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Christmas present

Shin Ryujin X Shin Yuna X Male Reader

You watch the four women enter the lobby of the hotel. They all wear expensive outfits, showing that they just came back from a very important event.

Putting down your phone, you sigh as you watch them walk towards you. Your girlfriend is a few steps ahead of the rest.

You often wonder how you were able to land a woman like her. Especially considering your occupation.

Her black dress is showing off more of her legs than you can drool over. It fits tightly around her body. Her heels make her taller than she exactly is, which makes her members look even smaller. Although she still has a long way to go to match your hight. Her red hair is draped over her right shoulder

Shin Yuna reaches your table, glancing at your food. She steals one of your fries, before you cup her cheek with your hand.

"Hi, babygirl."

Your favorite pet name of hers.

"Hi, daddy."

She whispers, before pecking your lips.

Your cool facade almost crumbles. She always does this. Teasing you in public, while even her members are around.

You glance over her shoulders to look at her members.

Yeji, Ryujin and Chaeryeong stand behind her. While Yeji and Chaeryeong smile at you, Ryujin has a disgusted look on her face. Yuna made her promise to not tell the other girls. Although the older one is against the two of you, she finally gave way, saying that Yuna should learn from her mistakes.

"Congratulations, girls."

You smile at all of them.

"Thank you, (y/n)."

Yeji suggests that they go up and change. Yuna however stays with you.

"Haven't had dessert yet?"

You shake your head, but you know where this is heading.

Yuna walks around the table, leaning down. You smell her perfume.

"I'm sure we can find something in your room for you to eat."

"Yeah?"

You reach up and hold her chin with your hand. Pulling her down, you are face to face with your girlfriend.

"Can't wait to have a taste of that sweet pussy."

Yuna blushes in your hand.

She does tease you in public, but always finds away to talk her way around it. You are the one saying all the bad words. Considering your occupation, it shouldn't come as a surprise.

"Wha-What are you waiting for then?"

You love the way you make her stutter like this. Yuna avoids your eyes quickly.

You get off your chair, pulling her towards you. With your hand around her waist, the two of you walk towards the elevator.

A couple of minutes later, your face is buried between Yuna's legs. Her heels are lying next to the door, your jacket hanging from the doorknob. She got rid off your shirt as well, leaving small bites on your shoulders while you carried her to your bed.

Now kneeling in front of it, you enjoy the taste of your girlfriends pussy. Her dress is bunched up around her waist, giving you access to her core.

"Oh god, daddy."

Yuna sighs, her nails digging into your scalp as you drive her towards her orgasm.

Her moans and whines become louder. You dig your tongue into her pussy, while your thumb rubs her clit. The sweet taste of her juices makes you keep going. Her thighs close around your head as Yuna squirms on the mattress.

She is unable to lift her head to watch you. She can't do much more than moan, trying to be as quiet as possible. Yuna's hips buck towards your face, needing more and more of your tongue.

Making Yuna cum before you fuck her has become a habit by now. A necessity almost. You grow harder at the thought. Yuna isn't the tightest you've ever had, but you don't want to use lube everytime you fuck her. Partially because it would ruin you financially. Sex plays a big role in your relationship.

"Daddy! Gonna cum!"

Yuna can't hold back a shriek as she finally reaches her orgasm. She rolls around on the sheets, your head still in between her thighs. Her face is flushed and her ankles are locked behind your neck.

You slurp up some of your girlfriend's cum, enjoying her sweet taste. If she wasn't this wet, you wouldn't be able to fuck her properly.

Standing up, you get on the mattress as well, waiting for Yuna to come back to reality. It sometimes feels like she gets knocked out by her orgasms for a couple of seconds.

A moment later her hands are on your body. In one swift motion, Yuna pulls your boxers off of you, while you raise your hips slightly.

The sight of your cock makes Yuna's heart jump. You are the biggest she's had. And you are way above average. But Yuna would think you would be lying, if you told her you meet guys who have a bigger dick than you.

Stacking both her hands on top of each other as she holds your shaft, Yuna eyes your cock in awe. There is still enough space for her mouth left. She hungrily starts at your tip. Her tongue doing all kinds of motions and movements, coaxing you to full hardness.

"Fuck, Yuna."

You look at her, lying on the bed, with your cock in her mouth. Only through sheer dumb luck you were able to book a room in the same hotel as hers. You accepted an offer to shoot somewhere around here, which means you can have some more time with Yuna. The other members don't even know what you do for a living. Except for Yuna and Ryujin.

You take a fistful of her red hair, pulling her further onto your cock. She hasn't managed to take your entire length into her mouth since you first started dating. But that doesn't mean Yuna doesn't stop trying.

You hear another beautiful gag of hers as she forces her throat to open up. More of your cock slowly disappears into her greedy mouth. Yuna's eyes stare at you, silently asking if she is doing a good job. You nod, guiding her head further down.

Yuna's body shivers as she reaches the halfway mark. Your cock is fully filling her mouth and throat. And yet, Yuna keeps trying to fit in more. The walls of her throat tighten around you, her gag reflex, which she is trying to get rid of, is massaging your cock.

"Need your pussy, babygirl."

You sigh as you slowly pull her up by her hair.

Yuna smiles around your cock, lifting her head off your crotch, but not without letting her tongue glide along it's length.

"You want me to ride you?"

It's a tough question. The both of you like this position, but it's not as easy as it sounds. Yuna just can't take all of your cock that easily. On bad days, you are only able to push halfway inside of her. On good days she is able to take three quarters of your cock.

But you nod anyways, unable to resist the thought of her body on top of yours.

When she hovers above your cock, the two of you stare into each other's eyes. Yuna's big orbs glisten with affection and lust. She would've fallen in love with you, even if your cock was around average. The fact that it's this big has made her into a submissive slut for you.

That reminds you of something.

"It's in the drawer."

Yuna's smile widens, knowing what you mean. It was a birthday present to you from her. Well, it was part of a present. Yuna herself, lying on your bed with only purple lingerie on while waiting for you to come home, was the best part of the gift.

You hold her thighs, her pussy lips grazing the tip of your cock as she reaches for the knob on the drawer. She fishes out a small object. You wait for her to put it on herself, before she puts her hair back.

"What do you think?"

She poses as if she was modeling for a diamond necklace. You chuckle, looking at her choker.

"Beautiful."

It's purple, matching the lingerie she was wearing that day. Sparkling letters are decorating the thin fabric. "Size queen"

Yuna really is one. She never thought of herself that way, until she met you. Since the first time she saw your cock, she started to become addicted. No matter where or when, she always needed you to fuck her. She was never this horny before.

Without you knowing, Yuna spend a lot of time researching online. She wants to find a way to fit your whole cock into her pussy. You are just slightly too big for her, which she has to accept for now. But she never stops trying.

With her new choker on, Yuna plants her thighs on the bed next to yours. You take a hold of them, enjoying the soft skin.

"I want it deep, daddy."

She always does.

Your girlfriend slowly sinks onto your cock. Her loud, drawn out moan echoes through your room. You see how her pussy lips wrap tightly around your thick cock. Her walls are so tight, you have to close your eyes, waiting for her to open up more.

Every time you penetrate her for the first time, it's always a small struggle before you are able to enjoy her pussy.

"Fuck, daddy. My insides."

Yuna moans, feeling your cock pressing against her organs.

She is slowly sliding down your cock, reaching her limit at the half. For now.

Your girlfriend stops her movements, breathing heavily. You can almost feel her pussy adjusting to your size, getting used to being stretched out like this.

Quickies with Yuna aren't usually possible. It takes some time before you are able to properly fuck her. But once you do, she makes sure to make your cock feel as good as she can.

"Fuck, daddy."

Yuna sighs as she slowly starts to lift herself up again, her thighs flexing underneath your hands.

Places like dressing rooms or public bathrooms aren't safe enough for Yuna to make her pussy accept your cock properly. You usually only eat her pussy and she gives you blowjobs. But when she is really craving your cock, you do fuck her in public. Slowly. Not deep. It's more pleasure for her than it is for you. Her size kink acting up, when she gets wet, knowing that you are too big for her pussy.

After a couple up and downs, Yuna is able to ride you at a steady pace. Still slow, but fast enough to make you groan occasionally.

Her head has rolled back by now, showing off the choker around her throat. Your girlfriend's pussy is tightly wrapped around your cock, her warmth taking over your body.

"So big."

Yuna sighs, feeling how your cock stretches her out. You are still only halfway inside of her, but she is already in the clouds. Her hair is swinging wildly behind her as she picks up the pace.

From earlier experiences, you know that she sometimes loses herself too much. If that happens, she sinks onto your cock too quickly, making her groan in pain. Wanting to prevent that, you hold her tiny waist, guiding her hips up and down.

"Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!"

Yuna's chanting only means one thing. You feel her pussy becoming tighter and wetter. Her juices dribble down the length of your cock that isn't inside of her.

"Gonna cum!"

After riding you for, what feels like way too short, Yuna climaxes around your cock. Her body gives up on her and you feel hear head sinking onto your shoulder.

"You're so tight."

You whisper into her ear as Yuna's body shakes, feeling your cock slowly moving inside of her. You raise your hips slowly, before sinking back down. Thrusting into Yuna from underneath, while her body recovers.

"Holy shit, daddy."

Your girlfriend sighs, finally able to relax after that stressful day. Her feet hurt because of the dancing and her heels, she was tired and powerless. But now, she is full of energy, her body relived of its former pain.

"Where do you want my cum?"

You ask her, feeling your orgasm slowly approaching. As you lazily thrust up into her snug pussy, you hear Yuna thinking out loud.

"You could cum in my pussy, but I didn't wear any panties. The girls might see your cum running down my thighs. Not that I would mind though."

Yeji, Lia and Chaeryeong don't know that you have sex with Yuna. They still think she is an innocent maknae and you are just her normal boyfriend.

The thought of her members finding out this way makes you want to fill her up this instant.

"But then again, your cum always tastes so good."

You sigh, unable to bear this pleasure much longer. This lazy thrusting is getting to your head. Sometimes, it can be more enjoyable than a rough fucking. The combination of this and Yuna's words drive you further towards the unstoppable.

"Maybe I want to swallow your load."

Yuna slowly gets up, resting her hands on your shoulders.

"How often did you cum today?"

"Three times."

You manage to push your words past your teeth, trying to hold it in, until Yuna made a decision.

"There is not much cum left, then. I should be able to swallow all."

The thought of cuming in her mouth gets you a little too excited. Your next thrust is harder than expected.

"Fuck!"

Yuna shakes. Out of pain and pleasure.

"Sorry."

You mumble.

Your girlfriend is back to taking heavy breaths.

"It's fine. It felt good, too."

Your hands wander around her waist, squeezing her ass cheeks.

"I'm close."

"I want to swallow. I have been sitting through this whole day during AAA, waiting for that cum of yours."

Yuna slowly gets off your cock, leaving it covered in her slick. Like she did earlier, she gets comfortable between your legs, lying on her stomach as she starts to give you head.

Your fingers comb through her hair, enjoying her mouth around your cock.

"Fuck, Yuna."

Your climax edges closer as your girlfriend slowly starts to force your cock down her throat. Once again, it's a tight fit, which makes it so much more enjoyable.

"I'm gonna cum. Gonna cum in that dirty mouth of yours."

Yuna nods excitedly, your cock still inside of her.

"Fuck!"

You groan loudly, pushing her head onto your cock as a reflex. Yuna's wide eyes stare up at you as she feels you pumping her mouth and throat full with your cum. As you unload inside of her, Yuna tries to breath through her nose.

She almost chokes and coughs as your cum starts to leak out of her nose. You've done this once or twice before. But not with Yuna. The surprised look on her face indicates that she might have been unaware that this is actually possible.

Globes of your cum leave her nostrils, while her throat is coated with your thick semen.

In your eyes, Shin Yuna has never looked better.

"What do you mean, you caught her?"

You look down at Yuna, who's head is resting on your chest. It took a while to clean her nose completely.

"I saw her watching you."

"Watching me?"

"Yeah."

"But she hates what I do. And she hates that we are together."

The thought of Ryujin watching your videos is crazy to you. Most people might call your occupation a little unusual. And even Yuna needed a little time to get used to it. But now, she is completely fine with the fact that you are a pornstar.

You fuck a lot of women on camera, but Yuna doesn't seem to mind anymore. You are happy that she is fine with it, you didn't get into the industry because of fun. You grew up poor and in a bad environment. Now, you are reasonably wealthy and in a relationship with a famous Korean singer. You made it quite far.

So obviously, you are surprised to hear Yuna say that Ryujin watched your videos. She found out what you do for a living while you and Yuna talked about it. Since that day, she keeps telling Yuna to break up with you.

"Do you know what kind of video?"

Yuna nods her head.

"It's a video of you, fucking your stepmom."

You frown.

"That's what Ryujin is into?"

Yuna shrugs her shoulder.

"Dunno. But it is weird. Why would she watch your stuff, if she hates you so much? I'm sure she could've found more with that kind of theme."

"Yeah. You think she just wanted to see what I do? Like confirm that I do this work?"

Your girlfriend shakes her head.

"I've caught her yesterday as well."

She looks up at you.

"Unnie was watching a video of you, fucking some cheap Japanese slut. It sounded like you broke her spine or something."

You chuckle, trying to remember who that could've been. You have a couple of those scenes.

"But that's not the important part."

You raise an eyebrow.

Yuna whispers, despite the fact that the two of you are alone.

"She touched herself."

"What?"

Yuna nods, obviously still surprised.

"She was lying on her bed with her eyes closed. Her hand was in between her legs and she got herself off to you."

"Ryujin?"

"Yes."

You still can't believe this. Ryujin always hated you. This is just weird.

"Was there something else?"

Yuna ponders for a moment.

"She was moaning really loud. She kept saying 'Fuck this slut. Ruin her pussy. Make her cum on that big cock.' She even came in the end."

"Really?"

Yuna nods as you feel your cock hardening. It's not intentional. But the fact that Ryujin touched herself to you fucking another woman doesn't leave you cold.

Your girlfriend must have felt your cock pressing against her from underneath the sheets.

"Do you want a second round?"

You can't help but groan as you feel her hand wrap around your cock.

"Thinking about Ryujin touching herself to my boyfriend makes me so wet, daddy."

With that, Yuna sneaks underneath the sheets, her lips wrapped around your dick shortly after.

In hindsight, you should've known that this wasn't the end of this conversation.

With Christmas right around the corner and your girlfriend's busy schedule, the text you got from Yuna was not very surprising.

"Come to the dorm tonight. I got your present ready."

You are now standing in front of the mirror in your apartment, looking at the two gifts you bought her. The one in your left is a book from her favorite author. She told you about it a couple of months ago, so you thought it could make a great present.

The one in your right hand is a little bit different. Knowing Yuna's measurements, you bought her a set of lace lingerie. She seems to like those, your birthday present being enough proof of that. This one is red though, fitted for the Christmas season.

You wonder if you should give her only one of them, or both. After a couple of moments, you decide on both. The fact that Yuna is asking you to come over this late can only mean two things. One, her schedule was full until now, or two, she wanted to fuck.

Being in a relationship with her for quite a while, you are able to take an educated guess that it's number two.

When the door to Itzy's dorm opens, you see Yuna standing in front of you. Her outfit definitely does not match the current season. But you would never complain about that.

Her red hair looks good on her. You can proudly say that she was torn between blonde and red and asked you to make the decision for her. You picked the right one.

She is wearing light blue jeans and a sweater with a smaller one underneath. An odd fashion choice in your opinion, but who are you to judge? Especially when she shows off that damn body of hers? Her midriff is completely exposed and her waist is as small as it gets.

You expected Yuna to be dressed in either something sexy, or just lingerie. You weren't wrong, it seems.

"Merry Christmas, daddy."

You chuckle, leaning down to kiss her lips.

"Merry Christmas, babygirl."

You put your gifts onto the small table near the door, before letting your hands glide over the skin on her waist. You can never get enough of this perfect body.

"You are so hot."

You kiss Yuna passionately. She returns the kiss, her hands going through your hair as she pulls you a little towards her.

After the two of you are done, you give her your presents. Being the goofball she is, Yuna immediately opens them, ripping the paper off carelessly.

"Oh thanks! That's great!"

She opened the book first and is now giving you a tight hug as a thank you.

"Open the other one."

"You have two for me?"

Yuna smiles from ear to ear, ready to unwrap the second one.

In that moment, you hear something strange coming from one of the rooms.

"What is that?"

Yuna stops opening your present halfway.

"Hm?"

"What is this sound?"

There it is again. As if someone is crying.

Yuna stays silent, trying to hear it as well.

"Oh, that. That's your present, daddy."

"My present?"

Yuna nods excitedly, before walking towards the door, not without taking your hand.

"Merry Christmas, daddy."

With that, she opens the door.

You don't recognize the person at first. You are actually too stunned to take in all of this

The woman on the bed is barely wearing anything. Only a big red ribbon is decorating and covering her chest. Her lower half is completely naked as she kneels on the bed. You see the small vibrator that's tied to her clit, buzzing slightly.

Her hands are tied behind her back with a red rope and her eyes are covered by a red blindfold.

She whines occasionally. She must have been in this position for quite a while already. You see the small red marks on her wrists where the rope is cutting into her skin.

You finally recognize her. Shin Ryujin.

"Yuna, what-"

She places a finger on your lips.

"She shouldn't know that you are here. I want to surprise her."

Your girlfriend walks towards a small bag, which could've been Santa's by the way it's decorated. It looks like an old jute sack, small bells hanging all around it.

The small bells make a little noise, when Yuna reaches inside. Ryujin turns her head in her direction immediately.

You watch Yuna taking out a pair of red earmuffs and walking towards Ryujin. The older girl flinches, when she feels Yuna's touch. Once the maknae put the earmuffs on her, she walks back to you.

"Your present."

She smiles widely as if she gave you the best Christmas present in the world.

"Yuna, what the fuck?"

She chuckles.

"You don't like it?"

"Does she even..."

"Does she want this? Of course she does. Trust me."

Yuna winks at you.

In that moment, another moan escapes Ryujin's lips.

"Y-Yuna are you still there?"

The younger one ignores her.

"Do you like it?"

"I..."

You don't know what to say. Do you like it? Is there a proper answer to that question?

"Well-"

"Y-Yuna?"

Your girlfriend rolls her eyes.

"She can be a bit loud sometimes. She is even louder when she watches your videos."

Yuna walks back towards the bag, taking out another toy. A red ball gag. She puts it on Ryujin, who is a little startled when she feels something touching her.

Ryujin's moans are now silenced, the poor girl unable to do anything.

"What do you want to do to her first, daddy?"

"I..."

You are still too baffled to talk properly. Your mind is still trying to comprehend what is going on. How did Yuna get Ryujin in this position? Is Ryujin even okay with this?

As if she read your mind, Yuna gives you a reassuring kiss on the cheek.

"Don't worry, daddy. She watched that video of yours from last Christmas. Do you remember that?"

You slowly nod. Last Christmas?

You remember shooting a great movie in America. You were playing some guy coming home to his step family for the holidays. Your two step sisters and your stepmother were more than welcoming. Let's just leave it at that.

You still vividly remember the scene were you tied up your "stepmother" and fucked her next to the Christmas tree.

Is that the video Ryujin watched? That's like almost a three hour movie.

"Do you really have consent from her?"

It's not like this isn't hot as hell, but you don't wanna get arrested.

Yuna rolls your eyes.

"Don't worry, daddy. Just look at how wet she is."

You take a closer look, realizing that Yuna is right.

The sheets Ryujin is kneeling on are completely soaked with her juices. It's not even a small puddle anymore. Calling it an ocean would be more appropriate.

"Here."

Yuna hands you a small remote with four buttons on it.

"I've been edging her for an hour now. I'm surprised she is still able to moan like this."

You can't believe your ears.

Taking the remote out of Yuna's hands, you press one of the buttons. Ryujin throws her head back at the sudden increase of vibrations. Her clit has been overstimulated for way too long. It was never enough to mke her cum, but it kept her in a constant state of arousal.

Now that you have turned it up a notch, Ryujin is hopefully waiting for release.

To her disappointment, it's still not enough. But it almost breaks her, if she could, she would fall face first into the mattress.

But you see that the rope that's tied around her hands is leading towards the big shelf at the wall behind her. Yuna secured it there, making Ryujin stay in this position.

"This really is hot."

You can't help but think about all the dirty things you could do to Ryujin.

"Right?"

Yuna gets on her tiptoes to kiss your lips.

"Have fun, daddy."

She invitingly motions towards Ryujin.

Standing next to the bed, you place your hand on Ryujin's thigh. She jerks away at first, but she let's you touch her. Not that she has much of a choice anyway.

The young woman can feel that this isn't Yuna this time. Your hand is bigger and your skin rougher. She thinks if this could be you. Or just some random stranger Yuna picked up on the streets.

Your hand glides along her thigh as you enjoy the smoothness of her skin. Closing in on her core, you start to feel the first hint of Ryujin's cum.

She tries to move a little towards you. She doesn't care who's hand it is as long as it makes her finally orgasm.

Your fingertips dance along her uper thigh. Because of the ball gag on her mouth, you are barely able to hear Ryujin's deep moan.

"You are such a needy slut."

You never expected to be able to say this to Ryujin's face. Even if she can't hear and see you.

Yuna joins you, standing next to the bed as well.

"She really is, daddy. I think she has become addicted to your cock since she first saw it. She masturbates like three times a day."

You squeeze Ryujin's thigh in response. It's so hot, thinking that Ryujin has touched herself to you. Even when she openly dislikes you.

"We should teach her a lesson, daddy."

"We should."

Using the remote, you suddenly activate the highest setting of the vibrator. Ryujin's body immediately reacts. She throws her head back, her thighs quivering. Her hole body shakes and a muffled scream escapes her mouth.

You turn the vibrator off completely. Just a second before Ryujin reaches her climax. She almost cums untouched, before her body slowly calms down.

"Wow. That's so hot."

Yuna sighs, letting a finger of hers graze against Ryujin's glistening wet labia. The older girl flinches, but Yuna slowly pushes inside.

You suddenly turn it up to max level again.

One, two, three seconds. You turn it off again.

"Fuck!"

This time, you hear Ryujin's scream.

She almost cums again, but you deny her orgasm. Yuna's finger inside her cunt isn't enough to make her cum without the vibrator.

"She is so tight, daddy. Do you think she can take your cock?"

You shrug your shoulders.

"We will make it fit."

Yuna's eyes glisten with evil lust. This turns her on just as much as being fucked herself.

"I think unnie is already wet enough. What do you think?"

"Let me try."

Yuna removes her finger.

Within a second, you turn on the vibrator and turn it off again.

Ryujin screams once more. Her body only held up by the rope now.

She shrieks in pain, when she suddenly feels you hit her pussy. Not too hard of course, you don't want to hurt her. It's more the surprise that makes her shudder.

As you pull your hand back, her slick juices stick to your palm.

Another slap.

Ryujin moans this time.

You feel her body tense up as she waits for another slap.

It comes just a couple of moments later.

Another moan.

When you remove your hand, the strings of her girl cum stick to your palm, connecting your hand with her pussy.

This is probably one of the hottest things you've ever seen. And coming from you, it does say something.

"I think she is wet enough."

Yuna smiles from ear to ear.

"I want her mouth first, though."

Yuna chuckles, already starting to remove Ryujin's gag. Once her mouth is empty again, Ryujin speaks up, her voice weaker than before.

"Y-Yuna? Who is he?"

She still can't hear anything, so Yuna just ignores her, walking over to the bag in the corner.

Meanwhile, you get your pants off, letting them fall to the ground. Since Ryujin is already in perfect position, you get onto the bed as well, standing right above her.

She can feel that someone just got onto the bed. Nervously, she wonders what's going on.

"Who are you?"

Without answering, you let your tip graze her pretty lips.

"(Y/n)? Is that you? I swear to God I-"

You shut her up by pushing forward. Her lips close around your cock.

You thrust into Ryujin's mouth, immediately making her choke. She feels how her mouth and throat are being filled by your cock.

As you slowly start fucking Ryujin's face, you see Yuna walking back towards you.

Your girlfriend is holding something in her hand.

"Let's see how well she can take this."

It seems like Yuna has gone all out on the Christmas themed sex toys. She is holding a red and white dildo, shaped like a candy cane.

It's not nearly as big as you are, but if Yuna told the truth, Ryujin needs to be warmed up first.

You keep pushing into the older girl's mouth, while the younger one gets on the bed next to you.

Ryujin moans around your cock as she feels Yuna push her toy into her pussy. After a couple of moments, you feel Ryujin's tongue lick your tip, everytime you almost pull out. She seems to really enjoy this as she actively starts to suck you off.

