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Day One: Public
Bada Lee x Reader
On the first day of christmas my true love gave to me: a public fingering.
18+ MDNI!
“baby please hurry up! we’re gonna be late!” bada yelled from the kitchen of your apartment.
“im almost ready!” you respond, finishing up your makeup.
basically… bada has been here waiting on you for twenty five minutes. you’re supposed to be having dinner with her team before the holidays, but you couldn’t find the perfect outfit. you were just starting your makeup when she arrived.
“baby please. this is why i told you at three to start getting ready.” she says, sounding upset.
“im sorry, honey.” you say walking downstairs. “im all done. i just need help strapping my heels.”
her jaw drops when you emerge from the bedroom, her eyes raking over the blue, strapless dress you have on. “okay maybe it was worth the wait.” she mumbles before she kneels down helping you slip on your red bottoms and strapping them on your ankle.
“thank you honey.” you say pecking her lips when she comes back up. “i like this skirt on you.” you say fixing it for her.
“thank you, now let’s go.” she grabs your hand pulling you out the door.
fifteen minutes later, you’re pulling up to the restaurant where you see the other girls waiting at the door.
“finally!” lusher exclaims. “next time we’ll pick up y/n.”
“yeah and you’ll be just as late. she was starting her makeup then i got there.” bada mumbles.
“sorry- i’m indecisive. let’s go eat.”
after ordering and receiving your food, the girls started telling stories about their worst dance experiences. you tried to focus but you couldn’t help but think about how good bada looked in this skirt right now. you placed your hand on her thigh as she spoke but she thought nothing of it. you always touched her in some way when you were out.
but then your hand started moving. caressing her inner thigh, getting closer and closer to her cunt. she ignores you, tries to, and continues her story. when she finishes and kyma starts, she leans over to whisper in your ear, “what are you doing?”
“shh kyma’s talking. she didn’t interrupt you.” you reply, pressing your fingers to her clit making her jerk and her knee hit the table.
“you okay bada?” kyma asks, the sound of the table being hit throwing her off.
“i’m fine. i was talking while you.. were and y/n hit me.” she lies.
“good on you y/n!” tatter says. “now continue kyma.”
bada is trying so hard to focus on kyma’s words but when your fingers slide the lacy fabric under the skirt to the side and start rubbing directly on her clit, she almost moans out loud. instead, she bites down on her finger keep quiet.
you think it’s funny. the way her ears are turning red. the way her eyes close gently when you push a finger into her. but you stop paying attention to her, listening to tatter’s story now.
you’re engaging, laughing, and making comments all while you’re knuckle deep in bada.
she leans over to whisper in your ear, “i’m gonna cum.” it comes out in a whine as she grabs your wrist.
you lean back over, still watching tatter, and whisper, “go ahead but if you make a sound i’ll invite the girls back to the house and they can see how much of a whiny slut you are for me.” your fingers move faster in her and your thumb rubs her clit gently.
bada bites her lip to muffle her moan as she cums on your fingers.
you pull them out, wiping them on a napkin. you scan the table in hopes no one noticed but when you make eye contact with a red-eared lusher you know it didn’t go as you planned. but all you do is send a wink her way making her face go red.
she’ll be okay.
happy kinkmas from squid🩵🌊
Taglist (open): @waveartistry @sun-nyy @yngtort @elliesblkgirlfriend
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no strings attached
pairing ; bada lee x fem!reader
summary ; a no strings attached situation never lasts long...
content warnings ; smut, explicit language, fingering, eating out, angst (lmk if I forgot one)
word count ; 1.4k
a/n ; look at me feeding y'all lol (btw thank u so much for all the love on my last post <3)
𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓, 18+ 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘, 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐃𝐍𝐈
Bada and I never kissed- never. We’ve been doing this friends-with-benefits thing for a while now, but no kissing involved. The thing is- kissing is so passionate, and none of us want any strings attached. Well, that’s what I told her, but I wouldn’t mind being in a relationship.
Bada is the type of person who wants to be free to do whatever she wants, which is why we started this no strings attached thing. However, I have to admit that I get so jealous about hearing her talk about the nights she didn’t spend with me, the nights she didn’t touch me, the nights she didn’t fuck me. So much for no strings attached. That’s why I’m kind of happy about this no-kissing thing, because I would’ve fallen in love way sooner if kissing was involved.
‘Hey, are you home?’ I hear Bada yell as the door closes. ‘In my room.’ I yell back. She steps into my room and I sit at my desk on my computer, finishing some assignments. My back faces her as she starts talking about the crazy night she had. As soon as she starts talking about the sex stuff, I interrupt her.
