think about it, the sacredness of meeting family is very subjective—“

Saebyeok settles your debate with the covetous crash of her lips onto yours— A pale groan escapes you without your permission, your reciprocation impatient and hungry, as you pleach your palm into her hair.

She grunts lightly as you tug along her scalp, hands pulling your bodies even closer, nearly pressing your center against her hips.

Goosebumps inflame like prints all over your skin, a seething fever stewing your senses as your tongues entangle, the grip entwined in her fluffy tresses only getting tighter…

Saebyeok stops — Pulling back ever so slightly that her dense breath fans the hot flush coating your cheeks.

“We’re girlfriends.” She tells you. “I see you as my girlfriend, (Name).”

“Oh. Okay.” Exhaling heavily, you simply nod, trying to steady more than one throbbing pulse. “I see you as my girlfriend too, Saebyeok.”

“Good.” She sighs out with swollen lips.

“Great.”

Your air-fryer beeps, right on cue to slice the tension with a knife.

“Well, now that that’s settled…” You swallow breathlessly. “Do you still want your pizza?”

“Depends.” She gawks at you with no indignity, slightly leaning in, as her hands soothe the cinch of your waist.

“Is that really what you called me over here to eat?”

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johnnyraine · 3 years ago

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Male Reader Smut Drabbles

*based on nsfwmaemi's list

How it works:

Go to “Random.org”.

Click on “Lists & More�� and then “Lists Randomised”.

Enter Names.

Use the first 10 to find out who will be written.

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This' Pseudo-Sequel - Male Reader Smut Microfics

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~1. Missionary - Kang Sae-byeok~

Given a moment alone, you both were undressed and on the couch in an instant.

“Sorry if I’m rushing,” You say chuckling as you’re leaning over her, cock at her entrance.

“Shut it,” Sae-byeok says with a small blush.

Sae-byeok moans as you enter her.

“Y/n.” Her moans fill your ears as you thrust into her.

Your tongues swirl around each other as you give in to the moment. Her nails digging into your back somehow feeling pleasurable.

Your hand drifts between down to rub her clit, eliciting deep moans caught in your kiss.

~2. Doggystyle - Wèi Wúxiàn/Wèi Yīng~

Any thoughts of how your talk turned into sex were thrown away as you watched Wèi Yīng’s ass jiggle with each thrust.

Your fingers dig into his hips as he calls out, “Y/n, right there! Ah!”

Wèi Yīng lost strength in his arms and let himself lay with his ass up, moaning out into the cave as your cock slammed into him.

Slamming into him once more, you came deep in Wèi Yīng as he let out a loud and came. You both collapsed, laying on the cold cave floor, exhausted and soon asleep.

~3. Cowboy - So Kiyoi~

“Take it slowly, Kiyoi,” You say, seeing his look of discomfort.

Hearing that however, he got a look in his eyes and put his hands on your chest, leaning closer to your face as he sped up. His tight hole slid up and down your pole, leaving you gripping his hips and moaning.

Seeing his lips twitch into a smirk, you grab his member stroke him until he’s moaning.

Your foreheads touching, moaning together as you stare into each other's eyes, you two cum.

~4. 69 - Kazunari Hira~

Swirling your tongue around Hira’s cock, you expected your shy boyfriend to continue to lick your cock and maybe jerk you off, but you were surprised as he took you into his warm mouth.

Moaning, you felt his hips jerk but you held him down and continued bobbing your head.

Despite his inexperience, Hira was quick to try things out and when he lick your slit, you shivered with surprising pleasure. He played with your balls as he bobbed his head in tandem with you and due to your own moans, you both exploded into each other's mouths.

~5. Rough Sex - Suguru Niragi~

“Fuck!” Niragi moaned, the pillow doing little to muffle him as you rammed into him.

“What was that Niragi, I couldn’t hear you?” You say cocky.

The glare he gave you disappeared as he scrunched his eyes closed when you hit his spot.

“F-fuck you.” His mouth open, moaning against the bed as you held his neck down.

Gripping his hair, you pull his head up, not stopping your thrusts.

“Ah ah ah,” Niragi moaned out, his neighbors likely hearing him.

Pistoning in and out of his ass, you feel as Niragi clenches around before he cums on his bed.

~6. Frotting - Shuntaro Chishiya~

With each other's cocks in your hand, you and Chishiya were exploring your mouths as you stroked your cocks.

