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[alsadeekalsadouk]

Mythical Animals on Romans coins:

The presence of animals and religious beliefs on Roman coins reflects the intertwining of cultural symbolism and political propaganda in ancient Rome.

Animals on Coins as Symbolism of Power, Animals depicted on coins often represented strength and sovereignty.

Cultural Significance : The portrayal of animals like horses or mythical creatures such as Pegasus served to connect emperors with divine or heroic narratives, enhancing their legitimacy and authority.

Religious Beliefs/ Animal Sacrifice, Animal sacrifice was central to Roman religious practices, believed to appease the gods and ensure societal harmony. The rituals involved specific procedures and were deeply embedded in their religious life, reflecting the Romans' obligation to maintain proper rites (religio) to avoid divine displeasure.

Integration of Beliefs The incorporation of animal motifs on coins can also be seen as a reflection of broader cultural shifts, particularly during the transition from paganism to Christianity, where the understanding and significance of animals evolved. #archaeology #history #ancient #art #Caesar #ancienthistory #archaeological #rome #italy #roman_empire #roma #heritage #roman_republic #archaeologylife #Orichalcum #Roman_mythology #italia #medallion #romancoin #romanarcheology #romanancientcoins#aureus #denarius #dupondius #follis #antoninianus #sestertius #fils #alsadeekalsadouk #الصديق_الصدوق

[unholybacon355]

Kinktober Day 4 - Minatozaki Sana x Kim Dahyun

Kinktober Masterlist

Dahyun wasn’t sure anymore that this deal benefits her, and couldn't remember why she agreed with this. Of course the main reason is that she isn’t able to say no to her girlfriend, the one and only Minatozaki Sana. When she asks with that smile and her puppy eyes there is nothing on this earth that Dahyun wouldn’t do for her. And when Sana came home with a gift Momo made to them (Damn Momo, this is her fault in the first place) of course it was a matter of time for Dahyun to give into her pleas. And of course was her who ended using the damn toy.

The little box Momo gave to them contained a small vibrator that could be activated with an app, one of those toys that for some reason was trending at the time, and all the streamers use. But Dahyun or Sana were not in that kind of business. Sana worked on marketing and Dahyun was part time barista at a local coffee shop, while waiting to graduate from college. 

On this particular day Sanan has been working since lunchtime on her own corner at the shop, while Dahyun was on duty serving coffee and giving to the customers the pastries they brought. And what made it so unfair was the fact that Dahyun was the one wearing the toy at work and Sana was the one turning up and down the intensity of the vibrations. The constantly movement of the toy on her inside was like some kind of torture to Dahyun, who was much more a girl of vanilla sex, and wasn’t used to walk around her workplace with her underwear completely ruined. 

Ok, Dahyun wasn’t used to this kind of sensation or this “fear” to make a weird face when Sana turned the toy to the max level for a few seconds. But the fact that they both were the only ones in the entire world that knew what was really happening kinda turned her on. The way her internal walls were clenching around the toy and her clit was demanding to be touched have made things to her. 

“Everything ok honey?” Sana asked with her most innocent tone when Dahyun left over the table the cinnamon roll her girlfriend just ordered. The korean girl wasn't able to elaborate a response because at that very moment Sana turned the toy at the max level and instead of turning down after a few second, like the other times, this time she just let it there while Dahyun pressed together her legs and lips, forcing to stay inside her mouth the moan that was threatening to escape from her. The innocent smile on Sana’s face was the last thing Dahyun could tolerate at this point. 

Still trying to walk with her thighs the closer she could, because Sana didn't turn off the toy, Dahyun headed to the small service bathroom they have at the shop for the employees, and locked the door behind her. Very soon her jeans were around her knees, and she allowed herself to touch her crotch still covered by the thin fabric of her panties. Immediately a shiver ran through her spine to her entire body 

Dahyun’s cute white panties were completely soaked, ruined, there is no way she could use it again. Not in a million years could she clean the stain of fluid, not even washing the garment every day for the rest of her life this could be clean again. They were ruined and the toy inside her was still moving at a demonic speed making her release more fluid over the already flooded pantie.