Meanwhile, Yuna slowly fucks Ryujin's pussy with her candy cane dildo.

"This looks so good, daddy. Now I whish I had a cock."

You laugh at her as you have your way with Ryujin's mouth. By now, you've already placed your hands on the sides of her head, pulling her towards you as you thrust into her.

The woman on her knees keeps moaning around your cock, in awe at how big it is. It barely fits into her mouth girth wise. And she doesn't even know how long it is. She gets a little scared, thinking about the fact that you might want to fuck her pussy. Is she even gonna be able go take it?

You keep thrusting in and out of Ryujin's mouth, her lips tightly wrapped around your cock.

"Do you need a hand, daddy?"

Yuna seems to have read your mind once again.

Before you can even nod, she has already removed the dildo. But not completely. It's tip still resting inside Ryujin. Everytime she moves just a little, it makes her squirm.

Yuna stand behind her unnie, wanting to make it easier for you to fuck her face. Forcing Ryujin's mouth open, Yuna hooks one of her fingers on either side into Ryujin's cheeks. This way, the older girl's mouth is open and she is unable to close it.

You now start to truly fuck her face. With an increasing pace, you use Ryujin's mouth and throat. The way her gag reflex massages your cock feels so good to you. Almost too good. Her eyes are still covered and she still can't hear anything. Wanting Ryujin to hear how dirty she sounds, you remove her earmuffs.

You silently look at Yuna and she gets the hint.

"Check out how dirty you sound, unnie. You are a real whore, aren't you?"

Ryujin tries to defend herself, but nothing more than gags escape her mouth.

Spit starts to leak out, coating her chin and adding to the wetness between her thighs.

"What do you think, unnie? Is he gonna fit in your pussy?"

You feel Ryujin trying to shake her head, but your hands keep it in place.

"Maybe we have to get you even wetter. What do you say?"

All three of you know, that Ryujin is unable to respond. Without warning, Yuna let's go of Ryujin's cheeks.

You feel the older girl's lips wrap tightly around your cock once more as your girlfriend skips back towards the bag.

"Don't peek."

Whatever she took, Yuna is hiding it. She even gets out of the room, closing the door behind her.

Ryujin doesn't even know that Yuna has left. Her own gagging is too loud to hear much else. You keep bruising her throat, not giving her a moment of rest.

A couple of moments later, Yuna comes back. She is now wearing the red lingerie you bought her. It's matching the color of her hair and is partially see through. You can see her nipples, while her tiny waist is decorated with a small golden chain. Just like strings from a thong.

"What do you think?"

You are in awe, stopping your relentless pounding into Ryujin's mouth to admire your girlfriend.

Only now you can see what she is holding in her hand. A strap on.

"You like my idea?"

You nod, still concealing your identity to Ryujin.

The young woman doesn't know what Yuna is talking about.

Your girlfriend starts to loosen the rope a little, making Ryujin fall forward. She is now hanging in midair, your cock now further down her throat. You didn't expect it to even be possible. Even Ryujin seems surprised, you are now so deep that it even suppresses her gag reflex. Your cock to big and heavy for her throat.

"Are you ready, unnie?"

Yuna doesn't wait for a response.

She slowly pushes into Ryujin's tight opening. Never in your right mid you thought this was possible. Spitroasting Ryujin together with your girlfriend.

The two of you quickly figure out a great rhythm. While you push forward, you make Ryujin take more of Yuna's strap on. When Yuna pushes forward, she makes Ryujin choke on your cock.

The two of you use both of her holes as you please, while Ryujin is unable to do or say something. Except for the occasional moan, her body is incapable of doing just about everything.

"Put this on her."

At one point, Yuna hands you something mettalic. It takes you a second, before you realize that she has given you a pair of nipple clamps, which are connected by a small chain.

You push the red ribbon off Ryujin's chest admiring her tits. They are slightly bigger than Yuna's. You give them both a squeeze, making Ryujin moand louder around your cock.

She shrieks in pain, when you suddenly put the nipple clamps on. Ryujin never expected Yuna to have something like this. It hurts and yet it makes her feel even better.

She feels her orgasm slowly approaching. Almost painfully slow. How much longer does she have to hold out? Her body is going to give up on her sooner or later.

The sight of Ryujin like this almost makes you cum. She is still kneeling on the bed, but her upper body is almost parallel to the mattress. Her throat is stuffed to the fullest with your cock. Yuna's strap on keeps pushing her onto you. The chain between the nipple clamps swings hypnotically.

You manage to motion to Yuna that you are close.

"Take her pussy, then. I bet unnie would love to feel your cock in her pussy before you cum."

Ryujin stiffens, having her doubts about Yuna's words. Are you really going to fit in her?

You pull out of her mouth, finally enabling her to talk again. Her throat and mouth are too sore though.

Yuna pulls out of Ryujin's pussy as well.

The two of you switch holes.

As Yuna thrusts her strap on into Ryujin's mouth, you align your cock with her pussy. Before you push in, you want her to know that it's you who is gonna fuck her.

"You are so wet for my cock, Ryujin."

You feel her tensing up and Yuna laughs.

"Who did you think it was, unnie? He is your daddy too now."

She shakes her head in protest.

But Ryujin is defenseless.

You push inside of her, conquering her pussy. Yuna bites her lip seeing you push inside her bandmate.

"Fuck, daddy. That looks so hot. Stretch her out real good."

You intend to do just that. Ryujin's tight pussy is unwilling to let you in, but you force yourself past her line of defense.

Because Yuna's dildo is still in her mouth, Ryujin is also unable to tell you to stop.

Once again, Yuna and you start to spitroast her. This time though, Ryujin flinches everytime you push further inside of her. Yuna was right, she really is fucking tight. But all of her juices makes it easier for you to glide in and out.

Now that Ryujin has found out its you, she tries to hold back her orgasm. She can't cum from your cock in her pussy. Never. To her, you are just some disgusting guy, who fucks hundreds of girls on camera for money. She hoped that Yuna would eventually wake up and see you as the bad person you truly are.

But she never expected this to happen. To being fucked by your big cock. And yes, Ryujin did watch your videos. But she only did it to get herself off. Is there something wrong with it? Surely not. Watching porn isn't as disgusting as making it.

Luckily, Yuna is already a step ahead of her. Unbeknownst to Ryujin, Yuna has set up a camera. You've seen it right as you came in, the two of you able to communicate without talking. You are gonna blurr Ryujin's and Yuna's faces and put this up on a couple of sites. Yuna ensured that the audio isn't very good, which means no one should be able to find out that it's Ryujin and Yuna.

The thought of filming a dirty video with two insanely famous idols makes you want to deliver your best performance.

Ryujin's pussy is slowly getting stretched like never before. You keep pushing further and further, making her take as much as Yuna does. Around four quarters of your cock.

When you hit the mark, Ryujin finally cums. She held herself back until now, the disgust she has for you finally washed away by the waves of her orgasm. She climax around your cock, moaning and shaking.

"Good girl."

Yuna pats her head. Enjoying the fact that she can completely dominate the older woman.

Your thrusting has become faster by now. Your orgasm slowly approaches as well. Ryujin's pussy is just so tight. You wonder how many guys had her before. It can't be a lot, considering that she is an idol and a modest girl. But she definitely is not a virgin.

You come up with ideas for the title of the video, trying to prevent yourself from cuming, although you almost achieve the opposite.

'Christmas bondage'

'Spitroasting her roommate'

'Forcing the tight Korean girl to take my cock'

There are more in the back of your mind, but you have to take a break. This is just making you cum faster.

Ryujin's moans has become louder again as Yuna also starts to rub Ryujin's clit. The stimulation is too much for her. She cums for a second time around your cock.

Her pussy squeezes you with all its might, trying to make you blow your load inside of her.

"I'm almost there."

You manage to hiss out. Yuna grins at you.

"Yes, daddy. Cum for your new play toy."

She pulls the strap on out of Ryujin's mouth.

"Where do you want it, unnie?"

By now, even Ryujin knows that there is no use to denying that she doesn't like this. But she has to safe face.

"I don't want it anywhere."

"Come on, unnie. Don't be a chill kill."

Yuna looks at you.

"I know you will, cum like a thunder."

(Author's note: Sorry I had to.)

Ryujin shakes her head.

"Do you want him to fill you up? It always pust me in a better mood. Or do you wanna swallow? His cum tastes amazing."

Ryujin shakes her head again.

You keep pounding into her, squeezing her delicious ass cheeks with your hands.

After breaking her, you wonder what could be as humiliating and degrading to Ryujin as possible. Of course you don't want to overdo it. But this might be your one and only chance.

"Or how about your tits?"

Yuna carelessly pulls at the chain.

It makes Ryujin scream. It makes her release an orgasm she didn't know she was holding in. Her walls hugg your cock tighter than ever before. Her juices force themselves past your cock as she starts squirting. All of her body was sensitive. But her nipples are her weak spot. She even didn't know that herself.

Ryujin cums uncontrollably. It almost could've been funny. If it weren't for the fact that you are still inside of her.

Because her orgasm triggers yours as well. You never thought that Ryujin could become this tight. Luckily, you already picked a spot.

While Ryujin still moans loudly, you pull out of her tight cunt.

"Fuck."

You groan as you lean forward, cuming all over Ryujin's dark hair. Ropes of your cum hit her silk like hair as you climax.

Ryujin can feel your cum. Embarrassment, disgust, anger start to grow in her stomach at first.

But when she hears you groan behind her, your cum staining and completely ruining her hair, Ryujin's feelings change. She somehow feels proud that she made you cum. As if she is just a good of a fuck as those cheap pornstars.

As she realizes this, she can't help but feel a little disgusted by herself.

After just having come back down from one of the most intense orgasms she's ever had, Ryujin's energy is completely drained.

But she can't help but turn her head in your direction.

"Do you have plans for new years?"

You are surprised at her question, but you choose to wait.

It's silent for a moment, before Ryujin finally loses all of her remaining dignity.

"Do you have any plans, d-daddy?"

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Hi, everyone!

I hope you are satisfied with this one.

I wish all of you Merry Christmas or something else if you don't celebrate Christmas.

See you next Friday!

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wonysugar · 4 months

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hiii!! could i request fwb switch!ryujin x reader? it's completely fine if you're not comfy to dw!!

hickeys | shin ryujin

synopsis : it was a secret nobody could know, and you would’ve liked to keep it that way, however, ryujin leaving marks everywhere on your body truly did not make that easy.

pairing : gp!ryujin x fem!reader

genre : friends with benefits, smut!

tags : like one page of texting, g!p wbk, quickie, forbidden ig??, she’s your older brother’s best friend we all know she is not supposed to be fucking you, bathroom sex, nipple play, making out ofc, fingering, clit play, ryujin is strong so manhandling kind of, daddy kink, lots of dirty talk, jock ryujin, mirror sex(?), almost caught, that funky stuff, switchy activities

warning : none!

word count : 2.5k

your older brother occasionally having ryujin over wasn’t at all a bad thing, quite the opposite, actually, considering you both were incredibly close to her growing up.

she was incredibly chill, always dressed well, was super close with your brother, was fairly muscular, attracted everyone just by being in close proximity to them and was also like, 5 years older than you. so naturally, you took a huge liking to her. you admired her a lot when you were younger, she seemed so perfect. you didn’t quite know if you wanted her or if you wanted to be her.

things took a turn, though, and that quickly clarified things for you.

13 year old y/n definitely wouldn’t believe that 20 year old y/n was having sex on the lay-low with ryujin basically every week if you told her. who would’ve thought!

it always happened randomly, too. one would get inexplicably horny, the other would have to help them out, and it was a repeated cycle every time she came over. an unwritten agreement, if you will. sometimes, you’d even sneak into her house late at night because she’d randomly call you on the phone, telling you all about how she was jacking off thinking about you. in summary, you guys would fuck frequently.

very frequently.

today wasn’t any different!

the three of you were sitting on the sofa, watching a god-awful horror movie that made you wanna poke your eyes out each time a character did something insanely stupid, which was quite often, by the way. you clearly weren’t interested in the film whatsoever, so it’s not like ryujin standing up to go to the bathroom went unnoticed. she threw you a sly glance before casually walking to the restroom.

you already knew what she was doing, she’s done it many times before, and she’ll definitely keep doing it. you decided to wait it out though, immediately giving her what she wants takes away all the fun.

upon reading the message, you rolled your eyes, wearing a smirk, then quickly peeked over your shoulder, trying to see if your brother was awake.

oh he was knocked out.

you internally celebrated as you saw him laying there with his eyes closed, peacefully resting as he quietly snored. you waited it out for a couple of minutes, making ryujin lose her patience has always been amusing to you, so, it was a natural reaction. getting up slowly, trying your hardest not to make any sort of noise, you then make your way to the washroom.

upon opening the door and entering, you were immediately greeted by a pair of hungry lips being pressed onto yours, which happened for quite a bit. you could tell how worked up she was getting over a simple kiss. she smirked against you, and you quickly felt one of her hands cupping your ass while hearing the other seemingly locking the bathroom door, just in case your brother did wake up.

once she was assured that the door was locked, she quickly gravitated her mouth lower on your body, from your lips to your jaw, down to your neck and, later on, your chest. her own body rubbing itself on yours, you felt how desperate she was for you, how badly she wanted you.

you even felt it from the not-so-subtly boner gently poking at your upper thigh.

“fuck baby i’ve missed you so much–” she told you in between kisses, embracing your body as if she hadn’t fucked the ever living shit out of you like- not even 4 days ago. you pulled away, scoffing,

“mmh- you just cannot live without getting your dick sucked, can you?”

instead of replying, she simply took your hand and lightly placed it on her crotch, breathing out of relief from the slight contact before pulling you back in, her lips getting hungrier by the second for you. you could finally properly feel how hard she was, and it was… ego flattering, really. i mean, who would’ve thought that shin ryujin, a jock who played basically every girl who breathed in her direction, would be this needy? for you, might i add.

i mean, really, she had girls sobbing over her, begging her to take them back. she ruined their lives, basically. she had the tendency to love-bomb the fuck out of her talking stages, sometimes even lasting months on end. then once they got attached, she’d ghost them out of nowhere and move onto the next.

ryujin wasn’t a marriage kind of girl, hell, she wasn’t a dating kind of girl either.

it was incredibly fortunate that you weren’t, either.

you gently rubbed your hand on her boner through the fabric of her jeans, hearing the noises coming out of her was like fuel to you, by this point, you wanted to hear more.

and despite yourself, you were getting impatient.

you unzipped the bracket of her jeans and pulled them down in a swift motion, her clothed cock bouncing up, hitting your lower stomach. you kept palming it as you kissed her, taking in every sound she let out whilst you rubbed the tip of her dick through the fabric of her underwear. feeling her twitch against your hand, you finally got down on your knees, your eye level exactly where it needed to be.

“so desperate for me, hm? i barely even did anything, and you’re already squirming.” you teased, looking up at her wearing the same smirk she had when she was headed for the bathroom in the first place.

“come on y/n, don’t play around like this—”

“you’re gonna have to talk to me in a nicer tone if you want something to be done about your situation, ryujin. just to remind you, you brought me here, at least ask nicely.” you told her sternly, earning a small, pathetic whine from her.

“pleasee..” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

“please what?”

she whined more, before muttering, “pleaseee suck me off..”

you grinned, the sounds of her begs amusing you greatly as you watched her shudder due to the hot breath she felt on her dick. not wanting to tease her any longer, you simply took all of it in your mouth in one go. ryujin had to cover her mouth immediately after, afraid of being too loud. however, you were making it impossible to stay quiet.

she whimpered against her own hand, trying her hardest not to be moaning out your name like she usually would. she watched you bob your head up and down her girthy shaft as you glanced up at her occasionally with the most lustful eyes she’d ever seen. the fact that she had to be quiet, the feeling of having her cock deep inside of your warm and wet mouth, the way you pushed your hair back when it got in the way; all of it made her twitch uncontrollably.

while you blew her, she couldn’t help but ponder about what she wanted to do to you, you made it so complicated for her. she would usually just fuck girls normally then move on, but with you? she wanted to use you in the most dehumanizing ways possible, then once she was done, she’d wanna get used by you and be treated like a little bitch in heat.

you just made her feel and think things she didn’t even know she could. no seriously, who would’ve thought that ms. shin ryujin would enjoy being dominated every once in a while?

you did, apparently. hence why you’re in the situation you’re in right now.

and she truly didn’t want to admit it, but you were the best fuck she’s ever had.

she’d been breathing heavier up until now, you knew she wanted to cum, she was getting closer to the edge and it showed.

you pulled your mouth away from her dick, panting heavily from the lack of air in your lungs as you tried to catch your breath. you still gave her throbbing cock attention by rubbing the tip with your thumb, you rightfully assumed that she probably would’ve died without it, “how badly do you want to fuck me right now?” you asked before spitting in your hand and using it to keep stroking her rock hard boner.

she looked down at you, running her hand through her soft short hair as she leaned against the bathroom counter, attempting to keep her loud whines contained, “sosososo bad–” was all she managed to get out before she had to cover her mouth.

cute, you thought.

watching her lose herself under your touch, whether it be minimal or not, you couldn’t help but giggle. she always went crazy for you, and you would be stupid not to notice her efforts at pleasing you.

she’d been so good for you up until now, and you felt like she could have her oh-so-deserved reward of finally being able to cum.

you look up at her and quickly shove her dick back into your mouth, bobbing your head up and down in swift movements as she tried her hardest not to scream out your name, she could feel your tongue tracing down the length of her shaft.

“f-fuck y/n baby i’m cumming fuckfuck—“

it didn’t take long before you felt her cock throbbing, feeling it shoot out a huge load of its thick and warm juices fill up your throat as she grunted. you immediately swallowed every last drop.

what can you say? muscle memory always does its job.

still coming down from her high, she quickly pulled you back up to face her and hungrily put her lips in contact with yours, licking at them, asking for entrance. her hands roaming everywhere around your body and

soon enough, the tables turned and it was now her turn to let her tongue work wonders on yours as you felt like every nerve of your body reacted to the sensation. before you knew it, she was already pinning you to the counter, your back to her as her hands reached around your waist eagerly to pull down your piece of clothing. she kissed on the back of your neck and left her marks, and you knew she was smirking about it, too,

‘cause you felt it against your skin.

“you’ve had your fun, you’re gonna let daddy use that pretty cunt of yours now, right? that’s what i originally called you in here for, after all.” she whispered into your ear as she slowly slid her hand into your panties, middle finger gently caressing your swollen clit. she could tell you were ready for her, and it turned her on even more.

her dick, once again, gave it away.

and it hasn’t even been that long since she came.

sliding your panties halfway down to your knees, she didn’t waste any more time and carefully settled the tip of her cock under your dripping pussy, rubbing it against your wet folds. you slightly whined at the feeling whilst she breathed hot air against your skin. you needed to feel her inside you, your walls were literally clenching around nothing, and you couldn’t wait any longer.

“just put it in ryujin—“ you quietly pleaded,

“what was that? sorry, i don’t think i heard you properly.” she mocked, stopping her grinding movements altogether,

which earned a small whine from you, “fuck daddy pleasee just—“ you exhaled upon feeling her hand grope your breast, then quickly added, “i need you inside me, please..”

she chuckled, satisfied with your answer, “good girl.”

immediately, she pushed you back onto the counter and slid her dick inside of you as she breathlessly groaned. you, on the other hand, were already arching your back and holding back moans. she started by slowly thrusting into you, before getting impatient and simply just pounding into you with full force.

her cock was hitting places you genuinely didn’t even know she could hit, all you did know was that it felt heavenly. every hit of the tip pressed against the end of your cervix made you feel like you were gonna pass out.

basically, the dick was good, it was so good that you had to be physically silenced to prevent your brother from potentially waking up and hearing the both of you go at it in the bathroom.

ryujin was the one that had to cover your mouth. not only did she cover your mouth, but she also pulled on your hair when you were being too loud (which kinda made you even more loud, but that’s beside the point). in a normal situation, she’d thrive on hearing you scream out her name and be this noisy for her, but with your brother in the other room? she couldn’t exactly afford to hear that, unfortunately.

pulling your hair back and making you face yourself in the mirror, she asked, “look at you, so slutty for my dick, so pretty, too.. don’t you think?”

and she was not wrong, your hair was a mess from her constantly grabbing it, your makeup was running all over your cheeks from the tears you’ve been shedding at the pleasure, your hooded eyes all red and swollen, your marked up neck, it was all so… filthy? you looked so filthy.

god you looked so hot like this.

you could only nod in agreement as you kept moaning into her palm, feeling her dick slide in and out of your wet pussy repeatedly, you were so close to climax that you could pass out—

the sounds of knocking on the door made the both of you flinch.

“y/n, i gotta use the restroom, are you almost done? i just woke up and i think ryujin left..? she isn’t here anymore and she hasn’t been answering my texts so i don't even think she’s home yet.” is what was heard from the other side of the door.

what now??

you obviously wanted to respond to your brother but it’s not like ryujin even gave you the chance to, she just kept mercilessly pounding into you as he rambled and rambled. that is, until she pulled her hand away from your mouth.

was she actually expecting you to respond like this?? you looked at her through the mirror and saw her smirking at you with lust-filled eyes.

well shit!

you’d scold her later, now you just desperately had to think of a way to not sound like you’re getting fucked senseless. closing your eyes and mustering up all of the willpower to answer without your voice shaking uncontrollably, “y-yeah i’m almost done just give me a second i’m coming—“ was what you said.

and then your orgasm hit you like a truck when ryujin grabbed your waist and came into you.

quickly covering your mouth to muffle any sort of sound that escaped it, your eyes rolling back as you heard your brother mutter a quick “alrightt” before seemingly walking away from the door, not suspecting a thing.

thank god.

she slid out of you, the rhythm of her breath matching yours as you both tried to catch it.

god how lovely, you were leaking, you had hickeys every-fucking-where and now you had to think of a way to make ryujin flee the house without making it seem like she was in the bathroom with you.

this was gonna be tough to go about, especially with a fucked-out mind such as yours at that moment.

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elryuse · 12 days

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Her Birthday Present

RYUJIN X MALE READER

Tags : RYUJIN'S BIRTHDAY SPECIALL!!!

The rhythmic thud of Ryujin's workout shoes echoed down the hallway, a familiar sound that usually filled you with a quiet pride. Today, however, it tugged at your heartstrings. It was her birthday, and the last thing you wanted was for her to be cooped up in the practice room another minute.

Ryujin had been pushing herself to the limit for their upcoming comeback. Grueling dance routines, endless vocal sessions – her schedule was relentless. You knew all she craved was a moment of peace, a reprieve from the constant demands of idol life.

That's when the idea struck you. Forget the usual idol-approved gifts of designer bags or stuffed animals. Ryujin needed something far more precious – rest, relaxation, and a reminder of your love.

With a determined glint in your eye, you set to work. You transformed the living room into a romantic haven. String lights twinkled overhead, casting a soft glow on the room. A steaming pot bubbled away on the stove, promising a delicious home-cooked meal. The centerpiece, however, was the bathtub. Filled with warm water and fragrant bubbles, it beckoned with the promise of soothing luxury. Delicate red roses, Ryujin's favorite, were scattered around the rim, completing the picture of pure indulgence.

Just as you were adding the finishing touches, the front door swung open, revealing a breathless Ryujin. Sweat clung to her forehead, her usual vibrant energy replaced by a weary exhaustion. She was clad in a tight sports bra and workout leggings, a stark contrast to the glamorous image she presented on stage.

For a moment, she stood rooted to the spot, her eyes widening in shock. The carefully curated world of her idol life melted away, replaced by the simple beauty of your surprise.

A single tear escaped her eye, tracing a glistening path down her cheek. It wasn't sadness, but a wave of overwhelming emotion. All the stress, the exhaustion, the relentless pursuit of perfection – it all melted away in the face of your thoughtful gesture.

You met her gaze, your heart swelling with a tenderness you couldn't quite express. "Happy birthday, Ryujin," you said softly, stepping forward to wrap your arms around her.

The dam broke. She threw her arms around you, clinging to you with a desperate intensity. The physical exertion of practice paled in comparison to the emotional weight she'd been carrying.

"Y/n," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion, "this is… perfect."

But perfect wasn't enough. Not tonight. The raw emotion in her eyes, the vulnerability etched on her face, ignited a spark within you. You gently tilted her chin up, your gaze meeting hers.

"There's more," you murmured, your voice husky with unspoken desires.

Ryujin followed your gaze towards the bathroom, a flicker of understanding igniting in her eyes. A slow, sensual smile curved her lips.

Without a word, she grabbed your hand and led you towards the bedroom. The romantic dinner could wait. The only thing that mattered right now was the unspoken promise hanging heavy in the air, the promise of a night of celebration that transcended the material.

