Just do what I say, Baby
Title: Just do what I say, Baby
Author: theyaoiwildcard
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: ChaeBom (Chaerin/Bom)
Genre: AU, Smut
Word Count: 2213
Disclaimer: I don't own~
Summary: Chaerin found the elder's stunning pink hair a unique touch, she had never met her before but after their second encounter she was certain to make sure they became familiar with each other - after Chaerin got what she wanted, of course.
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“Do you regret getting yourself into this?” Chaerin asked the woman, holding her chin with her perfectly manicured fingertips and staring deep into her playful, heavily made-up eyes. Chaerin would have sworn the woman was out to catch someone's attention with the way she looked. Her hair a stunning pink, her eyes thickly lined with eye shadow and mascara-coated lashes, her clothes stylish and barely there. Chaerin knew the woman was observing her too and it was obvious in what way, especially when those brown eyes stopped and lingered on the skin of her chest that was visible before the collar of her police uniform hid it away. She smirked, the feline action matching with her eyes and she tilted the pink haired woman's head up a little more and asked, “What's your name and age, sweetie?” And they both knew she only asked because she could.
“Park Bom and I'm twenty-eight,” was the woman's dazed response and Chaerin's smirk only grew wider.
“Well miss Park Bom,” Chaerin said, taking out a pair of handcuffs and pulling Bom's arms behind her back before securing the cuffs around the woman's wrists. She pulled the elder closer to her harshly and whispered breathily into her ear, “you're under arrest.”
And she loved the fact that Bom didn't protest or struggle because they both knew Bom was being arrested with reason, they both knew what crime she had committed. It was the same crime she was taken in for each time and Bom wished she had known and understood the previous four times that Chaerin was perfect. Chaerin was always right, Chaerin never made mistakes. So the first time Chaerin had shown Bom her badge and calmly stated that she was under arrest Bom wishes that she had just gone quietly because Chaerin doesn't make mistakes and Chaerin doesn't play around. Chaerin was the only one who came to arrest her this time, usually she was with a rookie called Minzy and a fairly skilled officer who called herself Dara but those girls had stayed at their headquarters today.
So when Chaerin pulled Bom flush against her and walked her over to the front of the blue and white vehicle, pushing her over onto the bonnet so that her ass was up in the air and her face was becoming very acquainted with the white metal Bom knew that Chaerin had nothing to worry about. Because Seoul was currently under lock-down and bad people like Bom had to be caught while the others - the good, well-behaved citizens - would be safe and sound in their homes because they honestly didn't deserve anything else. She could see Chaerin's reflection in the car's windscreen and the woman's smirk always sent shivers running through her body and then Bom realized why she always let herself get caught - because she enjoyed this as much as Chaerin did, if not more.
“Time to check for any concealed weapons,” Chaerin hummed, running her hands along Bom's bare legs, smirking and announcing, “nothing here.” She slid her fingers through Bom's hair, lightly pulling at the strands and saying, “Nothing here either.” She slid her hands up Bom's blouse, running her fingers along the elder's back before sliding them to the front and slowly trailing them up stopping right below her breasts before pulling them back out and Bom groaned in frustration. She saw Chaerin's smirk widen and she wanted to hit it off, wanted to hit Chaerin's perfect face because the owner of that perfect face wasn't giving her what she wanted.
She was going to complain until Chaerin flipped her over and pulled off her blouse. She trailed her nails along the pattern of Bom's lacy bra before unclasping the underwear and laying it onto the discarded blouse. Chaerin stared at the woman's chest - her face not revealing an ounce of what was on her mind - pinching the hardened nubs and roughly massaging her breasts for what seemed like a mere second or two to Bom. She then dragged a perfect nail along Bom's abdomen, stopping at the waistband of the skirt. Chaerin looked as though she were considering pulling the material off but she simply placed her hands on Bom's thighs and slid them up and into the skirt, tugging lazily at the elastic of Bom's underwear before she withdrew one hand and placed it on Bom's breast again and slipped her other hand between Bom's legs. She felt Bom though the material of her panties and she pushed two fingers against the damp spot, massaging Bom roughly and lazily with both hands for a minute before she pulled away completely and stepped back. Chaerin looked at Bom, as if she were appraising her before she shoved her hands into her pants pocket and pulled out her car keys. She unlocked it and shoved Bom into the back seat before she sat herself in the driver's seat and turned the vehicle on, throwing Bom's blouse and bra onto the passenger seat.