But suddenly the buzzing sound coming from Dahyun’s center stopped letting her feel a little bit of relief, during just five seconds because that was the time it took Sana to knock on the door. “Are you ok Dahyun-ah?” Why did her coworkers let Sana come to check her? They knew about their relationship, that wasn't any secret, but still Sana wasn’t supposed to be allowed to be there. “Everything is ok?” Dahyun could not tolerate this. She has been being physically teased for hours and now her girlfriend is even verbally teasing her. That was seriously too much.

Sana wasn’t able to knock again because Dahyun opened the door and practically pulled her inside the small bathroom. “You know how I am. Now take care of what you have done.” Again not letting time for Sana to make a move Dahyun glued her lips over her girlfriend’s still grabbing her by the blouse collar. Of course Sana didn’t waste time and kissed back putting all the arousal she had builded over the day watching how her girlfriend had troubles keeping the calm when the toy was vibrating inside her at maximum speed. 

Soon Dahyun was pressed against the wall with the toy buzzing again, this time just at a medium speed, and Sana´s fingers playing with her delicate folds over the soaked fabric of the panties. They were suppressing their moans with each other's mouths, parting ways just for a few seconds to catch a breath and leave small kisses here and there. 

Quickly Sana’s expert fingers pulled aside the fabric to freely play with Dahyun’s small pleasure button. Her clit was so sensitive that even the small touch sent jolts over her entire body, already making her legs shake and causing her troubles to stay standing. Her entire weight was pressed against the wall while Sana replaced the toy with her own fingers. If that wasn't blasphemy Dahyun would have said that it felt like heaven.

More moans, more kisses, more pushing and pulling from Sana’s fingers, and especially more fluids coming from Dahyun center. Now it was Sana's hand that was covered by the thin layer of sticky fluids, making the movement of her fingers even more easy. Like if Dahyun’s center wasn’t already gladly receiving them. Like if Sana wasn’t able to feel her internal walls clenching against her digits and her girlfriend’s clit throbbing over the touches of her thumb.

Dahyun was so close. That was evident by the way she was practically shaking, biting her lower lip to repress her moans while Sana kissed the right spot on her neck. Or by the way she was pushing her hips against her girlfriend’s hand, seeking more friction. Dahyun was really close.

The Korean graved Sana´s face by the sides and kissed her again, putting all her effort to moan directly on her mouth while the strongest orgasm she had had on moths hitted her body.  The tremors were almost uncontrollable causing Sana to use her free hand to help Dahyun to support her weight, while the fingers on her other hand were almost crushed by the way Dahyun’s insides were convulsing on the unholy dance of the sexual climax.

Once Dahyun’s body stopped shaking and her feet could support her weight again Sana kissed her forehead in a very romantic way, as if just a few moments ago her fingers hadn't been buried deep in Dahyun's cunt. But recovering her mischievous behavior after this lovely show of affection, Sana put her fingers on her mouth and started cleaning Dahyun’s slick form her hand, always making eye contact. While her girlfriend could just stare at her still having troubles breathing normally. “Gonna say to your boss that you have tummy aches. I think Jihyo won't have a problem giving you the afternoon off. ” Sana said after leaving her fingers all clean, and with that she left the small bathroom leaving Dahyun there, with her jeans still around her knees, her pantie ruined than ever, and the toy still buzzing on the floor.

[briankang]

the more....simple version?

[connabeth]

i won’t let you choke (on the noose around your neck)

percabeth | canon | 10k

written with the lovely @silenab, thank you for indulging me, it’s been an honor. happy birthday percy, here’s the woman you love torturing herself mentally and physically, hope you appreciate it!

Time moves, unforgiving like the sea, relentless and indifferent, sweeping away the days with a rhythm that carries everyone forward, everyone but her. Her feet are anchored ankle-deep in the sand, fighting the tide urging her to move. But she remains rooted, caught in the undertow of a memory, a place where the world was a little simpler, or perhaps where the pain was less excruciating. It’s like she’s invisible, this time without the hat, a ghost watching as the tides of time erase the footprints of what once was while she stands there, watching people pass her through, an echo of the past.

Annabeth is left with a fickle ankle, immune to ambrosia and nectar, that seems to take pleasure in catching her off-guard, rendering her limb useless, the heat of humiliation spreading up her leg and to her cheeks like a wildfire. She’s angry. She’s so, so angry. The condemnation of being helpless, worthless, unable to do simple things herself, a burden to every poor soul unfortunate enough to come across her. To Percy, especially, once he finds out. She pushes that thought to the side. He can’t see her like this. She refuses to let him.

