from your soul to seoul. II
snsd/exo. jessica/kris/suho. nc-17
They're watching him, he knows, he can feel the heat of their gazes on him even if his own eyes are shut tight against the pleasure he's doing to himself.
She’d made him strip, quickly and without flare, and spread himself across their bed; baring his body for them both to drink in. Kris had made to move, to join him, but she'd held him back with a small hand on his bicep and a whispered command that he couldn’t quite hear.
Joonmyeon had been embarrassed at first, naked while the both of them were still fully clothed. He was new to this all and it was the first time Jessica had wanted to see him like this, alone, but he did as she instructed. He'd touched himself in the ways he liked, gentle fingers against his stomach and sides and he'd touched himself until he was hard, thrusting up against his own hand.
“Open yourself up.” She’d commanded and he scrambled to do just that, his own body wanting it just as much.
He reached for the lube, liberally coating his fingers in it before reaching down lower, passed his erection and to his entrance, his legs falling open wider. He shuddered at the first touch; he'd done this before, of course, but his clumsy fingers were a lot different than having Kris’ large hands wrapped around his thighs as he slowly fingered him open.
“Add another.”
Joonmyeon whimpered, but did as he was told, whining low in his throat at the slight burn of the stretch; it was little faster than he was used to, but you couldn’t really deny Jessica anything she wanted.
He continued on like that, stretching himself well and good at her direction, heeding her commands of no touching when his free hand tried to wrap around his erection. Joonmyeon figured Kris was having just as difficult a time at watching if the constant shifting and sighs he heard were any inclination.
He nearly jumped out of his skin when he felt another finger suddenly join his own three. His eyes blinked open to see Jessica leaning over him, a smirk on her face as she continued pushing her own, slimmer fingers inside of him.
He groaned, writhing slightly at the added stretch, but stilled when he felt a larger hand come down on his thigh, squeezing slightly. Kris had moved up behind Jessica, his large stature easily dwarfing her slight frame, but even sandwiched between the two of them, Jessica was still the dominant one.
“Scoot up,” she ordered, her fingers slipping free from his loosened hole as he moved higher up on the bed, so he was leaning against the headboard.
Joonmyeon let out a moan when Jessica planted herself in his lap, feeling her wetness against his cock.
“Gonna fuck you,” she said, a grin on her face. It was all the warning he got before she was reaching between their bodies to grab his dick, positioning him at her opening, before sliding down, her body trembling as she took him in.
It was all Joonmyeon could do not to come; his body was already on fire and is cock being engulfed by the tight, slickness of her body was almost too much too handle.
Jessica leaned down, her had reaching up to grip his jaw, and claimed his mouth in a hot kiss, her tongue sliding along his lips before dipping in to slide against his own.
Too caught up in the feel of her around him and the kiss, Joonmyeon let out a surprised gasp when his legs were pushed further apart and Kris slid into him, cock stretching him more than his own fingers and Jessica's had. His hands scrambled for purchase, finally settling on gripping Jessica around the waist, his hands moving to assist her as she bounced in his lap.
Kris was silent except for a groan every now and then, his forehead pressed against the middle of Jessica's back and Joonmyeon saw one of his large hands slide around their bodies, skimming down Jessica’s stomach, before reaching to press against her clit as she rode him.
They moved together, as one well oiled sex machine and it didn't take long for Joonmyeon to come, the combined sensation of Kris's dick thrusting into him, Jessica's slick heat tight around his cock, and both of their respective moans and gasps sent him over the edge.
Jessica came next, body shuddering above him and her head falling back to rest against Kris’ shoulder as she clenched around his dick. She slumped against his chest, face buried in his neck, both of their bodies rocking at the force of Kris’ thrusts.
His fingers were pressed deep on Joonmyeon’s thighs, spreading him open as his thrusts got more erratic. Jessica pressed little open mouthed kisses along his neck until Kris gave one last thrust, coming hot and deep inside of him.
Jessica gave a slight huff as Kris' body sank down on top of hers; Joonmyeon echoed her as the force of both of their bodies pressed him into the mattress.
“Heavy,” he muttered against her neck, hearing her laugh.