‘Listen Bada, I would love the hear about your sex stories,’ I say with a sarcastic tone, ‘but I have a lot of homework to do. So if you wouldn’t mind stepping out…’ I say. ‘What’s with the mood lately? You’ve been acting so weird.’ She says in a confused tone. I turn around in my chair to face her. ‘Whatever, Bada. Please just leave.’ I say with an exhausted look on my face.
She looks kind of shocked, but leaves my room without a word. I feel kind of bad, but no talking is better than hearing her talk about the people she’s slept with.
That same evening I finally walked out of my room after finishing almost all of my assignments to go watch tv. Bada’s sprawled out on the sofa as I grab a blanket and sit on the opposite side of her. ‘Wanna talk about what happened earlier?’ Bada asks. ‘There’s nothing to talk about.’ I say in a stern tone, facing the tv instead of her. ‘Yes there is, you’ve been so insanely moody recently and it feels like I did something wrong. Why won’t you just tell me?’ she asks desperately. ‘Because then I’ll ruin everything, Bada. Why don’t you just leave it alone when I tell you to!’ I raise my voice as I look at her with an angry expression on my face.
I try to get up and walk to my room until she grabs my wrist in order to stop me, but I just pull my hand away. ‘Y/N, please.’ She begs quietly, I turn away from her and walk to my room with tears in my eyes.
This was stupid, we should’ve never started this. Now i’ll lose my best friend because of this stupid thing. I try to focus on my last assignment as I wipe the tears off my cheeks. I put in my airpods and try to finish my final assignment.
All of a sudden, I feel arms wrap around my shoulders and someone’s nose snuggling in my neck. She scared me for a second, but I relaxed into the embrace of my best friend. This was my best friend hugging me, not my ‘fuck buddy’. I take out my airpods and put them back in the case as she lets me go and turns my chair around. She sits down on the bed in front of me. ‘I don’t know what I did wrong, but I would really like to fix it. I don’t want to fight, it’s not like us to fight. Tell me what’s wrong. I won’t judge.’ She says, and I feel so comfortable.
‘It’s nothing you can fix, Bada. This is something I need to deal with on my own.’ I say, looking down. She grabs my chin and lifts my face up to face her. ‘Tell me what it is you need to deal with.’ She begs. ‘I just- I don’t know why I’ve been feeling this way but,…’ I trail of into my own thoughts. ‘What is it, Y/N?’ she grabs my hand. ‘I’ve been feeling so weird lately. Like when you come into my room and explain where you’ve been all night, I just get so…I don’t know.’ I confess. ‘Jealous?’ Bada finishes my sentence. ‘I guess. I know we said no strings attached. But I wonder if you think about me the same way you think of your one night stands.’ I tear up. ‘I don’t, baby. Truly, I don’t. You are so much more than just a ‘one night stand’, you’re my best friend, Y/N.’ she says as she looks my in my eyes and wipes my tears away. ‘But I don’t want to just be your best friend Bada. I want to be so much more. I want you to be the first thing I wake up to in the morning, and the last thing I see at night. I want to be the only girl you touch, you fuck, you love. I know you’re scared of commitment, but let me show you how-‘ I try to finish my sentence as she presses her lips onto mine.
She kissed me, she really kissed me.
She pulls back and looks hesitant. ‘Don’t think, just kiss me.’ I say, and she does as I say. She kisses me hungrily, her hand gripping the back of my neck, sitting on her knees right in front of me.
Her other hands travels down my shirt to my waist, as she gives it a firm squeeze. She’s nervous, I know she is. I brush her hair behind her ears as she leans into my touch. She pulls away and looks at me with a different look in her eyes. It’s not lust this time- it’s love.
Her hands start to pull at my shirt, signalling me to take it off. I lift my shirt up and she helps me. Her hand lands on my boobs and she quickly moves her cold hands to my back to unclip my bra. I giggle because of her cold hands and she looks at me and smiles. A pure smile.
She takes off my bra and her mouth lands on my tit. She’s circling my nipple with her tongue, it growing hard in her mouth. She sucks a few times, causing me to moan.
Soon after, she pulls my skirt down to my legs, and throws them somewhere in the room. Her hands cup my clothed cunt and she applies pressure to my clit. I moan in frustration. ‘Tell me what you want, baby.’ She says. ‘You, Bada. I want you, please. I want your mouth. Your fingers. Everything.’ I beg. She smirks and takes my panties off. She gives my clit kitten licks as she pumps a finger in and out of me. ‘My pretty little girl. Could’ve had this ages ago if I wasn’t so blind.’ She whispers huskily. ‘Fuck Bada.’ Is all I can manage to say. ‘Fuck you’re so wet. My best girl.’ She says before adding a second finger. ‘Oh fuck Bada, please. God you’re so- fuck- so good.’ I moan loudly. I should probably hand a sorry note to our neighbours tomorrow.