More so than a perfidious ankle haunted by phantom pains, she is missing her limbs entirely. Her backpack, brand-new, sits empty, devoid of that precious laptop she cherished more than most things, gifted to her by none other than Daedalus himself, home to secrets and technology so revolutionary that people would only be able to comprehend it fifty years from now. The faded blue Yankees cap, once a staple in her wardrobe, gifted to her by her mother, in what she’d believed to be a token of love and faith and favoritism, collects dust inside her nightstand drawer because she can’t bear to look at it without wanting to tear it to shreds.

And, most importantly…the cool press of metal that had burrowed a home against her hip for over a decade. Gifted to her by a boy who’s charming grin and cerulean eyes and conniving tongue had sounded, looked, and felt like home, with the promise that she would meet a much less tragic fate than its previous owner. A piece of metal that had had her back through everything, an extension of her arm, quick and sharp and lethal, like its wielder, the manifestation of the Great Prophecy itself, the underlying curse of betrayal and hope etched into the bronze hilt, the memory of someone she used to love living within it. And now it’s gone. Just like that. Strapped to her waist is a blade of cool ivory, much longer, also ridden with loss, almost as painful.

Annabeth knows the only part of herself that is left is Percy and she’d─she’d shattered that too. Dragged the poor lovesick fool into hell and made him a shell of himself, effectively ruining all that remains.

Her voice grows hoarse and her throat feels like drinking from the Phlegethon would be a mercy. She clutches at the unruly curls on her head, eyes squeezed shut, tugging, tugging, tugging, and the noise ringing in her ears is so, so loud. Her scalp screams in protest and she lets go, only to dig her nails into her palms and the flesh of her exposed thighs. Her fist and fingers tremble with the anguish of a thousand broken promises. She doesn’t know how long she stays like that, but her mind vaguely registers that it might be too long.

Annabeth opens her eyes with a stuttered breath and stares at the beautiful sanguine crescents littering her thighs, her tender brown skin so soft, so yielding to the deliberate press of her nails that made a home there, a landscape carved of contempt and penance. It doesn’t relieve the deep-seated ache in her chest but she doesn’t care. The sting of the lacerated skin doesn’t register in her mind and she finds herself wishing the blood would flow a little thinner, a little faster. For every ounce of blood Percy’s shed for her, wasted on her, she wants to bleed twofold. She wants to pay back her debt in flesh and blood, though she’s deeply aware that the damage she’s done to him is irreversible and no amount of rotten flesh, no amount of noxious blood could mend his broken parts back together and absolve her of her guilt.

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[arjyles]

i wanna be a cowboy babyyyyy

[tokkiens]

✿ㅤsana ﹙twice﹚ㅤlockscreen

[spiffyhearts]

Jihyo encouraging ShaSha ᴸᴼᴸ 🥂ᵗᶦᵖˢʸ ˢᵃⁿᵃ ᶦˢ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰᶦⁿᵍ ᵉˡˢᵉ 💋... guessing they partied pretty hard that night ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵃᵐᵉʳᵃˢ ᵗᵘʳⁿᵉᵈ ᵒᶠᶠ🎉🍸🥳

ᵀʰᶦˢ ʷᵃˢ ˢᵃᶦᴰᵃ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵈᵃʸ, ᶦⁿ ᵗʰᵉᶦʳ ᵒʷⁿ ʷᵒʳˡᵈ 😘

[emunpd]

Saida Aisu Icons!

For @daintykill's event! Day 05! A character with your favorite aesthetic! Ou a character that fits your aesthetic/your dream aesthetic!

f2u ! Credit required ! Reblogs appreciated ! For event ! Divs by @vashwoodyuri !

Note from Sayton! Mmmmm Casino aesthetic yum

[devdas5z]

Mistress Saida

[xrilachanx]

ᵂʰᵉⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ˢᵃⁿᵃ ʰᵃˢ ᵃⁿ ᵉᵐᵒᵗᶦᵒⁿᵃˡ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵏᵈᵒʷⁿ ᴰᵘᵇᵘ ᶦˢ ᵃˡʷᵃʸˢ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ᵗᵒ ᶜᵒᵐᶠᵒʳᵗ ʰᵉʳ. ᵃˡʷᵃʸˢ ʷᶦᵗʰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵒˢᵗ ᶜᵒᵐᵖᵃˢˢᶦᵒⁿᵃᵗᵉ/ᶜᵃʳᶦⁿᵍ ˡᵒᵒᵏ ᵒⁿ ʰᵉʳ ᶠᵃᶜᵉ💜🤍➳💘

[alsadeekalsadouk]

Gold Medallion of Alexander the Great

Gold Medallion with portrait of Alexander the Great (Aboukir, Egypt) 242-243 CE, Alexander the Great gazes heavenward and bears a shield decorated with signs of the zodiac. The back depicts Alexander and Nike, goddess of victory, riding in a chariot, flanked by the deities Roma and Mars.