Reaching her bedroom, you helped her peel off her sweaty clothes, your fingers lingering on the exposed skin beneath. Each touch sent a jolt through both of you, the tension building with each passing moment.

As she stood before you, clad only in her sports bra and a hint of vulnerability, the sight stole your breath away. The powerful stage persona melted away, revealing the woman you loved – strong, beautiful, and achingly real.

You pulled her close, the heat of her body radiating against yours. The kiss that followed was fueled by pent-up emotions, a collision of love, desire, and the unspoken understanding that bound you together.

The night unfolded like a dream. The rose-scented bath, a shared haven of warmth and intimacy, was only the beginning. You explored each other's bodies with a reverence that heightened the passion of the moment. Her soft moans as you traced the lines of her toned arms, the way she arched into your touch, all spoke of a vulnerability she rarely showed anyone else.

As the night deepened, the initial urgency transformed into a slow, sensual exploration. You whispered words of love and admiration into her ear, each word a testament to the depth of your feelings.

When the climax hit, it wasn't an explosion but a crescendo – a shared wave of release that left you both breathless and tangled in each other's embrace.

Lying there in the afterglow, Ryujin snuggled closer, her head resting on your chest. The anxieties and exhaustion of her idol life seemed miles away.

"Thank you," she murmured, her voice barely a whisper.

"For what"? you asked, tracing lazy circles on her back.

"For everything," she sighed, her voice thick with contentment. "This has been the perfect birthday present. Not just the dinner or the bath, but…" she trailed off, searching for the right words.

"But you, being here with me, making me feel loved and appreciated," you finished for her, squeezing her hand gently.

A soft smile played on her lips. "Exactly. This is everything I needed."

You knew the night couldn't last forever. The demands of Ryujin's schedule wouldn't allow it. But before the harsh realities of idol life intruded, you wanted to savor every stolen moment.

The scent of your cooking wafted into the room, a gentle reminder of the dinner waiting for them. With a playful groan, you untangled yourselves from the sheets and led Ryujin towards the living room.

The sight of the candlelit table, adorned with flowers and your painstakingly prepared meal, brought another tear to Ryujin's eye.

"You really went all out," she said, her voice filled with awe.

"Anything for my birthday girl," you replied, pulling out her chair.

As you settled into your seats, the stress of the day melted away. You savored each bite, the delicious food punctuated by laughter and stolen glances across the table. But the undercurrent of passion from your earlier encounter still lingered.

Midway through the meal, you reached across the table, your fingers brushing against hers. A spark ignited, a silent conversation spoken through a touch.

"You have something on your face," you said, your voice a low rumble.

Ryujin, self-consciously, went to swipe at her cheek. You stopped her, your thumb gently wiping away a non-existent speck. The touch lingered, sending shivers down her spine.

"There, all gone," you murmured, your gaze locking with hers.

The heat in her cheeks rivaled the flickering candlelight. Ryujin knew she couldn't resist any longer.

"Let's finish this dessert later," she whispered, her voice husky with desire.

You didn't need telling twice. You pushed away from the table, leading her back to the bedroom. This time, the urgency was fueled not just by pent-up emotions, but by the lingering taste of your delicious meal and the intoxicating scent of her skin.

You devoured each other with renewed fervor, clothes discarded in a haphazard mess. "Fuck me" Ryujin purred, as she lay herself down the bed. The bed became a battleground of passion, your bodies a tangled mess of limbs and heated whispers.

As you explored her body, your lips trailing down her neck and across the curve of her shoulder, you caught a glimpse of the leftover pasta sauce smudged on her collarbone. A playful smile spread across your face.

"Looks like we missed a spot," you teased, your tongue playfully lapping up the sauce.

Ryujin gasped, a mixture of surprise and laughter bubbling up in her chest. The playful distraction only added to the intensity of the moment, her laughter soon turning into moans as your exploration continued. Kisses by kisses, You make sure that every part of her body is loved.

Later, when the final tremors subsided, you found yourselves in the bathroom, the fragrant bathwater calling out to you.

Ryujin, her back resting against your chest as you lowered her into the warm water, sighed in contentment. You followed suit, the close quarters igniting a spark once again.

The rose petals, now scattered around the tub, became playful projectiles, a prelude to another wave of passion. Your hands, gliding over her soapy skin, sent shivers down her spine. Every touch, every whisper, was a testament to your love and the unspoken promise to cherish every stolen moment.

As the night deepened, you emerged from the bath, wrapped in fluffy towels, a comfortable silence settling between you. You helped her dry her hair, your fingers brushing against her scalp, sending goosebumps erupting over her skin.

In that moment, nestled in each other's arms, the world outside faded away. There were no cameras, no demanding schedules, just the quiet hum of contentment and the reassuring presence of the person who loved her, not just the idol, but Ryujin, the woman beneath the carefully crafted image.

The night may have begun as a celebration of her birthday, but it had transformed into a celebration of your love, a love story whispered in the shadows, a love that transcended the demands of fame and found solace in the simple act of being together.

The first rays of dawn peeked through the curtains, casting a soft glow across the room. Ryujin stirred, snuggled into the warmth of your embrace. The exhaustion from practice was gone, replaced by a deep sense of contentment.

"Y/n," she murmured, stretching languidly.

You opened your eyes, meeting her loving gaze. "Good morning, birthday girl."

A soft smile played on her lips. "This has been the best birthday ever, thanks to you."

Her words sent a warmth through your chest. "Just being here with you is all the present I need," you replied, nuzzling closer.

Ryujin reached up, her fingers tracing the contours of your face. "But you did so much more. The food, the bath, everything… you made me feel so special, so loved."

Her voice softened, and you knew another wave of gratitude was about to crash over her. Before she could speak, you cut her off with a gentle kiss. This one was different, slower, more deliberate. Your tongue brushed against hers, a silent invitation she readily accepted.

The kiss deepened, fueled by the lingering passion of the night and the unspoken emotions hanging in the air. Her tongue explored your mouth with a newfound boldness, a playful urgency that sent shivers down your spine.

When you finally broke apart, both breathless, her eyes shone with a newfound fire.

"Thank you," she whispered again, her voice thick with emotion. "Thank you for showing me what real love feels like."

You cupped her face in your hands, your thumb gently stroking her cheek. "There's nothing I wouldn't do for you, Ryujin."

She leaned in, her lips brushing against your ear. "Then stay with me," she whispered, her voice a seductive murmur. "Let's steal a few more moments before the world wakes up."

And with that, she pulled you back into a tangle of limbs and heated kisses, a fitting end to a birthday celebration that had transcended the ordinary, a testament to a love story blooming in the heart of the idol world.

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lth3auth0r · 24 days

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Ryujin X Male Reader - Choose Love FF

Day 1:

I arrive at the location of the experiment I signed up for at it's first day.

As I get into the Lobby some other boys who have already arrived are looking at me.

"Hey, you must be Y/N I suppose." one of them says.

"Yes, thats correct." I say and we shake hands.

"Whats your name?" I ask him.

"My name is Paul and this right here is my brother Simon." he responds and points at the other boy sitting next to him.

"Nice to meet you." I say smiling.

"Pleasure is all mine." Simon says and we also shake hands.

We sit down at one of the big sofas.

"So, why have you guys signed up for this?" I ask them.

Both of them are thinking for a couple of seconds until Simon answers first.

"Both of us are tired of dating apps and when we tried to find somebody in public it always ended toxic." he says looking at his brother who nods.

"How about you?" Paul asks.

"I am single for quite a while now. My last relationship did not work at all, she just basically used me and we always fought until she cheated on me with my cousin. So, I hope to find a real and honest relationship here. Thats why I signed up." I respond.

"That is a hard story. Hopefully this works out for you." Paul says.

"I hope so too." I say.

Then a door opens at the host of the experiment comes in.

He looks at us smiling and clears his throat.

"Hello everyone, thank you for taking part in our experiment Choose Love. Let me quickly introduce myself. My Name is Mario and I am the host of this Experiment for the Male department. The rules of this are very simple. All of you will be seated in a room. The number of it will be chosen randomly. At the other side one of our Lady Candidates will be seated. But the point is that you will not be able to see each other. You can just talk to and get to know each other by hearing the voice of the other Person. You have to get to know the person as good as possible for the next three days and the target is to fall in love just by hearing each other. At the last day you will decide for one the candidate you like the most or you already have fallen in love with which would be the best and ask for a relationship. Then if the decision is made, you will be revealed to other Person. Are there any questions concering this?" he says and looks at us.

Nobody gives a response and Mario nods.

"Great, then you can come over here and introduce yourself quickly before choosing your room number. Who would like to start?" he asks.

"I can go up first." a boy says and gets up. He wears a red shirt and has longer black hair.

He looks at us and then starts his introduction.

"Hello guys, my Name is Robert and I am 24 years old. I have signed up for this experiment because I got a divorce not long ago and I would like to be happy in love again." he says and seems a little bit sad while talking about the divorce Part.

We start clapping and Mario offers him a box.

"Please choose your room number without peaking." he says and Robert puts one hand into the Box while looking into the other direction.

He pulls out a little paper and looks at it before sitting down.

Then the next one of our group stands up to introduce himself. He seems to be from Spain of Latin Amercia.

"Hello everyone, my Name is Fernando and I am 25 years old. The reason I signed up here is that I have never been into a healthy relationship at all and I would like to find someone to spend my life with." he says and we start clapping again.

He also pulls a little paper with a room number and sits down.

The next ones to introduce are Simon and Paul. They tell the stroy about their reason for signing up for the experiment which they have also told me before. I smile at them while they do their best to perform in front of us.

After they pulled their room number and sat down next to me again, Mario looks at me.

"And last but not least, we have this handsome young man here who would also like to introduce himself to us." he says and I get up to the front.

I clear my throat and take a deep breath.

"Hello everyone. My name is Y/N and I am 23 years old. I signed up for this experiment because my last relationship did not work at all and I would like to find someone to have a real and honest relationship with." I say looking at the others.

"Thank you for introducing, you may also please pick the only room number we have left now and then we will move on to the next step." Mario says and gives me the last paper in the box.

I sit down next to Paul and Simon and unfold the paper. It is room 1741. An interesting number what could that mean? I ask myself.

"Which room number do you have?" I ask both of them.

"We have not seen it yet." Paul asks while he and Simon unfold their papers.

"I have 2170. " Simon says with a bright smile.

"And I have 561. I am so curious how she will be" Paul says in a happy but also quite nervous tone.

Then suddenly Fernando and Robert appear.

"Is it okay if we have a seat?" Robert asks.

"Of course." I say and we offer them a space at the Sofa.

"We were just talking about our room numbers. Have you seen yours yet?" I ask looking at them.

Both shake their heads and unfold their paper.

"Mine is 9123" Robert says and looks at us.

"Interesting, mine is 2650." Fernando says while showing us the paper.

"Okay, boys are you ready for the next step?" we suddenly hear Mario's Voice behind us.

"Yeah, we definetly are. What will be next?" I ask him.

"Next you will be going into your rooms to meet the voices of our female candidates for the first time. If you may follow me." he says and we get up to follow him to the end of the Lobby where a big door is located.

"I hope you enjoy the first day, you all know your room numbers. If you have any questions or wishes, please do not hesitate to talk to me." Mario says before pushing a little button at the door. It slowly opens revealing a corridor with doors at the left side.

My heart is pounding faster as I look for my room number.

Then nearly at the end of the corridor I find the door with the room number 1741.

I look around to check for the others. All of them have found their room numbers.

Then the door shows a green light and you can hear a little clicking sound. I slightly push against the door which is opens and reveals a cozy little living room Design. Right in front of the Sofa I can see the part of the wall Mario has spoken about.

The door closes behind me and I sit down at the Sofa. I am still a bit nervous about what will happen next.

Then I suddenly hear a door sound behind the wall coming from the other side. Someone is entering the room on the other side of the wall.

The door on the other side of the room closes which means that the person is now inside the room. I hear footsteps behind the wall and a sound as if you sit down.

"Hello, who is there?" I start speaking first to gain the person's attention. I also take out my College Block to write down some informations the person will may give me. My heart starts to best faster as I still wait on the person to respond.

"Hi" the other Person suddenly says in a soft tone and I hear that she smiles. Her deeper voice sounds so soothing in this first Moment that I immediately want more of it. "Whats your name?" I ask smiling. "My name is Ryujin. And yours?" she asks back. I immediately write down this beautiful name. "I have to write your name down because it sounds so beautiful." I say before I get to the point. "My name is Y/N." I respond and Ryujin also seems to write that down.

In these first minutes I clearly feel that my heart wants to tell me something about this girl sitting on the other side of the wall in front of me, so I listen to it and take the iniciative.

"Ryujin, I have a question for you." I say while preparing what I want to say next in my brain. "Sure, go ahead." she responds. "I would like to know why you have signed up for this experiment." I say and Ryujin starts to tell me.

"So first of all, my previous boyfriend treated me unfairly. He did not listen to me, neither he talked to me normally. He was just ignoring me all the time. He took me to every Party and just talked to his friends while drinking with them." Ryujin says and I listen to her words. "I am sorry for that." I say. "Thats okay. Now he thankfully is out of my life since three months and I thought an experiment like this one can help me to find someone new." she says and I clearly hear how revealed she is to be away from this guy. "But what about you?" she asks me.

I think about if I should tell her the story about my last relationship which is the reason I am single for quite a while now. "You can tell me." Ryujin says behind the wall. So I take a deep breath.

"In my case, the reason that I am single for quite a while now is that my ex girlfriend cheated on me with my cousin. One day I came home and they were laying on the couch together playing with themselves." I say while remembering this awful scene. "Ugh, that is mean." Ryujin says. "Definetly, I will never forget how my cousin looked at me with that wide smile on his face what made me throw them out of my appartement." I say and a little bit of anger starts building up in me as the memories come back. "So thats why I signed up here." I finish my story.

"So we have something in common." Ryujin says and laughs. "Yeah, I really like that." I say smiling. "It is very nice that we can talk with each other in this open way." I say with a warm feeling inside of me.

The way she laughs also makes me feeling attracted to her even more. I always liked it, when a kind girl has a sense of humor and she definetly seems to have that. Can it get even better? I ask myself while taking some notes. I seriously would like to pinch a hole in that wall in front of me, just to see how she looks like.

I just hope that this experiment works.

"What are you doing for work?" I ask her then after a little break. "In a sense, I am musician. I wonder if you might know some of my songs." Ryujin responds. I think for a quick second but nothing comes to my mind. "No, unfortunately not but that sounds quite nice." I say, while imagining myself standing in a crowd of her concert but maybe it is even better if I do not know her music yet, so that makes this experiment more interesting. "You should listen to it soon." she says while I write down the Information about her Music. "But what about you?" she asks then. "I am working at the reception of a nearby 5 Star Hotel." I respond. "How do I have to imagine that? Ryujin asks quite interested. "You have to check your guests in when they arrive and check them out if they leave. And during their stay you are there for them to help when they have questions and sometimes they also complain about something they do not like. But that part really can let your personality grow because you gain a lot of experience through such situations." I finish my explanation. "That sounds quite exhausting." Ryujin says. "It definetly can be but let me add that you know what you have done after such a stressful day." I respond while still thinking about Ryujin's music thing. I really would listen to one of her songs.

Her voice is so lovely already, so her songs can just be masterpieces. Then I cannot bury my curiosity anymore.

"Would it be okay for you, to show me one of these songs?" I ask her friendly.

"Hmmmm, maybe.." she says in a playful voice.

Our chemistry gets better all the time and I start to feel something inside of me, the longer we talk. And that feeling grows within me. I think about if I should tell her but maybe it is a little bit early for that. On the other hand, to fall in love is the main goal of this experiment. But no, it is to early. What if she does not like me at all? Maybe because of my Job or something else? All of these questions fly around inside of my head and I do not have an answer to them what also makes my stomach cramp.

I already adore her so much that it is nearly scary. This deep voice is so soothing that I could listen to it all day. Her sense of humor and also her kindness mixed with the incredible knowledge of life. I more and more think that heaven sent her to me directly. But what if I tell her about what I think? How will she react? Oh come on Y/N, you have signed up for this, so you have to go a few steps closer to your target.

I take a deep breath and hold it for a few seconds. That is harder than I thought.

"Ryujin.." I start my sentence.

"Yes?" she responds. Now I am caught in that situation of her waiting for me to finish my sentence.

"I just would like to tell you, that you seem very sympathic to me and it makes me really happy that I got to know you here." I feel my heart racing as she says quiet for some seconds which feel like hours.

"That is so kind of you and I must say the same about you in this situation." she then finally responds. My eyes get big since I do not thought that she would respond like this. "Thank you so much." I say while feeling like winning an award show. Ryujin just told me that she likes me. Can you believe that? A maybe famous musician just told me that she likes me. If this experiment works and we choose love, nothing will be left to oppose us. Everything will be ours and maybe we will create a song together, since I like good music as well. How good would that be?

I just want to say something as I hear knocks on my door. "Someone just knocked on my door, I just have to see who it is." I say and get up. "Sure, take your time." Ryujin says

I slightly open the door to look into Mario's friendly face. "The time is over for today." he says. "Oh okay, then let me just say goodbye." I respond and he nods. I get back into the room, packing my College Block. "Unfortunately I have to go. I will see you tomorrow." I say in a sad tone. "See you tomorrow then. It was very great to get to know you and I am looking forward to get to know you even better." Ryujin answers. "Same here." I say and go to the door.

Together with Mario I walk down the corridor until we reach the lobby where the others already are seated on the couches with glasses of Champagn. I also grab myself one and sit down next to Simon.

"How was your day?" I ask him while taking a sip of my Champagn. "Oh it was great. She is so cute, her voice is so angelic and the best is that she has experiences in living abroad. I love that. How about you?" he asks me. "I personally believe that this experiment works now. We kind of share the same story from our past when it comes to relationships. And she is a musician, how good is that?" I say with a bright smile on my face. "Yeah, that is really nice." Simon says and we look at the others energetically talking about their experiences. Then Mario sits down to us. "I am going to leave now, please enjoy the rest of your evening. I see you all tomorrow." he says and gets his coat.

We keep sharing our experiences until later in the evening. But then we get tired and make our way into the sleeping area. I change into my pyjamas and get to the bathroom to brush my teeth. During that Ryujin comes to my mind. Oh how I wish to be with her now. It would be just us laying on her bed and she would sing one of her songs into my ear with her soothing deep voice. Or we would just have talks and laughter together while cuddling.

Instead I have to share one big sleeping area with four snoring guys. And one of them is infront of the bathroom door right now. "Hey, Y/N open up. It's me Fernando, I have to do my Buisness and cannot hold it any longer." he says ripping me from my thoughts. I put my toothbrush away and slowly move to the door. "There you go, it's all yours." I say and get into the bedroom. After laying down I start thinking about tomorrow. What should I ask or tell Ryujin. Maybe some more sexual questions to melt her ice in that kind of topic. I would really love to find out more about her in that section of her mind. Maybe we also are a Match when it comes to that.

Day 2:

My Alarm is the first thing I hear in the morning. I slowly open my eyes just to see that I am the second one who is awake. Paul just occupied the bathroom to brush his teeth.

Suddenly I hear a yawn next to me and Fernando stretches his arma. "Good Morning" he says. "Good Morning. Have you slept well?" I ask him. "It was okay. How about you?" he says. "Never better." I respond and get up from the bed. After Paul gets out from the bathroom, I also greet him before starting my morning Routine. As soon as I am done with showering and getting my clothes on, I go to the breakfast area where a Buffet is served for us.

After we finished the breakfast, all of us get to the Lobby where Mario is already waiting for us. "Good Morning everyone." he greets us. "Good Morning." we all great back. "I hope you all are ready for day two of our experiment." he says and gets up from his chair. We all nod.

I feel how my heart beats faster when I think about hearing Ryujin's voice again today. The conversation I had with her yesterday were so great that I nearly would say get her to me, we are a match. But I have to stay patient, even though I slowly start to feel something inside of me. Then Mario starts speaking.

"I would like to tell you about the schedule for today. First you will get into your rooms again and you will have another 45 Minutes to talk to our girl candidates on the other side of the wall. Maybe you will get to know each other on a bit more deeper and intimite side because we all know that tomorrow is the day of the big reveal where you will going to see you for the first time in this experiment. And then you will see if you can be able to be together or not. The rest of today will be free time for you." Mario says and presses the button at the door to reveal the corridor with the doors again.

"Lets go." I hear Fernando's voice next to me. I wink at him. Paul and Simon are also stepping into the corridor again and I see how nervous they are to hear the voices of their potential girlfriends again. "I am so nervous to talk to her again." I hear Simon's voice shaking a little bit as he steps infront of the door with his room number.

I also reach my door with the number 1741. Like yesterday the little green light illuminates and I open the door to step in the room. My heart starts pounding again. I sit down at the sofa and take a deep breath. Then I hear the door opening at the other side of the wall.

"Good Morning." I say after hearing Ryujin's steps on the other side of the room.

"Hey, how are you today?" she asks. Her voice is so beautiful, I cannot wait until tomorrow when I am going to see the face of the woman with this soothing, deep voice.

"I am great, thank you. Did you had a good sleep?" I ask her smiling already.

"It was okay, sometimes I stay awake longer. But this is quite known to me, since I had this habit during my trainee days." she says and immediately has my attention.

"Sometimes I also have my struggles with that. What do you do, if you cannot fall asleep?" I ask, waiting for her response.

"Back in my Trainee days, I took long walks at the Han River to clear my mind. Somedays when the walks became longer, I watched the sunrise with one of my best friends." she says while being in her Memories.

"What was that training about?" I ask her interesed.

"It was all about dancing, singing and studying the choreographies from day to night. Sometimes 13 hours a day." she answers.

I start to imagine how she is in the training room with all the others competing in this program which seems to be hard for everyone. But the main thing for me is, that she likes to take walks, so I write that down immediately onto my College Block.

"Do you also like to go for a walk?" Ryujin asks. "Oh yes, I really do. Sometimes if I need to get my head free or just need some air, I go out for a walk. I often took my dog with me but he is now at a better place. My ex girlfriend and I went to a forest near our house when we had the time. It was beautiful." I answer while a Vision of me and Ryujin being together in this forest starts playing inside of my head.

Again I begin to think that we are a match and I would like to break this wall in front of me immediately.

"Maybe we could go on a walk together." I say hoping for a positive answer. "Oh yes, that would be so great." Ryujin says and I silently celebrate with a wide smile on my face.

"So Ryujin, what are you doing when you have free time at home?" I get on to the next question. "I really like to read while listening to music." she says. "The music of your group?" I ask her. "Not exactly. So, when I read I really like to listen to Jazz." she says making me smile again. "Oh thats so nice. Same here. It really calms me down and my concentration gets better when I listen to music like Jazz or Lo Fi." I say while writing down "Likes to listen to Jazz while reading" in big Letters onto my College Block page.

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h1keyready · 8 months

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First Time ʚɞ Ryujin ʚɞ ITZY

♡ afab!reader ♡ 2k words ♡ smut: dom!Ryujin, sub!reader, reader’s first time, dry humping, thigh riding, fingering (reader receiving) ♡ A last minute decision to go to a party leads you to an unforgettable night with your crush. reposted

You weren’t sure how things got to this point. Honestly, you didn’t expect anything at all when you decided to come to this party. It was the end of the semester and your friends nagged you to come along and have a little well-deserved fun so you kind of just tagged along at the last minute. Then you had a few drinks, nothing much, just enough to let loose and allow you to not worry so much about the consequences of your actions.

Apparently, this somehow led to your current predicament, which was pressed against a door while your crush kissed you senseless. It's also worth mentioning that the door you were pressed against was the bedroom door of your crush, and this crush of yours was Shin Ryujin, who actually liked you back!

You could barely wrap your head around the situation but even so, you couldn’t ignore the happiness that spread through your whole being. Maybe you were going in a dangerous direction, and maybe you would regret this in the morning, but right this moment, everything felt so dream-like that you refused to wake up. You felt that if you don't do this now, you would never have the chance or the courage again.

You gasped for air as Ryujin broke the kiss, letting the both of you refill your lungs with air. You saw her lock eyes with you and a mischievous glint flash in her gaze, then she leaned her head down. Her lips slowly trailed down your jawline, your neck, your collarbone, leaving kisses along their path. The hands gripping your waist suddenly tightened, and you felt one of her thighs pushing in between your legs, making way and pressing against your core.

"Ryujin," you whined at the sensation, and you felt her lips curl against the skin of your neck in response. She brushed your neck with her nose, all the way up to your ear, and whispered with her deep voice, "Do you want to feel good?"

