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More Than A Bath

I mixed things up a little with a soapland theme. I hope y'all enjoy

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Nako x Mreader X Kazuha

You look up at the sign and take a deep breath. There were murmurs that she worked here, but you didn’t think it was true. You click your phone and check the time: 10 pm. The shop is supposed to be open now. You walk up to the door and step inside. The front room was decorated in such a way that it looked like a casino. To your left was a man behind the counter wiping it down. “Welcome! I haven’t seen your face before. Is it your first time here?”

You nod your head, “It is.”

“Welcome to the Royal Flush. We offer great relaxation for men after a long day's work. We have a few options here, starting at thirty minutes and going up to two hours. That said, you can extend it up to another two hours.” The man motions to a blank board behind him before turning around. “My apologies; I forgot to turn this thing on. Just a moment.” He goes under his desk, flicking a button, causing the screen to light up with pictures of women on playing cards. You couldn’t see anyone who looked like her, though. He motions to the screen. “As you can see, we have many ladies available to help you. You can choose any one of them for your time here. Or if you’re feeling lucky, you can play the roulette.”

“What’s the roulette?”

“I’m glad you asked, sir. The roulette is a wheel that gives you the chance to get two women for the price of one and even enables some that are usually reserved for special customers. The price to play is a little higher than choosing from the board, but if you hit the jackpot, you get two women for four hours. At worst, you’re paying a little more for our basic thirty-minute service, but at best, you’ll have the best night of your life. All you have to do is predict the space the ball will land in. What would you like, sir?”

You consider the chance the rumors were true, and she was just for special customers. “I choose the roulette.” After taking your money, the man smiles and asks you for a number. You choose the number she had ended up with on the show, six. The screen behind the man changes to a roulette wheel, and he begins the game. The ball on-screen moves around the roulette wheel, and while you don’t have high hopes for getting it right, you hope you’ll at least get something good.

As the ball begins to slow down, you see it coming up on your number. Time slows down as the ball approaches the number six spot and swings past it one more time before coming around again. The ball loses momentum as it hits one of the ball deflectors, and miraculously, it plops into the six slot. The man smiles at you, “How rare.” He says, a slight amusement in his voice. “Congratulations, sir, you’ve hit the jackpot. You’ll be allowed to choose two women to help you relax and choose from our special menu. That being said, not everyone is in, so you’ll have limited choices.” The screen behind the man changes again to show different women than before, and immediately, you spot her. Nako was working here. You continue to look at the boar, seeing other idols on it. Some of them greyed out to show they were unavailable.

“How do you get them to come when they’re so busy with other activities?”

“They need to relax too. All things considered, they come here pretty often. So who would you like?” You look back at the board, seeing other Japanese idols like Twice’s J-line and members of Le Sserafim.

“I’d like Nako and Kazuha.”

“Great choices. Here is your room number. They’ll be there in a moment. You may take the elevator to the top floor.” You give the man a nod and head to your room. Thoughts run through your mind. You never expected to find out that idols would work at some place like this. You hadn’t even considered what you would do now that you were faced with meeting Nako and Kazuha.

When you get to your room, you tap the card the man gave you and step inside. It was a fully furnished apartment on the inside. You walk further in, seeing the view from your floor. You could see block after block of the city from your room. Wanting to look at the other rooms, you first come across the bathroom; poking your head inside, you see the usual inflatable you had seen in porn and notice the giant bath behind it. The floor was all tile, with a drain in the corner of the room. You check the other side of your room, seeing it was just a bedroom. Checking through the dressers, you notice sex toys and condoms, among other things.

You hear a small beep from the front and head back to the living room to see Nako and Kazuha standing there. What’s immediately noticeable is their lack of clothing. Both are wearing just their bra and panties, only after you notice their hair being up. You gulp, nervous and unable to say a word. They give you a small smile and wave, obviously used to being seen in their state. Nako takes the lead, walking up to you and wrapping her around your back. “Take good care of us.” She says, her head on your chest. She shines a smile your way before letting you go.

Kazuha pats the short woman’s bottom, “Would you like to get started, sir?”

“I would.”

“This way, then.” Kazuha grabs your arm, pressing it against her modest breasts as she leads you to the bath. Nako grabs your other arm. Kazuha turns the water on for the bath, and the pair begin to strip you down, working quickly.

“Oh, look at this.” Nako teases as she pulls down your pants. Your bulge was obvious to everyone. She runs her small hands along it before kneeling and rubbing her face against it. “Ah, it’s been so long. Kazuha, aren’t you excited?” She says, looking at the younger woman. She grabs Kazuha’s hand, placing it on your crotch. “It’s big, huh?” Kazuha’s cheeks turn red, and she looks away from you, embarrassed. “Let’s get these off.” Nako tugs at your underwear until it finally comes off, your cock smacking her forehead. She’s stunned for a second but quickly laughs it off. Her small hand struggles to wrap itself around your shaft. “You are big!” She exclaims with a huge smile on her face. You groan as she strokes your shaft. While Nako plays with your cock, Kazuha takes off the little clothing she has, unhooking her bra and tossing it near the door before stepping out of her panties. Your attention quickly returns to Nako as you feel her tongue running back and forth over your cock.

“Ah, Nako.” You moan, feeling your knees get weak from the sudden pleasure. She giggles before continuing.

“We should get you in the bath,” Kazuha says as she strips Nako of her bra. “Don’t you think that’s a good idea, Nako?” Nako has a slight frown on her face but agrees, letting you go to remove her panties. Kazuha leads you into the tub, stepping in to test the water. The tub was wide enough to comfortably fit the three of you, with Nako on one side and Kazuha on the other. The shorter woman couldn’t seem to keep her hands off you. She reached for your cock, stroking it slowly as she pressed her tits into your arm. Kazuha sees what Nako is doing and joins in, turning onto her side and cupping your balls as she drags her nipples along your arm. You’re eyes are glued to Nako as she steadily moves her hand along your shaft. She plants her lips on yours and speeds up. You grunt in response, struggling to do much else. Your hand wraps around Nako, squeezing her tit and making her moan. Her devilish smile grows as her grip on your shaft tightens. Kazuha begins to whisper into your ear as you focus on Nako. “You’ve got Nako wrapped around your finger. Did you know she’s on birth control? You can cum inside her all you’d like.” Kazuha’s sensual voice continues, “I’m on birth control too. I wouldn’t mind if you gave me a few creampies either.”

Your cock begins to twitch in Nako’s hand. “Don’t cum so quickly. We’re just getting started. Kazuha and I still need to wash your body. Maybe we should use the mat. You’d like that, right? It would mean we get to use our entire body.” You nod along and get out of the bath with Nako and Kazuha. They place you on the inflatable mat. Nako grinds on your leg, lightly moaning as she stares at your cock. Kazuha had gathered water and soap to clean your body before seeing Nako enjoying herself. She huffs and puts everything on the floor before getting behind the petite woman.

“Nako, you’re forgetting your job. We’re supposed to be making the customer feel good.” She says, grabbing Nako’s small breasts and squeezing them. The short woman throws her head back and moans.

“You don’t mind, do you?” Nako asks as she grinds on your leg. “I just need a little release.”

“Nako, you’re being a slut in front of our customer,” Kazuha responds, digging her fingers into Nako’s skin.

“I’m a slut. I’m a slut,” Nako cries. “I don’t think I can wait any longer.” She breaks free from Kazuha’s grip and moves up to your crotch, rocking against your cock. Nako quickly raises herself and slams herself onto your cock. You fill the room with moans as you cum as soon as you’re buried inside Nako. You’re not the only one, though, as Nako cums with you. Feeling your warm cum flood into her cunt, Nako slowly grinds against you as she moans. Nako moves her fingers along her clit, rubbing it in small circles. “Ah, so full. I feel so hot, Kazuha.” You feel Nako’s cunt milking your cock. She was tight, her walls squeezing you with a lot of force. Your eyes are glued to Nako, watching as she pleasures herself. You don’t notice Kazuha fingering herself as she watches Nako. She’s groping herself and pushing her fingers deeper into her cunt as Nako begins to move again. Nako leaves just the head inside before swallowing your cock in one movement. You stifle your moan while Nako lets hers fill the room. “You’re so big. Look here.” Nako says, pointing at a bulge. She presses on it; you grunt, realizing the bulge was because of you. Nako begins bouncing on your cock, moving at a steady pace as she gets used to your size. She holds your thighs and throws her head back as she moans, noticing Kazuha standing there.

“Come on, Kazuha, join us. You’ll be in heaven.” Nako says, humming in bliss as she slams herself down, moving her hips to please both of you. Kazuha gets beside you, taking one of your hands and moving it toward her now aching cunt. “No, Kazuha ride him.” Nako says as she continues to use you. Kazuha looks at you, her face bright red, before nodding. She silently positions herself over your face, trying to lower herself gently. She was taking a little too long for you, and you decided to pull her down. Your tongue pushes past her wet lips, diving inside her. You felt Kazuha squirm on top of you; she placed her hands on your chest as she let a river of moans flow out from her. “It feels good, doesn’t it? Just wait until this is inside you.” Nako tells her coworker as she rubs the bulge. Kazuha's breathing quickens as she feels your tongue lapping at her walls. She struggles to keep herself up. Nako sees her friend struggling and lifts Kazuha’s head before kissing her. “I love seeing you like this.” Nako seems almost drunk on the pleasure she’s receiving; she plays with Kazuha’s tit, attaching herself to her nipple and swirling her tongue around it.

You dig your hands into Kazuha’s waist, keeping her in place. She began to grind against your face, the pleasure making her go crazy. The pleasure from you and Nako was pushing her toward the edge. She started to whimper as she closed in on her climax. “I don’t want to…I don’t want to cum yet.” She whined as she came. Kazuha’s body twitched as she came, her body rocking uncontrollably. Nako smiled, loving the sight of Kazuha cumming on your face. You lap up her sweet nectar, making the younger woman shiver before she falls to the side.

“Can you give me a taste?” Nako asks as she leans in. You were more than willing to share, pushing your tongue into her mouth. You sat up and grabbed Nako’s waist. You held her for a moment before moving her up and down your shaft. She began to groan as you took control of her. You rammed every inch into Nako’s small body, enjoying as her cries of pleasure came more often and eventually turned into whines. “I’m going to cum. I’m- I’m cumming!” Nako screamed as you continued to use her. Your cock began to twitch inside her cunt, and you told her to get ready for another creampie. “F-fuck, do it cum in me,” Nako whined as you impaled her on your shaft and shot your cum into her. Nako’s walls clamped down around your cock, rubbing the head and making you want to go deeper. Your cum flooded Nako’s pussy, leaking out of her before you even pulled out. You take a good look at Nako, the blissful expression on her face, the drool running down her cheek as her mind goes.

Nako collapses on you, her cunt still squeezing your cock long after your orgasm ended. You lift her off and turn to Kazuha. She was face down on the floor, still recovering. Your eyes move down her smooth back until you notice her shapely bottom. You get behind her and stroke your cock, getting yourself ready for another round.

With your other hand, you grab Kazuha’s waist and lift her ass. You press your cock against her entrance and slowly push yourself inside the young woman. “Ah, you're stretching my pussy,” She groans weakly. Kazuha manages to get her arms under herself and push her face off the floor. She looks over her shoulder to see you pushing yourself inside. Kazuha’s walls welcomed you, snuggly wrapping around your cock as you rested inside her. You were close to cumming, sensitive from your last orgasm. Still, you pushed onward, beginning to thrust into the young woman, your pace picking up. You have to dig your fingers into Kazuha’s waist to keep her from moving. As you’re pounding away at her body, you can’t help but look at Kazuha’s beautiful ass; you pull back your hand and slam it into her soft ass. She yelps from the hit. A handprint begins to form because of the force used, but Kazuha begs you to do it again.

You drive your hand into her ass again. She moans this time, loving the pain. Nako comes around, lying on the inflatable mattress and looking at Kazuha. Her fingers playing with her clit as she watches. You’re getting turned on by having Nako watch you and begin to move faster, slamming yourself into Kazuha without a second thought. The young woman’s moans become louder, and her walls clamp down around your cock. You were both nearing your climax. You couldn’t hold it any longer and buried yourself inside Kazuha, filling her womb with your cum. Your orgasm triggered hers. As soon as she felt your thick cum fill her, Kazuha arced her back and came on your cock. You could hear Nako teasing Kazuha, but her words were muddled as you focused in on the image of Kazuha’s back.

When you start to regain yourself, you hear Nako’s voice. “We still have three hours, Kazuha. How are you going to last that long?” Nako pinched the younger woman’s cheeks. “Are you going to make me take him the whole time? I don’t mind, but you have to be professional.” Nako turns her attention to you. “Why don’t we head for the bedroom? We can take Kazuha with us. She loves watching.” You nod your head, ready to spend more time with Nako.

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IZ Days of Christmas : Day 8 and 9 - Yabuki Nako and Honda Hitomi

IZ*ONE's Yabuki Nako x Honda Hitomi x Male Reader Smut

9871 words

Categories: teaching sex, blowjob, thighjob, riding, face-sitting, cumswap, size kink, masturbation, truth-or-dare gone sexual

Now you know why I didn't post for Nako's day.

For a special someone who requested a HiiNako threesome, and I quote, "NAOW" (it's @kaedespicelatte if that weren't clear)

You're leaping across lands as if you were walking on clouds. That's a pretty close thing to what you are doing; the wisy blue cotton wafts around you like snow. Touch them for a moment, giggling with genuine happiness, before leaping up another step. You're only going upwards from here, only towards the destination of perfection.

The whole place is flawless. Small islands are individual homes for dreamers like you. The sky never pours unless you want it to. Everything in this world can be controlled with just a word from you. But you were told that there are bigger things up ahead, in that bright golden cloud, where a castle sits grandly and a woman leans down to give you an inviting smile—

"Hey, heeeey! "

Two thin fingers snap you awake from the world you created for when the boredom takes you. You go to it quite often—during lectures, lonely nights when sleep just refuses to visit you, and road trips to nowhere. You've unknowingly dozed off to your wonderland again in the campus quadrangle, right where you're supposed to be wide awake. It's already thirty minutes past your mathematics class; you're the only one in the quadrangle.