Grabbing his hair in your other hand, you pull his head back; kissing and nipping at his neck.

“Ahh,” Chishiya moaned, thrusting into your hand.

He grabbed onto your hair as you licked a bite mark you left.

Feeling your throbbing members, you bit the base of Chishiya’s neck getting a strained grunt as he came and his warm cum slicked your hand. Letting go of his hair, you kiss him, moaning into his mouth as you came.

~7. Deepthroat - J.D.~

Groaning as J.D. hummed around your cock, you felt him tap the go-ahead on your thighs. You pull back, giving him a sec before slowly thrusting in and out of his throat.

Within a few moments, you were leaning over him, hands in his hair as you tried to stretch your pleasure out, but looking J.D. in the eyes told you he wouldn’t let that happen, and he started bobbing his head up and down your cock, never losing eye contact.

“Ah… fuck, J.D.,” You groaned before letting out a moan and cumming down your boyfriend’s throat.

~8. Pearly Gates - Margaery Tyrell~

Thrusting into the soon to be Queen as you lean over her, your breaths heavy.

“I’m gonna cum,” You say, kissing Margaery.

“Not inside,” She steadily said, a hard look in her eyes.

Despite her walls clenching around you, you weren’t completely lost in your pleasure. Slamming into her just to see her look stutter, you quickly pull out before jerking yourself to completion on her lips.

“It’s not inside,” You say with a cocky grin.

You suddenly feel a growing dread as she stares at you with a raised brow.

~9. Stand and Carry - Peter Parker~

Despite the difference in strength, you’re certainly happy to learn that you’re strong enough to carry your boyfriend as you bounce him on your cock, all while hearing him moan out your name.

Unfortunately, your arms quickly began to give and you moved to the wall.

Peter let out a small grunt next to your ear as his back hit the wall.

“Sorry,” You say, breathless. “You are okay, Pete?”

Nodding with scrunched eyes, “Yeah, just… ah… don’t stop, I’m close.”

With that, you hammered into him, and soon after feeling him tighten around you, you both came.

~10. Spooning - Wēn Qíng~

After a long day, laying down is good, but sex while laying down is even better. That’s your logic anyway, as you kiss Wēn Qíng’s neck and cup her breast in your hand.

“Aren’t you feeling better?” You say, thrusting into her as her soft breathes fill in the silence.

Instead of answering, she turns her head and captures your lips with hers, biting and sucking your bottom lip as your moans join hers.

As your hand drifts from her breast downward, you couldn’t help but think, ‘It seems it was a good idea.’

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067supremacy · 3 years ago

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Make Me Feel (Part 2)

18+!!

If you haven’t read part 1 then click here! :’)

Summary: Squidgame bathroom sex……

Trigger warning: sexual intercourse. Sae-byeok x fem reader. Oral, fingering, swearing, choking, begging, spanking, Dom Sae-byeok. If I missed anything, let me know......

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With your beg for release being heard clear as day from Sae-byeok. She strips her clothing to pool with yours. Her teeth scrape against your neck as she begins to stroke her fingers through your wet folds.

The embarrassingly loud moan you let out makes Sae-byeok chuckle against your neck, but you couldn't find it within you to care how needy you were. You just needed to get fucked by this girl in front of you.

"Please, please. Fuck me, please." you plead like your life depends on it. The shiver that flows down Sae-byeok's spine tells you that you've done a good job.

"You want to get fucked? Fine then, I'll fuck you," she says lowly right into your ear.

One of her long, thin fingers enter your tight channel and ease all the way down to the knuckle before twisting and curling inside of you. The slick sound of your wetness seeping around her finger is enough to make Sae-byeok's mouth water.

"You are so fucking tight, shit. So fucking warm." Sae-byeok mumbles to herself. The girl in front of you was completely lost in her own world. The only thing she wanted/needed was for you to feel...

She steadily pumps her one finger in and out of you for a while as her hungry eyes explore your body. She can't resist herself and latches her lips to your breast, where she sucks, licks, and nibbles on the skin surrounding your nipple. Eventually, a little mark is left on the side of your tits which makes Sae-byeok smile almost statistically. Your moans of approval only fuel her exploration as she places her thumb on your clit to apply pressure that makes your hips buck off the basin you had been placed on.

