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Her gasp is covered up by the hiss of the train doors as they open, and Joonmyun takes advantage of the new wave of people to press a finger inside her. It goes in easily enough that he adds another and has to fight to stifle a moan at the hot slickness of her. He's never thought of himself as an exhibitionist, but there's something buzzing under his skin at the thought that they could be caught, that anyone could look over and see them. He wonders if it would turn them on, this phantom audience. He wonders what would happen if he got on his knees and had Jongdae hold up her skirt so he could eat her out in front of everyone. Joonmyun wonders if he can convince Jongdae to see him again.
She squirms a little against him, and Joonmyun pulls his fingers out of her and moves them up, slipping over her clit. He can feel her thighs tensing when he pinches gently and rubs her clit from both sides, her pussy sliding wet over his palm. He's achingly hard in his suit trousers, his forearm pressing against himself every time he moves, and he hopes desperately that the fabric is dark enough to hide a stain. When he glances down, he can see the top of her ass where her skirt is bunched up and then his hand disappearing into her panties and, god, he wants to kiss her. Joonmyun rubs circles against her clit, pressing harder when she pushes her hips into it, and Jongdae comes with her hand over her mouth, trying to cover up her moan with a coughing fit. Joonmyun keeps his fingers on her for another few moments before he finally pulls away, but before he can fix her skirt she's moving back against him, grinding her ass into his hips. Joonmyun's eyes squeeze shut before he recovers enough to keep his face under control, and when he hears the ding! of another stop, he grabs Jongdae's hips and ruts forward into her, the movement lost in the flux of the crowd. The way her back arches makes him wish he were fucking her for real, and he bites his tongue hard to keep from leaning forward and telling her as much. Then she twists and reaches behind herself so she cup her hand around his dick and squeeze, and Joonmyun comes with a gasp that-hopefully-only Jongdae hears. She lets him recover for a few minutes, then gently pushes his hands off her hips so she can tug her skirt back down. She leans back for a moment, her shoulders against his chest, and it's the sort of sweet, sentimental thing Joonmyun would expect from a high school girl. More than he would have expected public fingering, at least.
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"Shouldn't I be the clingy one?" Jongdae teases, but there's a spot of color high in her cheeks and she smiles shyly after she says it. "But, yeah, I…that would be nice."
"Okay, well, let me-" Joonmyun fumbles through his pockets until he finds his phone. "Um, what's your number?" He copies it into his contacts as she tells him, then sends her a message with his name.
When her phone buzzes, her eyes flick up to him. "Joonmyun, huh? Well, Joonmyun-oppa, I'll see you later."
"Yes, I'm looking forward to it." On impulse, Joonmyun leans down and presses a kiss to her cheek, and when he pulls back her eyes are wide. "Happy birthday, Jongdae," he murmurs, and turns to walk away.
Then a hand catches his sleeve, and when he looks back, Jongdae's still blushing but she's got a grin on her face as well. "On second thought," she says, her eyebrow quirking up, "why wait?"
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thank you anon!
(also not op)
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it's very well written and this is a kink i'm strangely fond of (also het!suchen is love...)
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