Well, not the only one. Blink twice, then thrice for good measure. Turn your head away from the streaming sunlight and force a reintroduction to reality. Here, on Earth, there are no happy utopian cities floating in midair, easily accessible through a few measured jumps. There aren't any bright clouds in arm's reach to navigate through the various world. Here, it's just... your university. It's an extremely boring place that only pique your appreciation with their well-kept gardens and satisfactory air-conditioning.

There's no air-conditioning out here in the quadrangle though. Nor is there a smile on Honda Hitomi's cute face. What a pity. What an utter waste.

"Hey there yourself, Hiichan," say brightly, as if you weren't just caught cutting classes. Cutting classes... but isn't—oh right! It's two in the afternoon, and you just sat through majority of your class in the quadrangle. It was an accident, you swear, but your strict little Japanese friend won't agree with you on that sometimes. "How you doing?"

"Not fine," she says grumpily, "because I was called to drag a certain boy who was lounging outside of the classroom he's supposed to be attending a lecture in."

Huh?

Direct your gaze to the left. Through the rectangular window of the wide room, all of your classmates and one unamused teacher stare at you. They exchange glances of disbelief, accompanied with words that consist of nothing but spicy gossip.

Your face burns. Now that's a situation you can't joke yourself out of. Why did you have to cut Bae Yoonjung's class out of all the classes you could have skipped? Life in the real world remains just as troublesome as your last return here.

"Miss Bae says you either get your ass inside," Hitomi continues, hands set on her hips, "and answer all the questions we're going over, or you get a failing grade."

A failing grade? "What? No, I'm not flunking her class!" you say. Flustered emotions burst and take your formerly-relaxed body from the comfort of the quadrangle bench. They bring your hands into the air, make your eyes seal a firm glare into Hitomi's tired ones. "Have you seen what her students look like after a remedial? They look like they came back from fucking World War Two or something!"

"Then get inside," says Hitomi. She's gathering the last of her patience now to give you a comforting smile. Give her props for trying to deal with you; you can barely do it yourself. "Believe me, I'm just as humiliated as you are."

"I can't get in because I can't do math, Hitomi!"

"Then get Hyewon to help you out, for fuck's sake, if she's not wrapped up trying to answer them herself. Come on, Haram. Get in."

Hyewon? Oh, come on, you aren't asking her for help! She barely talks to anyone except when she's answering in recitations. She may be pretty, but she has that kind of prettiness that makes her unapproachable. You're intimidated by her, and sometimes you feel a little guilty for it; she hasn't been unkind to anyone or bullied people to clean up dorms. She's just... scary. Scary because she simply exists.

Why do you always have to be scared of pretty girls? You're in college already and your fear of them still hasn't ceased.

But you have no choice. Get up on heavy feet and trudge the walk of shame to Bae's classroom. You're sure you look like a complete idiot. Anyone who has an IQ above room temperature knows that the number one rule of skipping classes means that you can't make yourself seen. You're supposed to hide in the dorms and make up an excuse letter, not sit outside of the classroom you're supposed to be in with the oblivion of a mouse. You can already spot Eunbi giggling at you. Throw her a glare, and she reciprocates, an eye for an eye. High school habits die hard.

"Welcome to class, mister Jo," says your professor, wearing the fakest of smiles. It's that signature Bae Yoonjung smile, a smile that any campus troublemaker knows. It spells out four clear words: You're in deep shit.

From far away in the classroom, your sister Yuri cringes. She's the better student out of the two of you: most well-behaved, most diligent, most high grades. It's been going on ever since she was in kindergarten. But you... it's like you were born into the Jo family to make an imbalance in the matrix of the inherited intelligence and discipline your parents and sibling are known for.

"Good afternoon, professor Bae," you say quietly. At least you're still polite.

"How was the little sit-down you had outside?"

"Quite good. I mean—I mean—uh..."

Politeness fails you. It's too late. Laughter scatters then takes the classroom by full force. Professor Bae isn't as pleased as they are, though. Not at all, not in the slightest.

"Silence, class," she barks. Immediately, the noise dies as if it were a fire extinguished by icy water. You're amazed sometimes at the power the professor has gathered over her years of teaching, which are considerably shorter compared to the other teachers.

"Now, mister Jo, there are strict rules on tardy here in this school. If a student is caught cutting classes or coming in five to ten minutes late, they're given a punishment. Are you aware of these rules?"

Nod. You read the student handbook a couple of times. It's the only book you've ever finished. In your defense, it has pictures. It's easier to visualize the message when there's pictures. You discovered that when your English professor made you read fucking Shakespeare and provide an explanation to three plays slash sonnets slash headache-inducing rhymes.

"I've given you enough time to dilly-dally by yourself," continues your unrelenting professor, "but it's mandatory that you learn the consequences of your own actions." Her hand knocks the whiteboard. "What is the value of x in x squared in the equation of x squared plus six equals zero?"

Stupid flowery math words and their stupid complicated meanings. You can never get a grasp of them.

"Um... b?" you say.

The whole class erupts into a chorus of snickers. Everyone is laughing at you now. All of their eyes are on you in half-crescents as your unintentional comedian flare takes them by storm. Chaeyeon is cackling with glee. She's the class comedian, but even she can't fashion a joke as ridiculous as that. Yujin's smiling dimples have never been more visible. Even your sister, once embarrassed that you were shaming the family name again, is laughing along with them. The whole world's laughingstock is you.

Just everyday things, you guess.

Look around. Well, not the whole world, maybe, for in the corner of the room on the farthest right-hand side of the first row, two wide eyes gaze at you with sympathy.

It's a small girl whose name you don't know, but face you are quite familiar with. She's usually seen giggling around her friends, but you've never talked to her. Not yet, at least.

Funny how just one person makes a whole difference. If she had laughed along with them, you'd be devastated. Crushed. Over. But she had chosen to look at you kindly, mouthing some soft words to you of reassurance. You feel like you owe everything to her: your sanity, your dignity, your battered pride.

If only you knew her name.

Needless to say, the rest of the class sucked. You were scolded plentily enough, and the humiliation from not getting any of the questions correct still makes you want to roll up into a ball and hide somewhere. Yuri would surely call your mother again and give an exaggerated retelling of how her brother—her pathetic, underachiever good-for-nothing brother—got into trouble again. You'd be the talk of the campus, too, and to be honest, you couldn't blame them. If one were going to cut classes, they could at least do it properly. That was the unspoken rule of troublemaking for dummies.

How do you always get into this kind of mess? Wonder over that as your hands clasp your phone, with your form now lounging atop your level of the bunk bed in the dorms. At least you're safe here. If you manage to fuck up again, nobody would see but your roommate. But she's already had a good show from earlier; she's Kwon fucking Eunbi, the girl you always somehow get into the same class with and bump into in the lockers. The world just strings your threads together without prior knowledge that you both have the scissors to snip the knots away. You're honestly getting a little sick of it.

"Haram, it's your turn to do the laundry," she reminds you. She says it without looking up from the book she is reading under your mattress, using the flickering lightbulb for proper vision. Neither you or Eunbi have the money or the guts to replace the bulb, so it remains as it is: shutting and flickering on like it belongs to the set of a low-budget horror movie.

"I'm not doing shit," reply seamlessly. Your eyes are focused onto the incoming messages of your KakaoTalk app. Everyone's forwarding various texts of group chats making fun of you. Whole group chats throwing tomatoes at a poor semi-senior. Fucking pathetic.

You can't say it wasn't unexpected, though. What were you doing out in the quadrangle? Had you lost yourself in such a daydream you forgot about everything?

Yes.

You possess a chronic tendency to daydream. You like worldbuilding, but never had the penmanship nor writing skills to plot it all down. You like visualizing better worlds—worlds where everything is pleasing to the eye, nothing out of place nor out of line—but were never the artist to illustrate them. Any potential you have in something, all rooted in daydreaming, is always ruined by another unavoidable trait you have. It fucking sucks sometimes, how you're always at a dead end once you think you've got the hang of it all.

"Come on, Haram," says Eunbi. She's tired, too. Finals are taking a toll on her emotions. She throws the book aside and punches you in the shin. "I'm not your housewife, and you aren't getting one either if you can't wash up for once."

"Yeah, well, it would help if the stuff I had to wash didn't have your cumstained panties, Eunbi." Continue to scroll and mark several messages read, although you never really went through several of them. "Seriously, how big are the guys going down on you for your undies to have cum everyday? What macho gymbro are you sleeping with?"

"Your mom," she spits.

"Oh yeah, real mature, Eunbi. Want a medal for that? A trophy?"

"Says the guy who can't even skip classes properly. Who the fuck hangs out—"

" I know. God, I've heard that so many times today. Please give me a break."

They're the same rehashed words entering and exiting your nearly-deaf ears. It's tiring you out, these looped arguments with Eunbi. She may be undeniably pretty, but she fucks so many guys on a daily basis that you'd wake up with the false alarm of an earthquake, only for it to be a cacophony of whimpers and moans over a creaking bed frame. Sometimes she'd call the guys she fucked daddy, more than often she'd be the one being called titles. And sometimes—only sometimes—you secretly get off to it. But after that, when you're sticky with your own ejaculation, the irritation sets back in.

Add all that to the equation of the same hurtful words aimed at you all day and flashbacks of the humiliation you endured in a martyr-like fashion back in Bae Yoonjung's class. Now who's the one who can't solve math?

"Let's make a deal," Eunbi proposes. She's punching you in the shin again to catch your attention. This time, her fist purges so much strength into its tiny knuckles that it does make your head jerk up in surprise. You look back into the pretty face of Kwon Eunbi with a "what now?" expression.

"And what might that be?" you ask uninterestedly.

Eunbi sets her arms onto the soft landscape of your mattress. Her eyes level with your impatient stare. "You do the laundry tonight, and I'll ask Yabuki Nako to invite you to her mini slumber party."

"Who's Yabuki Nako?"

"The girl who kept defending you from everyone. Seriously, do you ever notice what's going on?"

"I—I don't—" Stutter out mangled words, but the pieces are coming together for you to form any more. Yabuki Nako... could she be that girl from earlier who didn't laugh when everyone else was? That girl with the freshly-dyed blonde hair and cute eyes?

Yeah, it must be her. It can't be anyone but her, to be honest. The only one who'd defend you even when your back is turned is the one who doesn't laugh at you even when you see them. You're pretty sure that Nako is the girl you saw earlier, the girl whose name you wanted to know.

You barely know her. She's a small cheerful girl, but she doesn't usually interact with you. Sometimes she'd send long, lingering stares your way, but that's about it. Why would Eunbi make her your prize in this deal?

Eunbi grins. "You remember her now?" she asks.

"A little, yeah."

"Good. Don't you want to have some fun with her tonight?" Eunbi trails teasing fingers along your thigh. "Probably some bang-bang action? Huh?"

You move away from her hand. Eunbi's been acting sluttier these days, and you have no idea what to make of it. "What the fuck, Eun? I barely know the girl!"

"Well, you're about to find out more about her," she says with the proudest grin known to man. Eunbi flips her phone up out of nowhere and shoves an image of her and Hitomi in your face. They're both wearing cute pajamas, hair done into various curls and braids, obviously having a good time. God, you wish that were you. Well, not in that way, of course, but—

"Their sleepover just started," Eunbi explains. "She sent me a few pics. There's little laundry to be done. But the question is.... are you willing to exchange fifteen minutes doing chores for a night of potential sex?"

You didn't know Hitomi was sleeping over at Nako's dorm. Then you remember that Hitomi doesn't have a roommate; it can be pretty lonely at times. Maybe she invited Nako over for a good night of girly fun.

Your mind toys with the thought longer than you expected. But in the end, you give in. You aren't thinking of lewd stuff with them like Eunbi is suggesting you are. You just want to visit them—Hitomi, your best friend, and Nako, the girl who seemingly defended your name while everyone was dragging it through the mud. You owe the two of them a lot. What can go wrong?

Hiijjang❤ | 6:59 PM: what the fuck did you just do

You | 6:59 PM: huh

Hiijang❤ | 7:00 PM: you asked Nako to be included in our slumber party!!

what was that all about?

😑

You | 7:00 PM: i didnt do anything

eunbi wanted me to do the laundry

and said that shed ask nako to invite me if i did

Hiijjang❤ | 7:01 PM: perv

🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

You | 7:02 PM: hey its not about that

i had a bad day

and eunbis getting on my nerves right now.

i need a getaway

Hiijjang❤ | 7:04 PM: sure you do

but fine

i respect the efforts you make just to fuck nako

You | 7:04 PM: why does everyone keep saying that?

Your messages with Hitomi are wild. Screenshots, memes, and insults... it's an archive of your youth. You've been friends with her since high school, so they all date back to that time you crushed on Shitao Miu in tenth grade and the chaotic field trip your inexperienced gym teacher had to lead. They link to events that make up major historic occurences in your life. When you read back at them, you cringe sometimes, but there remains a smile on your face; you and Hitomi were so young and happy.

You're both in college now. You wonder what to make of it all. You aren't kids anymore, but you still play around with her as if time weren't a thing. In the world you like to create, it isn't; it's a social construct, used to profit off things like work and... all that economic stuff you never bothered to listen to in third year. You wonder if that's also true for the real world.

Probably, but the problem at hand is that you're running late to the slumber party. You finished the laundry early, yet you spent all your time deciding what to wear. Should you go steal Eunbi's bunny onesie and look cute like Nako and Hitomi? Or just wear whatever you like? You could not decide for the life of you. You decided to just wear your normal pajamas though. It's a slumber party, for Pete's sake, what else are you supposed to wear?

You look a little stupid as you walk out of the dorms in it. Thank God for the lights-out-at-seven rule! No one can lay their eyes on your embarrassing pajamas this way. But you'll have to make it quick; there's a long night ahead of you, and a long swindling staircase to go through. Curse your college for not having good engineers or architectures when they constructed this place. That's another reason why you hate this place and its horrid teachers and staff generals with a burning passion.

It takes you less than a minute to get to Hitomi's dorm, but only because you're rushing. You have to at least have the sense to show up early to a party you asked to be in. No carousel can give you the dizzying sensation the twirling staircases give you. You almost throw up by the time you get to the AKB48 building.

Give brash knocks on the first door to the right. You can hear giggles from the inside. They must be having a lot of fun. You have to knock louder for the laughing to die out and for a hand to unscrew the door knob.