"Please, g-give me m-more. I need more." your pathetic attempt at a beg, please Sae-byeok to no end. You can tell that with the whisper of a please, she would do anything you desired.

She pulls her finger out of your pussy and inspects her solo digit, and whine at the feeling of being empty. However, the sight in front of you-on another day-would has been enough to make you cum on the spot. Sae-byeok sucks her finger that's covered in your liquids and moans at the taste.

"You taste amazing, baby. I'm going to eat your pussy as well." Sae-byeok states before shoving two fingers roughly into your tightness. Your nails pierce the back of Sae-byeok as you attempt to pull her close, but as she sucks in air between her teeth at the sting, she takes hold of your neck and pushes you back so that your back collides with the mirror behind you.

"Hold on, love. You wanted more; you're going to get it."

With that statement, her wrist goes into overdrive. You melt into your position as a third finger is added, and she pumps into you with a rapid pace. The simultaneous feeling of her light grip on your neck and her fingers pounding into your dripping pussy has you edging toward something euphoric.

It isn't long before your moans of pleasure turn to screams. A futile attempt to muffle your screams are made when Sae-byeok places a hand over your mouth, to no avail. So instead, she goes back to your neck and tightens the grip until you could barely breathe.

You could feel a heat rising in your stomach like no other. A cliff of pleasure is where you were on the edge of, and Sae-byeok was more than honoured to tip you over the edge.

A couple of well-placed thrusts with her fingers has your pussy tightening around her digits, and your body starts the process of being overcome by the impending orgasm. However, the smug look on Sae-byeok's face is accompanied by her pulling her fingers from you and unwrapping her hand from your neck. Just as you were about to complain, you were being pulled off the bathroom basin and vent over it instead.

"Not yet, beautiful. If you truly want to feel again, then you need to experience this." She whispers directly in your ear from behind you. Her hand gently rubs the skin of your ass before giving you a harsh slap. *SMACK* the sound echoes throughout the room and no doubt through the ventilation systems above. But you couldn't find any reason to care. She pushes your head and body down until your breasts make contact with the cold surface you had just been sitting on.

"If you want to cum, you're gonna have to beg for that, sweetheart."

You don't feel any contact for a few seconds, and you begin to wonder what's happening, but a soft, warm pair of lips kiss your upper back, then the ass cheek she had just smacked before telling you to open your legs wider for her.

"Wh- what are you doi-agh." You are cut off once her tongue collides with your pussy. She runs her tongue through your soaked folds effortlessly but doesn't proceed to enter you, and she would rather hear you beg once again.

Your mind doesn't seem to have the function it has before, and it takes another harsh slap on your ass to bring you out of your thoughts. "Fucking beg me, tell me what you want... tell me who you belong to."

You can't quite believe that just twenty-odd minutes ago, she was only known to you as "67", and now she has you bent over a bathroom sink completely naked, guess there was only one person you could possibly belong to.

"Fu-fuck. I want to cum so bad; please make me cum." You manage to get out, but your panting makes everything much harder, especially when you're pressed against the countertop.

"I also asked who you belong to." *SMACK* your moan of pleasure at the slap says it all; this girl could do anything to you. Like she even had to ask who you belonged to.

"You, only you." You whisper out just enough for it to be audible. With as little as a whisper, a now on her knees Kang Sae-byeok harshly sucks on your clit and moans at the taste of you. This had to be her favourite taste; it's so unique to you. It was at this moment Sae-byeok knew she had become addicted to you.

"O-oh fuck, please make me feel." You manage to mumble out in the haze of pleasure. But Sae-byeok was already one step ahead of you. Her tongue glides against the insides of your sensitive pussy, the curl and flick she adds inside you manages to target your spot with ease, and it isn't long before you feel that build up begin to happen again.

Sae-byeok greedily licks and sucks your pussy with all she has to offer. You knew exactly what was to...... come........ you let out the loudest moan yet followed by a harsh scream of Sae-byeok's. Your pussy begins to tighten around her tongue, a gush of your delicious liquid blasts into her mouth, which she eagerly swallows. It's like your world crumbles, and all you can see is white; you feel all that weight and stress you held lifted into the atmosphere and disappear immediately.

Sae-byeok slows to lightly lick at your pussy, her effort in calming you down from that massive high. "You taste so good, baby."