 Photographed at the Walters Art Museum, Baltimore, Maryland.

#Gold #Medallion#Alexander_the_Great #egyptology #archeology #ancientegypt #egyptian #travel #ancient #egipto #egypte #cairo #history #archeology #thisisegypt #visitegypt #ancienthistory #egyptianart #egipt #luxor #egitto #archaeology #pyramids #travelphotography #stater #egyptshots #madeinegypt #drachma #ancientegyptian #hieroglyphs #الصديق_الصدوق

[unholybacon355]

Melting

Sana x Dahyun

Word Count: 2.1k 

A/N: No, I don't just write about Jihyo ahahahah, and also... Thanks to the persons who helped me this time, you know who you are but i still don't know if i have permission to named you. Anyways, enjoy it.

It was quite a compromising situation, at least seen from Dahyun's perspective. OK yes. She was sitting on the sofa, which was quite normal, nothing out of the ordinary, but it was what was between her and the sofa that made the difference. Or rather, who stood between Dahyun and the piece of furniture.

Sitting on the couch, and obviously under Dubu, was Sana. Or was it Dahyun who was over her? Interesting question, for which the Korean did not have an answer right now. The important thing was that the body of the Japanese rather than getting in the way, what she did was support Dahyun's weight. Because for God sake, at this precise moment she wasn't able to stay upright, much less stand up.

The sweat on her back made the skin stick to Sana's breasts, even when her pleasure forced her to arch a little she could feel the other girl's body against hers. The soft mounds of her pressing against her flesh, and even the stiff buttons that crowned them digging into her back. But the truth was, she didn't have much time to think about it right now.

Sana's hands ran over her body in a skillful way. Oh!, those hands that she loved so much but she did not dare to admit it. The hands paying special attention to her chest, kneading Dahyun's breasts like a cat kneading her bed; while her fingers played with the Korean girl's rigid nipples. Oh, those wonderful hands. However, her mouth was not far behind, depositing small kisses behind the ear of the minor, or sucking along her neck. She even sometimes licked the thin layer of sweat that began to accumulate on Dubu, since the temperature had risen a lot in the room. Especially since they had undressed.

How everything had happened was something they didn't want to think about, they only had each other in this wonderful moment. All Dahyun understood was that now things had changed and neither of them had to hide what she felt anymore. Certainly an important issue to have reached the way they were now. Sana completely naked and Dahyun only keeping the lower part of her underwear. The Japanese sitting on the sofa and the Korean over her with her back to her. The older one hands running through the body of the younger one and giving her as much pleasure as possible.

In any case, the truth was that for Sana this was not a difficult task. Dahyun had fantasized so many times about those wonderful hands running over her body, that practically the moment the fingertips of the older one touched her pale skin, she melted without remedy.

Dahyun looked down and saw Sana's hands playing with her chest. Seeing those gorgeous veiny hands grabbing her tits only made her wetter, if that was even possible at this point. Clearly her underwear was already ruined, but she couldn't care less about that now. All she wanted was to replace that sodden garment with her stark nakedness. Giving Sana access to the most intimate corners of her body, exposing as much skin as possible for her skilled hands to roam.

Somehow their minds seemed to be connected as the Japanese released one of Dahyun's breasts to make her hand go down the minor's body. She traced the shape of her muscles with a finger, outlining every inch of an impatient Dahyun's abdomen. The action only contributed to get small moans from the Korean. Luckily they were alone in the apartment and no one could hear them, but that didn't make it any less embarrassing. After all she was almost naked on top of hers, until recently her best friend, begging for more of her touch.

“Dahyun-aaah. You look really needy for my hands.” A small nervous giggle accompanied Sana's lewd words, as if she felt embarrassed after saying them. Of course, this was not reflected in her actions, since her left hand continued to play with the corresponding breast of the minor; while her right hand was now fully resting on Dahyun's abdomen.