"Oh, didn't think you'd make it!"

Hitomi grins up at you, wearing a pair of brown checkered pajamas and a ponytail. Seems like her high school sleepclothes still fit her; they hang around her tiny body like a curtain.

"I didn't think so either," you reply with a smile of your own. "Gonna let me in?"

She pushes you square in the chest. "Perv." But she lets you in anyway.

Hitomi's room is usually tidy and empty, occupied by no one other than her. But now, a makeshift blanket tent stands, hanging from her bed. A few soju bottles are out. Bracelets and necklaces created from bands and beads scatter on the floor.

And... there she is.

Nako waves at you timidly. Now that she's standing in front of you, you realize that she's smaller than you thought. She's barely a few centimeters above five feet. You don't mention that to her, though. You already owe Nako a lot of appreciation for having your back.

"Hey," you say awkwardly.

She giggles. "Hi. I'm—"

"Yabuki Nako, right?" Take her small hand and shake it firmly. "Thanks for defending me after my screw-up earlier."

Nako laughs again. Her pigtails swing in the air as she does, and her head lowers just enough for you to see the cute rabbit ear headband seated atop her hair. "It's no problem, really," she says humbly. "Everyone has 'that' embarrassing moment sometimes. Speaking from experience, by the way."

"Yeah," you say, shifting from foot to foot. After that, Nako says nothing, and you reply with nothing either. There isn't much to talk about, but the redness in both of your cheeks and in Nako's small, round face show flustered emotions.

"Ooookay." Hitomi cuts into the silence and breaks the ice. "It's getting late, you two. Want to get this party started?"

Take a look at the soju and nod immediately. You're in for a wild night.

You never thought you would have so much fun at a traditional girls' sleepover. It's much better than being with guys, but you'll only admit that to yourself. Through the course of an hour or so, you learned to make loomband bracelets and name all the characters in the Legally Blonde movie. You baked cookies and feasted over them, although majority are burned pretty badly. Not your fault; they should've left you to do the taste testing.

You've learned a lot about Nako tonight than you did the whole school year. She's only shy when she first meets someone, but when she eases up, she's hilarious. Her laugh is infectious, and one of her cute little habits is to jump around when she gets happy. Everytime she does her little leap, you fall in love with her even more. Sometimes Hitomi throws the two of you suspicious looks, but they're surreptitious enough for you to be able to ignore them.

But now, suspense increases in the dorm room. There's no friendships nor biases here. In this game, all the likings you've taken to Nako and Hitomi are deemed invalid. What matters the most is winning this. You have to play your cards right.

The top of the deck shows a yellow seven card, dropped by Hitomi. She wields at least fourteen cards, courtesy of the repeated plus four attacks you and Nako have administrated. Nako holds one card, just like you.

A proud smile on her face, Nako slaps a red seven card. In turn, you unleash your last card, which just so happens to be a red, too. You and Nako have just won the game.

"God-fuckin-dammit!" Hitomi frustratedly throws her UNO cards into the deck. It creates a flurry of rainbows and numbers on the floor. She has lost yet another game, much to you and Nako's satisfaction. You've won three games and Nako has won her fair share. Hitomi, however, is on a fine losing streak tonight.

"You're gonna clean that up, Tomi-ya," Nako tells her, pointing to the messy cards with a smug grin on her face. God, she's so cute when she smiles. It's like having a crush all over again.

Well, not like, because you're sure you developed a crush on Nako already. It's the real thing now. But who can blame you? Nako is a walking ball of sunshine. She could be the sun itself if the sun weren't the biggest star in the planet, but weirdly, you still prefer her.

"I swear, it's like you guys're teaming up on me," states an upset Hitomi. "What sort of black magic are you doing here, Haram, because who the fuck loses seven games in a row?"

"You, clearly," you and Nako say in unison. Great minds think alike, or whatever Aristotle said. Or did you get it wrong and he's the guy who said the thing about respecting?

Nako's eyes are wide with excitement as she looks at you. Meanwhile, you're too caught up on trying to say the word first.

"Jinx—" you shout.

Nako says it, too: "—jinx!—"

" Double jinx! "

"Ahhh, come on." Now it's Nako's turn to be upset. She downs a few drops of soju, the punishment you guys set for the little jinx game you have going on. Simple and cliché as it is, you like playing it. So, when you're pretty sure Nako's gonna say the same thing, you butt in at the same time. That's where it all started.

"Looks like I'm thirdwheeling, too," Hitomi says, rolling her eyes. "Might as well throw me out, you know? Call me a dirty single bitch?"

"We're not a thing!" Nako contradicts. She looks at you for backup, but you only offer a nod of partial agreement. "We just met, Hiichan!"

"You know what they say~" Hitomi pokes Nako at her taut belly. "Love at first sight exists, Nako-san."

"Don't m-make this weird! Owww!"

Sudden, Nako and Hitomi are having a pillow fight. Hitomi whacks Nako in the hip with a car pillow and Nako hits her on her cheek with a Mickey Mouse plushie. You make no move to stop them. Rather than that, you join in.

The first hit you deliver is done with a blanket.

Then, it's two against one. Hitomi and Nako are surprised at your audacity. They forget about their 1v1 pillow fight and start attacking you. Soft plush hits your body over and over. You yell out loudly, scampering away like a rabbit, but they catch up to you. The two girls are small, but surprisingly nimble.

"Take that!"—

—Hitomi hits you in the head, ignoring your loud cry—

—"and that!" Nako nearly lifts the top of your pajamas with how strong she hits your stomach—

—" and these! "

The two high-pitched voices unite. And so do their pillows going down on your helpless body.

Whack after whack after whack. Everywhere you turn, there's a pillow blocking your way. They've cornered you and made you their personal punching-bag in the art of pillow fighting. Is it fun? Is it rather humiliating? You have no idea what to think, but you're laughing, so it must be good.

"Alright, alright!" Hold your arms up in defeat. "You made your point!"

"Good!" harrumphs Nako. She flashes you an adorable pout. "Let's calm down."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah!"

You all laugh at how ridiculous that exchange sounds. So immature, so childish... college students were truly just overgrown kids.

Look at Nako's small frame. Maybe not all.

"So, oppa."

That's weird. Hitomi never calls you oppa. You're barely older than her anyway, and too close with her for there to be any formalities between the two of you. So you're a little stunned when you look up from the game and see her completely innocent smile.

She and Nako are huddled close. Their heads lean into the other as they flash you pretty smiles. Hitomi's fluffly cheek presses against Nako's round one. They're a pretty combination, to be honest. They're the two cutest girls you've ever seen.

"Yeah?" you ask. There's an edge to your voice you don't know the origins of. But inside, you feel that something is about to happen. Something... big? You just have no idea how to deal with it.

"Want to play truth or dare?" asks Nako, taking her turn in speaking. It's like they rehearsed this beforehand or something.

Shrug. It's only nearly ten; there's a lot of time to toy with. A classic game of truth-or-dare won't hurt. "Sure, why not?"

"Okay. Truth or dare?"

"Truth, I guess."

Nako and Hitomi giggle wildly. They sound like a flock of foxes when they laugh together. It's pretty cute.

"Have you ever... had sex before?" Nako's pigtails catch your attention as she sets her chin on her knee, right above her intertwined fingers with Hitomi. Glance again at their hands together and their over-display of affection. There's Hitomi's arm twirled around Nako's wide hips, and Nako's hand caressing Hitomi's hair. You still don't know what to conclude from that.

The question doesn't catch you off guard. When around friends, you're asked that all the time, especially in high school. "Once," you confess.

Hitomi gasps girlishly. "Who did you do it with?"

"Hey, my turn is done!" You aren't about to reveal the girl you had your first time with to them. It ended pretty badly, and besides, it's private business. "It's your turn already."

"Hmph, fine!" Hitomi feigns reluctance as she gazes at Nako. "Nako-san, I want to do a dare!"

"Okay! I dare you to show oppa"—Nako leans over to give Hitomi a barely-contained whisper—"that you can suck his cock better than the last girl he fucked."

Well, that quickly took a sexual turn. Once again, you are struck by surprise. What the hell is she making your best friend do? Why is this girl, whom you never came across before nor talked to much, suddenly becoming so bold?

Well, Hitomi's cheeks do look good for when—

No, you can't think—

Yes, you can—

Hitomi is the bigger daredevil between the two of you. She doesn't hesitate to topple you over so you land on the mattress, and pull down your shorts. You watch on, stunned, as Hitomi rubs your shaft repeatedly with seemingly experienced hands. Heat quickly accumulates and forms your erection. A success!

"Ooh, do it, Hiichan!" Nako cheers on. Already, her fingers find their way between her legs. If this were a movie, she'd binge it all the way.

Similarly, your hand takes hold of Hitomi's ponytail and pushes her down before she's even ready. And you're thinking about what kind of mess you've gotten yourself into now, and if you'll regret it.

You're still unsure of the answer, but it's hard to think that there will be any regrets when your cock pokes Hitomi's soft cheek. Oh, how you'd love to glaze the insides of it with your cum. How good it would feel.

Hitomi makes sure to show you. While Nako rubs the wet spot on the Japanese girl's panties and her own, Hitomi bobs her head with amazing finesse. Her lips latch around your base and effortlessly drag themselves up to your tip, pleasuring the veins that stick out. It doesn't help at all how strong the suction of her lips are. Oh, it doesn't help one bit.

"You okay, Hiichan~?" Nako asks sweetly.

"Yerghh, I ermm!" Hitomi answers through a muffled mouth. She's more than okay, she's in bliss. Or rather, you are. You were once overwhelmed with doubt and hesitation. Now, the only thing taking over you is the sheer pleasure.

Your bottoms are pulled down to your thighs. Hitomi's head and hands are all over your crotch. She plays with your balls and lets her lips kiss your pubic patch area when she goes down. She massages your thighs with expert hands, loosening the tense muscles but still making sure that your cock is tense and rock hard in her mouth.

"Okay, let me just rub your little clit a bit more~" Nako swipes over the visible damp spot on Hitomi's pajamas, quickly finding her button. "So you can... hnghh, suck oppa off better, is that okay~?"

Hitomi squeals into your cock; Nako's rubbing her sensitive nub too well. She moves her fingers fast and briskly, providing pleasure to her core that matches the one she's giving to you. Her hands grab onto your thighs again to get a hold of herself. But your hand already grabs more of her ponytail and yanks it to the back, causing your cock to now hit the back of her throat and slide down its tight entrance.

"Ohh, fffuck." The F-bomb drops with stress. Hitomi's gag reflex awakens and makes the experience much more fulfilling. You never thought that you'd be fucking your girl best friend's throat. The thought has not once touched on your mind, but here you are, doing exactly that. The world is funny sometimes.

"Hnghhh..." Hitomi whimpers quietly. She laps her tongue upwards to rub slick saliva on the underside of your shaft. You can feel the sharp breaths she takes through her nose to keep some air in her lungs on your skin. Yeah, she definitely did this before. Nako has probably not done it yet. The hands clumsily groping Hitomi's crotch and her eyes stretched wide in surprise at what's happening are all indicative of that. But that's not a problem that can't be solved by teaching.

She's enthusiastic, though. She's excited as she watches Hitomi take your cock so well. Slow thrusts fire into the taller Japanese girl's lips, sometimes having your tip rub the roof of her mouth rather than meet the tight tunnel up ahead. You're trying to remind yourself not to get too carried away. Hitomi is still your best friend, and you can't hurt her too much, not even when she and Nako begin to finger each other's delicate pussies.

Not even when their pace in their mutual masturbation increases.

Not when their combined moans sound like something straight out of an R-rated anime.

Not when—

"Ohhh, ohhh, Hiichan! " Nako moans out. See the clamp of her puffy pussy lips on Hitomi's three digits and your thrusts gain strength. "You—you—you finger me so well! It's too good!"

Hitomi's tearful eyes start to lose the shared contact they have with your lust-dazed pupils. She looked cute as she gazed up at you, like an innocent girl who's only learned from books to do this, but she's past all that pretense. She's past all that fake good-girlness. She can't hold up that front anymore. Nako's fingers diligently pumping her make sure of that. The girl's beautiful moans work her up more than she'd like to admit.

Whining a little, Hitomi bobs her head stronger. Your sounds of pleasure mirror each other. Your groans are deeper, though, while Hitomi's are more high-pitched. They come from different origins as well. She's moaning like that because Nako's fingers dig into her pussy as if its purpose was to seek out her G-spot. Seems like Nako found it; the dance of Hitomi's hips go crazy. Your moans come from the ones she lets out, and the more-than-satisfactory closeness of her narrow throat.

She lets out the screams she is forced to muffle in the form of a full-blown blowjob. She doesn't have the time or patience to induce any more foreplay. She fucks your cock into her throat and lets saliva freely coat it with lubrication. Her whines reach maximum volume, both due to the difficulty it takes to force your size down her throat and the most obvious factor: Nako's continuous pleasuring of her core.

They masturbate each other. Squelching sounds increase, just like the speed of the swiftly entering fingers. Now, the sweet chorus of their moans sound straight out of a JAV, rather than a simple anime. It's too lewd, although their expressions are so wonderfully animated. And soon, you've risen to your feet to put all the force in fucking Hitomi's cute face. Nako scrambles into a better sitting position to be able to continue fucking Hitomi's vagina. She's playing with her nipples above her white top, eyes closed as she mutters incoherent words.

Hitomi's eyes are as large as those of a prowling cat catching sight of its prey—

Nako's screams are unusually high—

Your cock barely slips out of Hitomi's mouth except to fuck the rest of it in—

A natural disaster it was, yet it's man-made. Nako's legs tense when her climax takes her. Hitomi's is messier, but yours is probably the least tidy. Though Hitomi's cheeks become fuller with your cum, some still inevitably slide down her chin. There's no stopping though until you've fucked every drop of your cum into her mouth. And you mean every drop.

"Ohh—ohhh, Hiichan! Your fingers—I can't—!"

"Nako-san! Oppa!"

It's done. Pull out and fall back into the mattress. Hitomi's mouth is a fountain of cum. There's a puddle on the floor from her orgasm. But what makes a bigger mess is the fluid you've excreted in her mouth.

They both sit across you innocently. For a while, the mood of the whole room is sweet and youthful. But then, Nako gets an idea to ruin it all.