Kris pulled away, cock slipping wetly from inside him and Jessica pulled herself up, rolling onto his other side.
“So good,” she muttered into his shoulder, running her hand along his chest, lightly pinching a nipple. Kris tossed a long arm across their bodies, fingers curled around Jessica’s hip, and they laid there, cuddled together even though they all were covered in rapidly cooling sweat and other bodily fluids.
“I need a shower.” Joonmyeon ruined the post coital atmosphere and Jessica laughed, sitting up.
“Well, I could go for shower sex. Kris?”
Joonmyeon just let out a tired groan as the two shared a kiss above his head.
after school/infinite. dongwoo/nana. nc-17
Nana snags the edge of his hoodie just as he’s leaving the stage, tugging him back towards the wings and out of sight of their members. Her heart is thudding hard in her chest and she’s still out of breath from the dance performance, but her adrenaline is through the roof and there’s only one thing that can bring her back.
She presses him against the wall, hands sliding under his hoodie to his heated skin. Dongwoo shivers under her touch and she smirks, wide and satisfied.
“We don’t have a lot of time, oppa.” She leans down to whisper in his ear, nipping at the lobe with her teeth.
It spurs the other idol on and Nana finds their positions switched; Dongwoo’s body pressed flush with hers, his hands hot against her waist. His fingers slide lower, edging underneath the band of her leather pants, but they don’t get very far.
She feels rather than hears him let out an annoyed huff against her neck as he works on getting them down over her hips. Generally she likes his enthusiastic fumbling, but they don’t have enough time for it. So, she knocks his scrambling fingers away and undoes the button herself, pushing them lower over her hips.
“Damn.”
She grins and raises a hand to his jaw, lowering her head for a kiss, which he eagerly takes part in, tongue hot and slick against her own.
Her free hand pulls at the button on his jeans, undoing them with ease, and she slides her had down the front of his pants, rubbing his erection through the thin material of his underwear.
Nana pulls away from the kiss first, sucking her bottom lip between her teeth. “Oppa, come on,” she urges, pressing their hips together. Dongwoo nods and they both work at getting their pants low enough for this to work.
It’s a little awkward, but either of them really care that they’ve got their pats shoved past their thighs, just the feeling of ski against skin as Dongwoo sinks into her, hands o her ass to keep her steady.
Nana lets her head fall back against the wall, a shuddery moan escaping her lips as the older idol thrusts into her; shallow and erratic. One hand threads itself through his hair, tugging harshly at the short strands, the other clenching against his shoulder.
They can’t hear much over their ragged breathing, but the deep, throbbing bass coming from the speaker system reverberates though their bodies; giving everything a greater sense of urgency.
“Fuck, oppa~” She comes first, quick and hard, and Nana belatedly presses the bottom of her palm against her mouth to stifle her moans, just in case. Dongwoo just speeds up, thrusting hard against her as her walls clench tighter around him.
She feels him bite down on the exposed skin of her neck as he comes, hips stuttering to a halt and fingers clenching almost painfully against her skin. Dongwoo slumps against her when he finishes, breathing heavily against her neck.
All she wants now is to take a hot shower and sleep, but they’ve still got the closing show to do so she impatiently pushes at Dongwoo’s shoulders to get him up.
He pulls away from her and they both wince at the sudden gust of cold air against their sweaty skin, Nana make even more so. She makes a face and looks for something to clean herself up with. Dongwoo notices and grins before unzipping his hoodie. He’s got a tank top underneath, which he pulls off and uses to wipe the mess between her legs, chuckling when she gives a little shiver as the rough material presses on her sensitive skin.
They straighten their clothes as much as possible, trying not to look like they had a quickie during a live show. Nana pushes herself away from the wall, running a hand through her hair and grins down at Dongwoo. She snags him by the belt loop ad pulls him in for another, softer kiss.
“Until next time, oppa~”
shinee. onew/minho. nc-17.
Minjung shuffles through the door of her shared apartment after a long and difficult double practice. Their coach had started scheduling longer practices as they got closer to the soccer finals. All the girls on the team were run ragged, Minjung as team captain, even more so.