Bom thought that was all she was going to get and sighed despairingly. She pulled against the cuffs half-heartedly and was surprised when the door opened and Chaerin crawled in, closing the door behind her and reaching out to press the main lock to lock all the doors. Chaerin grinned at her, sexy and feline and Bom bit her lip in frustrated anticipation. Chaerin unbuttoned her blouse with one hand and yanked off Bom's skirt with the other, she was quick about it because she was just that used to doing it. Bom bit her lip harder when she saw that Chaerin wasn't wearing a bra underneath her uniform and she wondered if she wasn't wearing any panties either. Bom let herself be curious and she took her foot - her high heels still on them - and rubbed the heel against Chaerin's crotch. Chaerin sat back and spread her legs a little and when Bom saw her heels sink into Chaerin's clothed folds she felt hotter knowing the woman didn't have on any underwear the entire time - it was as though the officer had planned this entire meeting out in her sharp mind already, she should have guessed it when she felt Chaerin's breasts against her back earlier.
Chaerin smirked and crawled towards her again pulling off her pants and making herself perfectly comfortable under Bom's entranced stare. Bom looked at Chaerin again, from her cheekbones to her lips; her neck to her breasts; her legs to what lay between them and Chaerin felt exceedingly proud the entire time because to have someone like Bom gawking at you was really something. Chaerin slipped her hand between Bom's legs and into her panties, looking at Bom and grinning, “What do you want, Bommie?”
Bom whimpered something incoherent to Chaerin's ears.
“What?”
“Touch me,” she almost commanded and Chaerin just nodded, her grin still in place. She slipped her fingers into Bom and moved them through the moisture that gathered there, sliding them deeper and deeper, already searching for Bom's g-spot. Chaerin's grin was feral when Bom moaned loudly, arching her back and riding Chaerin's fingers. Chaerin let the elder do it for a while before she retracted her hand and teasingly licked at the liquid on her fingers, her gaze locked with Bom's the entire time. Bom groaned, the younger woman was always such a tease, every time they were together like this Bom thought she would go crazy. “I said touch me-”
“I'll do more than touch you,” Chaerin cut off, settling herself between Bom's legs and leaning in so close that Bom could feel the younger's breath against her arousal, then she whispered, “don't worry.” With that Chaerin pressed her glossed lips to Bom's pussy, humming before holding the elder's legs apart and quickly swiping her tongue against the other's clit over and over and Bom screwed her eyes shut and grabbed Chaerin's hair, pulling harder than she had meant to but she knew Chaerin wouldn't mind - the younger might actually enjoy this more if Bom did that. After a few minutes her eyes fluttered involuntarily and she tilted her head to the side in an attempt to take more oxygen into her lungs before she looked down at Chaerin eating her out; Bom bit her lip, this would be over soon if things kept up like this - and Chaerin was never one to disappoint.
Then Chaerin suddenly moaned against her, Bom screwed her eyes shut and cried out as a wave of pleasure hit her, unexpectedly and hard, and through her lust hazed mind Bom realized one of Chaerin's hands wasn't holding one of her legs down and she knew the younger must have been fingering herself and if Bom tried hard enough she could imagine the way Chaerin's fingers would be swirling around her swollen clit. Chaerin's finger's dug into Bom's thigh as she moaned again and Bom was going to lose it, her moans becoming choked as Chaerin lightly bit and sucked at her. Then suddenly, Chaerin somehow caught her gaze, wearing a smirk that caused Bom to feel even hotter and asked, her fingers briefly replacing her mouth, “Are you going to come?”
Bom whimpered, nodding wordlessly - desperately - because talking was a skill she had temporarily lost and Chaerin became overwhelmingly confident, proud of the fact she caused Bom to feel like this - to be a stuttering, unsure, moaning mess - yet again. She reattached her mouth to the elder's pulsing clit, drowning herself in Bom's musky honey-sweet taste - which was just like her scent, thick and arousing - and pressed her own fingers up into herself, hitting the right spot in all the right ways. Chaerin licked into Bom and pressed a finger of her free hand into Bom right next to her tongue, poking and sliding and feeling around and she reveled in the way Bom tugged at her hair and cried out as she came, the taste of the elder's fluid filling Chaerin's mouth and sliding down her chin and throat and it was filthy and hot and as good as always.