She looks at Hitomi. "Let me help," she offers timidly. One look between them and Hitomi understands what exactly she's offering to help her out with. You're the one left behind in not understanding it, but it all makes sense when Nako's lips connect with Hitomi's mouth.

You're stunned; Hitomi spits the rest of your cum down Nako's mouth, and the girl gladly accepts, swallowing with a sensual hum. Their hands run over each other's bodies, touching the perfect places for the other to let out a moan of gratification. Nako sucks on Hitomi's tongue, clearing it of any excess cum. Your best friend giggles, and lets Nako circle her open rounded mouth, invitingly relaxing her jaw.

Now you're the one third-wheeling. But this time, you don't complain. Who would, when two cute Japanese girls are making out hotly and touching each other in front of them? Their kisses are a mere ploy to get you worked up, you know that, but there's the occasional slip of true admiration in Nako's kisses down Hitomi's neck. The latter's hand rubbing Nako's thighs gently and lovingly doesn't seem to be artificial.

Their kissing stops momentarily. Hitomi's peachy smile is back. "Was that good, Nako-san?" she inquires.

"Y-yes," says the breathless small girl, nodding. "Thanks for helping me swallow oppa's cum. You still want to play?"

"Of course."

"What about you, oppa?"

"I'm up for it," you say. Point down to your dick, which remains erect, but none get the pun. You sigh; that's another L for Jo Haram, you guess.

Their cute smiles make up for your disappointment. They're happy you still want to play. The whole thing is moving too fast, and they didn't expect for you to actually be okay with the pace.

"Whose turn is it?"

"Nako," responds Hitomi.

"Okay, uh... truth or dare?"

Nako's eyes sparkle. "Dare."

"I dare you to sit on oppa's face," announces Hitomi loudly.

You're once again surprised. You haven't even talked over what dare to give Nako! But you welcome it; you've been eyeing her round thighs for the whole sleepover.

Nako looks nervous. She's afraid that her weight might crush you, but you doubt that it would actually happen. She's too small to hurt anyone, unless she did a wrestle squat on your face. But she's not even going to do that; all she has to do is sit on your face and let you do the work.

Nako stands over you. Here, you're given a better view of her pussy. Her lips are fat and slick, while the hole is so tiny that even your pinky finger inside it would hurt her. But the tongue is less solid, isn't it? It won't hurt that much.

Nako shyly spreads her legs. And talk about beautiful; her toned yet thick thighs frame the slick little cunt perfectly. Every beauty of her flawless body fits aesthetically together. Her round bottom is another thing you wouldn't mind having on your face, but that can go for another time.

She descends. Your mouth slacks.

"Hnnn... ohhh..." The softest moans fight past Yabuki Nako's lips. Your tongue is a sensation she never expected to feel this good. The pornstars in those websites looked utterly in bliss, rocking against the mouth of the one they are seated upon as if possessed, and she now sees why.

There's still fresh cum from Nako's last orgasm. Of course, you lap it all up, the gentleman you are. Her legs quiver at the new feeling. She's so unprepared for each lick, although the frequency of their occurences increase. It's one thing her small body can't adapt to.

However, it feels good. Really, really good.

"Nako-san!" Hitomi calls sweetly. She takes the nervous girl's hands and rubs them comfortingly. "Are you okay?"

"Yes, y- yes! " Nako's thighs tense around your head. Slap them twice as if they were pillows. "I just don't want to hurt him!"

"You're not gonna hurt him. Just relax. Sit on his face properly. I bet he'd like that, wouldn't you, Haram?"

Oh, you would. She tastes so damn delicious. But aiming to lick at her hole is difficult when her crotch still hovers over your face.

She whines. "You have to help me, Hiichan!"

"I will, don't worry!"

Hitomi clasps Nako's wide baby-making hips and pushes her down on your face. At the same time, your tongue slips wholly into Nako's slit. The gasp she lets out makes you and Hitomi worked up. She squirms a little as your tongue begins to work into her hole languidly. Her walls nervously squeeze and relax on your tongue, not sure if they should fully grasp it or let it wiggle around on its own.

"Good!" Hitomi praises, kissing her on the lips. "Now you have to ride his tongue. Don't be afraid to move around."

"Hmm, hmph, ahhh!"

A moan accompanies her bounces. Nako's blinded by the pleasure from Hitomi quickly guiding her hips to and fro. Your tongue slides across all the right places: her sensitive labia, glistening clit, and contracting hole. Your tongue is working too fast inside her, as if all it ever wanted is to clean every drop of juice there is inside her. But no matter how much you lick to tidy her up, she gets even more turned on, thus making more juices gush into your lips.

You barely have any time to breathe. When Hitomi pulls Nako forward, there's barely an interval since she is pushed right back onto your tongue. She must have learned from Bae Yoonjung to be this strict of a teacher. It's only good that Nako's such an enthusiastic student.

Hitomi pulls Nako's white top over her curvy back. The piece of clothing ends up on the floor. "Can I suck on these big titties, Nako-san?" Her voice loses not her cheerful, announcer-like tone.

"Yes, please!" Now Nako's hips move on their own accord. She's finding her pace now, thanks to your best friend's patient and friendly instruction. It's fuelled more by the latch of Hitomi's mouth on her breasts. From there, the force matches a hurricane. Now, you can't breathe at all.

"Mmm!" Hitomi enjoys her feast on Nako's breasts. Their nipples are just so pretty, especially when they're erect. Their size is just barely noticeable since they're stacked on a small body. Even you only notice their beauty now that they bounce in front of Hitomi. "You alright there, Haram?"

Give her a thumbs-up. Yes, you're smothered by Nako's pussy and ass gyrating on your face. Yes, you can't breathe at all, and yes, you're completely fine. You even grab onto Nako's waist to guarantee a taste of her asshole as well. The taste test is only momentarily done, but Nako's back arcs beautifully, and her moans start to become deafening. Thank God for her thighs!

But you aren't sure if you're fine anymore when Hitomi mounts you. Fuck, she's a tight fit! She's light enough for her to not be that much of a burden on your waist, but the power in her tiny body shows in the way she bounces on your cock. What's even more hot is that she's so tiny, your dick bulges on her stomach.

"Oh, fuck, Haram!" she cries out. She's not as small as Nako, but she already feels too tiny for your cock. The size is wrecking her insides.

"Mmm, is it good? Please tell me, Hiichan!"

Hitomi starts off slow yet strong. She slams herself on your cock, but doesn't go too fast. All her sexual experience proves to be too little for her cunt to take your cock. Her eyes flicker. "It—it feels so big inside me," she says in between breaths. "I can feel it on my stomach, see?"

The curious student looks down, and discovers what Hitomi is speaking of herself. Your erection pokes her stomach over and over. You always manage to reach her womb. "F-fuck," Nako whispers. "That's so hot... I want to try, too, please? After he finishes?"

"Sure thing. Just enjoy his mouth first, okay?"

Nako heeds her advice. She is still a bit hesitant, but she has to admit that your mouth feels really good. The muscle just fucks her cunt so perfectly. It's the ideal "introduction" to sex for a first-timer like her, because it's not too big for it to be too much, nor is it too hard for it to hurt. No, it's as fluid as the juices she releases. It plays with her clit and suckles it sometimes, but also makes sure to pleasure the inner spots her fingers can't even reach themselves.

And then there's Hitomi. She's another blissful factor in this experience. Her breasts are admittedly not that big, but the unbuttoned bottom of her pajama shirt shows her toned, tiny stomach. Sometimes, the fabric also bounces to signal the strength of her riding. Her labored pants are beautiful, making her clit twitch whenever there's just the perfect cry in her breath. Oh, and her reactions to the pleasure: head thrown back, eyes in pleasured crescent-moons... Nako can just cum watching Hitomi ride you.

Their hands tangle together and their need grows stronger. Nako's ass ripples on your face. Hitomi's pussy gets even tighter. Watching each other's blissful reactions just pushes them to kiss.

Pleasured moans start to come out from their colliding lips. Nako's hand slaps her friend's ass, and in turn, Hitomi rubs Nako's clit. Both of their sexes spasm wildly, wrapping around your two appendages with the intention to make you cum.

And of course, to get themselves off.

It's not hard to do that. Your tongue already found a rhythm in Nako's cunt. Your cock has shaped Hitomi's tightness to your girth. So when you start to put in some of your own force, the two girls gasp loudly. They like it. They love the way you're handling them. Hitomi leans over to spread Nako's cheeks so you can have more than a taste of her asshole. Nako's already content with you eating out her cunt, but that's a completely new sensation, one she had no idea she would like that much.

"So good, so good, fuck! " She buries her face in Hitomi's neck. To return the favor, she works on Hitomi's clit. A few upwards and sidewards thumbs, and the girl's mumbling senselessly already. Both of their voices share a cute pitch that blend orgasmically together. If only you could hear their pretty moans more.

Remember that you can. Begin to fuck Hitomi's hole from below, driving your hips to bounce her little figure on top of you. You're bigger than any toy she's put inside of herself. Hitomi wails, grabbing onto Nako again to engage in a deep kiss. Their hands slide over their breasts, curves, and sides, adding little stimulants to get them closer to their high. It's a good thing you're already high enough; with the way Hitomi's tight body is riding you, you can cum anytime now.

So you go all out. Eat Nako's cunt and ass as if she were a feast set only for you, even though Hitomi likes to get a few licks sometimes. Grab the other woman's hips while she seizes your torso to ride, too. It's all tongue and cock and fingers—you're merely three bodies seeking carnal pleasure, something that's about to come very soon.

Very, very soon.

"Fuck, yes, kiss me..." Nako tilts her neck so more of Hitomi's delicious lips pepper her skin. Each one makes her feel so hot, in addition to your tongue pleasuring her. "He's eating me out so well! I think I'm gonna—I'm gonna cum, Hiichan!"

"I am, too," cries out Hitomi. The tandem of the bounces become too much for even a girl like her to handle. She kneads Nako's round breasts and pinches their nipples to cope with it. The girl's breath hitches and rises. "Cum for me, oppa-ya! Cum for me, Nako! "

There's another eruption. Nako mewls and cries, Hitomi screams and writhes. Their cute faces make such perfect ahegaos as you burst inside the wet little hole. Nako's pussy quivers on your mouth, and you forget to breathe for a while. It's like you learned not to through the course of her riding your face.

The pressure is gone. Nako has slowly and weakly fallen to the side. Hitomi slumps over your body. Just like you, they're quite tired. And you think you dozed off for a second, but maybe that's just because of the heavy pressure of the lips on your chest humming a lullaby to sleep.

Hitomi rises first. The irrational earliness of college schedules have molded her into a quick and quiet sleeper. Fortunately for her, the whole day is free. There are no classes today. Not even extracurricular activities on the side.

She's too tired to get up. Besides, she's too comfortable sleeping on your toned body. She can see that you're half-awake, but just keeping your eyes closed for the sake of it. She doesn't blame you at all; those hours of the slumber party were wild.

She looks to the side. Nako is still semi-passed put on the floor. Even in her sleep, her bare breasts look beautiful. Her thighs are still accented with saliva and juices. She slightly reaches over to kiss her on the lips. For the first time, Nako's eyes open fully. Their gazes connect. They giggle softly.

"Good morning," says Nako softly.

Hitomi smiles. "It's only eleven PM, Nako-san. Were you so fucked out of your mind that you couldn't remember anything?"

Nako sits up slowly. Regarding Hitomi's question, it's actually the contrary. The nap has fully reenergized her body. She can even feel her legs now. But it's still fun to play around with Hitomi.

"If I am," she asks, levelling the girl with raised eyebrows, "what are you gonna do about it?"

"Dare you to fuck oppa in front of me," says Hitomi evilly, bright eyes shining with malice.

Nako is a little flustered. She hasn't done that before! This whole sex thing is completely new to her. She doesn't even put her fingers on herself besides rubbing her clit!

She nervously shrugs, trying to play off her fear as nonchalance. "I didn't even choose dare yet! I thought the game was over!"

"Look," says Hitomi tiredly. She just wants a good show right now, something to get off to. "If you want, you can just fuck him with your thighs. He loves them."

Nako looks down at her legs. "H-he does?" she asks innocently.

Hitomi nods. "Did you see the way he looked at them earlier? If you can't fuck him, at least pleasure his dick with your thighs."

Nako considers this briefly, but then shakes her head. "Nope, I want to fuck him."

"You sure? You can—"

"No, I do! If—if he consents, of course," she adds.

"Go crazy," you say, holding up a thumb. You heard all of their conversation, and would love to go crazy on their bodies again, but you're too tired to get up. "Ride me. Fuck me. Do whatever you want with me."

"Of course we will, Haram," says Hitomi. "But we need to get you hard again first."

She initiates, of course, knowing Nako is mostly inexperienced. She leans down to dribble copious amounts of saliva on your cock. Nako watches a little, then follows shortly after.

You hum happily. While Hitomi licks all sides of your cock, Nako gives your balls the pleasure they deserve. She sucks them gently, inhaling your musky scent, and sometimes dares to lick their circular shapes. Hitomi giggles when you lose control; it's too fun to watch, too fun to dwell on.

But they're much more entertaining. Two cute, innocent faces, meeting together to give your cock the best fuck in its short sex life. It's hard not to notice how Nako's lips are fuller, as they work their way on your base, and how she has a more mature face than Hitomi. Hitomi has cuter features, but she can be pretty seductive at times. She proves that with her lowered eyelids, the bite of her lower lip, and her tongue sensually doing its rounds about your cock.

Nako kisses your cock up to the tip. Hitomi goes south. Their tongues do a choreography as they pleasure your cock. Every pink inch is performed on, even the base. Nako licked and gave open-mouthed kisses on that part earlier, making you leak more than you like, but of course she sucks it all up. Despite her inexperience, she's still a good girl.

"Shit, I'm getting close—"

"Calm down," says Hitomi, laughing, as she immediately stops. "You're already hard enough. Nako's gonna ride you now."

Look at Nako for confirmation. But she's already straddling you. That's pretty much your go signal.

But you have to be sure. You don't want anything here to be forced. "Nako?" you ask. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

She pulls your hands and puts them on her hips. She takes in a deep breath, then smiles serenely. "Yes," the small woman says. "Yes. I've wanted to do it ever since I first saw you."