‘You like that baby?’ she says, her pace growing faster. ‘Fuck Bada, I’m gonna cum.’ I say. ‘Let it all out, baby.’ She says and I cum all over her face. My desk chair grows wet as I finish.
Bada gets up shortly after. ‘Bada? Where are you going?’ I ask. ‘To get you a towel sweetheart. Just stay there baby.’ She says. As she arrives with a warm towel, she cleans me up, lifts me up into her arms and sets me down on my bed. She gives me one of her shirts to borrow as she takes her jeans off. She climbs in the bed with me after I ask her to stay the night in my room. She wraps me in her arms and I throw a leg over hers. ‘You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.’ She says as she plants a kiss on the top of my head before we drift into a deep sleep.
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Pretty enough for you yet?
pairing ; bada lee x fem!reader
summary ; rivalry between reader and bada. rivalry or maybe more?
content warnings ; smut, explicit language, fingering, eating out (lmk if I forgot one)
word count ; 1.6k
a/n ; y'all i love my wife so much <3 bada lee
𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓, 18+ 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘, 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐃𝐍𝐈
Bada and I never got along, that’s for sure. Since we’re both in a very competitive industry, it’s hard to want to be liked by everyone. But with Bada, it just never clicked, no matter what I tried. She was a very good dancer, everyone could see that, but she always tried to make you feel smaller to uplift herself. Her cocky smile, her provocative behaviour, everything about her screamed confidence and I absolutely hate it. Nevertheless, I tried to put our bad past behind us for the sake of the show we’re both competing on. Yes, a bit of competition is good, but fighting 24/7 isn’t.
When the first introductions came around, we were the last ones to be introduced. As we walked down the stairs, we felt the numerous stares of all groups who were already seated, but one person almost burned holes in my face with her stares. I knew she was coming on the show, but that doesn’t change the fact that I was annoyed by it, by her.
Of course she had to shit-talk my group in the introduction video, and me being sub-leader, I responded in a very fair way. I decided to pick her as my no-respect dancer, and challenged her to a battle.
‘You sure you wanna go up against her? I know she said some things about us, but we’re not affected by it.’ My leader said, trying to hold me back. ‘What? You scared I’m gonna lose?’ I say with confidence before walking to the centre of the stage as my name was called out.
‘So, we’ve been warmly welcomed by everyone here, but to some of you we’re just ‘talentless people who just move around and look pretty’, so we’ll show you how absolutely wrong some of you are.’ I said as I quote the exact words Bada used when describing my group. ‘The no-respect dancer I pick to battle is Bebe’s Bada Lee.’ I say as I look her dead in the eyes, not breaking eye contact once.
‘Is there anything you’d like to say before the battle?’ Kang Daniel asks Bada. ‘Well, I would just like to say- know your place.’ She says with a shit-eating grin. Kang Daniel looks at me in anticipation of an answer. ‘I came here to dance, not to shit talk other groups.’ I say before handing the mic back and getting ready. Bada gets to go up first and Money by Cardi B starts playing.
(full dance of my beautiful wife here for reference: https://youtu.be/VyyjZVLqmLE?si=0Vtnx4MbzUTsnuy2 )
Everyone expected her to be good, hell even I did. She didn’t let me down, I was glad that I picked a worthy opponent. Going up against a weaker dancer just to secure a win is pathetic in my opinion, so I picked someone my own level. Once she came up to me, she stood still in front of me and looked right over the top of my head- cocky asshole.
Once she was done bragging about her height, it was my turn. Angels in Tibet by Amaarae started playing and, in my advantage, it was my go-to jam so I already had some moves up my sleeve.
(dance reference for reader: https://www.instagram.com/p/CyzVGFMoAwt/ )
As the song came to an end, I twerked in her direction, not breaking eye contact. Two can play this provocative game, Bada Lee. She smirked and I went back to my side of the dance ring, my team supporting me and the crews around me calming down after screaming on the top of their lungs.
We waited in anticipation for the result, and…
I won by 2-1 votes, close call. As they revealed their cards, I looked at Bada and said ‘did I look pretty enough for you?’ still quoting her words from earlier, and I just got a smirk and an eye-roll in return. I went back to my spot with my group, feeling content.