So when she finally did make it home, fortunately a little earlier than usual, she wanted nothing more than to just slide into bed next to her girlfriend and relax. What she wasn't expecting when she walked through the door of the bedroom was to see Eunsook standing in front of their mirror in what had to be the skimpiest night clothes she'd ever seen.
"Unnie?"
The older girl turned at the sound of her voice and Minjung nearly swallows her tongue at the motion it causes.
Eunsook is looking back at her with the biggest eyes she’s capable of making and belatedly tries to tug at the hem of the pink, ruffled top she’s wearing. It’s mostly ineffectual since the entire thing barely reaches over the tops of her thighs, but Minjung gives her an ‘A’ for effort anyway.
"Minjung-ah, you're back from practice already?" She asks, her fingers still tugging at the top, but Minjung can barely hear her over the sound of her blood rushing through her ears.
This was Eunsook, her Eunsook, who still got bashful when Minjung put her arm around her in public. Her Eunsook who turned pink at some of the things their friends wore when they went clubbing; who still wore matching cotton panty and bra sets. Now, she was wearing a pale pink… thing with bows and lace and…
"Unnie... what are you wearing? I mean …wow..." She drops her bag onto the floor, the thud of her cleats making Eunsook jump.
“I was just reading some things that were interesting and informative and… Does it look bad?” Eunsook looked at her through her bags, fidgeting on her feet slightly.
Minjung didn’t even hesitate as she strode across the small amount space between them. Eunsook made a surprised little noise as Minjung’s arms snaked around her waist, pulling their bodies flush together. She could feel the older girls hands come up to bunch around the material of her shirt as Minjung pressed their lips together.
Her hands slid under the silky material of Eunsook’s top, feeling the equally smooth and warm skin of her waist. Minjung ran her tongue along the older girls lip, making a pleased noise when she parted them, the kiss deepening.
Eunsook’s hands squeezed against her shirt before moving up higher, clutching at her shoulders as she stretched up on her toes. Minjung grinned into the kiss before urging her backwards, gripping her hips to guide her to their bed.
Eunsook let out a huff as she bounced on the mattress, hurriedly moving her hands to her thighs to cover them. Minjung just shook her head, reaching out to place a hand on both of her knees, spreading them a part.
“Minjung-ah…” she gasped out, trying in vain to press them back together. Minjung just let her hands travel higher, lightly squeezing her girlfriend’s thighs before she leant down to nip at the sensitive skin.
“Oh!”
She could feel the older girl quivering underneath her and looked up, their eyes meeting briefly before Eunsook dropped her gaze to the bedspread, her legs falling more open. Minjung tried to keep the self satisfied smirk from her lips as she urged the older girl up higher on the bed and crawled in the space made available.
She kissed her way up Eunsook’s thighs, lingering in the softness of her honey skin. She could hear the older girl’s sharp intake of breath as her lips brushed over the sensitive skin of her inner thigh, anticipating what came next.
Minjung just moved higher, using her hands to push up the flimsy material of Eunsook’s nightie, exposing her soft stomach to the air. She let her tongue flick against the older girls belly button, laughing against her skin when she squirmed.
Minjung let out a breath as she came parallel with the other girl, pushing the nightie up higher until her breasts were exposed. By the darkening flush to her cheeks, she knew Eunsook was embarrassed at being exposed like this, but didn’t stop Minjung from continuing.
She gently cupped her breast, letting her thumbs roll over Eunsook’s nipples, watching as they stiffened under her ministrations. Minjung leant down, letting her tongue follow the same path her thumb had, enjoying the shiver that raced through Eunsook’s body as she repeated it on the other side.
The older girls hands finally released the death grip they had on the bedspread, sliding up Minjung’s calves before they crept under the edge of her t-shirt, running across her stomach before settling on her sides, nails just pinching into the skin.
“Minjung-ah, please.” She arched against the younger girl, tilting her head up slightly. Minjung sat up, training her eyes on Eunsook’s face before glancing lower. Her bottom lip was reddened, probably from biting down on it, and so inviting that she leant down for another, deeper kiss.