There's an emotion in her voice that you can't place. You're sure it has something to do with the thing about seeing you for the first time. But then again, you can't remember the exact time she saw you when her cunt sees your cock enter its winking entrance. It's for the first time, too, but hopefully not the last.

You're sure the first time is more blissful on Nako's side again. She's so tense; her pussy hugs your cock anxiously, whether afraid to let go or afraid to let more of it in is unknown. She's slowly sinking down into the waters, and Hitomi's a careless passer-by. A sick passer-by, to be more exact, because who the fuck gets off to a drowning girl?

But those are all metaphors, (thankfully). Those are all silly little poems you make in your head. Your muse is Nako, her tight form, and her beautiful face. You take inspiration from the way she moves, moans, and sings out happy little pants, now that you're inside her.

She's a tighter fit than Hitomi, that's for sure. It's more difficult to move inside her, but you make do. Or rather, she does. You're lying down on the ground, just watching her bounce.

"You're doing good, Nako-san," Hitomi remarks. She's off to the side, slowly rubbing herself in hot, tight circles. She can't wait to see Nako's next move. "How does it feel?"

"It, it's so big," Nako whines. She does an experimental bounce and winces deliciously. Her walls are being parted by your staff so well.

Wet noises become louder. Hitomi sighs heavily. "Yes... yes, yes, what else?"

"It's fucking me so deep..."

Your cock plunges into the depths of Nako's vagina. Her puffy lips wrap around your head, yet it easily slips by. Nako watches it all with fascination. She learns that when she squeezez extra tight, she gets a blissful little grunt from you. She's a quick learner; she learns to squeeze down at the perfect times to get your precum leaking inside her. Turns out that Nako is as considerate as she is kind.

She lifts her ass high in the air and sits back down. You groan loudly. She does, too, but you're too wrapped up in seeing her tits bounce to hear her.

Nako places her hands on your sides and does another leap. Jesus fucking Christ, she's tight. You reach up to squeeze one of her tits. She hums appreciatively.

"...and it's like I, I can't prepare myself for it," continues the whimpering Nako. Her blissful expression drives on Hitomi's self-pleasuring. She pushes her breasts into your eager hands, watching you enter and exit her cavern. "He twitches inside me a lot. And it hits all the right places and... and..."

Nako fails to find her words. She does find the sweet pulsing of your cock inside her good, though, which is why she never stops bouncing. There's something so arousing about it all besides the immediate sex itself.

Is it because Nako is so small, she barely makes waves on your body when she descends down to your base?

Is it the way her voice is cute and whiny during the much appreciated seconds of her moaning?

Or perhaps it's in her face itself, for it's the face of a girl who stood up for you, defended you, and spoke not a bad word about the incident earlier?

You've always had a thing for innocently kind girls. Femme fatales are off-limits to you; they'd be your ideal type if you didn't act like a complete fool around them. Her mature yet adorable beauty is what you like, and that goes for both her body and heart.

But for tonight, it's physical. You squeeze the round flesh of her heart. Jerk your hips upwards to meet her leaps. Take in her beautiful expressions of sexual pleasure. You let her use your body as a hands-on visual aid for her first time, and pray that you're good enough for her to want a second session.

Several hours later, dawn breaks through the windows. The night has turned into day, yet the three of you have chosen to beat the sun in waking up. Since then, you've fucked Nako's tits and thighs, and took Hitomi from behind. All of you are sore and need a bit of rest.

But these are the days of your remaining youth. You don't want to miss a single second of it, not even for a much-needed sleep. What makes these days better is the fact that you have both girls in your arms. They huddle together with you as if you were their teddy bear.

"So, oppa." Nako kisses you again, tiredly. "Who was the last girl you fucked?"

"Didn't know we were still playing truth or dare." Laugh and kiss her, too. Do so as well to Hitomi's forehead. You're confident enough to tell the two of them now. "Miyawaki Sakura."

"Huh?" Nako asks as she looks at you with disbelief. "Same!"

"Me too!" Hitomi laughs. She and Nako high-five before they realize something.

"What?"

"What?" you ask, suddenly sitting up.

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leafostuff · 2 years

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A very cheerful Halloween (Ft. Yabuki Nako)

Note: So i finally had the bright idea to do a smut, mostly it just came to see if I had the talent to write this type of oneshot (I don't) and honestly Even if i was good at writing those i will continue to only be a fluff writer due to this actually being very hard mentally to write, but i hope yall will enjoy my first ever smut for My favourite Iz*one member

Thanks for: @torotauri21 @erospandemos for editing and suggesting help with this, I couldn't do this without them

tags: anal, clothed sex, blowjob

words: 3.2K (the most i ever written)

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"Well…its not like I have anything else better to do,” you thought to yourself as your eyes gazed upon the house. The techno music could be heard from the inside and the lights couldn't shy away, and even though you weren't much of a party animal, if you were asked if you would rather stay at home and play stupid games or come to your college’s Halloween party, the priorities were fairly obvious.

As you finally find a spot to park your car near the house you get up and look at yourself, Wearing a simple black suit and followed by grey jeans such as when being asked about your costume, you could excuse a random movie or TV series that people wear suits and you forgot your black glasses at home finishing the look of the badass with a suit. On the outside, you could spot some people dancing, probably already drunk.

Finally, you take a deep breath and enter the party. The first scan of the room and it came to your senses how big this place is since even with a party of around 80-90 people, there was a ton of space to walk around the dancing crowd, I guess when your parents are rich, Hosting parties this size isn't much of a problem to you.

A peek at your phone reveals the hour is 9:30 PM and remembering how the host announced the party was starting at 8 PM, you could confidently say you were late to the party, another scan of the crowd and you manage to find your friends, dancing wildly in the center of the floor, their faces red from the alcohol however from where you were standing it was hard to recognize their costumes.

“God, this gonna be a mess of a party huh?” you think to yourself like a radar trying to look for airplanes, you start another scan of the room to find anywhere to be safe from the chaos as suddenly a face you didn't expect at the party shows itself on the bar chairs that were on the side.

“Nako? what is she doing here?” you thought to yourself as you could spot the small girl with the blonde hair sitting happily and looking at the people dancing, she wore a cheerleader outfit with A small tank top that left little to your imagination, and the skirt, well… you wouldn't even call it that, as her legs were on full display, however as you look at her face you could notice some red spots and scars on her face, making you confused but you quickly noticed that those were fake, and still you had to agree that she was attractive

Yabuki Nako was quite a weird case since even when being one of the more popular Cheerleaders in the college with a record of almost every guy asking her out, her shy demeanor could only keep those relationships for a couple of days before breaking up with them, saying she didn't feel the click with them.

Suddenly the thought of maybe walking over to her and maybe striking up a talk seemed more appealing, “it's not like I have had much to lose talking to her anyways” the thoughts came as you couldn't notice a guy holding a plate full of glasses of beer as you take and drink it quickly, giving you that extra boost of confidence to walk over and talk to her.

As you get closer to her she notices you and looks at you, her brown eyes locking on with yours as you go over to sit near her, “Pretty loud here, isn't it?” you ask however it seems that the music seems to blow your question as she leans closer to you. “It's pretty loud in here isn't it?” you ask again, this time loud enough for her to finally hear you.

“Yeah, but you get used to it” she explains while scanning your clothes, “What costume are you supposed to be in?” she asked, a cute smile escaping her mouth trying to analyze you.

“Uhh…Agent K from Men in Black?” this is the first thing that comes to your mind

“So…you are Agent K…but again?” she jokingly said as you can't help yourself but laugh as Nako joined you,

“Well, what are you supposed to be anyway? if it wasn't for your fake scars and blood spots, I could swear you came to a Halloween party without a costume” you say teasingly as Nako couldn't help but giggle cutely, resulting in both a seductive but cute look.

“Well…no, I am a zombie cheerleader, all the cheerleaders decided to do a group costume,” she said turning her look to the crowd as you join her, helping you notice the similar costumes as Nako with the same scars and fake blood spots on their face.

“Anyways what do you think? doesn't it look cute?” she asks as you turn your gaze at her body again, now being closer you could notice her curves closer, with her chest being surprisingly curvier than expected from her height, and thighs that guys could only dream about.

“Uh yeah, it looks really cute, suits you very well,” you say, trying to avoid saying anything too inappropriate for the moment as Nako seemed to blush a little from your compliment

“Your name is Eunwoo right? from history?” she asks.

“Yeah, second year” you reply.

“Cool, my friend is also majoring in history, I assume you know Minju? she is also in the cheerleading squad” she asks, and…well when every class she enters every guy can't help himself but look at her with awe it's hard not to know the girl, luckily since she does have a boyfriend, looking at her was the only thing they guys could ever do.

The rest of the party went pretty much the same for the both of you, talking about your life outside of college and overall having fun, and once in a while taking another round of alcohol, you learned how Nako was majoring in Pedagogy and was planning to be a teacher in the future, you also learned she was in the same year as you, which caught you by surprise since her height fooled you

During the conversation, you could notice Nako getting closer to you and her hand even closer as it was crawling up your thigh, however, you stopped yourself from doing something too hasty, since you didn't know if Nako was flirting with or just being nice and this was the way she was always with people but then…

“Hey, want to like…get out of this party, we could still hang out if you want” She was saying as a shy smile escaped as you knew what the signs, and well…

“Sure, I don't see why not” you reply while returning the smile to her, the two of you stand up from the bar chairs and head out of the house with nako following you, you could feel the eyes of the entire room following you as finally, you get out of the house as you suddenly feel the silence of the outside since the music got weaker and people starting leaving.

As you take a look at your phone again the hour was 11:30 PM, you didn't expect two hours to pass by so fast, but as people always say: when you have fun, the time always seems to move faster, as after a couple of minutes Nako gets out of the house as well, since she was probably telling her friends she was leaving.

“Wanna go over to my place? it's very close to here and with how much we drunk, I think its best for us if we didn't drive right?” she asks, at least she was not enough drunk to stop thinking rationally, you nod and the two of you start walking with nako in the front and you following right behind her.

The more you were looking at her from behind you couldn't lie to yourself that your eyes were fixated on her cute ass, and how it was swaying during her walk, as finally after 10 minutes or so of walking you get to her building and soon after a 2 minutes travel in the elevator you get to your apartment.

“Listen, I'm going to the bathroom to take off the make-up, the remote of the TV is on, so feel at home,” she said, walking toward the bathroom and closing the door, leaving you at the entrance of the apartment, the place itself wasn't too huge as expected from a college student but it wasn't small either as you find yourself sitting on the couch and turning on the TV, with the channel being on the romance movies.

A couple of minutes later Nako gets out of the bathroom, now with her face clean of the fake scars and blood spots, her cheerleader outfit was still on her however her blonde hair now tied to a ponytail instead of the long hair from before. “What are you watching?” she asked, walking around you to the couch, sitting near the left of you.

“I don't know, some romance movie? you can change the channel if you want” you reply as she just shrugged her head and joined you. As the movie hits the 50-minute mark the inevitable Sex scene comes as in all of the romance movies in the last decade or so, maybe it was their way of making people watch the otherwise mediocre movie but since you didn't have anything else to do you continued to look at the screen.

Suddenly you could smell the scent which was Nako’s perfume feel closer to you, and as you look to the side of you, Nako’s face was leaning closer to you with her eyes laser-focused on your lips, maybe the alcohol started affecting you since instead of backing away you lean into her, capturing her lips, her eyes do look shocked but right after they close, letting the kiss flow.

you couldn't be sure if Nako added any more lipstick on her lips since even by normal standards, Nako's lips were very sweet as slowly you could feel how the small girl climbed your lap and stayed there, as after a couple of seconds you release from the kiss, looking each other with pants

“Someone ever told you you are a good kisser?” she asks shyly however her smile shows a deeper desire, and the followed wink doesn't help her look any purer

“You’re…very hot” this is all you can say between the gasps for air as she leans in closer and takes off your glasses and puts them on the coffee table.

“How about we make it hotter then?” she asks as she takes your hands and put them on her waist and quickly dives in to kiss you, slowly but surely your hand slowly move lower and lower which by the end magnetizes toward her perky ass, you give it a small squeeze which in reaction result in Nako’s cute yet seductive moan, giving you enough time to let your tongue meet hers, turning the kiss into a passionate makeout session.

“Mmm…the bed,” she says between moans, as it was a demand by her as even without answering you pick her up from the couch and pin her to the wall, Nako in the meanwhile had the time to put her hands around your waist as suddenly the two of you release from the kiss and the moment becomes very awkward.

“You don't know where the bedroom is?” she asks you as all you could do in that situation is laugh, making her a bit confused.

“What do you expect, it's my first time in this house” you answer as Nako joined in the laugh as her hands get to your chest and give you a small kiss on the cheek

“God you are so cute, my bedroom is the last room on the right, now what are you waiting for? it's not polite to let a girl wait, and from feeling how hard you are, I don't think your little friend wants to wait as well” she said with another wink as you picked her up again and started walking toward the bedroom.

As you enter the room the two of you fall to the bed as Nako’s hand travel toward your jeans as slowly but surely she undoes the belt and the buttons and takes down your jeans, revealing your boxer with a tent to make nako gasp “Mmm, even harder then I expected” she said.

“You sound like you are experienced in this stuff, is there a chance you lie about your status?” you ask

“I may be single, but I'm not a virgin, but can I say the same about you?” she asked teasingly as now her hands were on your boxer, slowly slipping it off your legs to reveal the treasure as some girls would call it was in full display.

Nako’s face leans closer toward your member as her tongue slips out of her mouth and gives it a small lick on the tip, which gave you the chills.

“Mm…your tongue…so good,” you say between moans quietly as her smile grows larger while her licks become way more aggressive, now starting from the base and to the tip, resulting in more moans coming from your mouth.

“Aiwish” she says, it's hard to understand with her tongue out as finally, she opens and mouth and slowly but surely takes it inside, “so goowd” she mouthed as she bobs her head on your member while you tried your best not to moan too loud. you couldn't lie that It did catch you off guard that a shy girl like Nako was so good at bed but it made the moment much hotter.

As the blowjob continues the situation becomes much steamier when Nako starts to sometimes look up at your pleasured face as she winks and she even sometimes stops sucking, instead kissing your length as in the meanwhile your hand gets toward her skirt, trying to get closer to her ass and more specifically toward her panties, managing to take them off even with her skirt trying to stop you.