Dubu's body seemed to burn where Sana's palm rested, making the temperature of her abs skyrocket. Torturously descending in a march so slow that it seemed to Dahyun that she was not even moving. Setting her body on fire and increasing the temperature where Dahyun needed that hand the most.

The kissing and sucking never stopped on her neck, on her ear and jaw, even on her shoulder. But she needed them somewhere else, maybe on her tits or where even Sana's hands hadn't reached yet. However she was sure that she was not going to get that today, the Japanese were not going to give her that privilege tonight. She still began to rock her hips back and forth, in a pathetic attempt to get some friction where she was depriving her. Which only guarantees a new nervous and seductive giggle from the other girl. “Dahyun-aaah. Are you so needy?"

Finally Sana's fingers reached the edge of her underwear, and to the younger girl's surprise the other girl continued to descend over the garment until she placed her hand directly on Dahyun's crotch. Moisture was now soaking through Sana's fingers, covering them in a thin, sticky film. As expected the underwear was completely ruined and offered virtually no protection as Sana began drawing circles directly over Dahyun's most sensitive part. Even so, it prevented her from what she longed for right now, what she wanted madly and what she had imagined so many times in the past.

It was clear that Dahyun wanted, and she couldn't hide it anymore, Sana's fingers inside her. Those precious fingers that had her so crazy, so madly in love in secret. To be honest, she wasn't just in love with her fingers, but with the whole thing. With her gestures, with her giggle, with the way she looked at her, with her skin tone, with how defined her muscles were lately, with how kind and caring she was with everybody. How she cared for her and how she was a little jealous of her when there was someone potentially “Dangerous” around Dahyun. Of all those little details that apparently no one else could see, because otherwise she couldn't imagine how the whole world wasn't madly in love with Minatozaki Sana. But it was those hands and her fine fingers that kept her awake. The same fingers that for some devious reason were now so close, but not yet inside her.

Sana kept drawing circles on Dahyun's flooded intimacy, without stopping the kisses on the neck or caresses on the chest. Doing everything at a pace and with a coordination that invited one to imagine that she, too, had been wanting this for a long time. As if both of them had finally given free rein to all her fantasies. Fantasies where they abandoned their masks of sweet and adorable people, and gave themselves up to more mundane and adult desires.

A muffled gasp from her own mouth brought Dahyun back to reality. Sana's intrusive hand had finally ventured into the innermost reaches of her being, slipping under her underwear. She could feel her wet fingers playing with the sensitive bud that was her clit, giving her a pleasure she never thought she could have. Her deft digits rolled the sensitive organ in a dance she hoped would never end, drawing more moans from her mouth. This time perfectly audible, loud and real as the love she felt for the girl who was giving her so much pleasure.

She wanted to tell her something, return her caresses in some way, but it was really difficult for her to speak. Instead of words all that came out of her mouth were moans and gasps, maybe a couple of letters together but nothing more. Right now she was nothing more than clay being molded by Sana's skilled hands. She wasn't able to articulate any words, so she had no reliable way to let the other girl know how much she enjoyed her touch. Though certainly the moans, the way she writhed, and how wet she was were surely giving her a clue as to what she was feeling right now.

Then nothing more than a gasp that filled her lungs with air and stopped her breathing for a few seconds, could show what she had felt when Sana finally invaded her. When she finally could feel those fingers making their way through her sensitive flesh moistened by so many external caresses. She rested her head on the Japanese woman's shoulder with her eyes tightly closed and her lips parted wide. As if she was going to scream at any moment, but no sound came out of her mouth. She was gasping for air even though her lungs were full, and the world was spinning and she felt like she was going to fall even though she was sitting firmly on top of Sana.

She looked down, where her legs were open and the Japanese's hand merged with her body. She looked with the hope of finally after so many fantasies to see those fingers of hers entering her and leaving herself. Hoping to see what she had dreamed of for so long. But fate was cruel and despite the fact that she was living it, her own underwear prevented her from seeing it. That long-ruined garment already covered Sana's hand and kept that beautiful sight away from her eyes. She was only able to see the fabric moving as if it were echoes of Sana's fingers. Nothing more than a shadow show that kept her away from the light.