Eunsook pulled away first, taking in deep, shuddery breaths as Minjung turned her attention to her neck, pressing light kisses all along the soft skin. Her hand came up, threading through Eunsook’s thick, dark locks, pushing the curtain of hair to the side to suck bruises deep into her skin.
“What do you want from me, unnie?” she asked, breath tickling the shell of the older girls ear before she bit at it gently, enjoying the breathy gasps Eunsook let out.
She didn’t answer, just pushed her hips slightly off the bed, trying to pull Minjung closer against her. Minjung stayed put, easily keeping herself raised off from the bed.
“Uh uh, tell me. What do you want?” She asked firmly, punctuating the question with kisses along Eunsook’s exposed collarbone.
Eunsook made a strangled noise, but her need for Minjung outweighed her embarrassment in vocalizing it.
“Touch me. Please, Minjung-ah.”
That was all the younger girl needed before her hands were at the lacy black edge of Eunsook’s panties, tugging at them with vigor, Eunsook raising her hips up to help Minjung pull them off.
She got them down over her legs and held them up, ignoring Eunsook’s exclamation of her name, to admire them. Minjung couldn’t admire for long as Eunsook curled her legs around her waist, suddenly pulling their bodies flush. Minjung let out a small grunt in surprise, but slid a hand between their bodies until her fingers found what they were looking for.
“Ah! Ohh…” Eunsook moaned as Minjung pressed her fingers against her; her index pressing against the sensitive nub while her middle finger pressed in deeper, causing the older girl to shudder.
“Is this what you meant?” she asked, her voice low and husky in Eunsook’s ear. The older girl nodded shakily, thrusting her hips up against Minjung’s prying fingers.
She let another finger joined her middle, pushing them in and out of the slick heat between Eunsook’s thighs, her other hand rubbing soothingly against her hip. She heard rather than saw the older girls head thud against the headboard, but she took full advantage of it anyway.
One of the thin straps that held her top up had slid down over her shoulder, bearing a delicious expanse of skin for Minjung to gaze at. She let her free had tug at the top, pulling it down lower until her breast was exposed. Minjung let her tongue slide against the exposed nipple, her teeth following after to carefully bite down, Eunsook making a high, whimpering noise at the slight twinge of pain mixed in with the pleasure from her fingers.
Minjung pulled back, taking in the sight of Eunsook’s flushed, sweaty skin; her hair a wild, ruffled mess atop her head; her hips pressing up against Minjung’s thrusting fingers; the way her hands clenched around the bed sheets to keep from dragging Minjung down on top of her.
“Does it feel good, unnie?” she asked as she leant down to kiss along her jaw. Eunsook just let out another stuttering moan. Minjung grinned against her skin and let her fingers press in deeper, her thumb now moving against her clit roughly.
Eunsook was close, she could tell. She could tell by the way her thighs quivered, by the way she turned and pressed her face against the pillows, biting down hard on her already red bottom lip to keep the noises she was making from reaching Minjung’s ears.
“Come on unnie. You’re good, aren’t you?” Minjung leant down close to her ear, biting at the lobe.
That was all it took before Eunsook was shuddering underneath her, a high moan escaping her mouth and her hands tightening in the bedsheets.
Minjung eased her through her orgasm, a satisfied grin on her face as she gently eased her fingers from Eunsook. She rested back on her knees, taking in the blessed out expression on the older girls face. She leaned down once more to kiss her gently, brushing their lips softly against each other.
“Good?” she muttered and Eunsook nodded, a sweet smile o her face as she looked up at the younger girl.
Minjung sat up, wiping her fingers against the bedspread before lying down next to Eunsook. The older girl curled into her, log hair tickling Minjung’s skin.
Eunsook blearily looked up at her as her hand roamed around o the bed blindly. “What are you doing?” she asked tiredly, completely spent.
Minjung just grinned and raised what she was looking at, taking immense pleasure in Eunsook’s embarrassed flush. The younger girl once again had her lacy panties held up and was admiring them like her very own trophy.
“You look good in lace, unnie. I might have to take these with me to the finals if it means I get lucky.”
Eunsook let out a shriek and rolled on top of her, trying to take back her underwear, Minjung easily fending her off.