You whimpered at her tone, suddenly feeling weak in the knees as you clutched her shoulders with a little more force to support yourself. "I've never done this before…" you confessed, hoping she wouldn't take it the wrong way.

Thankfully, she didn’t because she hummed thoughtfully then gave you another long kiss. "That’s okay. I just have to make it really good then."

You had no idea what she was up to but you trusted her to take care of you, and let her take full control of your body. And she wasted no time to move the thigh she had between your legs while guiding your hips with her hands to grind on her. Her upper body pressed against you completely, pushing you against the door tightly so only your lower bodies worked. It was an unfamiliar sensation, not unpleasant but somewhat embarrassing. You could feel heat building up in your lower abdomen and something wet flowing down between your legs, soaking your panties and probably staining Ryujin's thigh under your skirt as well. As you became conscious of this, the hands guiding your hips in a steady rhythm urged you to pick up the pace. With faster movements, the sensations turned more intense as well, and you gasped Ryujin's name in panic.

"Shh, don't worry, baby, relax and let me take care of your body," she whispered in your ear again, biting gently on your lobe. "Do you think you can do this on your own now?"

You nodded at her question, moving your hips just the way she taught you, even when her hands left your hips to explore different areas of your body. Ryujin watched you ride her thigh while she slowly undid the buttons of your blouse one by one, holding eye contact all the way to the last one. You arched your back, wanting to push yourself off the door so you could shrug your blouse down but she pushed you back with a smile, "No need to hurry. This won't be in the way for now."

Her smiling lips then continued their way down your chest, leaving tingles on your skin.

"Ride me faster, baby," she suddenly instructed, and you tried your best to match her pace. What you didn’t expect was the new sensation of her free hands suddenly grabbing your breasts and massaging them through your bra. "Don't stop," she warned when your hips froze from the surprise, and you had no choice but to continue.

The thigh between your legs, creating friction against your core, her body pressed so close to yours, her hands on your breasts, fingers brushing on your hardened nipples through your bra, your back knocking against the slightly moving door, her lips on your neck, her sweet whispers in your ear, all these new sensations were slowly driving you crazy until you felt like you couldn’t hold back anymore, and without thinking about it, you let go of it all.

You squeezed your eyes shut as your high crashed on you for the first time in your life, and you felt dizzy and disoriented. You had no strength left in your legs, only Ryujin and the door were holding you up. Then suddenly, you realized what happened, and a thousand emotions rushed over you. You felt indescribable bliss but at the same time, terrible shame. You couldn’t believe that you came in your clothes while standing, with Ryujin barely doing anything to you. There was a little voice in your head that tried to reassure you that this was normal but given that this was also your first time, you couldn’t quite calm your emotions.

Ryujin noticed that your thoughts were starting to spiral so cupping your cheek, she leaned in to give you a slow and comforting kiss. Her lips moved against yours incredibly softly, in total contrast to the overwhelming passion she showed you a few moments ago. Gradually, as you followed her rhythm, you were able to calm down too.

“This was…” you started when your lips separated then stopped because you weren’t sure how to describe it. It was nothing you’d experienced before, it was embarrassing, it felt good, it felt scary, and after all was said and done, you caught yourself craving more. It was like you got a little taste of something amazing, and you wanted to taste all of it. Suddenly, you found yourself wondering how Ryujin’s bare thigh would feel with no disturbing panties covering your pussy, how her fingers would touch you inside, how those soft lips and that hot tongue would push you over the edge. How it would be to make her feel pleasure too, what expressions and sounds she would make under you… Coming like this was really not enough.

As if Ryujin could read your mind - or the hungry look in your eyes - she chuckled, and pressed another quick kiss on your lips, “Do you want more?”

“Yeah…” you breathed out, still caught up in your imagination. “More…”

The way your eyes were glazed over with a dark haze made Ryujin mutter a “fuck” under her breath before pulling you towards the bed immediately. You could only let out a surprised yelp, and you were already lying on your back without your underwear. Ryujin’s hands roamed around your upper body, making sure to touch every inch of your skin as she pulled your blouse aside and down your shoulders. Cold air hit your skin and if the shiver running through your body came from that or Ryujin’s hot breath on your neck, you didn’t know.

“I’m going to fuck you so good,” she said in between kissing and sucking on your neck, and you already felt like seeing stars just from imagining her making good on her promise.

Ryujin sat up, straddling your hips, and she stripped herself completely naked with an impatience you had never seen from her. You wished you could have had more time to admire her body in earnest but she wasted no time for such things, instead finished taking off your remaining clothes as well.

You found it weird. You should have felt embarrassed being so defenseless in front of her, but the way she didn’t hide anything from you either made you feel a sense of trust and reassurance. The kiss that followed even more so.

Feeling her bare legs entangled with your own bare legs, feeling your wetness rubbing on her thigh and her wetness rubbing on your thigh, feeling the skin of your stomach and chest pressing together with her, feeling your lips and tongues dancing together… You had no hesitance or uneasiness left in you, everything seemed right, meant to be.

“You can touch me too,” Ryujin said, taking one of your hands and guiding it upwards so you could cup her breast. You stared up at her in pure awe as you slowly caressed her skin with your thumb, and Ryujin couldn’t help a soft smile appearing on her face. “You’re so cute.”

Somehow, this was the sentence that made you blush the hardest during the entire night and you became so flustered that you had no idea what to do with yourself. Luckily, you didn’t need to strain your brain for long because at that moment, you felt Ryujin’s fingers slide down your pussy. “Ah,” a surprised gasp escaped your lips, followed by many small puffs of air as she continued caressing you there, rubbing her fingers between your wet folds gently.

“Does this feel good?”

“Mmhmm,” you moaned slowly, closing your eyes in pleasure.

Ryujin then slipped one finger inside your hole and leaned down to kiss the next moan out of your lips. She still caught you off-guard, though, and in your shock, you accidentally squeezed your hand still resting on her breast. This was the first time you could hear her gasp and moan, and it was like music to your ears. “Do that again,” she told you, and this time, you were very encouraged to obey.

It took you a little bit to get used to the feeling of something moving inside your core but the sensation felt quite pleasant. Especially when Ryujin started to pull out and push in her finger repeatedly. She started out slow, and before you realized what you were doing, your hips had already moved on their own accord to match her pace, as if you didn’t want her finger to ever leave your body again. And it was you who actually picked up the speed, feeling more and more like this wasn’t enough.

So Ryujin pulled her finger out completely, a teasing grin playing on her lips as she looked at your disappointed expression, and she lingered for a second longer before pushing in two fingers this time.

“Ryujin…!” you gasped out her name in pleasure. What followed was a chorus of gasps, moans and heavy breathing while both of you called out the other’s name.

Ryujin was focused on pleasuring you with her fingers as you bucked your hips against her hand, and based on the rhythm you moved in, she also rocked her hips, riding your thigh at the same time. The feeling of your walls clenching around her fingers as you neared your climax, the way your hands played with her breasts and nipples with gradually slipping attention, and the way you looked up at her with glazed over eyes, screaming her name louder and louder with each push, until finally losing yourself as you came for the second time made her orgasm follow just as fast, coating your thigh in the same material as you did her fingers.

She leaned down to rest on top of your body and buried her face in your neck, sighing in satisfaction. Your arms carefully circled her bare back and you ran your fingers up and down along her spine, soothing her. Both of you needed a few moments to catch your breaths and calm down before you could clean up yourselves and sort out your relationship properly. For now, you just felt happy beyond belief, to be able to share this moment with her.

#itzy #shin ryujin #itzy smut #itzy imagines #itzy scenarios #itzy fanfic #itzy x reader #ryujin imagines #ryujin scenarios #ryujin smut #ryujin fanfic #ryujin x reader

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yujification · 3 months

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hii can i request pervy g!p ryujin who is the most filthy and horny person ever?? like just imagine, 6th member itzy reader and ryu coming home together while the other members are in their rooms with their roommates, and because ryu worked oh so hard shes so worked up and just drags reader to their shared room and starts taking all of her energy out…… going for hours and making a cumdump out of reader 😵‍💫

thank u for the ask! i just woke up so this may be a little messy lmao (pretend this is a good moodboard i literally just threw random images together)

cw: dubcon (?), g!p

i imagine ryujinnie has a very high sex drive, and very high stamina. this isn’t the first time she’s coerced you into letting her hit, but her excuse is always the same. “c’mon, i’ve worked so hard. been so good, yeah?” while tracing circles around your thighs and messily kissing your neck and shoulder, leaving hickeys all over your collarbones. you tell her to stop leaving marks, but she can’t help herself, telling you that it’s nothing a little foundation can’t fix.

she’s a bit of a tease too, because she likes seeing you writhe and whine and beg under her while she slides her cockhead up and down your slit but never going far enough to put it in, not until you’re shaking and nearly crying while tears tug at your waterline. when she fucks you, she goes on for hours, not stopping until your cunt is swollen and puffy with her cum oozing out of your hole, and even that isn’t enough for her, seeing as she keeps her dick in you while you sleep, the warmth of your pussy and the sensation of you weakly but gently bucking your hips against her cock for some sort of friction putting her ass straight to sleep!

bonus: she takes fucking gorgeous nudes, long videos of her stroking her cock and moaning your name prettily in dim lighting. she’s proud of them, and sends them to you during your schedules to remind you that she’s waiting for you and is definitely gonna fuck you silly when you get back to the dorms.

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pupyuj · 8 months

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gp itzy thoughts i beg cuz ur yuna one has me GIGGLING

i got you anon 😩😤😤 i personally view all of g!p itzy as subs (yes even ryujin don't fight me on this 🤭🤭) unless the scenario prompt is specific SO IT'S DOM READER TIME 😏 their names r color coded cuz some are longer than others i got a bit too into it 💀

that g!p yeji thought i posted a while ago is kinda perfect bcs it's just so her?? like to be so weak n pathetic when it comes to you :(( a little tease n baby is immediately rock hard, weakly asking for you to stop messing with her but secretly wanting for you to just,, ride her already 😭😭😭 she definitely likes being forced into having sex in like, public spaces 🤭 like she's saying "no stop (y/n) we can'tttt there's people here :((" but then why is she eagerly pounding into you while she's holding you up against the mirror in a changing room?? why isn't she doing anything other than sitting there n letting you jerk her off while you're in the movie theatre??? 🫢

lia's never beating the pillow princess allegations to me, even when she has a dick 🫡🫡 you're so pretty to her that she just wants to sit back and watch you do whatever you want to her with her cock :(( which ties into her voyeurism bcs she definitely gets off to the sight of you playing w your pussy in front of her,,, and n also in front of the mirror but like you're giving her a handjob n whispering dirty and borderline mean shit to her ear it gets her sooo horny you have no idea 😭😭😭 n she loves when u give her head bcs she can just look at your pretty face taking in her cock, she gets so proud :( big on praises during those moments but ultimately she's a slut for you 🫣

ryujin is kind of the tsundere-ish, pissy pants, big pride = big dick girl who hates being teased and played with but unfortunately you're a fucking brat 🤭 you're always groping her cock while people are around (they never notice), telling her things in her ear, wearing revealing clothing to rile her up, being touchy w people... but see, even if that makes ryujin pissed as hell she will not like, grab you and ruin you— no, that's what you do to her 👀 coming home from a party after flirting w the entire fucking house n ryujin is soooo mad 😭 like she's huffing, arms crossed and glaring at you while sitting on the bed as you're talking like nothing happened.. then you notice that look in her face n you laugh at her, making her even more mad 😭😭 but then you stand in between her legs and make her look up at you.. suddenly her eyes were the same as a puppy's?? like glossy and pleading while you're talking to her like, "d'you get jealous of that guy? c'mon, ryu, you know i only want your cock..." and "want me to prove it?" then she's nodding w a pout 🥺🥺🥺

making ryujin lay down on the bed to give her the best head of her life, one that pushes her to tears and has her seeing stars 🫠🫠 by the time you're riding her, she's crying bcs you feel so fucking good, like she's in literal disbelief over it 😩 sometimes the pleasure gets too much that ryujin will be so lost in her head while you're forcing orgasms out of her, but you're there to keep her grounded 🤭 leaning down to kiss her just to keep her eyes open and saying, "s-see, ryu?? fuck... i only want you..." she never doubted you ever again, but that didnt rlly stop you from just pissing her off anyway 😭

chaeryeong's reputation ain't the greatest bcs of her permanent rbf but that's what u love about her :( bcs she looks like this mean bitch who could kill anyone that thinks to approach you in a way she doesn't but u know how she is behind closed doors :(( she's your whiny baby who hides her face whenever you're touching her dick 😔 she's big on mommy kink and she's super polite 🥺🥺 always using 'please' whenever she wants to do something to you, or asking for your permission before coming she's the cutest 💔💔 and she looooves the collar + leash combo while fucking you from behind 😵‍💫 you pulling on the leash to bring her down, telling her to fuck you harder n then she's moaning "mommy!" in your ear the closer she gets to coming it makes her feel crazyy 😩

yuna is the type that can't keep her hands or her dick off of you 😭😭 she's always touching you and finds all the ways to feel your ass on her cock whether by sitting you down on her lap or hugging you from behind 😵‍💫 quickies happen a lot bcs again, she's just so addicted to the way your pussy clenches around her cock she literally cannot go a day without fucking you :(( so being apart from you is hard, sex wise!!!! she gets so pouty n she complains a lot,,, sends you photos and videos while you're away, and PHONE SEX!!!!! but it's never enoughhhh 😔😔 when you come back however.. be prepared for an entire day of fucking bcs yuna will literally not let you go anywhere once you're back with her 😭 yuna immediately pulling you to the bedroom as soon as you step inside her house :(( undressing you swiftly, pulling you to her lap to have you ride her cock for god knows how long 😵‍💫😵‍💫 her cum filling you up for hours but neither of you stopping bcs her cock and your pussy are just.. the perfect match 😔😚😚

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ratedfleur · 4 months

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nsfw x links | itzy’s ryujin edition.

[link] her sending you photos of her pussy after rubbing herself at the thought of you.

[link] you having her in your arms.

[link] ryujin as a horny drunk results in her pleasing herself whilst you sat across from her.

[link] ryujin getting tag teamed by her fanboys who she always takes to luxury hotels just so they can fuck her.

[link] ryujin letting you fuck her in the living room when the girls aren’t home but sometimes she hopes the girls would walk into her getting fucked.

[link] ryujin making you fuck her thighs because she’s exhausted from dance practice

#mikha’s works.#itzy #itzy shin ryujin #itzy ryujin #itzy imagines #itzy x reader #itzy smut #kpop imagines #kpop hard thoughts #kpop hard hours #kpop smut #girl group smut

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0cta9on · 18 days

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Anyeong Writer-nim,

"Anything that life throws at you, it means it is within your capabilities"😉

I would like to re-request for a short story, don't worry it won't be a full memo of a whole another novel😅. It goes like this.....

"Your childhood friend, Ryujin visits you on holiday at your apartment. Recently she started seeing you as a man, She got a lewd thought after seeing your used boxer laying in your bedroom. What would you do if you caught her sniffing your boxer? Would you let it slide or Help her 'release'"

Hope you saw this on your good mood✌️

Not my best work, but I wouldn't want you to wait any longer. I promise the next one will be better :^)

“Hey Ryujin, have you seen my charge- Oh.”

The last thing you expect to see in your guest bedroom is your childhood friend with her hand down her shorts and your boxers pressed against her nostrils.

A couple months ago, Ryujin texted you, teasing about flying across the world to visit you. You brushed it off, thinking it was nothing more than a little joke - Until last week, when you suddenly found her standing at your doorstep. You were so excited to finally be able to hang out with your best friend that you didn’t even notice losing certain articles of clothing until yesterday. Attributing it to the washing machine eating up your clothes, you are about to go shopping for new underwear when you suddenly walk in on this shocking display of unbridled lust.

“U-um…” Ryujin drops the boxers, completely mortified. “I-I, uhh, it’s not what it looks like…”

“Well don’t stop there, finish what you were doing,” you tease, smirking at her as you lean against the doorframe. She had been complaining for months about not getting any action due to the stress of college life. You wouldn’t want to be a bad friend and deny her that release, would you?

“W-what do you m-mean, I wasn’t… Um…” She gulps, nervously gauging your reaction. You can’t help but snicker to yourself as she stands there like a child caught doing something naughty.

“I guess I can help you out this once,” you say. You approach her, picking your boxers up off of the ground. Moving behind her, you shove the undergarments in her face while your free hand plunges into her shorts, tracing lazy circles around her clit. Her legs nearly give out on her as she leans against you for support.

“You’re already so wet down there, Ryujin,” you whisper roughly into her ear as you plunge two digits into her waiting heat. One of her hands reaches around to grasp onto your growing boner while she continues to inhale the lingering scent on your clothes.

“F-fuck yes, I love the smell of cock,” she groans. As her friend, it’s only fair that you give her what she wants. You push her down onto her knees, her pretty face mere inches from your cock.

“You know what to do,” you say, smirking down at her. With the excitement of a gambler hitting a jackpot, she unzips your pants and frees your cock from its confinements, deeply inhaling the scent of your length.

“Fucking finally, it’s been so long since I’ve smelled a real cock,” she says before taking you down her throat. A moan escapes your lips as you watch her gag on your entire length with ease, saliva dribbling down the sides of her lips. Her hand shoots back down her shorts, eager to finish what she started before. Never in a million years did you expect Ryujin to be such a cock-hungry slut, but you’d be damned if you weren’t about to milk her for all she’s worth.

You grab her hair and thrust, forcing her nose against the base of your pelvis. The sound of her choking and the way her eyes roll back in pure ecstasy tips you over the edge, and you shoot gallons of cum down her throat. You don’t let her breath until she swallows every last drop. Eventually, Ryujin collapses to the floor, gasping for air. Her hand and her shorts are completely covered in her juices.

“That was… better than I could have ever imagined,” she says, smirking up at you. You kneel beside her, toying with the hem of her shorts.

“If you want, we could keep this going,” you suggest. Despite being winded, Ryujin excitedly nods, biting her lip with anticipation. You yank her soaked shorts off, revealing her glistening pussy. The mere sight of it alone is enough for your cock to spring back to life.

“Might as well get rid of this then,” Ryujin says before tossing her shirt, revealing her toned abs and perky tits. Lining up your cock with her slit, you lean down and catch her lips as you thrust inside of her. The two of you moan into each other’s mouths as the sensation transcends a whole new level of pleasure. With each thrust, a scratch appears on your back, a bite on your shoulder, a profanity from her lips, but the pain only drives you crazier with desire. Your hands trace every curve on her body, desperate and searching. As you reach your climax, Ryujin gazes up at you with a knowing look and an eager nod. You release inside of her womb before collapsing together on the carpeted floor. She places gentle kisses on your neck and shoulders, apologizing for all the bite marks.

“I think I went a little too crazy,” she giggles. You pull her in for another kiss, less hungry and more mutual appreciation.

“It’s fine, but next time, just ask instead of stealing my laundry,” you tease, holding onto her body for a little bit longer.

#itzy #shin ryujin #itzy ryujin #kpop fanfic #kpop gg #itzy x male reader #itzy x male oc #itzy ryujin x male reader #itzy ryujin x male oc #smut #ryujin smut #itzy ryujin smut

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waevrs · 8 months

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ᴠᴀɴɪʟʟᴀ ᴇꜱꜱᴇɴᴄᴇ

Pairings: Shin Ryujin x LeSserafim!Reader

Tags: so much fluff it's sickening, suggestive, hidden relationship, make out session.

Summary: the summer you two snuck around like kids was one to remember...until you almost got caught.

Summer had arrived again, your favourite time of the year. Not because of the warm weather or the vacations, but because it was the time of year where both yours and your girlfriend's schedule was filled to the brim.

Both of your groups had recently made a comeback so there was many things to be done and schedules to be completed.

Now that doesn't sound great, does it?

But she makes it so great. Sneaking out of schedules when she knows she shouldn't just so she could come and see you. Leaving cute little notes on the breakfast she made for you, apologising that she couldn't stay longer.

She was just the perfect girlfriend.

It's not like you didn't do anything either. You would always stay behind at music shows just to pull her into a storage room to tell her how good she did and how pretty she is.

You two wanted nothing, and I mean nothing, to come between the two of you. So, you kept your relationship a secret from everyone. Of course, your members had their suspicions when they hear giggling from your room late at night but you always brushed it off as watching a funny video.

Luckily, you had a dorm room all to yourself. Perfect for Ryujin, who prides herself in climbing through your window just to kiss you or cuddle with you for as long as possible before your members wake up or her members call her, asking her where she is.

On one particular night though, she was especially clingy, not that you minded but it was very unusual for her. You were normally the one who clung to her like a koala.

"I missed you" she cooed, her face buried into your chest as she sighed happily. You couldn't help but smile at her cuteness and run a hand through her newly bleached hair.

"What?" she pouted when she caught you staring at her. Her brown eyes sparkled in your moonlit dorm room.

"I love you." You smiled, a new wave of confidence washing over you as your heart swelled from all the love you felt for the woman splayed out on your chest.

Although you had been in a relationship for 5 months, the words "I love you" were never exchanged, only felt.

Which explains Ryujin's reaction as she got a little teary-eyed and grabbed you by your (her) shirt to give you a soft, passionate kiss. She only parted from you when oxygen became a problem, grinning like a complete dork.

"I love you too." She whispered just loud enough so you could hear before bringing you in for another passionate kiss.

What started off sweet, quickly became heated as Ryujin straddled your waist, trapping you between her and the mattress. Her lips curved into a smirk as you let out a moan at her sudden dominance. Her limbs tangled with yours as she leads the kiss with lust and adoration.

As your lips come together in a passionate kiss, you feel your girlfriend's weight pressing down on top of you and pinning you to the bed. Your head spins with want as you feel the warmth of her mouth and the push of her tongue against yours. As she presses against you, you reach up to draw her closer and feel her delicate skin beneath your fingertips. She envelopes your waist and moans softly into your mouth, making her desire irresistible. Your make-out session intensifies, and you lose yourself in the moment, savouring the feel of your bodies pressed together.

Your hand slipped under her shirt and trailed along her abdomen before lifting it over her head.

You break your lips from hers so she can lift it over her head, revealing her bra.

Fuck.

She really was a beauty.

Ryujin heard you swallow hard and looked down at you through hooded eyes and lidded pupils. She licked her lips slowly and began grinding her hips into yours, coaxing a low groan from deep in your throat. Your lips came together again, the kiss bruising and consuming as you felt her chest pressed against yours. She tasted amazing. Her lips were so soft and her skin was so smooth. Your heart was hammering against your chest so hard, you were sure she could hear it.

"Mm…ngh!" Ryujin moaned as you trailed your hands down her back and cupped her ass through her shorts as she pressed against you. She leaned back and looked at you with a perfect mix of both love and lust.

"Let me show you how much I love you."

KNOCK KNOCK

Ryujin's look of lust quickly turned to one of panic as the two of you scrambled like rats to cover up your relationship. Ryujin clambered off of you and into your closet, long forgetting her shirt that was discarded on the floor.

"You should be asleep." Chaewon stated firmly, her voice revealing a mixture of concern and annoyance. Her gaze lingered on your dishevelled appearance, clearly connecting the dots in her mind. However, she chose not to pry further at that moment, perhaps sensing your discomfort. Feeling a surge of relief that she didn't press for an explanation right then and there, you managed to compose yourself enough to respond calmly.

"I know, unnie. I just couldn't sleep." Her expression softened slightly as she observed you for a moment longer before stepping aside to leave.

"Well, try to get some rest now."

There was an underlying understanding in her tone that hinted at the unspoken trust between your leader and you.

You nodded gratefully and made your way back into your room with Ryujin still hiding inside the closet. As you went to close the door behind you, a foot stopped you from closing it.

"That's not your shirt."

You were forever grateful for your leader's sharp eyes, but not this time.

"I...uh...borrowed it this morning!" you breathed out without a second thought, hoping that she brought your poorly crafted excuse.

"You know how it is...I'm always losing my shirts to Eunchae." You tried to sound nonchalant and casual, hoping that your explanation would be believable enough. Your leader raised an eyebrow sceptically.

"Someone was wearing that at the sound check today..." She started to think.

"Because it's a cool shirt! It's really popular at the moment." You tried to explain.

"Alright then," she replied with a knowing gaze. "Just make sure you return it soon." Relieved that she seemed to buy your excuse, you nodded appreciatively and closed the door behind you. As you turned around, Ryujin emerged from the closet with a mix of relief and amusement on her face and one of your hoodies wrapped snugly around her body.

"You were amazing there," she whispered as she hugged you tightly. You let out a breathless chuckle before replying in a hushed tone, "I couldn't have done it without your shirt lying there as evidence."