After a long morning of shooting, we finally got a break. My group split up, some were out to get food in the cafeteria, some were socializing with other groups, but I had other plans. Right as I saw Bebe go into their group room, I followed. I knocked on the door, shortly after revealing a surprised Lusher. ‘Hi, sorry to interrupt, just came to congratulate you guys.’ I said with a sweet smile. I have nothing against Bebe, especially since almost all members are genuinely sweet. Lusher thanked me and invited me in, but I politely declined and headed back to my own room. As I reach my door, I feel someone touch my shoulder- Bada. ‘What do you think you’re doing?’ she says, my plan is working. The thing with Bada is: underneath that cocky and confident façade, is a leader who’s very protective over her group. ‘Just came to congratulate you guys. I wanted to congratulate you too, second place is very impressive.’ I say with a smirk.
Before I know it, she opens the door, pushes me inside the room against the door and closes it. ‘It’s already very excruciating to have to be in the same place as you for the next few months, so I’d suggest you leave my crew alone.’ She says, looking pissed off. ‘And what it I don’t?’ I ask, looking up at her through my lashes. ‘If you don’t shut your mouth-‘ she tries to say. ‘Make me.’ I whisper.
Her lips smash against mine in a hungry battle. I knew she was touch starved based on how she looks at me, but I never knew she was this hungry for a kiss. She rips my buttoned top open, a few buttons falling but who cares?
Underneath that rivalry between us has always been some kind of lust for each other. I mean, can you blame us? Bada is not only an insane dancer, she’s also really attractive, and I just like to get under her skin sometimes.
I drag her to our couch, pushing her down and getting on her lap. ‘What? Cat got your tongue?’ I tease. I take off her shirt as I suck on her skin, leaving marks for everyone to see. ‘Fuck, don’t leave hickeys.’ She says while panting. ‘Too late.’ I say before slowly kissing my way down to her pants. I hear her groan as I apply the tiniest bit of pressure to her clothed clit with my hands. ‘Stop fucking teasing.’ She says. ‘You don’t make the calls, Bada.’ I say.
I rip her pants off, leaving her in a crew shirt and her panties. I trace kisses along the inside of her thigh, leaving her a groaning mess above me. I know just what to do to make her fold.
This isn’t the first time we’ve done this. Sometimes, when we’re in the same building practicing ‘till late at night, we bump into each other and throw snarky comments at each other. One night, she came into my practice room and started criticizing my whole routine. ‘Bada can you just leave? I really don’t wanna deal with you right now.’ I ask her in an exhausted tone. ‘What’s up baby? Can’t handle criticism anymore?’ she asks, babying me. ‘I really can’t fucking stand you.’ I say, looking her dead in the eye. ‘Sit on me then.’ She said dead serious. I think we all know what happened after that.
One thing about Bada is her hatred of teasing when she’s already aroused. I slowly pull her panties down, and run a finger along her slit as she hisses. As I insert a finger, she grabs my wrist. I start pacing my finger a little faster. ‘Fuck you’re so good.’ She says. It’s rare to see Bada not dominating, but she has her needy moments.
‘Didn’t really like what you said out there about me. Must suck to lose to such a talentless person, huh?’ I say as I pace my fingers faster. She moans something that sounds like ‘sorry’, but she’s too hazy to form a proper sentence. ‘What was that, baby? Didn’t hear you there.’ I tease, slowing my fingers down. ‘No- fuck- keep going. I’m sorry, I’m sorry baby. I didn’t- shit- I didn’t mean it.’ She says, panting like crazy. I add a second finger and she whimpers. ‘Was that a whimper, baby? Where’s that big mouth now?’ I tease.
I remove my fingers and she looks at me very confused. I bring my face closer to her wet cunt as I start eating her out. I hear her moan my name. ‘Let me hear you baby, loud and clear.’ I say as she starts moaning my name.
In a reflex, her hands start to grip at my hair. I feel her hands shake a little. ‘Fuck, I’m gonna cum baby. Please let me come.’ She begs. ‘Shouldn’t you be begging for forgiveness first?’ I tease. ‘I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean it I swear. Please I wanna cum.’ She says as I notice a tear rolls down her cheek from the overstimulation. ‘Cum for me baby.’ I say and she lets loose. Her stomach goes up and down as she tries to catch her breath.
I grab a towel from my luggage to clean her up, I’m still a decent human being. As I look up, I notice a camera.
She seems to realize it at the same time aswell. ‘Fuck.’ We both say as we look at each other. We burst out laughing and I help her clean up. She leaves in silence after a while, but before she steps out the door, she turns around and says: ‘Next time you dance like that, you’ll be the one begging under me.’ And she leaves the room. I smirk to myself, already in anticipation of next time.
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