“Come on! This just means you should wear them more often~!”
They're watching him, he knows, he can feel the heat of their gazes on him even if his own eyes are shut tight against the pleasure he's doing to himself.
She’d made him strip, quickly and without flare, and spread himself across their bed; baring his body for them both to drink in. Kris had made to move, to join him, but she'd held him back with a small hand on his bicep and a whispered command that he couldn’t quite hear.
Joonmyeon had been embarrassed at first, naked while the both of them were still fully clothed. He was new to this all and it was the first time Jessica had wanted to see him like this, alone, but he did as she instructed. He'd touched himself in the ways he liked, gentle fingers against his stomach and sides and he'd touched himself until he was hard, thrusting up against his own hand.
“Open yourself up.” She’d commanded and he scrambled to do just that, his own body wanting it just as much.
He reached for the lube, liberally coating his fingers in it before reaching down lower, passed his erection and to his entrance, his legs falling open wider. He shuddered at the first touch; he'd done this before, of course, but his clumsy fingers were a lot different than having Kris’ large hands wrapped around his thighs as he slowly fingered him open.
“Add another.”
Joonmyeon whimpered, but did as he was told, whining low in his throat at the slight burn of the stretch; it was little faster than he was used to, but you couldn’t really deny Jessica anything she wanted.
He continued on like that, stretching himself well and good at her direction, heeding her commands of no touching when his free hand tried to wrap around his erection. Joonmyeon figured Kris was having just as difficult a time at watching if the constant shifting and sighs he heard were any inclination.
He nearly jumped out of his skin when he felt another finger suddenly join his own three. His eyes blinked open to see Jessica leaning over him, a smirk on her face as she continued pushing her own, slimmer fingers inside of him.
He groaned, writhing slightly at the added stretch, but stilled when he felt a larger hand come down on his thigh, squeezing slightly. Kris had moved up behind Jessica, his large stature easily dwarfing her slight frame, but even sandwiched between the two of them, Jessica was still the dominant one.
“Scoot up,” she ordered, her fingers slipping free from his loosened hole as he moved higher up on the bed, so he was leaning against the headboard.
Joonmyeon let out a moan when Jessica planted herself in his lap, feeling her wetness against his cock.
“Gonna fuck you,” she said, a grin on her face. It was all the warning he got before she was reaching between their bodies to grab his dick, positioning him at her opening, before sliding down, her body trembling as she took him in.
It was all Joonmyeon could do not to come; his body was already on fire and is cock being engulfed by the tight, slickness of her body was almost too much too handle.
Jessica leaned down, her had reaching up to grip his jaw, and claimed his mouth in a hot kiss, her tongue sliding along his lips before dipping in to slide against his own.
Too caught up in the feel of her around him and the kiss, Joonmyeon let out a surprised gasp when his legs were pushed further apart and Kris slid into him, cock stretching him more than his own fingers and Jessica's had. His hands scrambled for purchase, finally settling on gripping Jessica around the waist, his hands moving to assist her as she bounced in his lap.
Kris was silent except for a groan every now and then, his forehead pressed against the middle of Jessica's back and Joonmyeon saw one of his large hands slide around their bodies, skimming down Jessica’s stomach, before reaching to press against her clit as she rode him.
They moved together, as one well oiled sex machine and it didn't take long for Joonmyeon to come, the combined sensation of Kris's dick thrusting into him, Jessica's slick heat tight around his cock, and both of their respective moans and gasps sent him over the edge.
Jessica came next, body shuddering above him and her head falling back to rest against Kris’ shoulder as she clenched around his dick. She slumped against his chest, face buried in his neck, both of their bodies rocking at the force of Kris’ thrusts.
His fingers were pressed deep on Joonmyeon’s thighs, spreading him open as his thrusts got more erratic. Jessica pressed little open mouthed kisses along his neck until Kris gave one last thrust, coming hot and deep inside of him.
Jessica gave a slight huff as Kris' body sank down on top of hers; Joonmyeon echoed her as the force of both of their bodies pressed him into the mattress.
“Heavy,” he muttered against her neck, hearing her laugh.