Ryujin grinned mischievously. "Well then, I guess we should be more careful next time."

"That was really close..." You let out a deep sigh, the adrenaline from the situation slowly wearing off. Ryujin reached down to grab her shirt from the floor and stuffed it in the pocket of her newly claimed hoodie.

"I'm sorry." She reached up to your cheek to bring you in for a soft kiss.

"Don't apologise, you know I love the rush." You giggled and opened the window for Ryujin once again. She was always so dramatic when it came to these goodbyes, but you knew she wouldn't be gone for long.

She whispered soft 'I love you's against your lips before smiling and finally deciding to climb out of your dorm window.

Summer would always be your favourite time of the year.

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ryejism · 8 months

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“ step out of the car for me. “ the short, black haired officer demanded as she backed away from the driver door. you refused as you didn’t think you did anything to deserve it.

“ get out of the car or i’ll get you out myself ma’am. “ she ordered again, this time was more of a warning.

“ are you going to arrest me? “ you asked her through the rolled down window.

“ i might if you don’t step out of the vehicle. “ she sighs.

you felt wrong for finding her attractive. you didn’t mind her ordering you around like this despite you not obeying her orders could result in a lot more problems, but that was a risk you were willing to take. you always get your way out of things anyways.

“ this is your last warning, if you don’t step out of the vehicle, i’m going to remove you myself. “ she said firmly.

“ if you’re just pulling me over for speeding, why do i have to get out?! “ you raised your voice.

“ because you refused to give me your information, ma’am. “ she stared at you. “ now, step out. “

you still didn’t budge, resulting in her swinging her arm over the window to unlock the door and yank the car door open. she grabbed you by your arm and pulled you out herself, her strength surprising you despite it being a necessity for her job. she grabbed you by your wrists, holding them together and slamming you onto the hood of your car.

you tried to resist her efforts but her strength overpowered yours. she held your wrists with one hand as she reached for her handcuffs, wrapping them around your wrists and cuffing you.

the way she held you still and pressed herself against your backside as you were bent over the hood made you feel sinful for the feeling that rushed down between your legs.

“ let me go, officer! “ you pleaded as she pulled you up and guided to her police car. you stood there still as she pat you down, trying her best to avoid touching up on you in areas she shouldn’t.

“ nothing in your pockets that’s gonna poke me or anything? “ she asked, patting down to your thighs.

“ no, ma’am. “ you replied, anxious as she constantly got close to certain areas.

you moaned slightly when her hand accidentally grazed over your clothed core. she scoffed at your perverted reaction, although she continued to do it knowing exactly what she was doing.

“ stop that. “ she said after you continued to react to her purposeful perverted antics.

“ stop what? “ you teased. you knew exactly what she meant.

“ i don’t have time for this. “ she said as she fished out your wallet from your pockets to grab your ID and personal information.

“ stay here. “ ryujin ordered, walking towards the driver seat to run all your information.

a few minutes pass by before she comes back, placing all your stuff back into your wallet that stayed on the hood of her car.

“ i don’t know why you didn’t just listen. you made it way worse and now you’re gonna walk away with a handful of unnecessary charges for resisting. “ she said, still leaving you handcuffed.

“ great. can you take these off me now, officer shin. “ you smirked, looking at her badge. no one ever calls her that aside from her workmates, so it took her by surprise. you stared her down, specifically her perfect pink lips.

she turned you back around, pressing herself against your ass with more pressure than last time. she leaned down, closing the gap which made you extremely anxious, especially since your hands stayed cuffed behind your back, unable to touch or resist her.

“ this isn’t very professional of me, i hope you know, y/n. “ she whispered into your ear from behind. “ and you’re lucky we’re in the middle of nowhere and only i ever patrol this highway usually. “

her deep raspy voice made you drenched and horny. a soft moan left her lips as she grinded against you softly.

“ officer shin…. “ you whined as ryujin broke the contact and walked you to the opposite side, away from the road. it’s dark and you two are in the middle of nowhere, perfect for what ryujin was planning. you as well, but you couldn’t tell her that.

“ call me ryujin, please. as of right now, i’m off duty. “ she said, bending down to remove your pants and panties at the same time. the cold air of the night hitting against your wet center, making you flinch.

she stuffed your soaked panties into one of her pockets, earning a concerned look from you. you can’t believe you got pulled over by the pervert officer at night and now she’s about to fuck you. maybe you’ll speed through here more often.

she opened the passenger door, shoving you into the seat and spreading your legs towards her outside as she stood.

you were very pleased when she finally kissed you, she must’ve noticed the way you stared down her lips earlier. she lived up to all your expectations, they were soft and she was a great kisser. however, her actions were anything but soft as she manhandled you this entire time.

her fingers ran through your wet folds, acknowledging how aroused you had been. you moaned into her mouth as she continued to kiss you.

“ please more, officer shin. “ you whined, continuing to call her the name she said not to call her. it fueled a secret fantasy of yours, which she sort of picked up on which only made her more eager to fulfill it.

she slid one finger into you with ease, making you arch your back. your hands were still cuffed but she held you up when she could. marks were definitely going to be left on your wrists from the way the cuffs would brush against your wrists whenever you’d try to get out of them.

“ you’re bad, this is so so bad, y/n. “ she pulled away from the kiss to speak, but not stopping her fingers from pumping in and out of your cunt.

“ i’ll never go against the law again, officer shin. i promise. “ you cried out as she inserted a second finger and picked up her pace.

“ we’ll see about that, y/n. “ she was kind of right, you’d definitely come by here more often just to see her. or maybe you’d show up to her station to ask for her. who knows.

you were a moaning mess as the hot and now off-duty officer fingered you in the passenger seat of her police car. a few cars passed by but not paying any attention to the borderline exhibitionism you two were engaging in.

“ how would you feel knowing you’re walking away with charges and an orgasm from the same officer that pulled you over. “ she teased, making you cry out her name. the pain in your wrists worsening as you shook and cried out for the girl.

“ are you really gonna still charge me? “ you asked, genuinely shocked and her pace slowed down.

“ i still have to get paid at the end of the day, y/n. c’mon… use your head. “ she said as she reverted back to professionalism. you groaned out in response. at least you’re walking away fucked and ruined by the hot officer, so you win in some way.

she started to curl her fingers just right, hitting you where you needed it most. her pace also picked back up to how it was previously, making you squirm in the seat.

if your hands were free, you’d be gripping and pulling on her hair as she alternated between kissing you and talking to you in-between. her left hand rested on your back, holding you up and close to her as she fucked you.

“ i’ll remove one charge if you cum for me right now, how about that? “ she asked, the loud gasp you let out in response being enough of an answer for her.

you were so close. you could feel the knot in your stomach begin to tighten, her fingers working you as best she could so you could finish.

you began to leak onto her leather seat, wondering if this was the first time she had a girl like this while on the job. as the feeling of competition came over you, you felt the need to be the best for her just incase she did have others before.

“ right there, ryujin. please… “ you panted as she hit the right spot, making you leak your cum onto her seats and coat her fingers. your moans filled her car, along with the smell of sex that would definitely linger on her drive home.

“ fuck. “ you breathed out while she pulled her fingers out of your pussy, licking them clean.

she gave you barely any time to adjust before reaching for the keys for the handcuffs, ready to send you off back home with less charges than before.

she didn’t say a word to you, ashamed she commit such a filthy act towards you while on the job. she kept ignoring eye contact as she pulled you back out of her car and turned you around.

she noticed the way your pussy had dripped onto the ground below her, your leftover cum sliding down your thighs. she cleared her throat as she undid the cuffs, freeing your hands.

“ fucking finally. “ you silently mumbled to yourself.

“ was just doing my job, don’t talk like that. “ she finally spoke.

“ is fucking people you pull over also apart of your job, officer? “ you teased, making her feel a little scared knowing if you told anyone, she’d lose her job.

“ no…. but don’t you dare tell anyone this happened, please. “ she begged.

“ only if you promise me a second time, you know, it probably gets tiring and stressful on the road all the time. “ you suggested, putting your pants back on. you didn’t have your panties anymore considering she had pocketed them herself and definitely wasn’t gonna give them back. this would become a thing, she wanted to know how many pairs she could steal from you as this continued.

“ you know where to find me then, y/n. “ she replied, handing you back your wallet. she walked back over to the driver side and entered her seat. she sped off, leaving you there standing alone in the cold night.

“ what a fuckin night. “ you mumbled to yourself. you drove home, wondering what the hell just happened and if she actually meant what she said about knowing where to find her when you need it. you would definitely be testing that theory out another day.

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Shin Yuna X Shin Ryujin X Male Reader

You are sure that you have seen her before. She looks younger than you. Maybe 20? You don't know, but she is absolutely gorgeous. Her dark her flows down her right shoulder. The young girl looks just as beautiful as Chaewon and you are sure, she must be an idol as well.

If you would have seen her before in person, you would have hired her yourself.

The silver necklace on her skin sparkles a little in the bright light of the changing room.

"You look really cute, Yuna."

"Thanks, unnie."

The young girl gives the woman in your lap a cute smile. Yuna's appearance makes you realize that you are still half naked and that you are still inside of Chaewon.

"Get off me, Chae."

She shakes her head cutely.

"Don't want your cum to spill out."

Her words make Yuna blush and you are getting a little embarrassed as well, realizing that Yuna must have watched the two of you. You don't know for how long though.

"I-I'm sorry for interrupting, then. I will leave."

Yuna bows politely, trying to not look at the connection between you and Chaewon.

"Wait."

The older girl sighs.

"We are not going to see each other soon. Right?"

She turns her head to look at you.

"No. I've got stuff to do."

You see her pout, before coming to a decision.

"Yuna, you have to entertain him, until I'm done with the shoot."

You raise your eyebrow in question and Yuna looks stunned too.

"W-What?"

"If I can't see him again soon, I need him to fuck me again, before he leaves. Just make sure he doesn't leave."

And with that crazy request, Chaewon hops off your lap.

You are somewhat disappointed to leave the warmth of her pussy, but Yuna's look makes more than up for it. She stares at your cock, unable to close her mouth.

"I think I know, how you can keep him here."

Chaewon makes Yuna fall out of her trance.

"Hmm?"

Her cheeks redden, as she realizes she just got caught staring.

"Make sure he doesn't leave."

The older girl is already completely dressed. You almost have to chuckle. She is able to put her clothes back on just as fast as she can get them off.

"Do what ever it takes."

She whispers in Yuna's ear, before she leaves the room and closes the door.

Suddenly, the air in the room is incredibly awkward. The two of you don't know each other. And she still doesn't know your name. But you are sitting in front of her, naked. While she tries her best to keep her eyes off a particular part of your body.

"Let me put my clothes back on."

You see a small glimpse of regret flash across Yuna's dark orbs.

The situation is embarrassing enough and you hope that she doesn't notice, that you are slowly getting hard by the sight of her. Yuna really is model material.

Her long legs are partially covered by white socks, which match her shoes. The skirt and the top are a set, together with the small jacket. All in light colours with stripes on them.

After getting your pants back on, you check the time, before standing up. The little detour with Chaewon already cost you enough time.

"I have to go now."

Yuna's eyes grow wide.

"N-No. Chaewon said, you should stay."

You chuckle at her.

"She wasn't being serious."

"I-I think she was."

Yuna can't seem to stop stumbling over her words. As if she just saw something utterly shocking. And following her gaze, you realize, it's still lingering on your crotch.

"Eyes up here."

You tease her as you point towards your face. Yuna blushes madly, her face turning red.

"I-I'm sorry."

The smile on your face can't be hidden as you walk towards her.

"May I?"

Yuna slowly nods, before closing her eyes. You are surprised as she starts to lean in.

"I meant the door."

You can almost hear her heart break in embarrassment.

"Please. I wa-want to."

Her eyes are still closed.

"What?"

"I want to do with you, what Chaewon did."

"You don't have to. Don't worry. She was just joking around."

Yuna finally opens her eyes. You wish you could fuck her. But it feels like she is just doing it, because she was told to.

It looks like determination, which is sparkling in her eyes, but it's gone as fast as it appeared.

"Al-Alright. Have a nice day."

You hear the regret in her voice as she steps aside. Is Yuna disappointed, because you don't fuck her? Or because Chaewon told you not to leave?

You wonder as you open the door. But you are unable to finish the thought. You almost walk into someone.

The woman in front of you is shorter than Yuna, which means, she is way shorter than you. But her eyes still glisten with authority. And something you can't identify.

"U-Unnie?"

You hear Yuna's flustered voice behind you.

"Do I really have to do everything myself. Huh? Chaewon told you to stop him from leaving."

Did Chaewon tell her? Or did she listen through the door?

Once again, you are unable to come up with an answer, because the girl puts her hand on your chest. You are so surprised, that you are letting her push you back inside the room.

"Close the door."

Yuna does as she is told, while the other girl finally stops in the middle of the room.

"You look more handsome than in the photos."

"What?"

It only takes you a second, before you realize, that Chaewon must have send her pictures. You take a mental note, to punish her later. You are usually careful about pictures of you. A scandal is not what you need. Especially not one with a K-pop idol.

"And Chaewon told me you know what to do with a woman."

You kinda knew what this was leading to as soon as you saw her face. But it is still unexpected.

"I don't even know who you are."

"Shin Ryujin. You will get to know me."

You look down at her, about to reply, when she speaks up again.

"Come here, babygirl."

Yuna steps up next to Ryujin, before the older one looks at you.

"I had fun with her a couple of times already."

She winks at you, while tracing one of Yuna's legs with her finger.

"Now you can enjoy."

Yuna still looks a little shy and you don't know how to react. This is going a little too fast for you.

"What are you waiting for?"

Ryujin pushes Yuna towards you.

"Let him enjoy your body, babygirl. That's what it's for anyways."

Once Yuna stands in front of you, you see that her cheeks are still a little red, but when she looks up, you see the lust in her eyes starting to grow. As if she is starting to warm up to the idea.

"What do good sluts do?"

Ryujin stepped behind Yuna, whispering in her ear.

"They suck cock."

Yuna's whisper is quiet as if she can't believe what she just said. The older girl takes the younger one's shoulders and pushes her to her knees. Yuna is on the floor in front of you, looking up.

"M-May I?"

You don't see a reason to say no. And the way Ryujin looks at you, makes you give her a quick yes.

Slowly, Yuna starts to unbuckle your belt and opens your zipper.

"The only person she has been with is me."

Ryujin looks at you.

"Make sure she enjoys this as much as you do."

So Yuna is practically a virgin?

You look down on her in disbelief as you feel her small hand your cock. No wonder she couldn't stop staring, earlier.

"I tried to teach her to be a good slut. Let's see what she has learned."

Hearing Ryujin's words, Yuna parts her lips, ready to take you into her mouth. Her soft lips touch your shaft slightly, before you enter her.

When Yuna starts to suck, she does it slowly and careful. As if she is afraid to do something wrong. It is hard to move your gaze away from her gorgeous big eyes, but you do so eventually.

Ryujin is still standing behind her. You see that her hand started to play with the hem of her greyish skirt.

"Tell mommy how much you like sucking cock."

You are surprised, when you hear her call herself mommy. As far as you remember, you have never been with a very dominant woman before. Soyeon was close, but she never called herself mommy.

"I love it, mommy. It tastes delicious."

Yuna stops for a second to answer, before she resumes her blowjob. Her tongue glides along your shaft as she moves her head.

You see how Ryujin's hand has disappeared inside her skirt. The slow motion of her arm leaves little to the imagination. She bites her lip as she watches Yuna suck your cock.

Although it seems to be her first time, the young idol does seem to know at least a little about what she is doing. Her tongue hits the exact right spot once in a while and her mouth is tight enough for you to let out a satisfied sigh.

"Taste this."

Ryujin's hand has reappeared and is now stretched out towards you. The look on her face makes it clear, that it wasn't a question, but an order. So you do what she wants. You lean forward a little, sucking on her fingers. You taste her flavor on her skin. It's a little sweet and you wonder how it would taste like to eat her out. She seems to have read your mind as she starts to speak again.

"A little appetizer for later."

She winks at you, before retreating her hand and leaning down. Ryujin takes Yuna's hair and holds it for her, while the younger girl keeps moving her head. You can feel that she is trying her best to make you feel good. Sometimes, she tries to take you deeper inside her mouth, but she has to retreat shortly after, choking slightly.

"Come on, babygirl. We practiced this. Didn't we?"

And without another word, Ryujin's hands move from Yuna's hair to her head. Taking it in both of her hands, Ryujin pushes Yuna onto your cock in one forceful motion.

"Oh fuck."

You groan as her throat tightens around you. It almost feels like she is about to throw up, so deep you are in her. The surprise is written on her face as she starts to gag. It makes her massage your cock with her throat. Spit starts to dribble out of the corners of her mouth as Ryujin keeps holding her in place.

"Good girl."

She forces Yuna's head off you. It feels like you were the one who wasn't getting air. You think that you have never been so deep inside a woman's throat. Yuna seems to think so too as she can't stop chocking.

"Not done yet."

Ryujin's singing like tone is not compatible with the situation. Once more, she shoves Yuna onto your cock. You are amazed at how much she is able to take. What did Ryujin do to her?

This time, the older girl holds her head in place longer. Slowly but surely, Yuna's spit starts to drop down her chin. It lands on her top, her bare thighs and her white socks. It becomes even more as she gags harder. She does it so hard, that she is almost forcing you out of her unintentionally.

You feel your knees getting weak and you have to grab onto the chair next to you.

"You are such a good little slut."

Yuna is unable to respond to Ryujin's words. Her mouth and throat still stuffed with cock.

A forceful pull on Yuna's hair, makes her fall off your cock.

"How do you like it now?"

It takes her a good couple of seconds to answer. Yuna has to cough for some time, before she recovers.

"It feels good. I love it."

Her raspy voice sounds weak. You hope, she doesn't have a performance or something after this.

"You love it?"

Ryujin's smile looks dangerous and you know that Yuna just dug her own grave.

And then she does it again. She drags Yuna forward by her hair, forcing her onto your cock. You honestly don't know how you should survive this as you feel Yuna's tight throat around you. By now, your cock is completely drenched with her saliva. And when Ryujin finally pulls her back again, her spit slowly falls off your cock in long strings.

"God job, babygirl."

Yuna's tired eyes glisten with satisfaction as she breaths heavily, trying to recover.

"Look at all this spit."

Ryujin leans forward. One of her fingers dances on your shaft, making you shiver a little. She scoops up one particularly thick string of saliva. As if on instinct, Yuna opens her mouth. The older woman lets the spit fall off her finger and into her mouth.

Only now you realize, what a mess Yuna has become. Her chin is decorated with white bubbles, which formed due to all the spit. Another string of glistening fluid is hanging off, about to fall between her legs. Her cute, colorful top has small stains on it. Yuna's once white socks are now almost see through. And the small puddle on the floor could be mistaken for another of Yuna's fluids.

"Do you think that's wet enough?"

Yuna nods her head at Ryujin's question.

"Fuck her."

Her demanding tone makes you jump into action. You help Yuna to her feet.

"On the couch."

The black leather furniture is standing in the middle of the room. Right next to the chair, which you were holding on to. Without a word, you bend Yuna over the backrest.

You hear her humm in delight, when you reach under her skirt. Her back, exposed between her skirt and her small jacket, looks like vanilla. You put your left hand on it, pushing Yuna forward. She is now almost lying on the thin backrest. Her toes are barely touching the floor.

You stroke her thighs slowly, savouring the feeling of Yuna's legs slightly shaking.

Ryujin seems to become impatient as she walks up to the two of you.

"You are supposed to fuck her. Not play with her."

With that, she grabs Yuna's skirt and begins to pull it down. She exposes Yuna's pretty ass in the process and her white panties. You can't help yourself as you reach forward. Kneading her flesh, you hear Yuna moan slightly. Her skirt is now hanging around her ankles.

Ryujin has now walked around the couch, facing the two of you.

"You are gonna eat me out, while he fucks your pretty little ass. Do you want that?"

"Yes, mommy. I love your pussy."

You don't register Yuna's words, thinking you misheard.

"I want daddy to fuck my ass really hard."

"What?"

You can't hide your surprise.

"No one has fucked Yuna yet. And I intent to keep it that way. She is mine."

Ryujin looks at you, while she explains.

"You can have her ass. Make her scream."

She puts her right foot on the couch and starts to lift her skirt. You are too busy watching, not being able to reply.

The older girl exposes her red thong as she leans closer towards Yuna.

"You have to be gentle with her at first. We don't have lube."

And after telling you that unimportant piece of information, Ryujin takes Yuna's hair into her hand again and forces her towards her pussy.

You can't believe the situation you are in. You are standing half naked behind Yuna. Who is a virgin. Your hands on her butt cheeks, while she is eating out someone else. And you are supposed to fuck her ass?

You don't want to hurt Yuna, but the idea does make you a little excited. Sohee's body was build for anal. But Yuna? You are afraid that you might break her.

At this point, Ryujin doesn't seem to care anymore what you are doing. Her eyes are closed, a smile on her face. She enjoys Yuna's tongue in her pussy.

You even fucked Sohee with lube, so you aren't sure if you should keep going. But when you look at your in spit covered shaft, you guess that that's enough.

Trying to take it easy, you pull the white fabric around Yuna's slim waist off of her. It joins her skirt around her ankles, before your thumb moves across her puckered hole.

You feel her move away instinctively, but when you touch her again, she stays in place. Leaning forward, you let some of your spit fall onto her ass. Yuna moans into Ryujin's skirt as you slowly penetrate her hole with one finger. Her muscles squeeze around it. You realize, she must be even tighter than Sohee.

While you slowly finger Yuna's asshole, you start to hear occasional moans from both of them. Ryujin's eyes are still closed as she begins to grind her hips against Yuna's face. The way the two of them look, drunk in pleasure, moaning in tandem, makes you unable to hold this off any longer. You hear a disappointed whine, when your finger leaver her hole.

But you feel Yuna push against you as she feels your tip resting against her cheeks.

The older girl's moans become louder. The two of them seem to have done similar things already. Yuna knows what to do, to make Ryujin feel better.

Yuna lets out a long, drawn out moan, when you finally push your tip past her muscles. Even if you wanted to go fast, you can't. Her ass is incredibly tight. As if this is her first time.

Spreading her ass cheeks apart, you watch as you try to push deeper into her. Yuna's feet are getting off the ground and she starts to kick the air. You stop for a moment, afraid you hurt her, but then, she moans again.

Ryujin's hand, which is not in Yuna's hair, is now going through her own. You see her leg, which is still on the ground, starting to tremble.

"Holy fuck, babygirl."

You watch Ryujin as you keep pushing inside of Yuna. Once you are halfway in, you decide to not go further. At least for now.

When you try to pull out of her, you feel Yuna's muscles holding onto you. It actually takes a little amount of strength, to slowly retreat. Meanwhile, Ryujin has started to become a mess. Her hair is now all tousled. Her hips are shaking and she is now holding onto Yuna and not forcing her towards her.

After a couple of seconds, which feel like ages, you finally leave Yuna's asshole. You see it close and open slowly, before you start to push in again. Yuna whimpers underneath Ryujin's skirt, which seems to drive the older one even further.

"Use that tongue. Almost there."

Both of her hands are now holding onto Yuna's head as she tries to keep herself standing. The pleasure she is receiving is making her weak. It's making her slowly lose control.

You don't know when, but almost out of habit, you start to fuck Yuna a little faster. It is harder than to fuck Sohee. It's almost like she is fighting to keep you inside. But once you leave her hole, she makes it as hard as possible to enter her again. The combination makes your head all dizzy. But you can't stop. You can't stop to thrust slowly into Yuna's backdoor.

The grip on her small waist tightens. You see Yuna almost falling off the backrest by your thrusts and Ryujin's pulling, so you have to keep her in place. Her feet haven't touched the ground for a while now.

"Gonna cum! Good girl!"

You watch as Ryujin finally trembles towards the edge. Yuna must have given her best, despite getting fucked from behind. She does whine occasionally, but she is still focused enough to make Ryujin orgasm.

The older woman throws her head back as she finally cums. Her legs shake and she keeps tugging at Yuna's hair.

"Holy-!"

Her words are cut off.

When the pleasure and her energy leave her body, Ryujin falls down onto the couch. She breaths slow and steady. A big smile on her face.

You take the opportunity, that you now have Yuna for yourself. The young girl has been pretty quiet up until now, but you want to change that. Your left hand reaches forward, grabbing a fistful of her dark hair. It's a mess already anyways.

"Oh! Yes!"

You make Yuna arch her back as you pull her hair. Your other hand squeezes her right butt cheek tighter. Making sure that she won't fall.