“That eager huh?” she says as she releases her mouth from your cock, now sitting on the bed with her knees as you could swear her breasts were more bustier then before. “if you wanna fuck me that bad, just take my outfit off,” she said, almost starting to take her tank top off as you stopped her, taking her body and instead seating it on your naked lap as you lean into her ear.

“Actually, how about we keep this outfit on?” you whisper in her ear while taking your hands and letting them fall on the exposed belly, rubbing it slowly as Nako smiled, as she took her hands, putting them on her skirt’s edges and took them up.

“Well then…what are you waiting for? my ass can't wait any longer” she teases, wiggling her ass from side to side like a Matador, playing with the bull to try and exhaust him. In her eyes you were the bull as it seem to work since right after you had enough as you finally thrust your member into her ass, making her gasp in surprise.

“Ohh yes” she moans as she arched her head back in pleasure as you continued to thrust in a moderate pace while your hands roam over her belly as slowly but surely they get over to her busty chest, you give it her right breast a small squeeze, resulting in a moan as like a loop you thrust your member into her ass and right after squeezing her tits.

“FUCK FUCK FUCK, YOU ARE SO GOOD” she shouted, “PLEASE GO FASTER, IM SO CLOSE EUNWOO” she demands as her body start moving up and down, her request driving you forward resulting in your faster pace with the thrusting and the squeezing of her tits to be stronger.

“IM CLOSE NAKO,” you say loudly as finally after enough thrusting and squeezing, after all of the pleasure both of you went through, you finally give in, finally cumming in her ass, as both of you feel the sense of relaxation as right after Nako falls into the bed, her face was tomato red from as not soon after you fall as well, finding yourself looking into her eyes.

“Wow…” you say, panting from exhaustion as Nake seemed to smile as with the little power she had she scooted closer to you with her hands crawling around your neck and pulling closer to her slowly.

“Yeah?” she asked, beaming a smile that was so bright that even the light of the moon coming from the window couldn't stand a chance against Nako.

“I…don't know if i can really judge only the sex as an experience but…i think i…love you?” you manage to ask as she looked at you with a smile and a blush, but unlike before it was much less red as she moved her hair around her ear.

“Awww, I love you too,” she said as she leaned her nose into yours, nuzzling it in the process. You really had a hard time believing that a girl this cute could be this hot and so good in the sheets, the Dichotomy sometimes is just amazing.

“Okay be honest, you didn't expect to have sex with a girl on Halloween right?” she asked as you couldn't help yourself but nod, giggling cutely as Nako joined you. “If it makes you feel better i didn't really expect to find myself a boyfriend on Halloween” she adds.

“Am i your boyfriend?” you ask as she slowly lets her hands cup your face

“Mmm maybe, i mean you are cute, funny, got the bod, and honestly I am not lying by saying you don't complain about dating a cute girl like me right?” she asks and before you can even answer she continues speaking

Suddenly she was standing up and going toward the bathroom “well I'm gonna clean myself and get some new clothes, I really suggest you will take a shower as well after me,” she says as she gets inside the shower.

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1 hour later and the both of you finish your showers, and luckily enough besides some stains of cum over your undershirt your clothes were very clean but due to the smell you had to put in the laundry, leaving you shirtless. the two you lay near each other on her bed, sheets under you.

You two wanted to keep talking, wanted to talk about what it meant between the two of you but when the hour is 1 AM and there was a long night of sex, not a lot of people can stay up and talk. Nako soon enough fell asleep on your chest, feeling the warmth of it as you couldn't help but smile at her

“good night” you whisper, planting a kiss on her forehead and two cheeks as you two as well started drifting off to sleep, thinking about the wonderful time you had and hoping to get more in the future.

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So...thanks a lot for reading this, i really hope the tags make sense (again new to smuts) and yeah...uhh don't expect more smuts from me, anyway seeing you next update

Edit: i am aware there is a chance I didn't really match the clothes in the pic with the clothes in the oneshot, so sorry

#nako #izone smut #kpop fanfic #kpop #Smut #izone nako #fluff #izone packs #izone icons

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vex91 · 10 months

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IZ*ONE Masterlist

(f) - fluff, (a) - angst, (af) - angst + fluff (s) - smut

Kwon Eunbi:

Nothing yet...

Miyawaki Sakura:

- Let's share (f)

- Now you have me (af)

Kang Hyewon:

Nothing yet...

Choi Yena:

- Irresistible (f)

- Things you do because of love (f)

- Taste of a lie (a)

- A little delay (f) (s)

Lee Chaeyeon:

Nothing yet...

Kim Chaewon:

- Lover (smau)

- I'm here (af)

- Let's share (f)

- Lesson (Yandere AU) (f) (s)

Kim Minju:

Nothing yet...

Yabuki Nako:

Nothing yet...

Honda Hitomi:

Nothing yet...

Jo Yuri:

Nothing yet...

Ahn Yujin:

- What's After Like? (smau)

- Matchmaker (smau)

- Dance with me (f)

- I only need you (f)

- More than good enough (af)

- Sulky puppy (af)

- You're mine (f)

- Always have (af)

- Fan (f)

- Knight in shining armor (Royal AU) (f)

- Regular customer (f)

- We'll make this work (Highschool AU) (f)

- A visitor (f)

- Deal (Vampire AU) (f)

- Skater girl (f)

- The best one (f) (s)

- Next time think twice (f) (s)

- I'll make it quick (f) (s)

- Clothes (f)

- Fading future (Non Idol AU) (a)

- Attractive neighbor (Non Idol AU) (f) (s)

- Race (Racer AU) (f)

- I don't want to lose you (Apocalypse AU) (af)

Jang Wonyoung:

- Matchmaker (smau)

- Smile through the pain (a)

- Serious (af)

OT12:

Nothing yet...

#iz*one x reader #izone x reader #kwon eunbi x reader #miyawaki sakura x reader #kang hyewon x reader #choi yena x reader #lee chaeyeon x reader #kim chaewon x reader #kim minju x reader #yabuki nako x reader #honda hitomi x reader #jo yuri x reader #ahn yujin x reader #jang wonyoung x reader

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leivonewrites · 2 years

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IZ*ONE

HEADCANONS

— ...

REACTIONS

— ...

SCENARIOS

— ...

MISCELLANEOUS

— ...

kwon eunbi

...

miyawaki sakura

...

kang hyewon

...

choi yena

...

lee chaeyeon

...

kim chaewon

...

kim minju

i wanna be yours

♡ fem!reader // smut, romance // series

yabuki nako

...

honda hitomi

...

jo yuri

...

ahn yujin

...

jang wonyoung

strawberry kisses

♡ fem!reader // fluff, romance // 557

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writerpeach · 1 year

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Any chance you would do Yabuki Nako smuts?

nah, no real interest in writing her

#asks

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withcreamandsugar · 3 years

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Chamisul Chapter 1 | Yabuki Nako

word count: ~1,200

category: fluff, fluff, more fluff

a/n: Chapter 1 of a decently long Nako x gender neutral reader series I plan to write! I haven’t decided if i wanted to go sm*tty with this yet but we’ll see 👁👄👁

a/n2: hi i’m not dead (again)! i moved for college (fun fact i’m a chemical engineer uwu) and i’ve been absolutely swamped in work, sorry if updates are slow and unanswered asks pile up 🥺 in the future i will try my very best to answer all of them!

a/n3 (last one i promise): u can read on my wattpad if u want! idk what people prefer so i’ll post updates both here and wattpad! thank you and enjoy the fluff!

Chapter 1: Strapped for Cash

"₩1,000...2..."

"2 thousand won... that's barely enough for a ramen pack..."

You stashed the loose bills back into your pocket and trudged along the neon lit cityscape, eventually ending up at a 7/11. Funnily enough, you moved to Seoul in hopes of escaping your mediocre life in the States, but that ever familiar convenience store smell pervades hemispheres, it seems. You thought anything would be better than sitting at home, doing nothing and putting your life to waste; now you sit in a 20 square foot apartment that costs thousands in rent and put it to waste.

"Beef..? or chicken?"

The selection of ramen flavors remained a coin flip to you; the two were equally bad for you, giving off the illusion of choice. Two choices, both bad... sounds familiar.

Settling for chicken, you perused the other aisles (not that you could have afforded anything else). You turned the corner, and a girl, not even as tall as the 5 foot or so shelf, caught your eye. She was on her tippy toes, reaching for a rather large case of alcohol sitting at top of the shelf. Your "chivalrous nature" (you barfed in your head as you said that) instinctively instructed you to walk over and grab the box off the top for the clearly struggling girl.

"Do your parents know you're underage drinking?" you said, smirking at the now pouting girl.

"These aren't for me. They're for my members," the girl said, reaching over your arms to take the box for herself. The instant she did, however, her entire body lurched over, the weight of the soju box causing her to wobble back and forth. After a few stifled giggles, you patted the girl on the head and hoisted the box to carry it. "Come on," you said, "let's go to the cashier."

"You know, I'm not a little kid," the girl said to you as you waited in the long line together, nudging your shoulder. "My name's Nako, and I'm almost 20."

"20 what? Centimeters?"

You stifled another giggle as she punted your shins. "Ouchie. My name's Y/N."

You dropped the soju box down at the cashier's counter, a weight lifted off your shoulders. "ID?" the cashier asked you. You looked at the girl, who was already looking down and away. "I see her game now," you thought to yourself. You pulled out your own ID and flashed it at the cashier, who gives an assuring nod. While the cashier bags up your purchases, you feel a hand reaching down your jacket pocket. You glance over to see a still sheepish Nako, and find enough money in your pocket to cover the soju.

You patted the girl on the head again, who turned to look at you. You appreciatively looked into her eyes for a long time before finally saying, "I need 2,000 more won. For the ramen." The girl, initially taken aback, pout-smiled and begrudgingly pulled out a couple more bills. When leaving the store, the two of you were surprised when you ended up walking in the same direction.

"I could carry that if you want," Nako said to you, with a hint of a worried tone.

"And I would let you, if I wanted to see you fall again". You hoisted the somehow increasingly heavy box up again, stopping it from falling. "How far is your place?"

"So first you're a bully, now you're a stalker?" she joked. "Not far."

The two of you turn a familiar corner, and are met with a familiar building.

"I live here," the two of you said at the same time.

Her expression elicited a mix of shock, doubt, and just a hint of delight.

"You're not just saying that to get into my apartment, are you?" The two of you shuffled into the crowded elevator, Nako hitting the button for the 8th floor.

"7th floor," you whispered. "So you're the one blasting music and keeping me awake at night. "

Nako unlocks the door to her dorm. "Get ready to meet my 11 other members," she whispered. You prepared yourself to be overwhelmed by the sheer volume of 11 other teenage girls, but you heard not a sound coming from anywhere in the apartment. "Just kidding. The others all have a schedule this time on Fridays."

"So what's a young girl like you doing drinking along on a Friday night?" you said, plopping the box down, opening the box and twisting open a bottle for yourself.

"Hey I paid for those! And technically I'm not alone." Nako opens another bottle for herself and plops down on the couch opposite you.

"You're right. You're with a stranger, instead." you replied, downing a good quarter of the bottle.

"So tell me about yourself." Nako inquired, taking a tiny sip from the bottle and grimacing in disgust.

"Let's see... I like long walks in the park and travelling..." you joked. Thoughts of what to say first flooded your mind, making you stumble on your words. You told her about how you moved from the States to study abroad in Korea, and, begrudgingly, how strapped for cash you are. You drunkenly told her, 2 bottles in, how much you missed home, how you felt a tinge of regret coming to Korea. You told her, now 4 bottles in, how tonight was the first nice night in a while.

As you drifted off to sleep right there on the communal couch of Nako's apartment, Nako thought about how she felt like she was talking to a longtime friend rather than a stranger she met a few hours ago. All those thoughts faded when she realized she had to carry you to her room so that her members wouldn't come home to a stranger on their couch.

"Ngh... hmph.." Nako grunted as she literally dragged you from the couch to her bedroom. "God, you need to lay off the ramen..." It took almost half an hour and a herculean effort, but Nako managed to tuck you in her bed. Sweaty and tired, Nako plopped down on the floor in front of you. "I know what it's like, moving from home." She brushed the hair from your eyes. "Korea was scary for me at first too. Sometimes it seems like moving was the wrong choice, like I did everything for nothing. But it's the little things, like yo- er, like my members, that remind me there's more to appreciate than comfort and home. I hope soon you'll find your inspiration too."

Nako gets up from her seated position and takes out a sleeping bag, plopping it on the floor and settling down for the night. You laid awake that night, half drunk and giddy about hearing Nako's entire monologue.

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sejun-ist · 3 years

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izonedreamzone · 3 years

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Confidence was never given. Nako was the second in that meter when she arrived at the clinic. To believe her age, it was difficult to ask but the list was to confirm who would pass.

She had stripped down to her birthday suit, threw the towel around her body and lay upon the bed. Her body was soft and her skin was smooth under my hands. She didn’t like to spend time on her front and had turned to her back. The two globes were defined as much as Eunbi had been the only other with above a B cup. Nako was the only one to vice grip my package.

My body froze when she had done it and it was an indication of how she wanted her massage of her chest. She had loved the firm squeeze of the breasts. Nako was also one to test the ability of her teasing with my flicking of her nipples. Pinching the nubs was another challenge for her. She was a freak in my mind or thinking she was one.

Nako was also one to encourage the thrusts to be brief for her. My eyes came over to observe the slit which was clean of hair. The fingertips rubbed the area gently as she was keeping her grip on the package before plunging it inside her.

Hastily, she sensed the speed tone perfect while her body worked heavily side to side. Nako’s voice shrilled with every thrust while the pain wasn’t limited to her as she released upon the orgasm.

Handing her the towel, she wiped up and got dressed to leave the room. Taking a squat, the torture of her grip was horrible to take on as the therapist.

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ggidolsmuts · 3 years

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(Smut version) CC - Iz*One Chaewon

"Okay, so who knows the answer to this question?" You ask your small but noisy class of students, looking at the clock at the back of the classroom and hoping this tutorial session of yours is ending soon - the class is too energetic for you. Your professor thrust this on you - apparently you did too well in her first-year class, so instead of one of her graduate students, you, a third-year, ended up as a teaching assistant for the class you took just two years ago. At least the pay was good for a college student, so you didn't complain.