When Bom finished riding out her orgasm Chaerin moved swiftly to press her face against Bom's and whispered, “Yummy,” before kissing the elder and letting her taste herself on Chaerin's lips and teeth and tongue. And then there was another hand pressing perfect fingers up into Chaerin's clit and she realized Bom had started fingering her too; Bom took control then, working her fingers in and out of Chaerin quickly while nipping and pecking trails up and down along the younger's neck and chest; Bom licked the remains of her come off the younger's chin and slid her tongue into Chaerin's mouth with a smile and swallowed the near scream the younger let out as she came onto both their hands, tensing up and arching against Bom in a way that was so beautiful the elder considered it a sin.
Bom thrust her fingers into Chaerin until the younger slumped against her weakly in her post-orgasmic haze. She slid her fingers out of the feline woman, taking the younger's hand in hers and licking the tangy fluid off their fingers, smiling coyly as Chaerin stared at her with bleary eyes. Bom wrapped her arms around Chaerin as the other draped herself over the elder and made herself comfortable.
“Alright,” Chaerin said after a comfortable silence that may have lasted longer than either of them thought, “I'm releasing you for now.” Bom grinned triumphantly and Chaerin tapped the elder's forehead, “But the next time I catch you, you won't be walking away.”
“I think I would like that a lot more than you would,” Bom replied with a wink and Chaerin just laughed. They stayed like that, talking and bickering as they usually would before they finally bothered with getting dressed and continuing with what they should have been doing before they ran into each other - or rather, before Chaerin found Bom and decided they could have fun.
They were standing outside now, Chaerin leaning against her car, arms crossed over her chest and Bom leaned in to peck her cheek, a show of affection that neither spoke of or questioned because their relationship was different and that was all they would think of it as because, they knew, if they thought of it as any more then things would become far too troublesome. “So, I'll see you around sometime?” Bom asked, feeling like a teenage girl after her first date and she winced on the inside a little .
Chaerin looked at her, looked as though she were considering something for a while, and smiled, “If you're unlucky, then yes.”
“My luck isn't the best,” Bom replied, her own lips curving upwards and Chaerin nodded, giving Bom a partial salute before getting into her car and and starting it up, rolling down the window as soon as she could and leaning out of the window and puckering her lips playfully. Bom giggled like a child and pecked the younger lightly, earning herself a smile and an unspoken promise of meeting up again before the officer drove off.
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A/N: … ;w;
HowcouldIhaveevenattemptedtowritethisohmygoshkillmedoitnowbeforeIchangemymindwhoopstoolateohwellletmecrawlunderarock. I'm trying out... new things.
Author: theyaoiwildcard
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: ChaeBom (Chaerin/Bom)
Genre: AU, Smut
Word Count: 2213
Disclaimer: I don't own~
Summary: Chaerin found the elder's stunning pink hair a unique touch, she had never met her before but after their second encounter she was certain to make sure they became familiar with each other - after Chaerin got what she wanted, of course.
-
“Do you regret getting yourself into this?” Chaerin asked the woman, holding her chin with her perfectly manicured fingertips and staring deep into her playful, heavily made-up eyes. Chaerin would have sworn the woman was out to catch someone's attention with the way she looked. Her hair a stunning pink, her eyes thickly lined with eye shadow and mascara-coated lashes, her clothes stylish and barely there. Chaerin knew the woman was observing her too and it was obvious in what way, especially when those brown eyes stopped and lingered on the skin of her chest that was visible before the collar of her police uniform hid it away. She smirked, the feline action matching with her eyes and she tilted the pink haired woman's head up a little more and asked, “What's your name and age, sweetie?” And they both knew she only asked because she could.
“Park Bom and I'm twenty-eight,” was the woman's dazed response and Chaerin's smirk only grew wider.
“Well miss Park Bom,” Chaerin said, taking out a pair of handcuffs and pulling Bom's arms behind her back before securing the cuffs around the woman's wrists. She pulled the elder closer to her harshly and whispered breathily into her ear, “you're under arrest.”
And she loved the fact that Bom didn't protest or struggle because they both knew Bom was being arrested with reason, they both knew what crime she had committed. It was the same crime she was taken in for each time and Bom wished she had known and understood the previous four times that Chaerin was perfect. Chaerin was always right, Chaerin never made mistakes. So the first time Chaerin had shown Bom her badge and calmly stated that she was under arrest Bom wishes that she had just gone quietly because Chaerin doesn't make mistakes and Chaerin doesn't play around. Chaerin was the only one who came to arrest her this time, usually she was with a rookie called Minzy and a fairly skilled officer who called herself Dara but those girls had stayed at their headquarters today.