As your thrusts increase in pace, Yuna starts to become a whimpering mess. Although she had a lot of experience with Ryujin and toys. This is the first time, someone actually fucked her. She loves the feeling of your cock in her ass. She loves your hand in her hair, forcing her to look up. She loves, how you squeeze her ass so hard, probably leaving a mark. She loves all of it.

And like Ryujin taught her, Yuna vocalizes her pleasure.

"Feels so good! Yes, daddy!"

Her eyes are shut tight. She has to bite her lip, everytime you push into her a little too deep. But the little pain is nothing in comparison to the pleasure.

"You fuck me so good!"

Ryujin is satisfied with only watching for now as you keep thrusting into Yuna. You still don't go all the way in, knowing that she is still to tight. She hisses in pain once in a while, but her moans can be heard more often.

You slowly begin to get tired. It doesn't matter how good Yuna's ass feels, you will have to stop eventually. You had to fuck Chaewon before this already and you are getting scared at the fact, that she might be waiting for you once you are done with these two.

Ryujin seems to sense that you won't be able to keep this pace up for much longer. Yuna doesn't show that she cares as she keeps pleading for more.

"Yes! Harder please!"

You pull her hair further, fulfilling her wish.

"Come here."

Ryujin looks at you, while beckoning you towards her.

"No, unnie. Please."

Yuna sighs in disappointment, but Ryujin doesn't care. It takes you a couple of thrusts, before you finally stop. Slowly pulling out of Yuna, you hear her whimpering and watch her body shake slightly. Her muscles tense around you, trying to keep you inside.

Once you finally leave her asshole, you see how stretched out it is. You leave Yuna lying like this as you walk around the couch.

"Lie down."

You do what Ryujin tells you. Lying down, you feel Yuna's hair on your stomach now. She is still hanging over the backrest, trying to recover. The older woman crawls up to you, before she starts to climb onto you. Her hand slowly strokes your shaft as she hovers over your cock.

"Finally."

Ryujin lowers herself onto you.

You are glad that you don't have to do all the work now. Ryujin's snatch feels incredible. Of course it's not as tight as Yuna's ass. But it still squeezes your cock tightly. Her pussy seems to change its form for you as you go deeper and deeper. Her walls clench around you as she almost takes all of you inside at once.

You see her breathing heavily and you realize, that she might not be doing this often.

"Fuck."

She moans as she tries to keep herself stable. One hand is holding onto the backrest, while the other is placed on your shirt, slightly grabbing a fistful.

You can't see her pussy, due to her skirt, but it might increase the pleasure even more.

Painfully slow, Ryujin start to lift herself off you. Her walls grip you tight, making you feel her on every inch of your cock. When only your tip remains inside of her, she lowers herself once more. This time, she goes further, finally taking all of you inside of her.

You have to groan, when Ryujin sits on your cock. Not moving. Trying to adjust to your size as she is filled completely.

"I need to cum."

You look up at Yuna, who pouts at you. She is still in the position from earlier. You motion her to climb over the backrest as you feel Ryujin lift herself off you again.

Yuna almost falls off the couch as she crawls down, before you place her into the right position. She is now sitting on your face. You don't see Ryujin anymore. You only feel how she glides upwards. Which turns out to be a mistake. Because you can't brace yourself for her impaling herself on your cock.

"Fuck!"

She almost screams and you can barely hold back a groan. Without a word, Ryujin begins to ride you. She doesn't start slow. She picks her pace up immediately, making her pussy glide up and down along your shaft.

At the same time, Yuna keeps pushing her hips forward. You are finally buried in her pussy. It's not the worst place to be as you begin to eat her out. She tastes sweeter than Ryujin and you can't get enough of her taste. You lick her labia, her clit, her pussy. All of it. You hands find themselves on her ass once more as you hold her for more stability.

At the same time, you hear Ryujin's moans from further back. You feel her getting wetter around you, the faster she goes. She falls out of her rhythm once in a while, which makes you moan into Yuna's snatch.

The young girl has started to make a mess of your face. Her juices are all over you as you keep eating her out. You eat like you have been starving for days. Her sweet nectar is the only thing that's going to save you.

"Yes, daddy! Keep doing that! I'm going to cum!"

She starts to slowly grind into your face, trying to get more out of your tongue.

While she does that, you can feel Ryujin beginning to pulsate around your cock. Her moans increase in volume as she reaches her second orgasm.

Yuna breaths heavily, trying to beat the older girl in the race for climaxing first.

At the end, Ryujin wins.

"Fucking hell! This dick!"

She shakes on top of you. Her pussy clenches around you. She becomes tighter than before. Her juices slowly spill out of her and trickle down your cock. She is frozen in place, not able to move a muscle.

Then, it hits Yuna. She whines loudly, before showering your face with her cum. You try to drink some of it, but you have to focus on holding her in place. She shakes even more than Ryujin. You have to grab her waist, to make sure she isn't falling off of you. Her hands find your hair as she tries to find an outlet for all that pleasure. She tugs on it, surely ripping some of it out. You let it go as you feel Yuna shaking and moaning.

"I think it has been long enough."

Ryujin checks the clock on the wall. "Chaewon will be here any minute."

You mentally groan in frustration. You can't keep up with that crazy woman. And you still got work to do.

"Already?"

Yuna sounds genuinely disappointed.

"But I wanted see how much he cums."

You gulp, trying to prepare yourself for what's to come.

"Then come here."

Ryujin, who is still a little shakey as well, helps Yuna off of you. The two kneel on the floor in front of the couch as you sit up.

"Come on, daddy. Give us your cum."

Yuna reaches for your cock, but Ryujin slaps her hand away.

"You know how to do it properly."

Yuna nods, before she opens her mouth. The older girl holds her hair and guides her towards your shaft.

And like the beginning, Yuna begins to gag on your cock. Now, that feeling in your lower region makes itself visible. It's like Yuna just flipped a switch. You start to get closer as she keeps chocking and drooling.

"I want some too."

Ryujin yanks Yuna off your cock, before taking you into her mouth herself. She feels different than Yuna, but you enjoy it just as much. She seems more skilled, being able to use her tongue in the right spots.

Yuna is still gasping for air, so you reach forward and make sure that Ryujin's hair doesn't fall into her face. She gives messy head as well and you now know where Yuna got it from. Your balls are covered in spit, which is dripping out of her mouth.

"Come here, Yuna."

She comes closer and you pull her top up. The small, bright clothing annoyed you the whole time and you haven't had a chance to take it off. You are glad that she isn't wearing a bra as you capture on of her nipples with your mouth.

"Oh, god."

Yuna sighs as you suck on her small tits. Meanwhile, Ryujin keeps sucking you off, bringing you closer to the point of no return. You can feel it's only a matter of moments.

Enjoying Yuna's breasts as long as possible, you switch to the other one, giving it equal attention. She tilts her head back and arches her back a little, so that you are even closer to her.

When you can't hold it back any longer, you lean back.

"I'm gonna cum."

Ryujin let's your cock fall out of her mouth, before she strokes you.

"Cum for us."

Yuna sits down next to her. She shows off her cute tits. The combination finally sends you over the edge. The first shot hits Ryujin's nose as she opens her mouth. The second one lands on Yuna's lips. Another streak of cum lands on her tits and her bunched up top, while the last one falls into Ryujin's mouth.

You feel completely drained as you watch the two of them. Because Ryujin keeps stroking you lazily, you have to push her hand off you. You are too sensitive right now.

Your head snaps to the right, when you hear the door open.

"You are still here."

Chaewon's excited face is undoubtedly one of the cutest things you have ever seen. But that doesn't stop her from wanting to be fucked constantly. Although Ryujin and Yuna are still kneeling on front of you, your cum dripping down Yuna's chest, Chaewon charges at you.

"Here we go again."

You mumble as you are met with a red pair of lips.

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Hi, everyone! Hope you enjoyed this chapter. I apologize for the picture, I wasn't able to find a better one, where the two of them are wearing these clothes.

Have a nice day!

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wintersera · 8 months

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G!p Ryujin letting reader ride her to relieve her stress form a long day of dance practice

cw: g!p ryujin, somnophilia

hehahhe g!p ryujin massive cock 🤤🤤

like- she was stressed as hell, like so unbelievably stressed bc of this fuckass dance teacher who was being a complete jackass 👹

you thought that it could be worth it- i mean riding her cock that is. sex relieves stress, so it would be a good idea to test that out. stirring up from her nap bc she felt something warm wrap around her cock and felt legs straddling around her waist,,, it was you bouncing on her dick :))

now she’s wide awake, grabbing your hips and pounding into you. i feel like since she’s so stressed out from work she’d be so rough with you once she realises that it was you on top of her 🫣 yeah she’s sleepy and whatever, but there was more stress in her body than there was fatigue 😭😭 so obviously relieving that was more of a top priority than sleeping her anger away.

phew and when i say she goes at it for hours and hours I MEAN IT?!?!? like when she came back from practice it was 6pm and now it’s 3am and she’s still fucking you. like bending you over, on the floor, doggy, missionary, cowgirl- basically just fucking your pussy till she’s satisfied 🤭🤭

pls let her use you she very much needs it!!

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myouicieloz · 11 days

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Shin Ryujin x reader

Synopsis: you’ve promised to take your best friend to an awaited party, located in a nearby city. Ryujin catches your eye, and you fall right into her web of plans, with the promise of having a good time once and for all.

Warnings: mentions of gangs, guns and drugs. smut. blood. violence. nsfw.

Word count: 13.8k

Notes: i thought abt this after watching ryujin’s solo mv! it was so good <3. this was a fairly new topic for me to write about, so I apologize if it’s poorly written or unrealistic. nevertheless, I had lots of fun writing it ˆˆ. english is not my first language, so I apologize for any mistakes.

You don’t mind helping out your parents by working at the family’s Diner: there usually weren’t many customers, and days went by slowly without you being bothered.

“Hey, Y/n. Can I grab another soda?” Your best friend asks, brushing her hands in front of your face to get your attention. Facing you from the other side of the diner’s endless counter, Chaeryeong looks like a hyper child, standing up from her seat to take a look at the soda machine, placed behind your frame.

You roll your eyes at her, simply grabbing the large cup she hands you and filling it up with Coke Zero, this time. “Here.”

“Awn, man, come on!” She protests, grunting. Lets her head fall back. “Coke Zero tastes like shit, Y/n! Give me something tasty, damn.” Chaeryeong turns to the few other customers, gesticulating, “What does a girl have to do to get the good stuff around here? Stop with the misery!”

She has her finger pointed at you, to which you giggle. You’ve known Chaery since your diaper days, with her living in the house in front of yours, and the two of you have been best friends ever since. Her careless, playful nature provides a nice balance to your calm, responsible one. You love her to pieces, which means you are always taking care of the dark-haired girl, in many ways.

“You’ve reached your daily quota of sugar.” You don’t even look at her as you answer, busy giving an elder woman her exchange in cash. “And don’t make those faces. I might as well just give you water, from now on.” Smiling at the customer, you ignore your friend. “Thank you, ma’am! Have a pleasant day.” Chaeryeong gulps, knowing fully well you mean your words.

She keeps her thoughts to herself, mumbling something incoherent while the loud slurps of the iced drink can be heard. Still not paying her much attention, you lean your elbows on the counter marble, sighing tiredly. Even though it was only an hour past noon, you could feel the heaviness in your eyes, the tiredness getting to you. Not having any orders, you allow yourself a few moments of rest, closing your eyes and resting your head on your hands. Just some seconds of peace, you decide.

The bell chime’s noise announces the end of your calm state of mind. In a blink, your sister is placing a medium-sized box on the counter, her usual smile directed at you. You know better than to trust her angelic looks, though — behind her rose gold hair and delicate features, Rosé is nothing but a devious manipulator.

However, she’s still your older sister, and you love her to pieces. It’s the only reason you don’t ignore her, crossing your arms and waiting for her to speak up, instead. She pushes the box towards you, smiling sneakily.

“Good morning, baby sister.” Rosé greets you. As usual, she never goes straight to the point.

You narrow your eyes at her. “It’s past noon, Rosé.”

“Yeah, whatever.” She brushes you off, winking at Chaeryeong to say hello. The girl nearly drowns in her coke, coughing violently.

Chaeryeong has had a massive crush on your sister ever since she was fourteen. Fortunately for you, Rosé has never seen her as anything apart from a little sister too, like yourself. Although the not so subtle rejection has never stopped Chaery from freaking out whenever Rosé addressed or acknowledged her.

“Good morning to you too, Rosie unnie.” She says, after finally gathering her breath. You huff, muttering about how biased she was and being promptly ignored by both girls. The package catches Chaery’s attention, ever so curious, and she pokes it with her bony fingers. “And what’s that about?”

Rosé pulls the package towards you, shrinking her shoulders down a little. For some, she might seem hesitant, but you know her too well to be aware that her movements are anything short of calculated.

“Could you deliver this for me?” She asks —tone dripping with sweetness. It always is, whenever she wants something from you. This is no different. “They asked for the pieces pretty urgently, and I’ll be off to deliver another package in a nearby city in a few minutes.”

Apart from the Diner, your father also owned a mechanical workshop, and would often sell and deliver car pieces to his clients. Rosé, being her outgoing self, dealt with them and the business part of it while you preferred to step aside, helping with the Diner instead. It was only when she had too much work to do that you had to deal with her customers, instead —and those were never pleasant experiences.

Perhaps you were just not cut for the job, or your calm aura was easy to be taken advantage of, but it was a matter of fact: you sucked at negotiating deals and making small talk. It made you uncomfortable and anxious, having to put up a superior act and bargain with assholes until you got enough profit to go home satisfied, so you avoided it vigorously.

Unfortunately, Rosé never hesitated to ask for a hand.

You eye the box suspiciously, trying to figure out the content inside without having to touch it. Even though it seems heavy, you can never truly trust appearances. After all, car pieces are not the only thing they sell at your father’s shop.

“I mean… I could.” You smirk back at Rosé, your identical smiles mirroring one another. “But I don’t want to.”

Before you even register, Rosé smacks you on the head. You’ve never been able to buck from her quick hands anyway.

“Hey!” You massage your scalp, moving your upper body forward to give Chaeryeong a push, too, since the action has her laughing loudly. “Bitch.”

Rosé giggles, too, standing on her tiptoes to give you a kiss on the cheek.

“Pretty please, Y/nnie.” She sighs, joining her hands in a prayer. “I’ll owe you one. I’ll even give you that dress of mine you love, promise.”

Chaeryeong gives you a thumbs up, biased as she’s always been.

“Come on, Y/n, let’s just do it. It’ll be fun! It’s too monotonous to be at the Diner all day, anyway.”

“See?” Rosé gestures to your best friend, pleased to be supported. “Chaery, you’re so sweet.” Your sister pinches her nose, and Chaeryeong’s face turns as red as a strawberry in a matter of seconds. She turns to you once again, then, still faking that hesitation. “Please? It’d be an outstanding deal for us. Lots of profit and all.”

You roll your eyes, still not convinced. Even though Chaery’s eyes are nearly popping off her face with how intensely she’s glaring, you refuse to give in. Rosé was stubborn, but you share the same blood, after all.

“Aren’t any of your friends available? I can’t just close the Diner and go.” Lies. You simply refuse to bulge, to relent to Rosé’s wishes as you always did.

She doesn’t even blink, though, unbothered by your lack of cooperation.

“Lisa, Jisoo, and Jennie are all busy with other work deals too, as well as the boys.” She shrugs, going around the counter to grab a beer for herself. “Trust me, Y/n: if I had anyone to go deliver this, I would… but you know how busy these past weeks have been, and we’re all so overworked. Help me out, please?” She touches the cross hanging on her chest, identical to the one you never took off.

A symbol of your bond.

You sigh, jumping off the balcony and giving in to Rosé’s orders for the nth time. “Fine.” You mumble, grumpy. “Chaeryeong can take care of the place while I go.”

“What the fuck, Y/n!” The girl jumps from her seat, suddenly interested in the conversation as if she hadn’t spent the last five minutes scrolling on her phone, all bored. Suddenly, she’s all ears, eagerly advocating for herself, “I don’t want to do the boring stuff! Let me go with you.”

Before you’re able to tell your friend to get fucked, Rosé stops you with her hands, signaling for someone to come in.

“It’s good for you to not go alone, baby sis. Chaery can make you company.” She nods, grabbing the young girl who came in by the shoulders and positioning her in front of you and Chaeryeong. “This is Rami. She’s Mingyu’s little sister, remember? She said she could handle the diner for a few hours while the two of you are at it. Such a sweetheart, is she not?”

The girl — Rami, nods energetically, looking at your sister with adoration in her glittery eyes. It was no surprise Rosé had brought one of her little fangirls to help, actually. Living in a small city for all your life, everyone knew Rosé. She’s been a notable presence since her teenage years, whether it was attending fancy balls or setting fire to the shops downtown. The blonde girl has been remarkable for as long as you can remember. She’s always been either feared, hated, or loved, but remarkable nonetheless.

Which only proved your theory that you were not going to deliver any car pieces, after all.

You and Chaery exchanged a knowing look, neither caring enough to ask anything about this girl or explain the job she’d have to take at the Diner for free.

“Very well, then.” You sigh, watching Rosé’s excited clapping and giggling. “I’ll grab my car keys.”

Chaeryeong follows you closely, also jumping of joy. You’re well aware she hates being at the Diner, always complaining of boredom, but it isn’t like she has any other friends to go out with. Behind her bubbly, chatty, and energetic personality, she’s is actually very frail and shy, which makes her an easy target for the mean fuckers your age. She struggles, and would much rather just have a single, loyal friend. And you’ve always made sure to protect her fiercely.

“Adventure!! Finally.” The dark-haired girl raises her hands, thanking God you’d go out.

“Don’t get too excited.” You warn her, turning to Rosé. Pointing a finger at the rosy-haired woman, you add. “I hate you.”

She pulls you in for a suffocating hug, used to your harsh behavior. “And I love you so, little sis. Thank you!”

Both Rami and her wave as you and Chaeryeong leave the diner, the package weighing heavily in your hands. You don’t have a big 6th sense, but something does not feel right. Although you ignore it anyway, turning the car on and driving to the address your sister texted you.

“Do we really have to do this?” She whines, closing the passenger’s door rather roughly — to which you grunt, paying her a harsh stare for not being careful with your precious car.

She realized the whole thing would be anything but fun sometime mid the 40-minute journey to the abandoned warehouse you were currently walking into. Besides, once you reminded her that Rosé’s request would put off her wishes of going out and partying for a few hours, that little pout of hers hasn’t left her lips. Now, Chaeryeong is all regretful to have supported the older girl in her wishes.

“Not really.” You pay your friend no mind, walking towards the place that was falling into pieces. Seeing you weren’t backing her up, her pout deepened.

“It’s my birthday.” She argues, kicking rocks along the way.

“I already bought you a cake. And milkshake, and fries.” You roll your eyes, remembering how you’d all chanted your best friend happy birthday at your parents’ Diner, during breakfast. “And a shit ton of booze, throughout all these years of knowing you. You haven’t paid me back once.”

Chaeryeong sighs, hurrying to your side, defeated. You keep walking without waiting for her, making it harder for her to catch up — truly opposites, the two of you.

“Fine. But let’s do this quickly. You promised we’d still go to that party.” She decides, playfully bumping into you. Any other time, her actions would’ve helped you to be at ease, but you’re unable to relax this time. You know this is some serious shit.

“Yeah, let’s do this quick.” You repeat her words, entering the abandoned place at a slow, nearly languid pace.

Let you both be out of here in no time. You wish, once again sensing the bad omens.

The warehouse, although old, mistreated and nearly falling into pieces, is not unsettling to you. It’s merely the place Rosé sometimes treats business, and you’ve accompanied her once or twice, before. The wooden beams are rotten, and the flooring has long disappeared, fading into dust that clings to your combat boots. You’d have to clean them later, and that somehow annoys you more than the situation itself. The place is empty, with walls that were once covered by big, expensive windows, yet all that remains are tainted, broken glasses hanging wherever you could look. Machines are still forgotten in random locations inside the building, a ghost of times when the government tried to rebuild the massive area. None of that was successful, obviously. Now, this ghost of a place belongs to your father, your sister, and the other people who were also part of the darker side of this shitty town.

Only a single table hangs in the open area of the first floor, clearly meant for dealerships and businesses. Upon arriving, you notice 5 — no, nearly 10 people waiting not so patiently. Wearing dark, shabby clothes, none of them seem welcoming, to say the least. Rosé had told you’d be doing business with Wendy, a familiar customer from another small town nearby, in hopes to ease down on your nerves. It worked, in a way: having met with Wendy a few times prior, you weren’t all nervous about the upcoming meeting. She was intimidating and oh, so pretty, but you got along well with the auburn-haired woman and her business partners, from previous experiences such as charity dinners and dealerships alongside your sister’s presence.

The woman that stands in front of you, however, looks nothing like Wendy. You know her, naturally; it was impossible not to. Jinsoul’s troublemaker fame was much different than your sister’s — while Rosé’s actions, even though batshit crazy at times, are dreadfully calculated, Jinsoul’s insanity comes with the sole purpose of enticing chaos. Her unstable nature is much of a pain, you’ve personally experienced so from watching herself prove her influence on a crowd by torturing some poor girl who accidentally spilled champagne in her dress at a ceremony, or setting fire to a man’s car at one of the car rifts you often attend. Out of all the girls from her gang, Jinsoul is the least pleasant one to set off deals with.

Naturally, Rosé and Jinsoul hate each other with a passion, being two different flames of the same fire.

With all of that knowledge, you fix your posture, observing Chaeryeong do the same with your peripheral vision. Even though you absolutely despise it, you’ve been taught well how to keep a powerful, imposing façade. Standing tall, you tower over Jinsoul and her subordinates.

“I see Rosé sent her little minion, instead of herself. Must be really busy, of course.” Jinsoul doesn’t greet you, as expected. Her tone is dripping with venom as she examines you and your best friend with harsh eyes.

Now that you’re in front of her, you’re no longer hesitant or scared. Instead, you’re bothered, irritated that you have to deal with your sister’s cheap copy instead of Wendy or Joohyun. Taking a step towards the young woman, you curse Rosé under your breath, fully aware the eventful encounter is not a misunderstanding.

“Nice hair. I love the new color.” You say, leaning your head with a knowing look. Jinsoul’s hair falls a little past her shoulders, in a strawberry-blonde tone that is exactly like Rosé’s past one, from a few months prior. “I’ll tell Rosé her oldest, most faithful fan sends her regards.”

Your words seem to stir something inside the leader in front of you. She scoffs, gritting her teeth. “This is too tedious. Give me the shipment we agreed on, I’ve got better things to do anyway.”

Rolling your eyes, you gesture for Chaeryeong to drop the box on the ground. She does as told, the metallic sounds of the guns moving inside. It echoes in the empty place, as the box falls onto the ground.

Jinsoul remains stoic, hands resting neatly inside her pockets, while her guards reach out for the box. Before they can touch it, though, you step on it, preventing anyone from moving.

“Give us the money first, Jinsoul. No funny business.” You stare right into her eyes, remembering the times you’ve caught her fooling around in her deals, leaving other people empty-handed. “Then you can check as much as you want.”

She laughs, knowing you’re no fool. “I see you’ve gotten wiser, Y/n. Well done.”

In a second, she’s handing you another small, compacted package. You take the money with your delicate hands, not in the least made to deal with such dirty stuff. You count it, already feeling the blood in your veins boil. Chaeryeong breaths are heavy beside you as you say. “This is not what we agreed on, Jinsoul. Stop being a whore for once and give me the other half of the fucking money.”

You and Chaery don’t need words to understand each other. She grabs the box back from the ground as soon as she sees you go rigid, holding on to it with the same look of disdain you bear.

“Oh, my dear.” Jinsoul stands close enough to grab a strand of your long fringe, knuckles brushing your jawline with feigned affection. “Your sister should know I am only faithful to the people I treat business with… and I didn’t discuss anything with you, precious.”

Turning your face, you hold Chaeryeong with one arm to prevent her from jumping on Jinsoul and beating her up.

“You bitch!” Your friend screams at her face, her voice muffled by Jinsoul’s hectic laughter as she walks away, back turned to you and Chaery in a clear show of disrespect.

Before you can go to Jinsoul yourself, her guards strike, going straight to the two of you. You manage to buckle and give them a few punches — causing a fair amount of trouble for someone who didn’t practice often at all, honestly. However, you were outnumbered, and soon enough you find yourself on the ground, punched and disheveled.

Coughing violently, you turn to see one of them kicking Chaeryeong in the guts, a few meters from you. The sight of your friend, cheerful and pure Chaery, being hurt enrages you to the core. You spit at their feet to gather all the attention to yourself.

