[FIC] Femslash Series * One-shots
Title: Pair Up
Pairing: girl!YeWook
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Femslash, PWP
Summary: They are supposed to be finishing their project that night and Yesung gets more what she anticipated for.
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It took an academic requirement for them to pair up. Miss Popular Yesung and her pretty face with too-quiet, and shy Ryeowook. Yesung’s friends suspected that personalities would clash and that it just wouldn’t work between them but the girl thought otherwise after the first few meetings with her.
Yesung thought that Ryeowook was actually nice and interesting, given with the way she spoke animatedly in contrast with her silent demeanor in front of others. If Yesung really thought about it, Ryeowook was actually cute with her prominent cheeks, high voice and little breasts.
“Yesung? Yesung, you still with me?” Ryeowook waved a delicate hand. And Yesung gulped visibly, inwardly cursing why she was thinking that way and tried to refocus herself with the project in front. They still had a long way to go.
“Crap. Is it that time already?” Yesung caught Ryeowook fiddling with her phone next and looking at it intently. “The subway would be closing on me. I think I need to jet.”
Yesung contemplated for a moment, considering the offer she’d about give. “Oh, uh, why won’t you stay for the night? My parents are out and we can finish this up as early as we can.”
Ryeowook looked reluctant and Yesung hoped she’d give in. She didn’t mind another person inside her room after all. “You sure? I mean I can take another route and I wouldn’t want imposing and-“
She was babbling, a rare feat for anyone inside their classroom. It was all sorts of adorable, Yesung thought and found herself watching those seemingly soft lips move. And the subtle tongue. Mmm.
“Yeah, I don’t mind.”
And the hours wore on, them in their laptops writing and encoding and conversing on and off about the topic. It made Yesung head hurt, with all the text she was looking at. And it seemed that they skipped dinner too.
All her thoughts of Ryeowook and that inviting legs and waist and gorgeous hair flew out of her mind. Yesung was exhausted. And would want nothing more than to sneak into her bed and rest. Maybe they could tag-team and let Ryeowook finish first the remaining articles and she could continue it after. Yes, that was good plan.
She forgot telling Ryeowook about that, the moment she just lay on the bed and closed her eyes. 3-minute power nap, as she would call it, and extended until she didn’t realize that it did.
Yesung stirred in her sleep, feeling the mattress beneath her and not on her side. There was also a weight on her torso, slightly uncomforting and hard to move. But the squeeze and fondle directly on her breasts had her at attention immediately.
And the room was dark. She didn’t close the lights, did she? Adjusting to the environment, Yesung found herself sprawled over with a Ryeowook straddling her. Gorgeous hair falling from the shoulders and tickling her face.
That, and Ryeowook’s gentle hands massaging her and thumbing Yesung’s nipples through her blouse. Her mouth was opened, letting out a soundless gasp as she took hold firmly on those.
“R-Ryeowook?” Yesung squeaked, feeling tight and aroused immediately. All she could hear was the other girl’s shallow breathing. Until Ryeowook dipped down and captured her lips in a messy lip-lock. Her tongue swiped, coaxing Yesung for her. The hand on her breast squeezed again; the pad of fingers and her blouse ribbed her already hard nub.
Let it be known that Yesung was an enthusiastic kisser, even controlling most of the times. But this had her stunned and weak and she could only let Ryeowook slide her tongue inside and taste her and mesh their tongues altogether in a wet, slippery dance. She barely realized that she was making moaning sounds inside her throat, enjoying the delicious way their mouths moved.
Ryeowook was a damn kisser. And could be more. Yesung wanted to see and feel more.
Their project could wait for a while, forgotten in just a single night and let smooth limbs, slapping skin, unrestrained moans and harsh breathing distract Yesung. Ryeowook looked so beautifully writhing above her. Their clothes astrewn on the floor, and Yesung on her shoulders, kissed the space between Ryeowook’s chest, gliding down to her tummy to her navel and to-
“Oh, my god.” Ryeowook gasped. Yesung smirked for a job well done for the spill on her mouth that tasted sweet and salty all the same.
The next day, Yesung stared at the empty MS Word paper and laughed. She just had secured her backpack and food on the work table. “So, I thought you were going to finish what you can?”
Ryeowook was finishing putting on her blouse, revealing the same little breasts and little waist Yesung suddenly grew fond of and smiled across from the bed. “Yes, I could’ve. But you looked so tempting last night. I couldn’t resist? Next time you’re sleeping, pull your shirt down and shorts up, will you?”
Ryeowook was smirking next, suddenly approaching Yesung and cornering her against the edge of the table. And whoever said that Ryeowook was a too-quiet and shy student was an understatement, Yesung chuckled to herself and let Ryeowook take a hold of the globes of her butt and kissing her for the second time.
Title: Test Drive
Pairing: girl!EunHae
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Femslash, PWP
Summary: Donghae, ever the curious, wanted to try kissing. Hyukjae is more than aroused to help.