So when Chaerin pulled Bom flush against her and walked her over to the front of the blue and white vehicle, pushing her over onto the bonnet so that her ass was up in the air and her face was becoming very acquainted with the white metal Bom knew that Chaerin had nothing to worry about. Because Seoul was currently under lock-down and bad people like Bom had to be caught while the others - the good, well-behaved citizens - would be safe and sound in their homes because they honestly didn't deserve anything else. She could see Chaerin's reflection in the car's windscreen and the woman's smirk always sent shivers running through her body and then Bom realized why she always let herself get caught - because she enjoyed this as much as Chaerin did, if not more.
“Time to check for any concealed weapons,” Chaerin hummed, running her hands along Bom's bare legs, smirking and announcing, “nothing here.” She slid her fingers through Bom's hair, lightly pulling at the strands and saying, “Nothing here either.” She slid her hands up Bom's blouse, running her fingers along the elder's back before sliding them to the front and slowly trailing them up stopping right below her breasts before pulling them back out and Bom groaned in frustration. She saw Chaerin's smirk widen and she wanted to hit it off, wanted to hit Chaerin's perfect face because the owner of that perfect face wasn't giving her what she wanted.
She was going to complain until Chaerin flipped her over and pulled off her blouse. She trailed her nails along the pattern of Bom's lacy bra before unclasping the underwear and laying it onto the discarded blouse. Chaerin stared at the woman's chest - her face not revealing an ounce of what was on her mind - pinching the hardened nubs and roughly massaging her breasts for what seemed like a mere second or two to Bom. She then dragged a perfect nail along Bom's abdomen, stopping at the waistband of the skirt. Chaerin looked as though she were considering pulling the material off but she simply placed her hands on Bom's thighs and slid them up and into the skirt, tugging lazily at the elastic of Bom's underwear before she withdrew one hand and placed it on Bom's breast again and slipped her other hand between Bom's legs. She felt Bom though the material of her panties and she pushed two fingers against the damp spot, massaging Bom roughly and lazily with both hands for a minute before she pulled away completely and stepped back. Chaerin looked at Bom, as if she were appraising her before she shoved her hands into her pants pocket and pulled out her car keys. She unlocked it and shoved Bom into the back seat before she sat herself in the driver's seat and turned the vehicle on, throwing Bom's blouse and bra onto the passenger seat.
Bom thought that was all she was going to get and sighed despairingly. She pulled against the cuffs half-heartedly and was surprised when the door opened and Chaerin crawled in, closing the door behind her and reaching out to press the main lock to lock all the doors. Chaerin grinned at her, sexy and feline and Bom bit her lip in frustrated anticipation. Chaerin unbuttoned her blouse with one hand and yanked off Bom's skirt with the other, she was quick about it because she was just that used to doing it. Bom bit her lip harder when she saw that Chaerin wasn't wearing a bra underneath her uniform and she wondered if she wasn't wearing any panties either. Bom let herself be curious and she took her foot - her high heels still on them - and rubbed the heel against Chaerin's crotch. Chaerin sat back and spread her legs a little and when Bom saw her heels sink into Chaerin's clothed folds she felt hotter knowing the woman didn't have on any underwear the entire time - it was as though the officer had planned this entire meeting out in her sharp mind already, she should have guessed it when she felt Chaerin's breasts against her back earlier.
Chaerin smirked and crawled towards her again pulling off her pants and making herself perfectly comfortable under Bom's entranced stare. Bom looked at Chaerin again, from her cheekbones to her lips; her neck to her breasts; her legs to what lay between them and Chaerin felt exceedingly proud the entire time because to have someone like Bom gawking at you was really something. Chaerin slipped her hand between Bom's legs and into her panties, looking at Bom and grinning, “What do you want, Bommie?”
Bom whimpered something incoherent to Chaerin's ears.
“What?”
“Touch me,” she almost commanded and Chaerin just nodded, her grin still in place. She slipped her fingers into Bom and moved them through the moisture that gathered there, sliding them deeper and deeper, already searching for Bom's g-spot. Chaerin's grin was feral when Bom moaned loudly, arching her back and riding Chaerin's fingers. Chaerin let the elder do it for a while before she retracted her hand and teasingly licked at the liquid on her fingers, her gaze locked with Bom's the entire time. Bom groaned, the younger woman was always such a tease, every time they were together like this Bom thought she would go crazy. “I said touch me-”
“I'll do more than touch you,” Chaerin cut off, settling herself between Bom's legs and leaning in so close that Bom could feel the younger's breath against her arousal, then she whispered, “don't worry.” With that Chaerin pressed her glossed lips to Bom's pussy, humming before holding the elder's legs apart and quickly swiping her tongue against the other's clit over and over and Bom screwed her eyes shut and grabbed Chaerin's hair, pulling harder than she had meant to but she knew Chaerin wouldn't mind - the younger might actually enjoy this more if Bom did that. After a few minutes her eyes fluttered involuntarily and she tilted her head to the side in an attempt to take more oxygen into her lungs before she looked down at Chaerin eating her out; Bom bit her lip, this would be over soon if things kept up like this - and Chaerin was never one to disappoint.