With shaky legs, you stand up straight and end up needing a helping hand from Sae-byeok, who spins you to face her and presses you against the basin. With a passionate kiss shared between you, it brings the reality of your situation that even though you managed to escape your feelings for a time, you were still in this place.

"I wish we could just stay here forever," Sae-byeok whispers into your ear. You breathlessly chuckle as you still recover from the mind-blowing orgasm you had just received.

"I wouldn't mind staying with you forever if you keep doing that. But perhaps we could do that somewhere else?" You suggest as she steals another kiss from your lips.

"Good point.... We can make good on this once we get out of here, together."

"Thank you,,, for making me feel good. I can't feel my legs, though." Your statement makes Sae-byeok giggle, a sight and sound that quite frankly was the most precious thing you had ever witnessed.

"How about I make you feel again while we still have time?"

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intellectualfallacy · 3 years ago

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Hi! I really loved your sangwoo one shot and I had a request: kang saebyeok x reader roommate au where saebyeok comforts her after a breakup/being cheated on? Can have smut or not xx

A/N: Appreciate the feedback! I'm glad you enjoyed!

As always, thanks for the request and hope you like it!

Rating: Mature 18+

MINORS DONT INTERACT

Warning(s): Smut, Oral (F! Receiving), Slight Humiliation (If you squint)

Tears streamed down my face as I entered the apartment, expecting it to be empty instead being met by a surprised Saebyeok sitting on the couch, looking over. “What happened?” She asked, a worried expression on her face as she stood up, walking over to me. I struggled to stop crying, letting out sniffles instead. Once she reached me she pulled me towards her, her arms going around my neck. Instinctively, I wrapped mines around her waist, burying my head in her shoulder as I cried. “Take deep breaths.” She said, her hand stroking down my back in an effort to sooth me. I cried as she tried to guide me stop crying, taking her advice and following.

“What happened?” She repeated, slowly moving her head back to look me eye to eye. “I walked in and saw him… saw him-“ I struggled to say the rest, swallowing the cry I had. “He was fucking that bitch he told me not to worry about… Fuck, who knows how long they’ve been together.” I wept, her listening intently. “I should’ve listened to what he said.” I said, loosening my grasp around her shoulders as I shook my head. “I was just so stubborn about what I wanted.” I said to no one, her arms slacking as I babbled on. “I should have-“

“Stop that.” She said sternly, grabbing my chin to stop my shaking, her eyes boring down at me. I took shaky breaths as she kept me there. Her hand went to stroke my cheek, my heart skipping a beat. Her eyes looked sincere as her other stayed around my neck. Her eyes fluttered to my lips, coming back to my eyes. “He lost so much and none of it was your fault.” She said, guiding me to sit on the couch as she knelt before me.

I looked down as she placed her hands gently on my knees. “If I’m being completely honest… I don’t know what you saw in that ass.” She said, making me groan. “This soon?” I replied, her rolling her eyes. "Alright, alright. How about a... 'girls night'? We'll watch movies, eat ice cream and forget about that bastard. You were with him for, what, three months? Known each other even less?" I sniffled, looking down at her hands. "He's not worth the tears." She said, giving a warm expression. After a moment I nodded, clearing my throat before saying, "You're right. It's dumb to cry for him." She smiled before standing up, looking down at me. "Alright. You go pick the movie while I grab the ice cream." She said before marching into the kitchen. I sat there for a moment, letting everything sink in. She's right. Letting him keep affecting me after doing that is letting him win. Well, I could give half a shit about him. Just like he did when he decided to cheat on me. If I want to enjoy myself, I will.

"What movie do you wanna watch?"

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Both of us sat next to each other on my bed, backs against the headboard as the third movie of the night played. We got into our PJs before our binge watch so that we didn't need to change later. It wasn't our first time having a 'girls night' but it was long since then. My ex-boyfriend was heavily to blame for that. He was good in the beginning...

I let out a deep sigh, shaking my head slightly. "You keep thinking about him." Saebyeok said, seeing her turn her head to me from the corner of my eye. "I told myself I would just enjoy myself and look what I'm doing, thinking about him again." I replied, staring blankly at the screen. We both stayed silent as she kept staring. Suddenly, I felt a tension in the air. I couldn't help as a blush came over my face, grateful for the darkness, and a wetness start to pool. I swallowed, turning to her as her thighs squeezed together before moving, sitting to face me completely as I kept my place.

