Taboo
Title: Taboo
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Crack/Humor
Pairing: Taeyeon+Yuri
Warning: NSFW. borderline smut.
“And then…she says, ‘This can’t go on Taeyeon…’ Blah blah blah…and I don’t care!” Taeyeon said, as she slammed the glass against the table. This startled Yuri, who was sitting opposite the now drunk girl. Taeyeon always got like this when she was sad, and Yuri would feel obliged to be with her whenever the situation arose.
This, once again, was no exception. Yuri found a weeping Taeyeon sitting alone after work, and couldn’t help but accompany her. She doesn’t know how, but Taeyeon managed to drag her into a bar. Yuri’s never been a drunkard, and she’s glad Taeyeon is. Because in truth, she desires Taeyeon. Lusts after her, feels something for her, you name it. Yuri had been planning on getting her hands on Taeyeon for ages now. She was thwarted, however, when she knew that Taeyeon was going out with another girl (you heard me right, another girl). She would curse the heavens. Her perfect body, seductive voice and whatever whatnot she had been blessed with wouldn’t even make the girl she wanted want her back. Taeyeon only had eyes for that clumsy American girl (whose name is such a hassle to pronounce, Yuri preferred to avoid it.).
So, back to the present. Taeyeon now wobbles in her seat. Yuri knows that it won’t be long before Taeyeon falls asleep and starts drooling. Even in her drunken state, Yuri finds Taeyeon...tantalizing. She wouldn’t keep her eyes off her, even when she slipped a little bit of beer here and there. Yuri was glad Taeyeon was reaching her limits; it was getting really late and the bartender seemed like he would kick a pair of girls, pretty or not, out of his bar just to close down.
Yuri stumbled inside her apartment while carrying a small yet heavy Taeyeon in the middle of the dark. Taeyeon shifted her weight in her sleep (or however you call what a drunken drooling person does) and made Yuri lose her balance. Taeyeon bumped her head against the wall and moaned a soft groan. Yuri couldn’t help but whimper at the seductive sound (seductive, to her). Before any more thumps occurred, Yuri hurried and put Taeyeon in the bed. Tomorrow, Taeyeon would wake up and see a cooking Yuri. Or a cleaning Yuri.
This, Yuri knew. It wasn’t the first time Taeyeon had spent the night at her place anyways. She couldn’t help but stare at the other girl now lying on her untidy bed. Or...maybe Taeyeon wouldn’t have to see a homely Yuri. Maybe she would wake up and see a smiling Yuri, right next to her. This thought made Yuri grin. Of course, it would seem wrong to sleep with a best friend. But Taeyeon was no best friend of Yuri’s, even though Taeyeon might think so. No, it was more than that. She had been deprived of her need, and now nothing would stop her at reclaiming it. Yuri was glad she hadn’t cleaned her bed. She would have to change the sheets tomorrow. Once again, at this thought, Yuri produced the vilest grin she ever had.
A slight buzz bothered Taeyeon as she lay on some comfortable surface. A bed, she could tell. She could also tell that there were two annoying buzzing sounds inside her head, and she swore she felt a little mound in the back of her skull. Smelling of alcohol, she knew she had been out drinking with Yuri. Who else would drink with her? Only Yuri would, since she was the only person Taeyeon drank with (although Taeyeon did all the drinking. Yuri was more of a cab between drunk and apartment). So, Taeyeon hypothesized she was right now in Yuri’s apartment. And sure she was, because she heard her voice. Taeyeon was going to answer back, but a searing pain coming from her little mound intensified the buzzing. This, and the fact that she sucked at recovering from drinking, knocked her out again into the world of the unknown.
Unknown for Taeyeon, filled with lust for Kwon Yuri. Undressing Taeyeon had been by far the simplest and easiest task she had ever done on another girl (if you don’t count butt spanking). Now, Taeyeon lies on her bed with only her red silk bra and red lace panties. Yuri was sure astonished, as she wouldn’t think Taeyeon would wear sexy lingerie. Well, she had imagined her with every possible outfit ever (some not describable) but seeing her right now, all those wrong thoughts felt like nothing. Yuri hadn’t removed the most important clothing partly because she wanted to enjoy the moment while it lasted. Or she felt fear, she didn’t really know. With a heavy sigh, she set forth on her journey towards forbidden land.
Taeyeon swears this has been the longest and most comfortable sleep she has ever had by far. She slowly wakes up, and the light of Yuri’s room, which she easily recognizes at range, blinds her for a few seconds. She rubs her eyes as to recover her eyesight. A figure materializes right in front of her as her vision comes back, and she can’t help but squeal when she sees Yuri so close, sleeping soundlessly like a baby (baby, or tiger). Yuri’s eyes slowly open, but her face shows no shock at all. Instead, she smiles at Taeyeon and sits straight up (let’s stick to tiger).
“I’ll go get breakfast ready,” said Yuri with a new tone Taeyeon couldn’t identify.