Kris pulled away, cock slipping wetly from inside him and Jessica pulled herself up, rolling onto his other side.
“So good,” she muttered into his shoulder, running her hand along his chest, lightly pinching a nipple. Kris tossed a long arm across their bodies, fingers curled around Jessica’s hip, and they laid there, cuddled together even though they all were covered in rapidly cooling sweat and other bodily fluids.
“I need a shower.” Joonmyeon ruined the post coital atmosphere and Jessica laughed, sitting up.
“Well, I could go for shower sex. Kris?”
Joonmyeon just let out a tired groan as the two shared a kiss above his head.
after school/infinite. dongwoo/nana. nc-17
Nana snags the edge of his hoodie just as he’s leaving the stage, tugging him back towards the wings and out of sight of their members. Her heart is thudding hard in her chest and she’s still out of breath from the dance performance, but her adrenaline is through the roof and there’s only one thing that can bring her back.
She presses him against the wall, hands sliding under his hoodie to his heated skin. Dongwoo shivers under her touch and she smirks, wide and satisfied.
“We don’t have a lot of time, oppa.” She leans down to whisper in his ear, nipping at the lobe with her teeth.
It spurs the other idol on and Nana finds their positions switched; Dongwoo’s body pressed flush with hers, his hands hot against her waist. His fingers slide lower, edging underneath the band of her leather pants, but they don’t get very far.
She feels rather than hears him let out an annoyed huff against her neck as he works on getting them down over her hips. Generally she likes his enthusiastic fumbling, but they don’t have enough time for it. So, she knocks his scrambling fingers away and undoes the button herself, pushing them lower over her hips.
“Damn.”
She grins and raises a hand to his jaw, lowering her head for a kiss, which he eagerly takes part in, tongue hot and slick against her own.
Her free hand pulls at the button on his jeans, undoing them with ease, and she slides her had down the front of his pants, rubbing his erection through the thin material of his underwear.
Nana pulls away from the kiss first, sucking her bottom lip between her teeth. “Oppa, come on,” she urges, pressing their hips together. Dongwoo nods and they both work at getting their pants low enough for this to work.
It’s a little awkward, but either of them really care that they’ve got their pats shoved past their thighs, just the feeling of ski against skin as Dongwoo sinks into her, hands o her ass to keep her steady.
Nana lets her head fall back against the wall, a shuddery moan escaping her lips as the older idol thrusts into her; shallow and erratic. One hand threads itself through his hair, tugging harshly at the short strands, the other clenching against his shoulder.
They can’t hear much over their ragged breathing, but the deep, throbbing bass coming from the speaker system reverberates though their bodies; giving everything a greater sense of urgency.
“Fuck, oppa~” She comes first, quick and hard, and Nana belatedly presses the bottom of her palm against her mouth to stifle her moans, just in case. Dongwoo just speeds up, thrusting hard against her as her walls clench tighter around him.
She feels him bite down on the exposed skin of her neck as he comes, hips stuttering to a halt and fingers clenching almost painfully against her skin. Dongwoo slumps against her when he finishes, breathing heavily against her neck.
All she wants now is to take a hot shower and sleep, but they’ve still got the closing show to do so she impatiently pushes at Dongwoo’s shoulders to get him up.
He pulls away from her and they both wince at the sudden gust of cold air against their sweaty skin, Nana make even more so. She makes a face and looks for something to clean herself up with. Dongwoo notices and grins before unzipping his hoodie. He’s got a tank top underneath, which he pulls off and uses to wipe the mess between her legs, chuckling when she gives a little shiver as the rough material presses on her sensitive skin.
They straighten their clothes as much as possible, trying not to look like they had a quickie during a live show. Nana pushes herself away from the wall, running a hand through her hair and grins down at Dongwoo. She snags him by the belt loop ad pulls him in for another, softer kiss.
“Until next time, oppa~”
shinee. onew/minho. nc-17.
Minjung shuffles through the door of her shared apartment after a long and difficult double practice. Their coach had started scheduling longer practices as they got closer to the soccer finals. All the girls on the team were run ragged, Minjung as team captain, even more so.