“I can make you forget.” She said, a hand coming up and grasping my cheek. Her eyes grazed across my body, licking her lips as she brought her gaze back to me. “F-Forget?” I asked. She wasn’t suggesting what she was.. was she? She nodded. "Pleasure is the best way to forget." I let in a shaky breath before nodding, earning a smirk.

I gasped as her lips met mines, giving her a way to move into my mouth. I trembled as her tongue met mines, hands grasping her shoulders as she moved on top of me. I moaned as our tongues moved together, her hands moving down from my cheeks to my shirt, beginning to unbutton it. As we kept our make out going, we slowly removed our clothing. It was complicated taking her tank off without separating but our lips met the second of passed her lips. Soon, she sat on my lap, both of us nude as clothes were thrown who knows where. A hand that was on her waist started moving, one grasping at her breast as I let my thumb graze over her nipple. She moaned as she massaged mines, beginning to move her hips towards mine. I could feel as her hand start to glide down my stomach, chills running down as her hand ghosted on top of my stomach, her light touch intentional as I gasped. I separated from the kiss, instantly attaching themselves to her neck as she moved to widen my legs.

She cursed softly as a fingertip grazed teasingly along my slit, a moan escaping her as I moved onto the next patch of abused skin. I moaned as a finger dove into me, a thumb rubbing against my clit at the same time. She kept it going for a moment before moving a fingertip inside me, judging from my reactions she decided to keep going. "Seeing you with that asshole was a pain." She said. I bit my lip as I felt myself grow more wet at her words, a hand grasping her wrist as she entered another digit. It wasn’t to stop her. I suppose it was to keep her there. I moved my head and captured her lips again, tongues fighting as she kept her movements. I brought my other hand up, massaging her breast. She moaned as my thumb rubbed her nipples, grasping at her breast at times. My other hand started to move further down, a fingertip gliding along her slit. I moaned from the wetness that gathered around my fingertip alone. I groaned as she separated from the kiss, giving a few thrusts before removing her hand. "Is something wrong?" I asked, her smiling at my expression. "Don’t worry, I won't leave you like that." She brought up her fingers, teasingly sticking out her tongue before placing them inside her move. My breath hitched as she kept a sensual gaze, sucking on them clean. She removed them with a pop from her mouth, bringing them to glide against my bottom lip.

“What do you want?” She asked, a finger pushing past my lips. I let in, sucking on her finger. After a moment I stopped, her removing it. “Can you eat me out?” I asked unashamedly, legs spreading to wrap around her waist. She gasped and a pleasured expression came over her as our pussies met, our wetness rubbing against each other. I let me head fall back, her lips attaching themselves to my neck. She bit lightly before straightening again, smirking down at me as she rocked against me. She moaned before moving off of me hurriedly. I used the moment to try to catch my breath, adjusting a pillow under my head. She got comfortable as she spread my legs, my thighs inches away from her head. She kissed along my thighs as she started to move down, hand coming around my thigh to spread my folds. I whined as she looked, smirking as she teased the bud. My heart was jumping out of my chest as I felt her breath ghost against my heated core, my hands grasping the sheets underneath me. "Saebyeok." I moaned as the tip of her tongue glided between my slit, circling lightly around my clit before repeating. Both of her hands rested on the outside of my thighs, digging in her nails lightly as she began to flatten her tongue against me. She pulled my hips further down as she quickened her pace, her tongue entering me teasingly every so often. I moaned, bringing one of my hands up to tease my breast while the other fell on top of her head. I couldn't help closing my eyes as I let her touch take up my mind. Nothing mattered as long as we kept this up. The pleasure meant more right now than anything else and I was going to enjoy it as much as I can. Who knows when I'll have the next chance now that I'm single.