Still what she felt was wonderful. If when she touched her abdomen her muscles seemed to burn, now they were close to melting point. She felt such heat in the center of her that she didn't understand how things around her didn't spontaneously combust. How was it that this room was not engulfed by the flames of her passion as the two of them did. They were certainly questions that had no answers and she had better things to think about right now.

In constant swing of the fingers inside her, in addition to the caresses in the rest of her body, they were throwing her to her limit. Her legs couldn't take any more tension, her feet only rested on the tips of her fingers making her carry all her weight against Sana. The temperature rose to unimaginable extremes throughout her body, every last one of her muscles seemed about to burn. It was hard for her to breathe normally, and thinking was an almost impossible task for her. Her mind was flooded by everything the Japanese woman made her feel, so there was only room for pleasure in her head. She felt so hot, as if her small body was wrapped in a heavy blanket that made her feel hotter and hotter.

Now her entire body was trembling, being run through by spasms that emanated from her crotch to the rhythm of Sana's fingers. Tremors ran through her, altering her body chemistry. That added to the high temperature that it had reached had ended up clouding her senses, throwing her beyond all limits known to her. She was totally overwhelmed by the thousands of sensations she felt in every fiber of her body. As if she were in the center of a whirlwind of pleasure.

And so without warning her muscles clenched one last time, throwing her into the abyss of climax. Feeling how she came in Sana's hand while she rested her head on the Japanese's shoulder one more time. Feeling an overwhelming relief and exhaustion at the same time throughout her body.

The Japanese woman helped her ride her orgasm by moving her fingers slower and slower until they came to a complete stop, and hugging her tightly with her other arm. Once the spasms ended she managed to lean back on the sofa and put the tired Dahyun next to her. The Korean could only react by hugging her by her waist and hiding her head on the japanese chest. There were too many things to talk about, too many things to say, but this was not the time. They both had to rest, and judging by Dahyun's calm and rhythmic breathing, she had already fallen asleep.

“Rest Dahyun-ah. You did very well ”Then Sana also hugged her before kissing the top of her head affectionately, and the two of them fell asleep on the sofa in the living room. Tired but happy beyond limits. Both with a wide smile on their faces.

[otwicepairing]

saida/∞

[nayeonie99]

Sana x Dahyun / You are just dreaming

Dahyun got woken up in the middle of the night by the feeling of gentle kisses against her cheek and neck. She stirred a bit and when she slowly opened her eyes, she stared straight into cinnamon-brown.

"U-Unnie? What are you doing?". Dahyun rasped out, her voice still full of sleep.

"Nothing, you're just dreaming Dahyun-ah". Sana responded and started placing opened-mouthed kisses down Dahyun's jawline and neck.

"U-Unnie". Dahyun gasped and clenched her hands into Sana's shoulders.

"Shhh, it's okay Hyunie. Just close your eyes, this is just a dream". Sana repeated and started taking off Dahyun's clothes. Just then Dahyun realised that Sana was hovering above her completely naked.

Sana's skin looked so smooth, like porcelain. Her collarbones were strongly pronounced, her breasts were just the perfect size, with pink, hard nipples. Flat tummy with a little abs, slim waist and sexy hipbones and legs that went on for miles.

But the most important thing was Sana's dick. Around 7-inches long, thick and veiny. Pre-cum was already leaking out and when Dahyun looked at Sana in the dim-lit room, she finally understood what it means to sin.

"What are you doing?". Dahyun huffed out, when she felt Sana spreading her legs. She didn't even realise that Sana successfully undressed her, leaving her completely naked on her bed.

Sana just smirked at her, before she knelt in front of Dahyun's spread legs, to let her thumb run over her clit.

"A-Ah". Dahyun moaned and balled her hands into the sheets.

"Hmm". Sana smirked and leaned down to press their lips together. Dahyun gasped into the kiss, which Sana instantly took advantage of.

Sana's tongue entered Dahyun's mouth, swirling her own around hers, sucking it into her mouth, before biting Dahyun's bottom with.

"Unnie...". Dahyun cried out when Sana pushed her dick inside of her in one go. Her hands clenched into Sana's hair and when Sana started thrusting in and out of her, Dahyun felt her eyes tearing up by how good and full Sana made her full.

"That's my girl". Sana hummed and grabbed Dahyun's chin between her fingers to make her look at her, "You're such a good girl, taking me so well Hyunie". Sana rasped out making Dahyun cry out in pleasure.