So when she finally did make it home, fortunately a little earlier than usual, she wanted nothing more than to just slide into bed next to her girlfriend and relax. What she wasn't expecting when she walked through the door of the bedroom was to see Eunsook standing in front of their mirror in what had to be the skimpiest night clothes she'd ever seen.
"Unnie?"
The older girl turned at the sound of her voice and Minjung nearly swallows her tongue at the motion it causes.
Eunsook is looking back at her with the biggest eyes she’s capable of making and belatedly tries to tug at the hem of the pink, ruffled top she’s wearing. It’s mostly ineffectual since the entire thing barely reaches over the tops of her thighs, but Minjung gives her an ‘A’ for effort anyway.
"Minjung-ah, you're back from practice already?" She asks, her fingers still tugging at the top, but Minjung can barely hear her over the sound of her blood rushing through her ears.
This was Eunsook, her Eunsook, who still got bashful when Minjung put her arm around her in public. Her Eunsook who turned pink at some of the things their friends wore when they went clubbing; who still wore matching cotton panty and bra sets. Now, she was wearing a pale pink… thing with bows and lace and…
"Unnie... what are you wearing? I mean …wow..." She drops her bag onto the floor, the thud of her cleats making Eunsook jump.
“I was just reading some things that were interesting and informative and… Does it look bad?” Eunsook looked at her through her bags, fidgeting on her feet slightly.
Minjung didn’t even hesitate as she strode across the small amount space between them. Eunsook made a surprised little noise as Minjung’s arms snaked around her waist, pulling their bodies flush together. She could feel the older girls hands come up to bunch around the material of her shirt as Minjung pressed their lips together.
Her hands slid under the silky material of Eunsook’s top, feeling the equally smooth and warm skin of her waist. Minjung ran her tongue along the older girls lip, making a pleased noise when she parted them, the kiss deepening.
Eunsook’s hands squeezed against her shirt before moving up higher, clutching at her shoulders as she stretched up on her toes. Minjung grinned into the kiss before urging her backwards, gripping her hips to guide her to their bed.
Eunsook let out a huff as she bounced on the mattress, hurriedly moving her hands to her thighs to cover them. Minjung just shook her head, reaching out to place a hand on both of her knees, spreading them a part.
“Minjung-ah…” she gasped out, trying in vain to press them back together. Minjung just let her hands travel higher, lightly squeezing her girlfriend’s thighs before she leant down to nip at the sensitive skin.
“Oh!”
She could feel the older girl quivering underneath her and looked up, their eyes meeting briefly before Eunsook dropped her gaze to the bedspread, her legs falling more open. Minjung tried to keep the self satisfied smirk from her lips as she urged the older girl up higher on the bed and crawled in the space made available.
She kissed her way up Eunsook’s thighs, lingering in the softness of her honey skin. She could hear the older girl’s sharp intake of breath as her lips brushed over the sensitive skin of her inner thigh, anticipating what came next.
Minjung just moved higher, using her hands to push up the flimsy material of Eunsook’s nightie, exposing her soft stomach to the air. She let her tongue flick against the older girls belly button, laughing against her skin when she squirmed.
Minjung let out a breath as she came parallel with the other girl, pushing the nightie up higher until her breasts were exposed. By the darkening flush to her cheeks, she knew Eunsook was embarrassed at being exposed like this, but didn’t stop Minjung from continuing.
She gently cupped her breast, letting her thumbs roll over Eunsook’s nipples, watching as they stiffened under her ministrations. Minjung leant down, letting her tongue follow the same path her thumb had, enjoying the shiver that raced through Eunsook’s body as she repeated it on the other side.
The older girls hands finally released the death grip they had on the bedspread, sliding up Minjung’s calves before they crept under the edge of her t-shirt, running across her stomach before settling on her sides, nails just pinching into the skin.
“Minjung-ah, please.” She arched against the younger girl, tilting her head up slightly. Minjung sat up, training her eyes on Eunsook’s face before glancing lower. Her bottom lip was reddened, probably from biting down on it, and so inviting that she leant down for another, deeper kiss.