Then Chaerin suddenly moaned against her, Bom screwed her eyes shut and cried out as a wave of pleasure hit her, unexpectedly and hard, and through her lust hazed mind Bom realized one of Chaerin's hands wasn't holding one of her legs down and she knew the younger must have been fingering herself and if Bom tried hard enough she could imagine the way Chaerin's fingers would be swirling around her swollen clit. Chaerin's finger's dug into Bom's thigh as she moaned again and Bom was going to lose it, her moans becoming choked as Chaerin lightly bit and sucked at her. Then suddenly, Chaerin somehow caught her gaze, wearing a smirk that caused Bom to feel even hotter and asked, her fingers briefly replacing her mouth, “Are you going to come?”
Bom whimpered, nodding wordlessly - desperately - because talking was a skill she had temporarily lost and Chaerin became overwhelmingly confident, proud of the fact she caused Bom to feel like this - to be a stuttering, unsure, moaning mess - yet again. She reattached her mouth to the elder's pulsing clit, drowning herself in Bom's musky honey-sweet taste - which was just like her scent, thick and arousing - and pressed her own fingers up into herself, hitting the right spot in all the right ways. Chaerin licked into Bom and pressed a finger of her free hand into Bom right next to her tongue, poking and sliding and feeling around and she reveled in the way Bom tugged at her hair and cried out as she came, the taste of the elder's fluid filling Chaerin's mouth and sliding down her chin and throat and it was filthy and hot and as good as always.
When Bom finished riding out her orgasm Chaerin moved swiftly to press her face against Bom's and whispered, “Yummy,” before kissing the elder and letting her taste herself on Chaerin's lips and teeth and tongue. And then there was another hand pressing perfect fingers up into Chaerin's clit and she realized Bom had started fingering her too; Bom took control then, working her fingers in and out of Chaerin quickly while nipping and pecking trails up and down along the younger's neck and chest; Bom licked the remains of her come off the younger's chin and slid her tongue into Chaerin's mouth with a smile and swallowed the near scream the younger let out as she came onto both their hands, tensing up and arching against Bom in a way that was so beautiful the elder considered it a sin.
Bom thrust her fingers into Chaerin until the younger slumped against her weakly in her post-orgasmic haze. She slid her fingers out of the feline woman, taking the younger's hand in hers and licking the tangy fluid off their fingers, smiling coyly as Chaerin stared at her with bleary eyes. Bom wrapped her arms around Chaerin as the other draped herself over the elder and made herself comfortable.
“Alright,” Chaerin said after a comfortable silence that may have lasted longer than either of them thought, “I'm releasing you for now.” Bom grinned triumphantly and Chaerin tapped the elder's forehead, “But the next time I catch you, you won't be walking away.”
“I think I would like that a lot more than you would,” Bom replied with a wink and Chaerin just laughed. They stayed like that, talking and bickering as they usually would before they finally bothered with getting dressed and continuing with what they should have been doing before they ran into each other - or rather, before Chaerin found Bom and decided they could have fun.
They were standing outside now, Chaerin leaning against her car, arms crossed over her chest and Bom leaned in to peck her cheek, a show of affection that neither spoke of or questioned because their relationship was different and that was all they would think of it as because, they knew, if they thought of it as any more then things would become far too troublesome. “So, I'll see you around sometime?” Bom asked, feeling like a teenage girl after her first date and she winced on the inside a little .
Chaerin looked at her, looked as though she were considering something for a while, and smiled, “If you're unlucky, then yes.”
“My luck isn't the best,” Bom replied, her own lips curving upwards and Chaerin nodded, giving Bom a partial salute before getting into her car and and starting it up, rolling down the window as soon as she could and leaning out of the window and puckering her lips playfully. Bom giggled like a child and pecked the younger lightly, earning herself a smile and an unspoken promise of meeting up again before the officer drove off.
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A/N: … ;w;
HowcouldIhaveevenattemptedtowritethisohmygoshkillmedoitnowbeforeIchangemymindwhoopstoolateohwellletmecrawlunderarock. I'm trying out... new things.