Sana tightly grabbed Dahyun's slim waist, thrusting into the younger girl at a hard pace. She watched Dahyun's tits move, and the way the younger girls lips were parted, letting out those sweet noises. The blush on her cheeks and nose, the clenched brows and the hazed look in her eyes turned Sana on even more.

When Sana pressed her hands against the underside of Dahyun's thighs, so her legs are even more spread, Dahyun let out a loud squeal.

"Fuck". Dahyun cried out and Sana smirked, leaning forward, so they're looking in each other's eyes.

"Look at that bad mouth of yours Hyunie. Didn't know you could curse like that". Sana started pounding into her, making Dahyun's eyes roll back, before letting her nails scratch down Sana's naked back, which made her moan out loudly.

"Unnie". Dahyun cried out again, making Sana moan once more. She felt Dahyun's pussy clench around her dick, making it hard to move.

"Are you gonna cum for me Dahyunie?". Sana huffed out before she placed Dahyun's legs on top of her shoulders, fucking into her even harder, making their skin clap harshly against each other.

"Ah, ah, ah". Dahyun sobbed out before she felt her tummy clench and her legs trembling. Sana hummed and kept moving into her slowly, to let her ride out the orgasm.

"Good girl, Hyunie". Sana breathed out, before slowly pulling out of her, to turn her around on all fours.

"You're doing so good for me, I'm so proud of you". Sana said before she pushed back into her. Dahyun let out a shaky huff, before she held herself up on her forearms.

"Just like that princess". Sana moaned when Dahyun started meeting her thrusts. Her hands tightly gripped her hips, angling her own hips to hit that specific part in Dahyun.

"You drive me crazy". Sana whispered out, but Dahyun still heard it. Sana reached forward to press Dahyun's face into the mattress, pounding her dick so hard into her, that the bed started moving slightly.

"Fuck, yes baby". Sana rasped out before spanking Dahyun's ass, making the younger girl cry out again.

"Unnie, please". Dahyun sobbed out, hands clenched into the bedsheets.

"Please what? Tell me what you want". Sana said before spanking her again.

"I wanna cum". Dahyun cried out, making Sana smirk, "Yeah? You want me to make you cum princess?". Sana asked and spanked her again.

"Y-Yes, please". Dahyun sobbed out, tears were flowing down her eyes by now.

"Look at you, begging me to make you cum. You're such a little slut". Sana rasped out, which made Dahyun clench hard around her dick.

"Look at you. You like me calling you that? Huh?". Sana asked and spanked her again, "Are you my little slut, Hyunie?". Sana spanked her again. Dahyun's ass was red already, by how harsh Sana was hitting her there.

"Fuck, yes. I'm your slut. Unnie, please". Dahyun sobbed out, which made Sana's jaw go slack by how much she was enjoying this right now.

"Good girl Hyunie. Cum for me". Sana rasped out, before pounding into her one last time. This was the last straw for Dahyun, because after just a few more thrusts she squirted all over Sana's legs and dick.

"Oh my fucking god". Sana moaned out, before pulling out of Dahyun, to cum all over her ass.

The last thing Dahyun heard was a sweet voice whispering in her ear, "Sweet dreams Dahyunie", before she passed out and everything went black.

When she woke up the next day, she instantly looked under the blanket, to see that she's dressed in her pyjamas. She ran into the bathroom to check if she has hickeys somewhere, but none.

Did she really just dream all of this? It felt so real to her. She decided to take a long shower and then walk down to the rest of the members to have breakfast together.

When she entered the kitchen and eight pair of eyes were staring at her, she felt caught, as if they all know something she doesn't.

"Good morning". She slightly smiled, before she sat down between Sana and Momo.

"Good morning Hyunie". Sana said next to her and for some reason, Dahyun felt her heart beat picking up in an instance.

"Did you had sweet dreams?". Sana whispered in her ear and Dahyun felt the shivers creeping up her entire body.

"Y-Yes, I did". Dahyun stuttered out and she didn't even had to look at Sana, to know she was smirking right now.

"What did you dream about?". Jihyo asked and all eyes were on her again.

"Oh- umm...just...stuff". Dahyun stuttered out, before shoving a spoonful of her breakfast in her mouth.

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Henriette Willebeek le Mair (SAIDA), 1889-1966

Illustration for “Babes in the Wools” advertising, 1923.