"Fuck." I cursed as she moaned against me, her tongue moving wildly as I realized a warmth was missing from my thigh. Opening my eyes, I looked down. Her eyes met mines as I moved her hair away, her chin and lips shining with wetness as she wrapped her lips around my clit. I grasped her hair as she began to suck harshly, leaning up on my elbow to see where her hand went. With the help of a full length mirror on the wall across the bed, I could see her fingers moving quickly from her clit to her entrance, two digits entering as I saw her wetness start to move down her thighs. She let out a groan against me, sending vibrations that made me yell out. "You look so hot." I whined as I kept my eyes on her reflection, her tongue moving back to continue gliding harshly against me. I assumed she noticed, moaning as she shook her ass lightly, entering a third as her thumb started to move against her clit. My breath hitched as she did so, biting my lip as my hand on her head grabbed harder. "Is this good for you? Having me watch you touch yourself?" I suddenly asked, her eyes widening into surprise. I don't usually talk like that but watching the pleasure she took in it was worth it. She moaned, nodding frantically as she let her tongue enter me, reaching as far as she could as her busy hand started to thrust faster. I moaned before saying, "You should show me more. Maybe we could get a toy or two for you. Ah- you could show it off." She trembled, thrusting her tongue before moving back to quickly latch onto my clit. Her eyes closed, moaning more often as her fingers started to lose pace. "Make me come." Whining, she nodded. Her other hand left my thigh, moving down and entering three digits easily. I was more than ready as she started thrusting deep and quick, moaning and sucking on my clit. My thighs trembled as I let out yell of her name, hand grasping tightly as I struggled to keep my elbow up. Her eyes opened to see me fall apart, sending another jolt of pleasure as she did. She moaned and her eyes fluttered closed, continuing her actions as she came, watching as she shook slightly, fingers slowing down as we both came down from out highs.

I stared as I sat on my bed, watching as she gathered her clothes from around the room. "Thanks for that, by the way." I said awkwardly, her giving a nod. "It was the best I could do." She replied, plucking her underwear from off my dresser. "Things won't be awkward right?" I asked. She turned, giving an odd expression. "Of course not. I didn't regret it. Did you?" She asked. "No! It was amazing! I... I just wanted to make sure we're on the same page." I said nervously. She stayed silent for a second before giving a small laugh. "When you have those two toys ready, come see me." She said, winking before leaving my room, a warm feeling filling my chest.

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clueless-content-creator · 3 years ago

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Sae-Byeok Loving Breasts

NSFW and suggestive content below, proceed with caution!

• Usually, it will start when you're having a conversation with her or possibly watching a movie together. She'll just be staring at your chest in awe, not necessarily in terms of size but how firm and soft they are at the same time.

• If you're watching a movie or talking with Cheol around she definitely won't touch you at all and won't look at you as much instead, just steal quick glances.

• Sometimes she'll hug you from the back and then you'll lean back letting your head rest on her shoulder and she will get a slight glimpse of your breasts if you're wearing a loose shirt (maybe without a bra if you're more comfortable that way). Her hands will almost instantly go up to grab them and massage them, again if you (weren't/aren't) wearing a bra she'll lift up your shirt and tease your nipples while sucking on/kissing your neck.

• 100% the type of person to shamelessly stare at your breasts and fantasize the hell out of them. Especially when you've exercised and you are sweating because they'll look glossy.

• Also, the type of person to suck on/kiss your breasts as a stress reliever, for both you and her.

• The thing that turns her on the most is when you're wearing something that either emphasizes your breasts when they are smushed together (say in like a tight, low-cut shirt) or when the valley of your breasts is showing. Trust me, your clothes will be shredded off you in seconds once she gets a moment alone with you.

• She likes it too when you wear lingerie that focuses mostly on your breasts. Whether you are wearing it for her or yourself she still appreciates the fact that you are confident enough to wear it and have a decent amount of trust in her to be able to see it too.

• Overall she just wants to love you in every way. But she loves your breasts most of all, whatever the size is.

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saebyeokslefttoe · 3 years ago

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holy sins

summary: you a raging queer are forced to attend a christian summer camp and find yourself falling for the pastor’s daughter, ji-yeong. things take a turn when she feels the same way.

a/n: this one’s for my religious trauma. back when i used to think i was gonna burn in hell. this is for my parents' pastor who keeps teaching that you should disown your child if they ever turn out gay. this is for my fellow readers who are figuring/questioning your sexuality. you’re valid, and i love you no matter who you like to kiss <3

warnings: d/s dynamic, mommy kink, nsfw, modern au! squid game never existed.

you had no intention to attend your church's summer camp. everyone in the youth group knew no one went to learn about "our savior jesus christ." in fact, everyone who went were either children of pastors, horny bastards, or were forced by their religious parents.

you were part of the last group. your parents forced you to attend; apparently, your faith had been lagging lately. you needed "guidence." your dull-dense parents couldn't get the hint that you no longer wanted to be a part of the church.