Eunsook pulled away first, taking in deep, shuddery breaths as Minjung turned her attention to her neck, pressing light kisses all along the soft skin. Her hand came up, threading through Eunsook’s thick, dark locks, pushing the curtain of hair to the side to suck bruises deep into her skin.
“What do you want from me, unnie?” she asked, breath tickling the shell of the older girls ear before she bit at it gently, enjoying the breathy gasps Eunsook let out.
She didn’t answer, just pushed her hips slightly off the bed, trying to pull Minjung closer against her. Minjung stayed put, easily keeping herself raised off from the bed.
“Uh uh, tell me. What do you want?” She asked firmly, punctuating the question with kisses along Eunsook’s exposed collarbone.
Eunsook made a strangled noise, but her need for Minjung outweighed her embarrassment in vocalizing it.
“Touch me. Please, Minjung-ah.”
That was all the younger girl needed before her hands were at the lacy black edge of Eunsook’s panties, tugging at them with vigor, Eunsook raising her hips up to help Minjung pull them off.
She got them down over her legs and held them up, ignoring Eunsook’s exclamation of her name, to admire them. Minjung couldn’t admire for long as Eunsook curled her legs around her waist, suddenly pulling their bodies flush. Minjung let out a small grunt in surprise, but slid a hand between their bodies until her fingers found what they were looking for.
“Ah! Ohh…” Eunsook moaned as Minjung pressed her fingers against her; her index pressing against the sensitive nub while her middle finger pressed in deeper, causing the older girl to shudder.
“Is this what you meant?” she asked, her voice low and husky in Eunsook’s ear. The older girl nodded shakily, thrusting her hips up against Minjung’s prying fingers.
She let another finger joined her middle, pushing them in and out of the slick heat between Eunsook’s thighs, her other hand rubbing soothingly against her hip. She heard rather than saw the older girls head thud against the headboard, but she took full advantage of it anyway.
One of the thin straps that held her top up had slid down over her shoulder, bearing a delicious expanse of skin for Minjung to gaze at. She let her free had tug at the top, pulling it down lower until her breast was exposed. Minjung let her tongue slide against the exposed nipple, her teeth following after to carefully bite down, Eunsook making a high, whimpering noise at the slight twinge of pain mixed in with the pleasure from her fingers.
Minjung pulled back, taking in the sight of Eunsook’s flushed, sweaty skin; her hair a wild, ruffled mess atop her head; her hips pressing up against Minjung’s thrusting fingers; the way her hands clenched around the bed sheets to keep from dragging Minjung down on top of her.
“Does it feel good, unnie?” she asked as she leant down to kiss along her jaw. Eunsook just let out another stuttering moan. Minjung grinned against her skin and let her fingers press in deeper, her thumb now moving against her clit roughly.
Eunsook was close, she could tell. She could tell by the way her thighs quivered, by the way she turned and pressed her face against the pillows, biting down hard on her already red bottom lip to keep the noises she was making from reaching Minjung’s ears.
“Come on unnie. You’re good, aren’t you?” Minjung leant down close to her ear, biting at the lobe.
That was all it took before Eunsook was shuddering underneath her, a high moan escaping her mouth and her hands tightening in the bedsheets.
Minjung eased her through her orgasm, a satisfied grin on her face as she gently eased her fingers from Eunsook. She rested back on her knees, taking in the blessed out expression on the older girls face. She leaned down once more to kiss her gently, brushing their lips softly against each other.
“Good?” she muttered and Eunsook nodded, a sweet smile o her face as she looked up at the younger girl.
Minjung sat up, wiping her fingers against the bedspread before lying down next to Eunsook. The older girl curled into her, log hair tickling Minjung’s skin.
Eunsook blearily looked up at her as her hand roamed around o the bed blindly. “What are you doing?” she asked tiredly, completely spent.
Minjung just grinned and raised what she was looking at, taking immense pleasure in Eunsook’s embarrassed flush. The younger girl once again had her lacy panties held up and was admiring them like her very own trophy.
“You look good in lace, unnie. I might have to take these with me to the finals if it means I get lucky.”
Eunsook let out a shriek and rolled on top of her, trying to take back her underwear, Minjung easily fending her off.
“Come on! This just means you should wear them more often~!”