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…titling her head to side, wanting more for their kiss to deepen. His hands were all over her and he was bending her back on the counter, him between her legs and kneading hands on her thighs. She was moaning, demanding to undo her and he was more than obliged to take her blouse off and away and kiss and lap and tongue her until she couldn’t-
“It can’t be that good, could it?” Donghae watched incredulously the sight before her; the TV with dancing lights and gasping sounds. She popped popcorns into her mouth and once she never let her gaze leave the screen. Hyukjae tried to sound nonchalant but she knew she was growing aroused than she allowed herself to.
They were watching porn together, and no way to stay unaroused for too long.
“It might be? I don’t know. The girl’s begging for it.” Hyukjae said, taking a pillow behind her and placing it on her lap immediately. She was trying not to get too hot as the girl on the screen shuddered when the man suckled on her taut nub and kissing the daylights out of her.
She barely realized she was breathing through her mouth until Donghae closed the TV; the remote on her hand falling uselessly on the ground.
“Hey! What gives?” Just when it was getting good. Hyukjae almost said when Donghae inched towards her, eyes playful and cheeks red.
“Can we do that?” Donghae asked, whispery and getting closer. “Kissing. Can we do that? I never kissed anyone in my life.”
Hyukjae was gaping alright and the sanity that was currently present inside her room suddenly flew out of the window. Donghae wanted to try kissing? With her?
“Hae, don’t you want your first kiss to be with a man? Or with the person you like?” Though the offer was really, really tempting and Hyukjae was feeling a bit bothered, she’d be happy to do it. Anything really for a quick release.
Her laugh was soft and alluring and Donghae had settled next to Hyukjae, looking at her straight. “C’mon, let’s try, okay? And you can’t possibly fool me because you haven’t had yours too.”
Well, that was much true. Hyukjae grew small to that. They were what, nineteen-years-old and unkissed yet?
“Fine, fine.”
When did it get too warm inside of her? Hyukjae wondered and realized, oh, until she noticed just how pretty Donghae looked in her skin-tight pants and equally tight blouse. Well-endowed breasts, nice neck and even breathy voice.
And then she was suddenly leaning towards Donghae, close enough to her lips.
“How do we do this?” Donghae asked, too naïve to successfully breaking the alluring spell. Hyukjae sighed, holding back. They had to do this slowly. Slowly, and sexily, Hyukjae added.
“I’ll press my lips to yours and when we fit, I’ll push my tongue in alright?” Hyukjae instructed, sounding remarkably calm. But she knew she was far from calm. She was having a mild heart-attack with the way Donghae was giving in to her so easily.
“Alright.”
And with that, the press of lips were into move and so, so sensual at the first awkward tug. Hyukjae had Donghae’s lower lip between hers, gently suckling it and marveling at it. So soft, too inviting to not nip on it. Her one hand on the back of Donghae’s head, guiding and supporting. When she finally deemed they fit, Hyukjae finally thrust her exploring tongue inside.
Donghae found stability on Hyukjae’s slim shoulders, squeezing when she felts like exploding with Hyukjae’s silky wet muscle tracing her teeth and moist cavern. She opened her mouth even more, allowing Hyukjae to shove in and taste her.
The need for oxygen finally reached for the both.
“That was…” Hyukjae began, panting and very flushed.
“..amazing.” Donghae finished, gulping and grabbing for his sanity back. She hadn’t noticed Hyukjae leaning towards her again when she heard a breathy command:
“Stick out your tongue, Hae. I wanna try to do something.”
And she did, quite woozy and nervous but aroused altogether. Donghae tested kissing for kicks and she liked it already.
Kissing turned out to be hotter than it could when Hyukjae took her tongue inside her mouth, suckling hungrily on it like lollipop. Donghae could only close her eyes, tightening her hold onto Hyukjae as she suckled harder and harder, her own tongue surrendering at the hot assault. She also felt pair hands under her blouse, against her heated skin and inching up towards her bra.
“H-Hyuk…”
The torrid kissing undid her, straddling on Hyukjae as their mouths met again in a sloppy kiss. Their eyes met briefly, want flashing through their eyes as Hyukjae kneaded the breasts right in front of her and Donghae arching into her. There were lips grazing over the corners of Donghae’s mouth, down her chin and licking the saliva dribbling downwards to the soft earlobe and nipping on it.
“This is… making out, right?” Donghae asked when she finally found her voice. She felt jelly on Hyukjae who was exploring her soft neck and evident collar bone with her mouth. When Hyukjae pulled down her blouse to kiss more skin and chest, to reach more and taste more, she gasped.
“Yeah, it is. I think?” Hyukjae spoke against flushed skin, licking it for good measure and earning herself a grind against her hips and a moan. “Do you want to try more? We never made out with anyone right?”
Donghae laughed at that, capturing that sweet mouth and soft lips between her teeth before taking off her blouse and Hyukjae’s. “Yeah, let’s try.”
And they did.
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A/N: Hello there, femslash. I found you more "controlling" than writing slash. Given that I understand the woman's body than the man's, I think I made improvement in smut? /CROSSES FINGERS And hopefully, I could write more. Having no experience and basing it on off people's writing is rather hard. >_> As I writer, I shall discover more. /FACEPALM THE HELL I'M SAYING
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