"Me me me! The answer is 5x + 2." A long-haired blonde, Yena was it? Answered eagerly.

"Not quite-"

"No stupid, it's 5x2 + 2!" A feisty long-haired student called out from behind, firing a mocking lock at Yena for answering incorrectly.

"Ahahahah dummy!"

"That's enough Hyewon, good job Chaewon, but that is rude of you, there is no need to call others out."

"But-but she had the wrong answer!"

"And you had the wrong way of giving the right answer. Apologize to Yena."

"But what about Hye-"

"Apologize." You ask of Chaewon, sharpening your tone. Her face turns red, abashed at being put on the spot in front of her classmates.

"I-I'm sorry Yena."

"It's okay..." Yena replies timidly, the entire room going quiet at your tone.

"Good, moving on. As Chaewon said, the answer is 5x2 + 2, the reason that is the answer is because..." You launch into the explanation of the question, and the rest of the session goes by smoothly without incident. The students file out the door, eager to get out of the stuffy classroom. All but one make it out the door.

"Chaewon, a moment please."

"I'm sorry I-" You wave her off.

"No, not that, I'm glad you know what you did was wrong though. I wanted to talk to you about something else." She stands in front of you nervously, her hands fidgeting with her notebook.

"You got the question right in class, and I know you get the concepts because you ask the right questions, but Professor Bae says you're scoring poorly on the homeworks and quizzes, why is that?"

"I live in the dorms with the other students in the class, and you know how they are, you can barely keep them quiet in class."

"I've noticed, but Professor Bae says they're quiet in her classes."

"Well have you seen her? We're all scared of her!"

"Fine, but what's your point?"

"At the dorms it gets so noisy, I can't concentrate and study properly there."

"Go study at the library then."

"Too far, we have lots of dorm events going on, I don't want to miss out on those when they're available."

"Hmm... why don't you come to my office hours?"

"Your office hours?"

"Yeah, not many people come by for help, it'll be quiet, and I'll be available if you need help."

"Is that okay? I can just come by and study, even if I have no questions?"

"Of course!"

"That's great! When are your hours again?"

"Monday and Thursday, 5 to 7 in the evening."

"I'll be there, thank you!" She heads to the door, turning around and waving adorably at you, and you feel your heart stop for a moment - how is she so cute?

You wave back.

"No problem."

Chaewon becomes a regular at your office hours, always greeting you cheerily, before going quiet and burying her head in the books. The two of you usually enjoy the quiet classroom together, you working on your own homework while Chaewon goes over the latest chapter Professor Bae covered, occasionally asking you the odd question or two about a concept.

Over time you got to know her better, the two of you talking about the class, the professor, and just university life in general. She was always loud and noisy around her fellow friends, but surprisingly by herself she was more demure and low-key. Your personal highlight of those office hours is when she would give you a cute "Have a good night oppa!" before heading back to her dorm. In one of your office hours before the midterm, Chaewon makes a request.

"I'm having some trouble with these questions, can you go through them with me?"

"Of course." You sit down next to her, the two of you sharing the laptop screen. She points out the questions she has problems with and the two of you work through each and every one of them. About three quarters of the way through Chaewon glances at the computer clock, seeing that it is almost 7 pm.

"Oh no, time's almost up! Do you have to go at 7?" She looks at you with wide open eyes, frustration written on her face for not being able to get through all the questions in time.

"No it's fine, we can keep going, I want to make sure you understand everything." She gives you a grateful nod, and the two of you keep going. Unfortunately the last few questions are the hardest, and Chaewon has difficulty grasping those. Time drags on, and you feel yourself losing concentration, nodding off while she works on the problem. You shake your head, trying to clear your drowsiness. You lean towards the laptop, trying to read the question she's working on.

"Chaewon which one are you working on, do you have any questions?"

"Yes I'm-"

She stops talking abruptly, and you turn to face her. Both of you had leaned toward the laptop, and the two of you were close, far too close. You feel your face burning up, unable to tear away from her - you knew she was pretty, but seeing her blushing face so close to yours, you found her gorgeous. Chaewon snaps both of you out of it, pulling away from you and stammering.

"I-I think I'm done, I don't have any more questions, I'll see you oppa, h-have a good night!" You sit there wordlessly as Chaewon stuffs everything in her bag in a rush, dashing out the classroom without even a wave.

Your heart won't slow down.

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A few days after the midterm, you knock on the door with labeled "Professor Bae Yoon Jung".

"Come in."

"Yes professor, you wanted to see me?"

"I just wanted to say that you're doing a excellent job, the students in your section did really well this midterm. Chaewon made a huge improvement."

"Thank you professor, I am glad to hear they did well." You're happy that Chaewon did well on the test, maybe a bit too happy - you couldn't hide the smile on your face.

"What's with the smile on your face?"

"I'm just glad Chaewon's doing well, she's been coming to my office hours often, so I'm glad to have been of help to her."

"Keep at it then, here are the tests for your section, give it back to them later today." She pats the stack of papers on her desk.

"Yes professor." Right, you had a session with the class to go over the tests later. You hadn't seen Chaewon since that evening... why are you so nervous? Why are you looking forward to it?

After lunch you find yourself walking to the usual classroom, your heartbeat rising as you open the door. The classroom is shockingly quiet, all the students nervous about the results of the midterm. You are determined not to scan the room for Chaewon, so you dive straight into it.

"Hey class, I'll cut to the chase, good job on the midterm, the median was a 77, average was 80 overall. Professor Bae was very pleased with this section's scores, I think almost everyone got an A, so really good job there. I'll return the tests now and go over each question." You look down at the papers and begin calling out names.

"Kwon Eunbi." A short-haired student came bounding up to you, and as always you found yourself trying not to admire her amazing body while giving her her test back. "Good job." You say to her while looking down at the next name.

"Honda Hitomi." A quiet blonde with squishy cheeks came up to you. You only remember her as being extremely quiet in class, but Chaewon mentioned in one of your conversations that she's really nice and kind to all of them. You give her the test with a nod and a quiet "Good job!" She sees her score and almost skips back to her seat.

"Nabuki Yako-"

"It's Yabuki Nako!" You hear giggles from the class as a petite student comes walking up to you, her face pouty and indignant as you got her name wrong again.

"Right, I'm so sorry Nako, here you go, you did a great job."

"Thank you!" She beams at the score she got.

"Choi Yena." The long-hair blonde approaches you, picking up her paper but not looking at the score.

"You did fine, got that question right too!" You try to encourage her, and she allows herself to take a peek.

"Oh, oh wow, nice!" She pumps her fist and makes her way back to her seat.

"Jo Yuri." Yena stops and comes back to you.

"I'll take it, we look alike."

"I'm here, she can take it!" You wave and see a second Yena - right, they always sat together and you wondered if they were twins, but apparently not.

"Uh sure... good job Yuri!" You call out to her before looking at the next test. "Kang Hyewon." Yena stops and doubles back again, stretching out her hand.

"I'll take it for her, she's going to be late."

"What? Why?"

"She's still eating lunch." You take a look at your watch. "She eats a lot." Yena adds when she sees your confusion. Shrugging you hand her Hyewon's paper. Your heart skips a beat when you see the next name.

"K-Kim Chaewon."

Your heart skips again when you see her rise elegantly from her seat and walk towards you. Normally the students are dressed in casual outfits, but Chaewon seemed really well made up today, her bangs perfect, her long hair lightly curled, and wearing a cute but eye-catching black one piece. She strides up and stops in front of you.

"Hi."

"H-hi." You manage to stammer out.

"Ooh la la he's nervous!" Your hear from behind Chaewon, followed by a series of scandalous "oohs" from the rest of the class.

"Yah Jo Yuri!" She turns around, raising her fist in a toothless threat. Yuri sticks her tongue out, teasing you and Chaewon.

"Ahem." You clear your throat, and Chaewon turns around to you, her face red at being teased.

"Right, sorry..."

"Here you go, you did a great job."

"Thanks." She looks down at her test. "Wait really?!" You smile and nod at her. What follows can only be described as a shrill squeal of joy as she bounces back to her friends, showing off her score proudly.

"Next is... Lee Chaeyeon." A student with brilliant red hair comes towards you.

"Top score as always, really good job."

"Thank you!" She beams and returns to her seat, the other students envious of her, wanting to take a look at her exam to see what the correct answers were to the questions they got wrong. You go through a few more names.

"Miya- Miyawa... er, Sakura?"

The nervous girl sitting next to Chaeyeon comes forward.

"Good job, you did well this time."

"That's because the game servers were down the night before!" You hear Nako tease. Sakura doesn't say anything, so perhaps she was right.

"Uh huh... well, keep at it!" She quietly collects her paper and returns to her seat.

"Kim Minju... Angel?"

"You actually put that as your name on the test? Ahahahaha!" You hear the unmistakable laughter of Chaeyeon coming from the seats.

"Ahh~ It's because I lost a bet with Yena!" A tall and pretty student came walking up to you. "I didn't think you would say it out loud!" She looks at you accusingly.

"Sorry, I was just reading the name on the paper." She takes the test from you in a huff, the rest of the class cackling in laughter. You felt a little sorry for her, but also laugh along with the class - Chaewon mentioned she frequently gets made fun of because her reactions are great, and it certainly seems to be the case. You return the rest of the tests in short order.

"Okay, I think that's the class, I'll go over the questions now. So question 1..." You launch into a discussion of the test, and the class thankfully focuses, all of them quietly scribbling notes so that they don't make the same mistake again. You try to focus on going over the questions too, but you can't take your eyes off Chaewon every time you turn around to address the class - and neither could she, as the two of you catch each other's glance more than once.

The bell rings and the class begins filing out the door. You watch Chaewon and the rest of the class, but as they get to you Chaewon stops in front of you.

"Hey, I have a good joke, care to hear it?"

"Sure." Chaewon proceeds to drop a banana on your head.

"Ouch, what's that for?"

"A banana fell for you, so will you fall for me?" Chaewon asks in a singsong voice, her face turning beet red as she says it. She doesn't even grab her banana before she dashes out the door. Yuri and Yena crack up behind her after seeing the spectacle, calling after Chaewon and rushing past you to catch up to her.

"I hope you got the joke!" Yena calls out as she leaves.

You got the joke, and the question... Are you falling for her?

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The next office hours roll around, and you are not surprised, but maybe a little disappointed, to see that Chaewon didn't come to office hours. After all it was right after the midterm, so maybe she is off relaxing with her friends and didn't want to study. You shrug and sit down, taking out your laptop and working on schoolwork of your own. The clock hits 7 pm and you pack your stuff, ready to go grab food. When you open the door however, you are surprised to see Chaewon there, dressed simply in a jacket and jeans.

"C-chaewon?"

"Oh oppa, you're done? Great, let's go!"

"What are you doing here, and go where?"

"Oppa, you finished office hours right?"

"Yes...?"

Chaewon takes a deep breath, preparing herself to say something.

"Let's go on a date."

You heart starts pounding, your mouth dry, did you hear her correctly?

"What?"

"L-let's go on a date!" She looks at you, her body seemingly shrinking away from you as she begins deflating like a balloon, losing confidence at your reaction.

"I-I'm sorry Chaewon, I can't." The words leaving your mouth stab at your own heart like a invisible knife.

"Why? But... but-"

"You're my student, I won't date my student."

"You're only two years older!" She starts speaking loudly, her voice rising but also beginning to break.

"I'm sorry, I can't. I-" You twist the knife further on yourself.

"Fine!" Chaewon's face is bright red, unable to face you. Her body is shaking slightly. "I'm sorry I asked!" She shouts at you before turning away from you, walking quickly back down the hallway.

"Chaewon!" You call out to her, but she doesn't stop or turn around. All you hear is a sniffle - it travels down the hallway, a second knife striking straight at your heart.

Why does it hurt even more?

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Chaewon stops coming to your office hours, often even skipping your tutorial sessions entirely. You try to ask Yena and Yuri about her, but you don't get much out of them other than accusing looks and asking you hotly, "Why do you care?"

You find yourself missing her presence more and more, looking to her empty seat whenever you turn around to address the class, or looking up hopefully when the odd student comes to your office hours. You knew for sure you fell for her hard, but you also knew you couldn't date her then, and certainly not after that evening... you feel like you have a knife permanently buried in your heart, hurting whenever you thought about Chaewon, which was often.

To make matters worse, Professor Bae caught on as well, as she summoned you to her office close to the final exam.

"You wanted to see me professor?"

"Yes, are you still helping Chaewon in office hours?"

"No, she hasn't shown up in a while, why?"

"Her grades have been slipping since the midterm, which is not too unusual, but she has stopped coming to classes too, so I was wondering if you know anything about it."

"I haven't seen her since the midterm."

"I thought she was going to your office hours."

"She... stopped." The professor shoots you a piercing look, but you manage to stay silent, and she doesn’t pursue the matter.

"Fine. What a pity, she was doing so good too." You stand quietly by, unsure of what to say. The professor fires you another piercing look before sighing, dismissing you with a wave of her hand. "You may go." You worry about her, but there’s nothing you could do either. You hang your head and leave.

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A week before the finals during office hours, you hear a commotion outside the door. As you stride to the door to find out what's going on, it flies open, almost smacking you in the face. This is followed by a short-haired figure flying straight at you. You manage to catch them, stopping their momentum and cushioning them against your chest. You look up to see Eunbi, Hyewon, and Yena standing at the door, all three of them giggling at what happened.

"We brought you a student who needs lots of help, please take care of her!" Eunbi says before the trio of them leave in a rush. You look at the student in your arms as she pushes away from you. You want to say you barely recognize her, but you spent the past two months thinking about her, you'd recognize her anywhere with any hair style.

"Chaewon?"

"Hi oppa." She says softly. Gone is the long-haired Chaewon you knew for most of the year, instead she is sporting a bobbed hair style, curling at the end and raven black instead of the brown she had. You did not think she could look even better than before, but she has taken your breath away along with your heart.

"Your hair, it looks great!"

"Thank you..." She blushes furiously at your compliment. "We-we had a dorm event, so I decided to change my hair for it."

"Good idea, you look beautiful." The words come out from your mouth before you can stop yourself, your face turning beet red. The both of you just stand there staring at the ground, unable to look at each other.