but why? it was simple. you were a sinner, and you weren't going to change. every single sunday, pastor yeong would preach about the deadliest sins, including homosexuality, tricksters, and witchcraft. but didn't god see all sins the same?

why was it that a murderer or an abuser could be received with open arms, but if you fancy the same gender, you'll burn in the pits of hell? it was complete bullshit. you grew up hating yourself, thinking there was something wrong with you. and for what? to please some enchanting god?

was kissing a girl so bad? was it so wrong to want to fall in love, to have someone by your side? was it sinful to want to slow dance under the moonlight with a pretty girl in your arms? if it was so bad, why did it feel so good? why did it feel good to stare at the pastor's daughter ji-yeong from afar?

you noticed every single small detail about her how she rolled her eyes whenever the youth pastor began preaching or how she cracked her knuckles whenever she got bored. you noticed her orange/yellow highlights, which seemed to glow under the summer sun. the only thing you could do was stare, mesmerized by all her beauty.

you never thought she would notice you; nevertheless, talk to you. after all, she was the pastor's daughter. she most likely believed burning the gays was a good thing. little did you know, she also stared when you weren't looking.

"do you always stare or?" ji-yeong looked down at you as she gently tilted her head.

"what?" your train of thoughts were popped and had ji-yeong standing right in front of you. you didn't notice when she walked your way, and i guess you were lost in your own thoughts.

"oh, sorry. i wasn't staring. i was just thinking." you lied.

"thinking about what?" she questioned, taking a seat next to you on the wooden stairs.

"how this camp fucking sucks." you replied, as you played with your beaded bracelets. "no offense."

"none taken." ji-yeong spoke, resting her chin on her hand. "i agree, all the interesting people are nowhere to be found."

you took a small look at the girl beside you as you nodded. "well, a church camp doesn't attract interesting people."

"are you calling me boring?"

"i never said that."

"but you implyed it."

"did not."

"did too."

"did not!"

"did too!"

"don't you have a group to preach too?" you spoke sarcastically.

"don't you have someone else to stare at?" ji-yeong replied, with a playful grin.

"like if i would ever stare at you." you rolled your eyes playfully. not only was she pretty, but also cheeky with a sense of playfulness. what more could you ask for?

"whatever you say." ji-yeong stood up from her seat.

"in a matter of fact, i actually do have a group to preach too." she half-smiled. "i'll see you around, bambi." ji-yeong spoke as she walked off.

things were about to get exciting.

ever since your small but pleasant interaction with ji-yeong, you found yourself spending time with her. first, it was the invitation to go swimming in the lake, and you accepted and ended up playing mermaids with ji-yeong. you had a blast.

then ji-yeong asked if you wanted to be on her team for sharks and minnows. you agreed, ji-yeong got to the shark and tackled you into the grass. you still remember the small sly smirk on her face as she spoke, "i got you, bambi. you're a slow runner."

you two sneaked out of your cabins to meet up by the lake or the camp's garden under the moonlight to solely talk. you learned a lot about ji-yeong. you learned that she pierced her nose and nearly gave her father a heart attack. you also learned that her father wasn't a good person.

you tried comforting her, but she assured you that it was fine. it was clearly not fine. you made sure to give her a helping hand, as well as make her a friendship bracelet.

ji-yeong learned a lot about you too. she discovered that you had no interest in being a christian. she didn't blame you; in fact, she felt the same way. she also learned that your parents were the worse, forcing religion on you. telling you that the end of times are coming soon.

"i'm assuming you got in trouble with your parents for them to throw you into this shithole." ji-yeong spoke, as she sat on the grass, playing with it. it was late, and it was around maybe three am.

you felt a breeze of cold air, making you shiver. "yeah, i did. i guess my faith was malfunctioning.. it was either that or.. nevermind." you cut yourself off, and you were not about to out yourself. well, at least not yet.

ji-yeong noticed your shivers; she zipped down her brown, colored sweater, taking it off as she handed it to you. "what's with the whole mystery? you're not an ax murderer, or are you?" she chuckled.

you couldn't help but let out a small laugh as you took her sweater, putting it on. "oh no! you've learned my secret. it's better that i take you out." you played around.

"take me out on a date?"

"wait what.." you trailed off.

"i'm joking. lighten up, bambi."