Taeyeon felt a little strange in every possible place. She felt nauseated inside her head, felt a throbbing pain in the back, felt like Yuri was stranger this morning, and...she also felt a wetness between her legs. She couldn’t tell whether it was her imagination or the alcohol. Or maybe she had just peed. Which would be really, really weird, seeing as she’s already 20 years old. Taeyeon gets up, and the moisture between her legs makes her feel even weirder. She heads towards Yuri. Yuri notices her presence approach but doesn’t mind; ramen needs its special time too.
“Yuri-ah...what happened to me last night?” asked Taeyeon with all the innocence of the world.
Yuri, not innocent at all, responded, “You got drunk. I carried you here. We had sex.”
Taeyeon had trouble comprehending the last three words her friend had just said. They...they had sex?
“Are you kidding me Kwon Yuri?” Taeyeon’s angered ego demanded.
“Nope. Can’t you tell?” said Yuri with a chuckle.
“Why, you little...why?! I can’t believe you actually raped me!” Taeyeon was almost crying now.
“Oh, come on Taeyeonnie. I didn’t rape you. You liked it! And so did I. No wrong there!” Yuri edged closer to Taeyeon, who backed away.
“Don’t you come near me!”
“I’ll help you remember and then you’ll see,” Yuri said with another of her evil grins.
“No! Don’t ge-“
Taeyeon had stumbled back into the room, and Yuri had leapt on top of her, causing Taeyeon to fall on top of the bed. Yuri, who was on top, smiled before planting her lips on Taeyeon’s. Taeyeon fought back with all the energy she had (which, as you can remember, was not enough due to alcoholic events), but she couldn’t fight against Yuri’s overwhelming strength. The kissing was intense, neither girl giving up. But finally, Taeyeon had to admit she liked it a bit. She started loosening up, kissing Yuri back. And then Yuri knew she had won, that Taeyeon was all hers now. The girls continued their kissing, hands flying rampant. Yuri slowly made her way with her right hand down Taeyeon’s collarbone. She reached her target: a breast. She squeezed it and massaged it for what seemed just a moment, but it felt like hours of pleasure for Taeyeon. Taeyeon responded back with physical explorations of hers. Soon, Yuri’s hand had found what she was looking for. Still kissing Taeyeon, she rubbed her spot. Taeyeon uttered a soft moan, drowned by the furious kissing. And, as Yuri was going to insert a finger, a gasp is heard from the door. Yuri and Taeyeon both spring upright, and they see a shock stricken Tiffany standing on the door.
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Crack/Humor
Pairing: Taeyeon+Yuri
Warning: NSFW. borderline smut.
“And then…she says, ‘This can’t go on Taeyeon…’ Blah blah blah…and I don’t care!” Taeyeon said, as she slammed the glass against the table. This startled Yuri, who was sitting opposite the now drunk girl. Taeyeon always got like this when she was sad, and Yuri would feel obliged to be with her whenever the situation arose.
This, once again, was no exception. Yuri found a weeping Taeyeon sitting alone after work, and couldn’t help but accompany her. She doesn’t know how, but Taeyeon managed to drag her into a bar. Yuri’s never been a drunkard, and she’s glad Taeyeon is. Because in truth, she desires Taeyeon. Lusts after her, feels something for her, you name it. Yuri had been planning on getting her hands on Taeyeon for ages now. She was thwarted, however, when she knew that Taeyeon was going out with another girl (you heard me right, another girl). She would curse the heavens. Her perfect body, seductive voice and whatever whatnot she had been blessed with wouldn’t even make the girl she wanted want her back. Taeyeon only had eyes for that clumsy American girl (whose name is such a hassle to pronounce, Yuri preferred to avoid it.).
So, back to the present. Taeyeon now wobbles in her seat. Yuri knows that it won’t be long before Taeyeon falls asleep and starts drooling. Even in her drunken state, Yuri finds Taeyeon...tantalizing. She wouldn’t keep her eyes off her, even when she slipped a little bit of beer here and there. Yuri was glad Taeyeon was reaching her limits; it was getting really late and the bartender seemed like he would kick a pair of girls, pretty or not, out of his bar just to close down.
Yuri stumbled inside her apartment while carrying a small yet heavy Taeyeon in the middle of the dark. Taeyeon shifted her weight in her sleep (or however you call what a drunken drooling person does) and made Yuri lose her balance. Taeyeon bumped her head against the wall and moaned a soft groan. Yuri couldn’t help but whimper at the seductive sound (seductive, to her). Before any more thumps occurred, Yuri hurried and put Taeyeon in the bed. Tomorrow, Taeyeon would wake up and see a cooking Yuri. Or a cleaning Yuri.