"I-I need some help before the final exam, I missed some classes because of the dorm event, can you help me?"

"Of course, that's why I'm here."

You sit down with her, happy to just see her again. You can't stop smiling, and to your joy neither can she as the two of you go over questions together, almost like the two of you did before the midterms, and before you know it your time together is over. The two of you pack your bags and exit the room, looking at each other, not wanting to say goodbye. You decide to broach the awkward topic you both had floating in your minds.

"Chaewon, about last time-" Chaewon cuts you off however.

"Oppa, I want to focus on the finals right now, I need to get caught up to speed. Thank you for today, I'll see you Thursday." She says in a rush, not looking you in the eye.

"Right, sounds good, I'll see you Thursday."

Thursday couldn't come fast enough.

You counted down the hours, no, minutes, until you could see Chaewon again, and during your Thursday office hours you find yourself unable to concentrate, your ears straining, listening for any footsteps that might be coming towards the classroom. You leap out of your seat when you hear footsteps coming down the hallway, rushing to the door and opening it.

"Ah!" Chaewon shouts in surprise.

"Chaewon! I'm sorry, I heard footsteps so I t-thought it was..." You trail off, embarrassed at your own eagerness to see her. Her face turns red as she figures out the last unsaid word.

"W-well I'm here... shall we go in?"

"Oh... oh, yes." You snap yourself out of your daze, taking a seat next to Chaewon as she brings out her laptop. You go through the last few concepts that Professor Bae covered in class, luckily Chaewon had little problems following.

"Great job Chaewon, I think you have everything covered, you're more than ready for the finals, you'll be fine."

"Thank you so much oppa, I-"

You turn your head to see why she stopped talking, only to realize that once again she is far too close to you once more. You can smell the faint fragrance of her shampoo, and it is intoxicating. Like a moth to a flame you draw even closer to her, looking into her shining eyes. Chaewon's face is bright red, but she doesn't pull back. You lean forward even more, wanting to dive into those big and sparkling eyes... She bites her lower lip before shutting her eyes tightly, her lips slightly pouting. You don't even realize it, but your hand goes to her cheek, cupping her face gently. You close your eyes and lean in...

"Oppa, quick, I have a question! We couldn't figure this out at the dorms and- oh my gadness!" The door bangs open, and Yuri comes barreling in the door, dispelling all the tension in the room. The centimeters between you and Chaewon instantly get pulled to a meter as the two of you separate hastily.

Yuri grins wickedly, processing the situation. "I'm so sorry Chaewon unnie, I'll tell the others that oppa's too busy with you to answer our questions."

"Yuri I'm going to kill you!" Chaewon half screams, blushing madly.

You step in before things get worse.

"Yuri, I'll answer any questions you have, just keep it a secret for Chaewon, please?"

"Okay, first question is this." She takes out a notebook and shows you the question she intended to ask. It was straightforward and you quickly explained the solution for her, writing it down so that she could show the others the solution. She blindsides you with the second question, grinning teasingly at you.

"Do you like Chaewon unnie?"

"I..."

"Answer the question or I tell everyone at the dorm what I saw!" Chaewon raises a helpless fist at Yuri, but she doesn't say anything else either. She looks at you intently, and you see no reason to hide it any longer.

"I do, a lot." You feel the blood rushing to your cheeks as you say it, looking straight at Chaewon. Her eyes widen at your confession, and she shyly bites her lip, turning away from your intense look.

"You're welcome unnie! I'll let you tell him how you feel!" She waves the notebook at you. "Thank you for the answers! Both answers!" She adds cheekily and dashes out the door.

"Jo Yuri you little-!" Chaewon grits her teeth at her friend before turning back to you, the two of you alone again.

"O-oppa, I... I-"

You hush her, grabbing her by the shoulders gently.

"There's no need to say anything now, please focus on the finals, I will see you again for sure." She nods silently, packing her stuff. As she heads out of the classroom she waves at you.

"Thank you for the help oppa, I'll do well for the test."

"I'm not worried, you'll do great, good luck!" You head back to your desk, stowing your laptop in your bag, trying to process what you just said this evening.

The moment you exit the classroom you are ambushed delightfully, feeling the lightest of pecks on your cheek. You can't help but beam as you turn to see Chaewon run down the hallway, her backpack bouncing the whole day. Your woop of joy echoes down the hallway, chasing after her.

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The day of the finals comes and goes, and you can't wait to see Chaewon again. But it is more than a week later when you find yourself at Professor Bae's office once more.

"Good, you're here."

"Yes professor?"

"Here are the graded finals for your section, I emailed the class and told them to pick them up during one of the office hours, so just have them ready for your section at your next office hours."

"Got it." You flip through the papers idly.

"Chaewon did great."

"That's not what I was-"

"Shut up, I hear all kinds of giggling from your section whenever I mention the teaching assistants, and Chaewon goes completely red in the face. Do you think I'm stupid?"

"Of course not professor."

"Did you two date?"

"No! I made it clear to her that I wouldn't date a student in the class."

"Is that why she stopped going to your office hours?" She stares at you with a knowing gaze.

"...Yes."

"Ugh you guys..." She massages her forehead in frustration. "Well you did the right thing, it could've been a serious problem." She smiles at you. "But once you hand the tests back, she's no longer a student of the class... so go after her, I like Chaewon, and I can tell you do too."

"Uh... right, thank you." You're not sure what else to say, your ears burning a little at discussing Chaewon with your professor.

"Go, good job, thank you for helping me this semester."

"Not at all, thank you for the opportunity!" You give a slight bow to the professor and exit, a big grin on your face at the prospect of seeing Chaewon again.

The hours seemingly fly by, until it is time for your last office hours of the semester. Your students come in here and there, picking up their tests and thanking you for your help during the semester, until there was a stack of twelve left.

You hear a soft knock on the door, and you almost pull a muscle with how fast your head turns to the door, just in time to see Chaewon come through to the door, smiling bashfully at you. She looked adorable in her short black hair, wearing a plaid top and a short black skirt.

"Hi oppa."

"Hey Chaewon."

"I'm here to pick up the tests. You can give me the others too, I told the girls I'll pick it up for them."

"Oh okay, great, here you go." You hand over the tests to her, and she quietly puts them in her backpack.

"Thanks."

"No problem..." The atmosphere deadens, the two of you not knowing what to say, despite how much you wanted to see each other. Feeling the emotions strain against your heart, you go first, not holding back what you feel.

"I missed you, I missed you so much! I like you, I-I want to go on that date with you!" You add hastily. "T-that is, if you still want to...?"

Chaewon dives into your arms, hugging you tightly and pushing you back into yuor chair. You hear her mumble against your chest.

"I missed you too..." Sitting in your lap she looks utterly beautiful. Your heart pounds as you hold her in your arms.

"I couldn't believe you rejected me the first time, I cried all night afterwards." She whispers quietly. You hug her tight against your body, peppering her forehead with kisses.

"I-I'm sorry, I really wanted to, but it wouldn't have been right."

"I know... but still!" Her voice rising a little again.

"I'll make it up to you, let's go on that date now. Should we go now?" You ask her, looking into her pained eyes as she remembers the moment after the midterms. She shoots you a glare, her mouth pouting a little.

"No."

"What?"

Chaewon gets off your lap, going to the classroom door and locking it with a click.

"What are you doing? If we're not going on a date, why did you lock the door, why are we staying here?"

"That's so Yuri or Yena don't come and disturb us." She sits back down in your lap, wrapping her arms around you and straddling your hips. "I want more than a date."

"More than a-" Before you finish your question Chaewon leans into you, her tongue needily probing your lips for access. You allow her in, and her tongue immediately searches for yours, exploring your mouth with passion. You feel her hands on the back of your head, pushing you deeper into the kiss. You elicit a soft moan from her when your tongue eventually pushes back, dipping briefly into her mouth. The moan snaps you out of the passionate makeout.

"Chaewon, we're moving too fast, we haven't even-"

"N-no we're not!" She says... angrily? Determinedly? at you. Her face is red as she follows up in a whisper. "We would've been doing this already if you just said yes then..."

"Chaewon, I, I..." You fall silent, you don't know what to say to that at all.

"Please oppa, I... I want this so much, probably more than you do. Let's just do it here... okay?"

Stunned, you try to buy yourself some time to collect your thoughts. "W-wait, shouldn't we do this at... your dorm, or my place, or-"

"No, I waited for so long, I don't want to wait any longer." She shuts up all further attempts at conversation, smashing her lips on yours. You give in to her desires, wrapping your hands around her lower back, your tongue matching hers in intensity, fighting for dominance. Her hands go to your shirt, trying to take it off.

"Chaewon wait, that's too risky!"

"Fine!" Her hands go a little bit lower to your pants, unbuckling and unzipping your jeans. You feel a soft hand free your shaft from the confines of your boxers, your member already hard from the hurricane of passion Chaewon has swept you up in. She breaks the kiss momentarily, her other hand going underneath her skirt as she lifts her hips. While you are distracted by the touch of her hand guiding you, Chaewon positions herself just so, and with a dip of her hips you are instantly enveloped inside her.

"Oh god Chaewon!" You are blown away by the sudden explosion of pleasure, Chaewon matching your voice with a low moan of her own. "You're so wet..." You gasp out as she looks at you happily with fulfilled desire.

"I told you, I don't want to wait any longer." She presses her forehead against yours, looking into your eyes as she grinds on you. You struggle to maintain eye contact with her, the tightness of her walls forcing you to close your eyes in pleasure.

"Are you f-feeling good?" Chaewon asks between pants and bounces in your lap. You can only kiss her in reply, moaning into her mouth as she squeezes you tightly, your kiss pushing her to higher levels of arousal.

"Good... oppa you make me feel so good. I'm going crazy... so... good!" With a short squeal Chaewon hugs you tightly, panting heavily before melting into your arms with a soft whimper, her body shuddering through her climax. Her walls contract around you erratically, coating your shaft with her juices.

"Are you okay?" You kiss her cheek and peck at her lips, letting her come down from her high.

"Much better than okay..." She smiles at you giddily, her face flushed red in pleasure. "Your turn." Gripping the back of your chair for leverage she begins grinding on you, whining at how sensitive she feels after her orgasm. Your hands slip under her skirt, grabbing her thighs and squeezing them, letting Chaewon know just how good she's making you feel. Feeling you throb inside her, she ups the pace, sheathing you fully with every bounce in your lap, driving you to your limit.

"Chaewon I'm so close, you should get off-"

She shushes you with a kiss. "I came... prepared oppa. I want to feel you, just do it in me." She rides you with purpose, biting her lip as she looks at you, eagerly anticipating your peak. She continues to bob on top of you, her eyes shining with need, wanting to give you the same pleasure she felt. You kept looking into her eyes, the gaze you exchange with her filled with finally requited love, until you could look no longer.

"Ah, Chaewon, I-mmph!" Chaewon seals your lips with a kiss, your eyes forced shut by the strength of your orgasm. As you peak you pull her down into your lap, burying yourself to the hilt inside her, pouring all of your pent-up feelings into her warmth. Chaewon coos against you, her soft body quivering at being on the receiving end of your climax.

"You feel so hot oppa..." She sighs dreamily. You stroke her cheek tenderly, kissing her as you ride out your orgasm, making sure you have nothing left to give. She gets off you gingerly when you finish, the white mess you left in her slowly trickling down her thighs. You grab some tissues, the two of you cleaning up and readjusting your clothes.

Ready to go, you grasp her hand in yours, your fingers interlocking, Chaewon squeezes your hand in happiness as you look at her.

"Shall we?"

She nods at you, and you reach to unlock the door. She leans against you as the two of you walk down the hallway.

"Oppa, you should have said yes back then, so at one date a week that's about... 12 dates you owe me."

"12?!"

"Yes, 12, I'm still hurt you said no back then." She pouts, grabbing your phone and tapping her number in quickly, calling herself.

"That's my number, I'll see you at 7 tomorrow for our date okay?" She looks at you cutely - surely you're not going to say no?

"That's about 12 dates you owe me. I'll see you at 7 tomorrow for our date okay?" Before you have a chance to reply you hear the unmistakable accent of Yuri, and the blood drains from your face as you see a crowd of eleven come around the corner.

"Oooh what were you two doing for so long in a locked classroom?" Hyewon teases the two of you.

"Kwangbae you're dead!" Chaewon snaps at her, blushing furiously.

"Why are your clothes wrinkled? Don't say you just held hands, I won't believe you!" Yena adds in a singsong voice.

"Oppa you better treat Chaewon well!" Eunbi follows up, half playful, half threatening.

"I-I will..." You can only reply, running your hand through your hair in embarrassment. "Why are you all here?"

"We thought it was suspicious when Chaewon said she could pick up the tests for us, she never does anything nice for us."

"Eunbi unnie what are you saying! I always do nice stuff for you."

"Save it! Anyways oppa, can we borrow Chaewon just for tonight? You can have her every night after that, we want to hear all the details!"

"U-unnie! What are you saying!" Chaewon sputters as her friends separate her from you, pushing her down the hallway. She turns around to wave at you, her face still blushing red at being found out. You wave back at her, smiling like a puppy. You turn around and walk the other way, skipping your way back to your room.

Lying on the bed you check your phone to see a text from Chaewon.

Oppa I'll see you for date #1/12 tomrorow at 7 pm okay? I'll figure out where we should meet later.

Sure, I'll see you tomorrow <3

You debate for a while, finally deciding to add the heart symbol at the end. Turns out that was a mistake as you immediately get a call from her.

"Hello?"

"Ooooh a heart!" The rest of it is a mess of noise as you hear Chaewon screaming at her friends. After what sounds like a mad struggle for the phone you hear Chaewon's voice.

"Hello oppa?"

"A-are you okay there?"

"Yes, sorry for the call. I'm going to teach them a lesson now, I'll show them who Ssamu, the leader of Joyuriz is. Bye, mwah!" She hangs up with a click of the phone. Shaking your head you put down your phone and turn off the lights, unable to take your mind off your new girlfriend - you had so many questions for her, like who is Ssamu, and what is Joyuriz?

Whatever, you'll ask her tomorrow, tomorrow is going to be a good day... And every day with her after that.

A/N: Here’s the smut version, most of it is the same, other than the scene at the end. I hope you enjoy one of the versions, thank you for reading!

#smut #izone #chaewon

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