“Don’t touch her, fucker!” You scream, breathless. They pay you no mind, having the time of their lives.

You feel something on your jacket, then. When you look ahead, Jinsoul has poured a thick, horizontal line of a viscous liquid through all of the massive warehouse. Other guards help, with gallons, but you know most of it is her doing — she loves to get her hands dirty in the business. There’s fire in her eyes, and by the time she lifts the lighter dramatically, you’re already well aware.

Gasoline.

“Goodbye, dearests! It’s always a pleasure doing business with you.” She chants, before throwing the lighter and walking away, without any rush.

You have to use both hands to stand on your fours, then on your knees. Your jacket is long thrown elsewhere as you grab Chaeryeong by back of her neck, much like a kitten. “Let’s go, and quick. Are you badly hurt?” You murmur, looking for any bad bruises on her porcelain skin. The girl shakes her head, running her hand through her bloody nose. She whimpers, and you know she’s trying her best to be strong in front of you. You give her a hug, as well as a kiss on her dirty cheek, in hopes of bringing her a little comfort. “Good. Now come.”

You hated — no, you despised Rosé for always deceiving you. Only this time, she’d pay.

Leaning on each other, the two of you go back to where you’d parked your car, in a hidden area a few minutes away from the warehouse, just as you’ve been taught to do. You take a deep breath, appreciating the humidity and the nature that ruled the place, a forgotten piece of the city. It had rained while you were inside, and you were glad for that. You loved the smell of rain, especially in nature.

On your way to the car, you spot a water tap nearby. You take Chaeryeong’s arms from your shoulders, then, opening the tap and turning to her. “Clean yourself up.”

“You’re so bossy.” She mumbles, but is quick to do as told, grabbing a hold of the water and splashing it on her face, cleaning up the dust that gathered. Chaeryeong nearly drenches her whole head, too — her pitch-black hair all shiny within minutes as the color slowly returns to her face.

While she takes the dirt off her arms and legs, you look around to check on the fire. It is still lively, a bright beacon as the night falls by, but you know it won’t spread. The place was all rotten by rust, with barely any ceiling left, so the rain would most likely put it off.

Still, Jinsoul’s message was clear, and it stung on your pride.

At least she’s always been like that, never presenting herself differently. Much different from your sister, who tells lies for breakfast.

Your mind is still clouded by troubled thoughts when Chaeryeong lets out a tired laugh, smiling once you kneel to clean up yourself. “They beat up our asses hard out there, you know.”

As much as her statement annoys the shit out of you, you’re grateful to have her cracking jokes again. Your best friend’s delicate features suit the red color on her mouth, a sign she’s well and ready for the next one.

You feel the dust gathering under your fingers and all over your skin. It’s all over you, so intensely your honey hair can be misguided as black, with how much of it is covered by dirt.

“I’ve barely noticed.”

Chaeryeong chokes in her saliva to keep herself from laughing, knowing your patience’s running thin. Even if you have the softest spot for her, she decides not to push it.

“Yes, obviously.” She nods. You think she’s finally going to be quiet, but it’s your best friend you’re talking about. Naturally, she continues. “Let’s go to the party, please?”

You scoff, rolling your eyes as you finish washing up, feeling refreshed and no longer too bothered. “Yes.”

You both arrive where the car is parked before she adds. “And we need fighting lessons once we get back home.”

“Chaeryeong.”

“It’s true, sorry! It is.” She raises her hands as if to keep herself from being attacked by your rage.

You limit yourself to giving her a harsh stare, and she shivers under it. You can be quite intimidating when you wish to be, especially since you’re not exactly a chatterbox.

Turning the car on, you indulge your friend’s wishes as you drive towards the party she’s been nagging you about for the whole week.

The night’s already taken over the sky once you park on the crowded street, after hours of speeding on the free road. As you hop out of the car, your thoughts go to your sister: you know the meeting with Jinsoul had been arranged all along, with her words about Wendy being merely for you to agree on doing as told. How could she fool you like that? As if you were nothing more than another dischargeable person, like many of her toys.

It’s not the first time Rosé has sent you and Chaeryeong to some skimpy situation, but knowing she was well aware of it being a clear trap all along leaves you absolutely outraged.

Even though she knew of the risks, she still sent you. You would’ve never gone, had you known it was a situation like that, and that’s the reason she didn’t warn you beforehand.

You hated Rosé’s guts.

Chaery rushes to your side once again, side-eyeing you with as little discreetness as possible — unlike yourself, she’s never been good at hiding her expressions. You don’t even attempt to smile, still mad about your earlier encounter and all that went wrong.

Not even your bubbly, cheerful best friend can lift your spirits, at the moment.

“Don’t tell me you’re still pissed, Y/n.” She shakes her arms, sighing. Her tone is serious, and you know she means it. “Come on! Live your life, and stop being so strict all the time. You deserve to have fun.” Chaery grabs you by the shoulders, lifting your chin so you’ll stare at her. “So have fun! I know it fucking sucks, but it’s done! Let’s just enjoy the night and deal with the whole problem tomorrow morning.”

You roll your eyes, knowing she’d never comprehend your feelings. As much as you love how carefree she is, you also know your personalities are too different.

You allow her to interlock your hand with hers, though, as the two of you pass the sea of cars in the direction of the crowded mansion.

“You could use a little fire within yourself too, you know.” You murmur, examining the place with harsh eyes.

The front garden alone is already impressive. Its deep green lawn is impeccable — clearly trimmed and well cared for, aligning with the lavish fountain that stands in the center and all the animals sculpted in the bushes. A cupid stands in the middle of the marble fountain, water flowing smoothly from its carved bow. You recognize the modern styling of the mansion, with plenty of massive windows that cover both floors of the house. With its wooden walls, the place has a rustic yet cozy surface. There is no doubt whoever owns such property has a great sense of style.

Even that front area is crowded, too. People nearly having public sex, others throwing up vigorously while being helped by friends, a few others just passed out on the lawn… although you’re surprised to see many groups simply drinking and chilling, leaning on their cars, too — most likely seeking an escape from the vivid music and the heat wave that must be inside. You already feel the energetic music echoing through the whole atmosphere, the rhythm reverberating through the walls and on the ground. You bite your cheek to suppress a smile, not wanting your friend to notice yet. To you, there was something appealing about attending such crowded spaces. Amidst the sea of people, you were no one: known by no one, cared for by no one. It was strangely comforting, as if a weight was going off your shoulders, and you liked it.

Interrupting your thoughts, Chaeryeong shrugs, “I mean, it’s Rosé we’re talking about. Did you seriously not expect the deal to be suspicious, to say the very least?” She sighs hard, adding. “That lying, dreadful hot bitch. I’d go to as many sneaky warehouses as she commands me to, sorry, Y/n.”

Her tone is truthful enough to have you shaking your shoulders in laughter, squeezing her hand to make her stop walking through people so fast. As a matter of fact, Chaery’s fat crush on your sister isn’t by any means new to you — going on for many years already, but it always surprises you to hear her say stuff like that.

You find it hilarious, actually, that Chaeryeong is, to this day, one of your sister’s fangirls.

“I seriously can’t believe you sometimes.” You say, although youthful spirits have been lifted. Your best friend smiles brightly at you, her button nose scrunching adorably.

“You just love me so much.”

You leave her at that, and stand by the door, making your way to the main, open area — the living room. Chaeryeong is smart and attentive, which also helps to access the whole place rather quickly. Soon enough, both of you have some kind of fancy drink in hands, and you stare at the dark-haired girl rather hesitantly.

Her bright humor and the room’s energy, bustling with excitement are enough to have you feeling much better, even a little happy yourself. Still sensing your hesitation, she brings the cup to your mouth with her small hands, both of you downing your drinks within seconds.

“Okay,” She says, looking around for anything interesting. “Now the real fun begins.”

You laugh, knowing she’s going to find some source of entertainment for the night — whether it is a pretty girl to lose herself in or a newly discovered gossip to watch and comment over like a TV series.

Chaeryeong disappears and comes back with another fancy-looking drink, stumbling and nearly falling in the process, and you quickly grab the one she hands to you, taking a small sip this time. She’s already had a handful of hers and stares at your choice of savoring the liquid with playful eyes.

“What? I would rather not pass out. That’s your role.”

“You never forget, do you? It was once, Y/n. Once. And forever ago, too! I’ve never done that again.” She huffs, bringing her free hand to her chest in a fake display of resentment.

You giggle as you hug her sideways, shutting off the older girl’s whines. She quickly steps aside, though — not wanting people to think she’s not seeking some fun, and you take the opportunity to look around, observing the inside of the mansion properly.

It’s a beautiful house — a mansion, indeed — and the first floor is nothing but lavish. The bar, where you and Chaeryeong stand, is nearly the size of the one at the Diner, filled with expensive drinks and crystal cups as the bartender — not at all like the junk places the two of you usually attend— mixes drinks with experience.

It also pleases you to see how such a person is not afraid of spending money to host a good party, even if the people enjoying it are complete strangers. The lively atmosphere of young people having fun, mixed with the grand decor of the place balanced each other well, giving a lived-in aspect to said gorgeous place.

The open area has plenty of windows, allowing you to watch the gardens and the pool, outside — even though it’s massive, there’s barely any space left in between the waters, making you gulp with disgust. It was hard for you to understand how that many people would muster the courage to get in, with so many germs and fluids certainly dirtying the once crystal-clear waters.

Looking back inside, you’re able to observe the planned furniture, which is clearly well thought out, with the wooden ceiling and the thick, marble columns. There are rugs lacking, you notice, but it is surely so they don’t stain or anything.

You wonder what the place is like during a quiet, common day. One where the only noises come from the birds, chipping and singing while flying through the trees, and the running water that drips on the pool fountain.

Besides that, it is absolutely crowded. Nearly every single space is occupied by either a couple kissing like there’s no tomorrow or people screaming and dancing, yet everyone seems to be having a nice time. The atmosphere makes you smile, surprisingly cozy on this chaotic yet lively night. That’s how you feel, specially after the prior encounters: alive.

You have to make that feeling worth it.

Time goes by fast once you’re trying to have fun.

You quickly learn so, as you drink, smoke, and dance with Chaeryeong. Even with the alcohol leaving you happy, you’re still uneasy. You can’t shake the feeling that you’re being observed, no matter how many times you tell yourself that’s absolutely insane — there are people in every possible corner of the place, and no one’s paying attention to you.

However, Chaery also seems to be opposed to the logical part of your brain.

“I think you should go for it,” Your best friend tells you, after long minutes of heavily flirting with a barbie-like girl from afar.

You’re nearly sure you know that girl, actually. She’s from your hometown, most likely; her heart-shaped mouth and cherubic features are impossible to miss.

There’s nothing more like Chaery than going to a party located 2 hours away just to fuck around with the same people you’ve known since elementary school.

Your best friend turns around, filling up both of your drinks, even though yours is only halfway empty.

You frown. “Go for what?”

It’s Chaeryeong’s turn to be annoyed at you. She throws her free arm on your shoulders, gesturing to the middle of the living room area, where four good-looking girls stand with critical looks, acting like they own the place.

Which, judging by their style and the way they carry themselves, they might as well do.

Chaeryeong points in their direction with her head, never in her life subtle. “The one in the middle has not stopped staring at you ever since we’ve arrived. Ryujin, they say it’s her name.” Your friend’s excited tone grabs your attention, and you finally take a look at the small group she’s so enamored by. “I think you should go get her.”

Your friend has always had a good taste in women, and this time’s no different. They are beautiful, crushingly so, all hanging out by the long couch, circled by many people who seem to fight for an ounce of their attention. They stay disinterested, though, not paying them as much as a quick look.

One has sharp eyes, listening attentively to what a jumpy redhead and a blonde girl have to say as she sips on her Marguerita. At last, you observe the raven-haired girl Chaeryeong mentioned: she stands powerful in the middle, her sharp features giving her an intimidating look. To your surprise, she’s already staring— her dark eyes examining you with such hunger your heart starts beating rapidly as if there were no one else in the room. Electric shocks fly through your body upon her piercing gaze, and you look away immediately.

“She’s creepy.” You take a long gulp of your drink, in hopes of washing away the urge of sneaking her a glance once again.

Chaeryeong rolls her eyes, nudging you. “Just how you like them.” She scoffs, then, when she realizes you won’t answer — not in the mood to indulge her little monologues. “Please, Y/n, for once in your life just—“

You interrupt your friend, taking a step back and giving her a fake smile. “I need to use the bathroom, but I’ll catch up with you soon, Chaery.” Getting away from her as fast as you can in such a crowded space, you’re still able to hear her voice as you ascend the grand staircase, screaming while raising her cup in your direction to prove her point.

“YOU CAN’T ESCAPE ME, Y/N! IF YOU TAKE TOO LONG, I’LL COME AND GET YOU.” You can’t help but laugh, fully knowing she means it.

Even though you escape her lecture — hearing that same discourse at least once a day ever since you can remember, you know Chaeryeong means well. It’s a matter of fact: you’ve always been the responsible one, caring and supervising others, to the point people always referred to you as “lame” or “boring”. Whether it was at the Diner, with your reckless family, or dealing with your friend’s spontaneousness, you’re unable to help it: being careful comes naturally to you, always thinking about countless opportunities for every situation possible.

Before opening many doors — the place was indeed massive, leaving you to wonder how many rooms there are — you finally find a bathroom. Without rushing, you take a deep breath, washing your face in hopes of easing your mind, too.

For the first time in many hours, you have time to truly think about the events of the day. Weariness infiltrates your bones as you grip both sides of the sink, not daring to look at yourself in the mirror. Looking at your face, your features, means staring at your sister, too. At your father, the whole dirty business you do for a living and how you’re also to blame, no matter how much you avoid taking part in it. You belong in this world, there’s no denying it.

Only you so wish you weren’t.

Sitting on the toilet, you hug your knees, waiting for the tears to come. They never do; you only feel an emptiness inside your tainted soul. Somehow, you’ve already gotten used to this entire mess. Crying and pitying yourself won’t change anything.

The door opens, and Ryujin is standing in front of you before you can make yourself look presentable. She’s as intimidating as she was from afar, her thick boots making her look taller.

“Sorry for taking so long, I needed a moment. I’ll go now.” You get up quickly, trying to brush past her as you murmur excuses for keeping the bathroom all to yourself, even though she doesn’t seem to mind.

With a hand brushing your waist, she says, tone low and husked. “It’s ok. I can take you to somewhere quieter if you’d like.” Her posture is relaxed and patient, waiting for you to answer. “Listening to loud music for too long can be a bother.”

You don’t exactly know why you agree; perhaps it’s her voice, soothing and sensual — even though you somehow know her invite is not one seeking sex, or her dark eyes, staring at you like she could undress your soul and be aware of your deepest secrets. Regardless of the motives, you feel drawn to her, almost as if she’d cast a spell on you, luring you in. So you nod, allowing yourself to enter the labyrinth of corridors as Ryujin walks by your side, without rushing. Only when the two of you stop by a black, wooden door, she turns back to you. You step inside, as the world behind you suddenly turns quiet.

You’re fully aware of the risks you’re taking. She’s a stranger, and you know nothing about each other. You should be jumpy, wary in the least.

Instead, for the first time in many years, there’s not a train of thoughts running through your head, thinking about millions of possibilities and outcomes of every little thing you’ve ever witnessed.

As you walk into the middle of the spacious room, you feel nothing but calm.

Ryujin has good taste.

You’re not stupid: you know the bedroom you’re currently in belongs to her. The walls are made of wood, carved in light brown, and most of the furniture is black, a true portrait of how she presents herself — all dark and mysterious. Her bed stands appealing in the middle, the covers undone and inviting, while numerous papers rest neatly on her desk, but it’s the content on the wall that catches your attention. A map of the country, covered with red strings and pins linking numerous places. There are names written, too, as well as keywords and small texts.

“I’m a good listener. If you’d like to, naturally.” She takes a blunt out of her pocket, gesturing to you. “Do you mind?”

“Not at all.” You give her a small smile in acknowledgment. “It’s your room, anyway.”

She laughs. “Smart girl.”

“I’ll pass on your invitation to listen, though.” You continue as you stare at her closely, curious about how she’d react. Her blazer made her shirt ride up, revealing part of her toned abdomen, and you can’t help but ogle, mouth dry at the sight.

God, she’s so hot, sitting casually like that. “As you wish. No problem.” Ryujin doesn’t seem bothered in the slightest, which provides you with enough confidence to start looking around again.

A black wooden bookshelf catches your attention, standing on the opposite side of the windows and the balcony, and you’re appalled by how vast it is. It nearly occupies the entire wall, with numerous books. It’s the only part of the room that has any color besides black, brown, or white, and the books all seem pretty worn out. You brush your fingers through the shelves, lost in paradise.

“Do you expect us to fuck?” You don’t turn to face her as you ask, without shame. Strangely, you feel like you could tell her whatever you wanted to.

She shrugs, adjusting her pillows so she’d lie comfortably, looking rather small in the massive bed. The words leave her mouth so casually like nothing was ever complicated. “If you'd like to, maybe.” Her eyes travel to your body, and you shiver, once again feeling exposed. “You’re pretty. You have a beautiful body, too. So, sure.”

“Why did you bring me here, then? If not to fuck.” You murmur, eyeing her as your fingers brush a specific book, waiting for her permission.

You take it from its place once she nods, freeing the smoke from her lungs. The Waves, highlighted and annotated.

“You looked as if you had many thoughts going on in your head.” She runs her hand through her shiny, pitch-black hair, casually. “This is my quiet place. I figured you could use a little peace for a while, too.”

She was so right. From the time you entered her room, you felt nothing but peace, as if your emotional turmoil had cooled down for a few moments.

Maybe it was the calming energy Ryujin emanates or the way she looks at you so curiously. Anyway, you decide she’s worth it.

You were not exactly fond of meeting new people, much less welcoming them into your life. You didn’t feel the need to add anyone — you could barely keep up with the amount of drama you had, with not that many people. You have a best friend, a father, a stepmother, grandparents, a sister, and her friends who were your acquaintances. Not a massive crowd, but just enough for you.

However, you feel the need to let this girl in, too.

Jumping on the bed, you don’t stop until you’re near enough to feel the warmth of the blunt Ryujin holds. You lean on your elbows, facing down whilst she’s facing up, hands behind her head to support herself as she stares at the ceiling.

“I’m Y/n, nice to meet you.” You say, determined not to feel threatened by her piercing gaze and those midnight eyes that carry such mystery.

Ryujin laughs, shaking the hand you offer. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Y/n. I’m Ryujin.”

She stares back, her eyes undressing you as if she’s the keeper of all your secrets. You look away. She laughs again.

Your mind wanders to Chaeryeong’s words, always eager to talk about how you should take more risks and live freely. Perhaps she’s right; you should stop worrying too much and overthinking every single thing.

You snuggle yourself even closer to Ryujin, still deciding. “But are you good?”

She frowns, turning to you. “Probably. But good at what, exactly?”

“In bed, obviously.” You roll your eyes. “Are you a good fuck?”

Being so close to her allows you to see the switch your words provoke. Her eyes darken, and she fixes her posture, no longer carefree and unbothered. No… the girl whose eyes roam over your body is far from inviting or calming. She’s powerful, just as you watched her present herself downstairs, earlier at night. With strong hands, she grabs one of your thighs, bringing you so close you’re able to play with the collar of her silk shirt.

“Why do you ask, Y/n?” Ryunjin’s hands brush your neck in a careful motion, tucking your hair away so she’s able to run her nose through your skin. One look at her, and you know she enjoys toying with you like that too much.

As she must do with anyone, you suppose.

“Well…” You look down, although still leaning at her touch. “‘Cause I want you to fuck me, of course. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be asking.”

She doesn’t mind your impatient tone but doesn’t touch you either, even after your words. If anything, she just keeps staring at your body, as if imagining all the things she’d do.

“And how would I do that, exactly?” You roll your eyes, ready to give her a defiant answer when she grabs you by the chin, ever so gently. “Make sure to be clear with your words, my angel.”

And it’s that tone once again — so low-pitched and raspy, that makes you gulp, barely breathing under the enchanting, mysterious girl’s touches. Besides being in control at all times: when you’ve decided to accompany Ryujin to her bedroom, when initiating this battle of desire… you finally come to realize how different it is, this once. This time, Ryujin’s question presents itself as a warning, its meaning loud and clear even though it was unsaid. If you agreed to this, she would be the one in control. She’d take as much as she pleased, however, you wished her to do.

Something that is so appealing to you. Not because you feel the need to let go; no, you’ve done much of that throughout all of your life — being your family’s pawn, toy, and little doll to show off to other powerful families, making a profit over the image of perfection.

No, Ryujin’s offer is appealing simply because you’re curious to see what she’d do to you. You feel drawn to her, with a sudden urge to be under her touch, to have her inside of you.

You want her to do the most unspeakable, filthy things to your body, bringing you enough pleasure to fuck you dumb, until all of your worries are washed away and long gone.

Her. You want her.

So you stand on your knees, taking your time with unclasping your bra and throwing your shirt off the ground, long hair flowing gracefully as you move, cascading down your hips. It’s only once you’re done that you speak, long after letting her watch as you make a show out of the small act.

“I want you to pleasure me.” You say, with a voice just as lustrous as hers. “I’m sure you’ve been spoiled enough in sex. Prove it to me, then. And if you’re good enough, maybe I’ll satisfy you, too.”

She smiles, exposing her canine teeth as she watches you crawl to her. Within seconds, you’re between her legs, her mouth hot and wet on your clavicle — then wasting no time to go to your breasts, as she kisses and sucks on your skin. Making sure to bruise, to mark her presence. Territorial.

“Your wish is my command, angel of mine.” She murmurs, breath warm on your skin.

Ryujin’s taste is bitter, much like poison. Still, her lips are addicting, and it’s easy to lose yourself in between the sultry kisses you share. Your skin, your insides — you’re on fire, so turned on it burns.

Her hands, skilled and lithe, wander through your body, squeezing and groping as she pleases. Such a tease, she is. You can easily tell how delighted she is to be able to take her time, caressing the insides of your thighs as you huff, impatient. She’s so close, yet so far from where you need her. Your cunt aches, sticky and needy for something, anything.

Yearning for release after such a stressful day, you feel your body trembling with anticipation. Soon enough, you’re under her, both of your clothes long thrown on the ground. It’s hard not to blush with how she’s looking at your naked body, licking her lips as she spits, a long trail of saliva going from her fingers to your wet cunt.

You need more of her. Desperately.

Tugging her hair, you let out a loud whine. “You’re so mean, Ryujin.”

“I am.” Her answer comes immediately, as she lowers her body until her mouth is close to your pussy. She brushes the hair away from her face, eyes still heavily focused on your dripping cunt. Ryujin cups your ass, one of your legs resting on her shoulder as she brings your sex as close to her face as possible. Her eyes are starstruck, long-lost in your body as she parts your folds before giving your cunt a messy, wet kiss.

Her actions are more than enough to turn you into a withering mess: her mouth is everywhere, working her way inside of your walls with such vigor you feel so full, your troubled thoughts long forgotten. She works wonders, her tongue teasing your entrance and alternating between lapping on your clit, circling your hardened bud as you moan, squirming almost desperately. You’ve never been this sensible, yet Ryujin reverberates all of her actions through your body harder than usual — even the mere brush of her fingers has her holding your thighs firmly, to keep you from moving so much and closing your legs away.

Incoherent words leave your mouth so fast that you’d be ashamed if you were able to think about anything. Your long nails scratch her bare back in random patterns, leaving her skin so red you close your hands in a sudden wave of consciousness, shy as you bring them to your chest.

She stops too, ignoring your whines as she looks up to you with a serious face, her mouth swollen and glistening with your juices. “If you stop, I’ll stop.” She grabs your hands, placing them on her once again. It’s so sweet, somehow delicate how she handles you, much different from the way she acts with anyone else. “Don’t hold yourself back.”

You nod, gulping. She has two of her fingers aligned with your slit, spreading your juices through your pussy with that little smug smile of hers before easing them inside. They slide in easily, the gushing sounds filling the room along with your voice. “Ryujin… oh f-fuck!”

“Touch your nipples.” Ryujin commands, mouth closing against your clit once again. She licks and applies a weak suction, not yet enough to overstimulate you. You’re long gone, though, incapable of forming any thoughts on your pretty head, let alone following any commands. She knows it, which is the reason her hands grope your tits with strength, massaging. “You’re sensitive, angel. Touch them for me, will you?”

It seems to work, this time. You mumble a response to her patient tone, hands going straight to your nipples as you cup your breasts. They weren’t exactly big, but certainly not small either. If you squeezed them tightly — as you were currently, doing, you could fit them in your hands. Biting your lip, you flick your thumbs through the hardened buds, circling your areolas as your fingers twist and pinch your nipples.