"will you stop calling me that."

"nope!" ji-yeong smiled as she looked at the glowing moon. "if you could go anywhere with anyone where would you go?"

you thought for a few seconds before replying. "far away from here. somewhere peaceful and where i can be who i am. perharps a small village or the countryside. i would run away with my girlfriend, or partner." you explained.

yes, you were aware that you came out to ji-yeong, but a part of you was eager to do so. ji-yeong wasn't the judging type, or at least she never judged you.

a smile crawled up onto ji-yeong face as she proudly nodded. "sounds like a good plan."

"what about you?" you questioned.

"i want to leave this country. somewhere more accepting, maybe an island or california in the united states. i would buy a house, a cat, and i would fall in love. my lover, they would be sweet, kind, funny, and they would give good head too."

"ji-yeong!" you gasped, widening your eyes.

"what? i'm just being honest. don't you want a girlfriend who gives good head?" she questioned casually.

you shrugged, "i guess you're right."

"i'm always right." ji-yeong took a small glace at your lips.

"have you ever kissed a girl?" she blurted out.

you turned your head facing her as you nodded. "yeah, i have. i've had lots of practice."

"good to know." she spoke as she faced you.

"why's that?"

"i can think of many ways you can use that mouth."

that's what all it took. the air was now filled with sexual tension. you could feel the urge to touch her. the only problem was if you did, anyone could walk out of their cabins and see you, but you didn't care. your eyes were filled with lust and desperation. before you knew it, ji-yeongs lips were on yours.

you get pulled on top of ji-yeong, now straddling her lap. “you are the most beautiful person i ever saw,” ji-yeong whispers, as she presses little kisses along your jawline.

ji-yeong plays with the hem of your shirt before unbuttoning it. “wow, no bra, this is all for me?” you blush at her comment, cupping her face as you pull her in a deep lustful kiss.

ji-yeong pulled away as she tilted her head slightly. "i asked you a question, bambi. i expect you to answer it." her soft hands play with the edge of your shorts, gliding her hands up and down the crevasses of your hips.

you let out a small whimper, "yes, it's all for you, only you babe." you grind your hips down to meet her soft thigh.

"someone's needy." ji-yeong teased.

"only for you."

ji-yeong flipped you over, her hand still grasping you by the hips. you were now under her. she was in control. she licks over your sensitive nipple. gently massaging your breasts with her soft palms. ji-yeong lips are wrapped around your nipple, causing your back to arches out in pleasure. “feels so good," you moan.

"you have to be quiet, we wouldn't like the camp to know how much of a whore you are. or would we?" ji-yeong ridiculed, moving down her hands, rubbing your inner thighs, pulling down your shorts. ji-yeong looks in awe of the sight of your soft cotton panties. “you look so pretty all needy under me,” she praises.

"may i?" ji-yeong signals to your panties. all she wanted was to tear them off.

you gave her a small nod, not a moment wasted, ji-yeong gently pulled down your panties.

"stop teasing, it's not fair." you whined. you felt your clit throbbing for attention.

soon enough, you felt ji-yeong finger finding your arousal, gliding gently down your exposed cunt. you eventually get the contact you so much desired when she goes down to lick your clit, flicking in an upwards motion. her hands pressed your hips down to keep you in place while she sucked on your clit. you squirm under her.

"bambi, you have to stay still for me, i'm trying to make you feel good." you nod as you try to stay still as much as you can.

she licks up your slit, letting go of you to press two fingers in your clit. jiyeong curls her fingers up, receiving more moans out of you. “you’re so wet for me.” she teases, as your cheeks heat up, legs clenching.

her fingers dive deep into you once more, bringing you close to your orgasm. the cold breeze blew through ji-yeong hair, making it sway across the side of her face. she looked like a sex god.

“i'm really close love,” you blubber out.

ji-yeong was now rubbing circular motion on your clit. "come for me,” she moans out. with one final pump of ji-yeong fingers, you are unraveling under her. your release spreads across her fingers as you breathe heavily.

you guys both fall back down, lying next to each other.

ji-yeong looks over you, "we're definitely going to hell."

you couldn't help but chuckle. "most likely, yeah. as along as i'm with you, i'll be alright."

ji-yeong reached over, grabbing your hand, intertwining your fingers together. "does this make me your girlfriend?"

i guess summer camp wasn't bad after all.

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