This, Yuri knew. It wasn’t the first time Taeyeon had spent the night at her place anyways. She couldn’t help but stare at the other girl now lying on her untidy bed. Or...maybe Taeyeon wouldn’t have to see a homely Yuri. Maybe she would wake up and see a smiling Yuri, right next to her. This thought made Yuri grin. Of course, it would seem wrong to sleep with a best friend. But Taeyeon was no best friend of Yuri’s, even though Taeyeon might think so. No, it was more than that. She had been deprived of her need, and now nothing would stop her at reclaiming it. Yuri was glad she hadn’t cleaned her bed. She would have to change the sheets tomorrow. Once again, at this thought, Yuri produced the vilest grin she ever had.
A slight buzz bothered Taeyeon as she lay on some comfortable surface. A bed, she could tell. She could also tell that there were two annoying buzzing sounds inside her head, and she swore she felt a little mound in the back of her skull. Smelling of alcohol, she knew she had been out drinking with Yuri. Who else would drink with her? Only Yuri would, since she was the only person Taeyeon drank with (although Taeyeon did all the drinking. Yuri was more of a cab between drunk and apartment). So, Taeyeon hypothesized she was right now in Yuri’s apartment. And sure she was, because she heard her voice. Taeyeon was going to answer back, but a searing pain coming from her little mound intensified the buzzing. This, and the fact that she sucked at recovering from drinking, knocked her out again into the world of the unknown.
Unknown for Taeyeon, filled with lust for Kwon Yuri. Undressing Taeyeon had been by far the simplest and easiest task she had ever done on another girl (if you don’t count butt spanking). Now, Taeyeon lies on her bed with only her red silk bra and red lace panties. Yuri was sure astonished, as she wouldn’t think Taeyeon would wear sexy lingerie. Well, she had imagined her with every possible outfit ever (some not describable) but seeing her right now, all those wrong thoughts felt like nothing. Yuri hadn’t removed the most important clothing partly because she wanted to enjoy the moment while it lasted. Or she felt fear, she didn’t really know. With a heavy sigh, she set forth on her journey towards forbidden land.
Taeyeon swears this has been the longest and most comfortable sleep she has ever had by far. She slowly wakes up, and the light of Yuri’s room, which she easily recognizes at range, blinds her for a few seconds. She rubs her eyes as to recover her eyesight. A figure materializes right in front of her as her vision comes back, and she can’t help but squeal when she sees Yuri so close, sleeping soundlessly like a baby (baby, or tiger). Yuri’s eyes slowly open, but her face shows no shock at all. Instead, she smiles at Taeyeon and sits straight up (let’s stick to tiger).
“I’ll go get breakfast ready,” said Yuri with a new tone Taeyeon couldn’t identify.
Taeyeon felt a little strange in every possible place. She felt nauseated inside her head, felt a throbbing pain in the back, felt like Yuri was stranger this morning, and...she also felt a wetness between her legs. She couldn’t tell whether it was her imagination or the alcohol. Or maybe she had just peed. Which would be really, really weird, seeing as she’s already 20 years old. Taeyeon gets up, and the moisture between her legs makes her feel even weirder. She heads towards Yuri. Yuri notices her presence approach but doesn’t mind; ramen needs its special time too.
“Yuri-ah...what happened to me last night?” asked Taeyeon with all the innocence of the world.
Yuri, not innocent at all, responded, “You got drunk. I carried you here. We had sex.”
Taeyeon had trouble comprehending the last three words her friend had just said. They...they had sex?
“Are you kidding me Kwon Yuri?” Taeyeon’s angered ego demanded.
“Nope. Can’t you tell?” said Yuri with a chuckle.
“Why, you little...why?! I can’t believe you actually raped me!” Taeyeon was almost crying now.
“Oh, come on Taeyeonnie. I didn’t rape you. You liked it! And so did I. No wrong there!” Yuri edged closer to Taeyeon, who backed away.
“Don’t you come near me!”
“I’ll help you remember and then you’ll see,” Yuri said with another of her evil grins.
“No! Don’t ge-“
Taeyeon had stumbled back into the room, and Yuri had leapt on top of her, causing Taeyeon to fall on top of the bed. Yuri, who was on top, smiled before planting her lips on Taeyeon’s. Taeyeon fought back with all the energy she had (which, as you can remember, was not enough due to alcoholic events), but she couldn’t fight against Yuri’s overwhelming strength. The kissing was intense, neither girl giving up. But finally, Taeyeon had to admit she liked it a bit. She started loosening up, kissing Yuri back. And then Yuri knew she had won, that Taeyeon was all hers now. The girls continued their kissing, hands flying rampant. Yuri slowly made her way with her right hand down Taeyeon’s collarbone. She reached her target: a breast. She squeezed it and massaged it for what seemed just a moment, but it felt like hours of pleasure for Taeyeon. Taeyeon responded back with physical explorations of hers. Soon, Yuri’s hand had found what she was looking for. Still kissing Taeyeon, she rubbed her spot. Taeyeon uttered a soft moan, drowned by the furious kissing. And, as Yuri was going to insert a finger, a gasp is heard from the door. Yuri and Taeyeon both spring upright, and they see a shock stricken Tiffany standing on the door.