The action sends a shock of electricity through your body, and you throw your head back in pleasure.

“Good girl, Y/n. God, your tits are so pretty. You look so pretty like this, doing so good for me.” You barely register her words, although it doesn’t seem necessary; if anything, Ryujin seems to be speaking to herself. She lifts her head, fingers thrusting in even deeper as she judges the bruises on your hips with hard eyes. Her voice is different, too, serious as she adds, “Must’ve been a tough day, hm? You’re all bruised, my love. And I haven’t given you any of these.”

“Something like that, I guess.” You murmur, closing your eyes to focus on how good she is making you feel.

She kisses each one of your bruises with delicacy, looking somehow annoyed. Her brows are furrowed, and her lips are pouty, making it easy to tell she’s lost in thought. Because of her reaction, you lift her chin, cocking your head to the sides as you try to figure her out. It seems to wake her up from her trance, instead. Ryujin takes your fingers and sucks, staring at you while her tongue wets your index and thumb just as she was doing to your pussy, moments prior.

This girl’s going to be the death of you.

Her attention returns to your cunt, swollen and red, as she fastens the thrusts on your slit. It hits deep, each movement bringing you closer to the orgasm you ache for. A third finger is added, then, and you feel yourself close to the edge. Ryujin must’ve felt your muscles clenching, too, since she’s quick to give your clit one last, deep suck.

It feels like there’s no air left in the room. The pleasure that was building up in your lower abdomen explodes, with violent waves of pleasure erupting and giving you the best sensation you’ve ever felt. It’s ecstatic, as if thousands of fireworks live in every little space of your body. You feel spectacular, but more than that, you feel alive. With a high cry, you cum, Ryujin’s fingers still working their way inside, helping you ride out from your orgasm. She’s careful to not touch your clit, just staring at your fucked out face as your chest moves rapidly, trying to even your breathing.

After a few minutes, you squirm, expecting her to distance herself and stop touching your cunt.

It’s not what happens, though — in a blink, she’s all over you, working her way up your body with wet kisses until your lips meet once again in a messy kiss.

“You’re relaxed now, right?” She says, sucking on your lower lip. “And you were so perfect, angel. It’s my turn. Can you give me one more? Do you think you can do it for me?”

Suddenly, you’re all hot again, as her fingers thrust into you deeper and deeper. You’re dizzy, more than happy to drink on her and let her drive you into pleasure as she says so.

“R-ryujin…” You chant her name, clinging to the girl.

It doesn’t take you long to cum, this time. The orgasm that drags through your body is strong but slow, leaving you full in more ways than you’ll ever be able to describe.

“So good.” She says, hands tight on your waist and caressing your abdomen, with no rush at all. “You’re doing so good, Y/n.”

Your cunt feels empty without her fingers inside, pussy swollen and pleased. Even though she’s right by your side, you miss her, reaching out for her touches. She’s more than eager to comply, holding you close as she kisses the top of your head, brushing the long strands of hair away from your face.

The two of you stay like that, wrapped up in a warm bubble that has you completely in peace. Your muscles relax, and you feel the tiredness in your bones, pleading for sleep. It’s easy to get lost in Ryujin’s arms, forgetting your duties and obligations until your mind is filled with her.

Just as quickly, you’re thrown back into reality by the doorknob — it’s forced from the outside, although the door doesn’t move, thankfully locked. It’s most likely someone drunk, searching for a place to have fun with someone, but the action is enough for you to remember the reason you’ve attended such a party: an energetic girl with dark hair and the worst sense of humor you’ve ever seen, who was probably worried sick about you and cursing your entire existence.

With that in mind, you get up, grabbing your dispersed clothes on the floor and putting them on. Ryujin’s stare is attentive, following your every move. She’s still comfortable in her bed, not bothering to cover herself as she reaches out for the blunt on her nightstand.

“You can stay, if you’d like.” Her voice has a special effect on you. It makes your body relax instantly, and you breathe in. “Enjoy the quietude. There’s no need to run away.”

“I’m not running away.” You frown, somehow bothered that she thinks so. Grunting, you clarify, “I’d like to… hum, continue this. But my friend’s been waiting for long now. She must be going crazy, thinking I’ve been kidnapped or something. I have to take care of her.”

“Why so?” There it is. That smirk, the air of superiority that adds to Ryujin’s strong façade. It’s almost as if she’s mocking you, playing with her words. “Is she a child? Or just so stupid she can’t take care of herself…”

Your face reddens, and you finish tying your shoes just as quickly as you turn to her, both hands gripping her bed frame so you’re able to jerk your body forward. “Chaeryeong’s not stupid. Watch your fucking mouth.”

People could say anything they wanted about you. In fact, they already did — ever since you were little and your mother had left, people judged and made assumptions about your life. It was impossible not to be a target, with a family like yours, handling the business that you do. It did hurt, at the beginning, but you’ve eventually figured it out: people talked about everyone, and you weren’t special. They were so miserable and uninteresting that they’d criticize every single little thing, no matter how invisible you tried to be. It’s just how they were.

However, any words directed at your best friend are enough for you to get into messy fights. No one was allowed to talk shit about her. Not cheerful, bright Chaeryeong, who had the biggest, cutest smile and the purest intentions in her heart. You’d never allow it.

Seeing how serious you were, Ryujin’s smile dropped. She tapped her blunt in the ashtray, careful to not let the dust spill. “You’re right, she’s not. I apologize.” Although she doesn’t look sorry at all. It’s as if everything is a big joke to her; which, with such a lavish house, you know it most likely is.

Rich people are always assholes.

Humming, you roll your eyes as you try to fix your hair, failing terribly. It’s still as wild as ever, stubbornly fighting your fingers when you run your hands through its entire length, in attempts of detangling something. The subject’s been brushed off when she speaks again, breaking the silence without any awkwardness. “Yeji is keeping an eye on her, anyway. So you don’t need to fry your neurons and die of preoccupation.”

It’s awkward — you’re awkward, meanwhile, the girl looks completely at ease as she takes another hold of smoke into her lungs, naked in all her glory. God, she’s so hot; her muscles are defined, and she’s simply beautiful, like a fallen angel. It takes all of you to not fall down on your knees immediately, begging to eat her out and make her scream in pleasure like she’s done to you. But you’re also tired, and you really need to let your friend know you’re alive and well. There’s nothing more that you hate than being a bother, so you can’t let her alone, wondering if you’ve forgotten about her presence.

“You really are good.” You stare at your hands, letting out a faint giggle. It’s amazing how suddenly shy you are, given how you were begging just minutes prior. “A good fuck, I mean. You are.” In a blink, you’re by the door, gripping the doorknob with an unnecessary amount of strength. “I hope to return the favor, someday.”

“Someday.” She says, tone enigmatic as ever. You’ve noticed she’s annoyingly good at hiding her expressions, always with a bored look on her face. “See you, Y/n.”

You don’t say anything else as you leave the room, losing yourself in the labyrinth of corridors without looking back.

Turns out Chaeryeong is still at the same place she was when you left, thankfully. She jumps into your arms as soon as she sees you, sighing in relief. “I’m going to kill you! Where have you been? I looked everywhere!”

You hold her firmly by the waist, her voice a few quarters higher than usual. Chaery might not be tall, but in this drunken state, she’s heavy, nearly dragging both of you to the ground. She laughs uncontrollably, happy to have you by her side once again.

“The bathroom line was too long.” You lie, taking the drink from her hands as you take a sip. It’s strong, provoking a nauseous sensation that you ignore as you swallow it down.

The lie comes naturally, not because you feel like you have to hide what happened from your best friend, but simply because you find yourself too tired to explain. She’s going to make you repeat yourself as soon as she sobers up again, anyway.

She knows it, though. “Liar! You were doing something.” The girl narrows her eyes, a confused expression on her face as she brushes the hair away from your neck. “Where’d you get a new necklac— Y/n! You dirty whore!”

You can’t help but laugh as she examines the hickeys Ryujin left on your skin, mouth opened in a big “O” — slightly pushing her off you. Chaeryeong stumbles, hitting the wall with her shoulders as she tries to gather her balance.

“I’ll tell you about it later, okay? M’ too tired right now.” You promise, not giving her drink back once she reaches out for it.

Chaeryeong doesn’t seem to mind, jumping up and down in excitement. She grabs you by the shoulders, shaking your body with a smile that nearly covers her entire face. “My girl’s getting some game, wow! I’m so happy for you, Y/n! You have no idea. Do you know how many times I wished you got someone? I seriously thought you were going to turn into a nun or something.”

“Hey!” You protest, “I’m not a prude! The last time I had kissed someone was like, last month or something.”

Chaery stops jumping, thankfully. She pays no mind to your grumbling, twirling, and moving along with the blasting music’s rhythm. “Sure, sure. Whatever you say.”

You eye her with narrowed eyes, but she stops all of her movements before you can give her a sneaky response. Her face pales, and she gulps deeply.

“Are you okay, Chaery?” No response. Chaeryeong’s eyes are fixated on the wall behind you, the colorful lights and blasting music from the living room surely doing nothing but overwhelming her even more.

“Yeah.” She looks up, sighing. “Just felt this sudden urge to t—“ The way she covers her mouth is enough of a sign, for you. Acting quickly, you pull her to the gardens, as Chaeryeong tries her best to not jerk her body forward. It’s immediate: she throws up as soon as she finds a bush to lean on, the effects of the alcohol, adrenaline, and visual stimulation from the party getting to her organism.

“I guess you kept your drinking game high while I was busy?” You ask, trying to lighten the mood. It works, you can tell Chaery’s laughing by the way her small shoulders move. She gives you a thumbs up, too, her face still shoved in between the leaves. “Okay. Are you good to be by yourself for a few moments? I’ll get you some water, then I’ll be right back.”

“Sure.” Your friend manages to say, lying down on the grass. Her hair is all messy, and her face remains pale. “I’m fine now, though. 100%.” “I’m still getting you the water.” You get up from where you were kneeling, too, rushing towards the kitchen entry with hurried steps.

You’re not too worried, though. This wasn’t exactly an unusual situation — sometimes Chaeryeong would drink too much, too fast… sometimes you would. It was a pain in the ass, naturally, and you’d always wake up deeply hungover the next day, but it wasn’t something to be deeply preoccupied with.

Humming to yourself, you open the fridge, in hopes of finding a bottle of fresh water. It was better than going to the bar set in the lively living room and asking for one, anyway. You barely notice a girl standing next to you, handing exactly what you’re looking for. She’s one of Ryujin’s friends, you reckon — her sunset, pin-straight hair compliments her features effortlessly, as her hypnotizing eyes stare at you attentively.

You know a judgmental look when you see one. This one’s a wolf in sheep’s clothing.

“For your pretty friend.” She says, waiting patiently for you to take the bottle from her hands. You do, still silent, yet your lack of enthusiasm doesn’t scare her away. She keeps babbling, not minding you at all. “I hope she feels better.”

It’s as though she knows something you don’t, and the hidden mockery in the air leaves you uneasy.

“Thanks…” You murmur, playing with the bottle in your hands. Before you brush past her to return to your friend, she adds.

“—Yeji. That’s my name.” Yeji tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, waving you goodbye with feigned innocency. “Bye, Y/n. Make sure Chaeryeong arrives home safely.”

Chaery’s had an eye on her earlier, nearly fucking her from afar while you were in your own world, lost in thoughts. They probably had some fun before you came back to your friend, that’s all.

At least, that’s what you tell yourself as you lean next to Chaeryeong again, trying to ease the knot in your stomach as you give her the plastic bottle.

“Here, don’t drink it all at once.” You say, chuckling as the girl nearly drowns herself in the water, desperate to get rid of the bitter taste in her mouth. “It’s been a long day, Chaeryeong. Let’s go home.”

She gladly takes the hand you offer, groaning as she shakes the remains of grass from her pants. “I had fun, though. Today was a fun day, Y/n. Did you have fun too?”

There’s mischief all over her face, making it impossible for you to feel down. It’s her gift, being able to lift your spirits with her lame jokes and energetic nature.

“Of course, Chaery. I always have fun when I’m with you.” You nod.

Your words please her, and she leans her head against your shoulder as you make your way to the car, side by side.

It’s late, and you’re tired. You’d handle it all in the morning.

Despite the weariness that penetrates thick in your bones, you’re punctual as always, doodling in your journal by the counter as the sun fights its way up against the messy fog of the morning. It’s a routine you’ve been doing ever since you were a teenager: going out, partying, and going to so many places until dawn, while still showing up to work at the Diner in the following morning.

You’d get some rest, eventually. For now, the four hours of sleep you had were enough to keep you up, somehow Besides, Saturday mornings are always some of the slowest days at the place, with hardly anyone coming for breakfast. People liked to sleep in, trying to gather all the hours they’ve lost from having to wake up early for work, you guess — which is why the place is empty, no customers to be seen.

There’s a hard slam on the corner, and you lift your eyes to follow the sound. You’re greeted by Rosé: her baby-pink hair is even messier than usual, and her leather jacket seems to be the only thing protecting her from the chilly weather. It does little to ease her, though — Your sister’s shorts expose her legs, dirty and scratched. At least her crop top is thick, the black clothing making her seem even more intimidating. And she smells of smoke, instead of her usual cologne.

“You look like shit.” You’re the first to break the silence, as your eyes return to your sketch. It’s not an easy thing to do, but you try your best to act indifferent to your sister’s piercing stare. “I’m taking you haven’t had any sleep at all.”

She’s fuming, you know that. Somehow, Rosé’s cold attitude is much worse than her red fire. Her quietness scares you, as it should. It’s never a good sign.

“Have you ever been anything other than useless, all your life?” She spits, and her words hurt, no matter how long you’ve mentally prepared yourself to have that talk, ever since you left the warehouse. “I asked you to do one thing, Y/n. One fucking thing, and you managed to fuck it all up! God, you’re such a failure.”

Your mouth is dry, all of your courage going down the drain as you stare at the woman in front of you. Suddenly, you’re a little kid again, playing your part as Rosé’s little doll so you’d receive a smile, a praise, anything from her. You’d do anything to get her to acknowledge you, having to fight for her attention like everyone else.

But not anymore.

She hits the counter again, visibly enraged. You shove your finger at her chest, fighting back before she destroys you with her words — like she’s so good at.

“And you’re a fucking liar! Fuck you, Rosé. You fucking lied to me, saying we’d meet Wendy because you knew damn well I’d say no to dealing with Jinsoul. And you know what? I was fucking right!” Saying the words out loud is enough to give you courage. When you speak again, your tone is low, sharp like she’d taught you. “We could’ve gotten seriously hurt out there, Rosé. And you were fully aware of that when you sent us into that fucking trap! You’re in no position to demand anything.”

Rosé runs her hands through her hair, and you can tell she’s exhausted, too. She’s always hidden things from you, so it’s impossible to know what’s going on in her life. Although you can’t bring yourself to care, anymore.

“We need that money, Y/n!” She shouts, exasperated. If her stare could burn, you’d be long dead. “How do you think things work, huh? Who do you think is paying for that fancy college of yours — our house, the food we eat every day? It’s me! I provide for us, with that dirty money you hate so much. So wake up! Fucking idiot. Stop being such a burden and help, for once.”

You know it’s true. Even though your father is supposedly the one in charge, Rosé is the true leader. Needless to say, you’re grateful for all of those things.

Which doesn’t make Rosé any less of an asshole.

“You’re a shit sister.” You lean on the chair, your icy tone placing a blunt contrast to her fiery screams. “And an absolutely horrible person. I despise you.”

A flash of hurt passes through Rosé’s arms, so fast you wonder if you’ve imagined it. But as fast as it happens, it’s over with. Instantly, her defenses are up again, and your sister looks down on you, rolling her eyes as she crosses her arms in the middle of her chest.

“You’re tiring me.” She huffs, her tone making it clear she is done with the conversation. Rosé leans on the counter and shoves your shoulders on a punch before storming away, slamming the entry door loudly. “I’m going out, to clean the mess you’ve made. Like always.”

Tears start to cloud your vision as you watch her hop on her car, the roaming of the engines making her feelings clear enough for anyone to understand. She’s an asshole, you know it; but it’s hard to not be upset by her lack of care towards you. You long for her approval and affection, getting anything other than that is enough to leave you deeply hurt.

It’s frustrating, to feel like that over such a shitty situation. You don’t even know if the tears you shed come from sadness or from anger, as you brush them away from your face.

A lithe figure hits the window to grab your attention, and you’re deeply surprised to see Ryujin barging in, walking towards you in confident steps. She chooses the table closest to you, resting her arms over the chairs next to hers.

“Good morning, Y/n.” She says, completely comfortable.

“Morning.” You can’t help but frown, confused. At least her presence offers enough of a distraction from your actual problems. “What are you doing here, Ryujin?”

Ryujin smiles, her eyes small and dazed, so pretty it should be a crime. The rays of weak sunlight brighten her face, making her seem almost innocent. Much different from the night prior. “I heard this place had great food, so I came to check. I woke up pretty hungry, you know.”

“Sure.” You hum, eyeing her suspiciously.

“I’ll have some waffles, pancakes, and coffee. Black, and with no sugar, please.” She says, after looking at the menu. You nod, making your way to the kitchen as quickly as possible, in hopes of escaping her intense stares.

It’s unsettling, how you’re able to feel her gaze burning holes on your back. The sensation takes you back to the night prior, a tingling sensation looking for a place in your core. You push it away, opening the double doors of the cooking area.

“Yoona unnie?” You look for the woman, watching her put her phone down to pay you attention. Smiling, you hand her a small note. “We have a customer.”

“Oh, so early! No one comes on Saturdays.” She mumbles, peeking out behind you to spot Ryujin, who stares at the road in boredom. “I’ll prepare it quickly. Meanwhile, you can go entertain her.”

You laugh at Yoona’s suggestion, shaking your head. “I’d rather wait here, with you.”

Yoona’s face turns serious, as she points at you. “No one is allowed in the kitchen while I cook. Goodbye, Y/n.” You grumble, having no choice but to go back to Ryujin while the woman pushes you out the doors.

Having coffee without any sugar is a trait reserved for psychopaths, which you think suits Ryujin well. You pour her drink in your favorite mug, before returning to her table.

“I thought you also cooked.” The raven-haired girl stands when you approach, promptly pulling the chair in front of herself.

She gestures for you to sit, and you frown, ready to argue that you are still working. The knowing look she gives you is enough to make you sit down, obedient.

“I can’t cook to save my life.” You explain, giggling to cover the shame of having to admit such a fact. “Yoona does it effortlessly, though. Her pastries are the best.”

Ryujin nods, scrunching her nose as she looks around. “And where’s your friend, may I ask?” Her smirk turns playful, pointy canines exposed at you. “Are you not taking care of her right now?”

“She’s not a child, right? She can take care of herself.” Although you play along in her game — repeating what she’d told you the day prior, you’re also quick to add. “Besides, she’s sleeping right now. Chaery always sleeps until late after a party.”

“Lucky her.” Ryujin whistles, and you agree. You wish you could sleep like your best friend, too. Not only did Chaeryeong often sleep until late at noon, but she’s also the heaviest sleeper you’ve ever met, unlike yourself. You envy her ability to sleep through literally anything possible.

Yoona calls for you to get Ryujin’s order, which you quickly do. The dishes look impeccable once you place them on the table. Yoona never misses.

It wasn’t rare to have customers who came by themselves, with the desire to have a moment of peace and enjoy their meals. With that in mind, you motion to leave, leaving Ryujin alone to do just that. She surprises you by grabbing your hand, ever so gently.

“This one’s for you, actually.” She pushes the pancake plate in your direction, hand still holding on to yours. Her fingers trace gentle circles in your palm. “Would mind joining me? I hate to eat alone.”

Leaving you without words is, apparently, one of Ryujin’s many talents. Once again, you feel drawn to her, incapable of saying no. It’s something in her eyes, you suppose; the way she stares at you, attentive, from the moment you first met each other. She acknowledges every little detail about you, and most importantly, she listens. You didn’t know someone could understand you entirely like that — it’s both thrilling and scary, to know you’re so aligned.

“I don’t really have a choice, do I?” You murmur, and she shakes her head, in a clear sign that you don’t.

The two of you eat, soon engaged in lively conversation. It’s a pleasant surprise, to know Ryujin is much more than a pretty, intimidating face: she’s smart, funny, and very attentive. You both enjoy the same books, and she’s respectful and mindful when sharing her perspective about topics you disagree on. Time flies, and you find yourself comfortable in her presence.

Getting you to talk about yourself is difficult — even Chaeryeong has to ask repeatedly to get information from you. You just can’t help it: being raised to be a discreet, private person has created the habit of bottling up your emotions, and hiding things until you couldn’t handle them anymore.

However, the words flow freely with Ryujin. You want to share about your life, your hobbies, the people you love… it’s just somewhat easy when it comes to her.

And she doesn’t seem bothered in the slightest. Far from that, Ryujin drinks from you: acknowledging every little detail about yourself, enchanted and marveled.

You barely notice how quickly you’ve eaten breakfast, not even a small bite left. Ryujin is surprised, too, to not have noticed either. You’ve distracted her and knocked down her defenses without even meaning to do so.

“Okay, so I might’ve come here with a purpose…” She says, and you shake your head. Of course, she did. “In my defense, I found this on my bedside table, a little after you left, and it looked pretty fancy to just keep to myself.”

In her hands, there’s a cross necklace, shining in bright silver. Your fingers go to your neck unconsciously, in hopes of touching the one you kept with yourself at all times — only to hold on to the air, instead. You grasp, bile bundling up in your stomach at the thought of the hours you’ve spent without your precious necklace.

As soon as you reach out for it, Ryujin holds the jewelry away from your hands.

“May I?” She unclasps the lock, gesturing to where it should be rested.

You nod, eager to have your necklace back. Holding your hair away from your face, you turn around, waiting for her. Her breath is hot on the back of your neck, and for a moment, you think she might kiss you. Instead, she takes a step back, a proud look on her face as she runs her thumb against the bruises on your collarbone. “There. All done, angel.”

“Thank you.” The words that leave your mouth are sincere, and you can’t muster how grateful you truly are. “I… Thank you, really. This is so important to me. How can I repay you?”

No matter how much you might hate Rosé at the current moment, that necklace means everything to you. It reminds you of a time when things were less complicated. When you were too young to understand what was truly going on in your life, lost in the innocence of childhood.

“Don’t worry about it.” Ryujin brushes it off, getting up quickly. She drops some money on the table, definitely much more than what she’s ordered. “We’ll see each other soon. Bye, Y/n. You look beautiful, by the way.”

Just as fast as she appeared, Ryujin’s gone. Leaving you to wonder what’s underneath all that mysterious façade, you go back to your chores, unable to brush the raven-haired girl off from your thoughts.

—

Rosé’s been having one hell of a week. Weeks, or even a month.

As if dealing with her family’s business wasn’t enough, with people constantly waiting for an opportunity to betray her and plan their downfall, this new gang that’s been stealing all her clients and supplies has been pissing her off in ways she didn’t deem possible. And now, she has your stupid feelings to worry about. God, you’re so damn sensitive it drives her crazy.

“Rosie?” Lisa’s voice reminds the woman she’s in the middle of a meeting — one she called herself. “What’s going on? You’ve been distracted ever since you walked through the door.”

“Yeah. This fucking sucks, but don’t fret too much. It’s not like we’ve not dealt with situations like those before. Those bitches will get what they deserve.” Jisoo says, in an attempt to soothe Rosé’s nerves. Her tone is excited — perhaps too much.

She’s always been a little masochist.

They’re right, which only makes Rosé more frustrated. She should be planning her revenge, not pouting over a stupid fight.

“I know, it’s just—“ She sighs. “Never mind. Let’s get this over with.”

They all nod, chatting vividly, but Rosé’s phone lights up before she’s able to join the conversation. There’s a message from an unknown number, which is unusual.

The content of it is what unsettles her the most. Her mouth dries and the air runs from her lungs as she stares at the image sent — A picture of you, boobs covered by someone’s arms and bare waist filled with bruises.

The message under it says Thank you for the guns and the snack. I’ll make sure to come back for more, later.

It doesn’t have a slight indication of who sent it, but Rosé doesn’t need a confirmation. She knows exactly who did.

“Jennie!” She screams, even though the girl is not far away from herself, sitting by the long table in the dining room. “Grab the stuff immediately. We’ll do this in my house, instead.” And so she turns, barging orders as she goes.

No one’s going to use her little sister as bait and live.

This newcomer might’ve had a few strikes of beginner's luck, but Rosé’s patience had run thin. She wouldn’t tolerate any insolences anymore, no.

She’ll have Ryujin’s head.

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