#097; you're no angel either
Title: you're no angel either
Artists: SNSD, f(x)
Pairings: Jessica/Krystal
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 1.146
Warnings: Incest.
Prompt: #097 - Jessica and Krystal are the closest of sisters. Really, really close.
Notes: to whoever posted this prompt, thank you for giving me an excuse to write jungcest. hopefully, you'll enjoy reading this ! also, thank you to c, my beta, i love you man
soojung thinks the greatest of ideas are born in the shower.
she tips her head in contact with the water, rinsing off the shampoo from her hair. truly in belief of the plan she had just constructed, soojung feels pride bubbling in her chest. she switches off the water, steam rolling off the tiles. true to her concern, she can hear jessica on the phone. she’s been doing that a lot lately, talking to people on her phone. confirming their 8am photo shoot tomorrow, planning the release of her own brand, speaking in english then in korean, then back again. even the densest of souls can tell she’s stressed.
and that’s where soojung’s little idea comes into play. she’s to offer a suitable distraction, and really, what’s a better, more effective, distraction than herself.
perhaps, pride did more than just bubble in her chest.
a nip of cold, concentrated air greets her as she pads into the bedroom. with jessica’s back turned to her-she hears the tail-end of her phone call, merely polite niceties before hanging up-soojung makes her way to her sister. bare feet dragging silently on the carpeted floor. she stops by the foot of the bed, waiting.
the best she could expect was a reaction from jessica. but this, soojung thinks, is much, much better.
jessica swallows around the heaviness in her throat. when she had felt soojung approaching, she had turned around, poised for a question-now dead at the back of her tongue. she’s stunned to silence, completely immobilized. her eyes, though, she happens to have control over. she follows a bead make its way from soojung’s left clavicle down to her navel and disappears into the tiny hairs between her legs. soojung is the one standing in front of her, entirely naked, having just stepped out of the shower judging by her state of wet and the damp carpeting around her feet, but it’s jessica who feels a little helpless.
“soojung-” jessica manages, and soojung hushes her. catching her lips in a kiss chaste and hard, but lingering, then breaks away to lay down a line of kisses along jessica’s jaw.
words seem to have ran off on her. jessica is unable to latch on to any train of thought other than soojungsoojungsoojung. though, her body, aching to be touched, appears to takes matters in its own hands because jessica hears herself saying, “please.”
soojung has her hands on jessica’s shoulders, pressing her down onto the mattress. jessica is quick to obey, and climbs backwards into the bed. soojung clambers up into her lap, pushing jessica onto her back. jessica puts her hands around soojung’s hips to hold her in place, running her thumb around the sharp curve of the bone. soojung tilts her head, brushing first their noses together, and then their lips. jessica lets her lips part, soojung surging into her then. kissing her with such abandon, jessica is left dizzy and light-headed under the onslaught. soojung kisses down jessica’s neck, fingers slipping jessica’s buttons free and licking at the exposed skin. soojung grinds down against jessica’s thigh, groaning softly, almost losing herself. the friction of her jeans rough against her. it was all soojung could do to keep herself from rutting against it. soojung decides the best course of action would be to remove the invasive garment.
she nudges jessica’s legs to either side of her body so she was knelt between them, thumbing open the button of jessica’s pants. a sudden laugh diverts soojung’s attention from the task. jessica motions to her with a lazy hand. “you’re dripping.”
“all the more reason to get you out of these clothes, then.” soojung replies, earning another laugh from her sister.
soojung slips her hands underthe waistband of jessica’s pants and palms her ass. she slips in further, thumbs hooking over the waistband to drag it down. she takes them off completely and throws them over the side of the bed. jessica’s shirt is unbuttoned but not removed. soojung slides it off jessica’s shoulders and throws it as well. next, she unhooks jessica’s bra and adds it to the pile on the floor. soojung can’t help but give attention to jessica’s pert nipples, soojung’s mouth already on it, sucking lightly. soojung does all this in a very deliberately slow fashion and she can hear the warning in jessica’s tone even as she gasps, “soojung.”
soojung’s fingers are tracing patterns on the fabric between jessica’s legs. the touch is feather light, teasing. soojung leans forward, pressing their foreheads together. “patience.” she says.
jessica responds by arching against her hand. “soojung,” jessica says again, this time in a desperate whine.
soojung pulls off her panties and moves a finger inside jessica, pressing the tip against her inner walls. soojung adds another finger and jessica clenches around her, so tight and hot. soojung begins to move, falling into an easy, steady rhythm.
“faster,” jessica groans and soojung does as she’s told.
the movement now erratic, a quick push and pull. jessica throws her head back and soojung licks her way up her throat. she feels jessica’s nails dig into her arm and soojung works her through her orgasm, kissing the moan off jessica’s lips.
just as soojung pulls out her fingers and crashes beside her on the bed, jessica is already slipping into the spaces between her knees. “you don’t have to.” she hears soojung protest even as her legs fall open a bit wider to accommodate jessica.
jessica kisses the inside of her thigh. “but i want to,” comes the soft reply and soojung nods her assent.
jessica has her hands on soojung’s hips to keep her from rocking up against her face. which is decidedly a sound idea once jessica presses her mouth into the join of hip and thigh and sucks a proprietary mark onto soojung’s inner thigh, and soojung’s immediate reaction is to buck. soojung makes a low, broken sound and jessica makes it her mission to drag it of soojung again and again and again.
jessica licks into the wet, melting heat of her and only when soojung lets out that delicious, little sound again that jessica starts doing it in earnest. the fingers in jessica’s hair tighten immediately. through her lashes, jessica chances a look at her sister and the sight renders her breathless. soojung’s cheeks are flush and her lips so indecently swollen. beautiful.
jessica doesn’t realize she’s said it out loud. not until the fingers curling in her hair are bordering on painful and that soojung is coming, thighs quivering.
jessica shifts off to her side of the bed and pulls the duvet up over their bodies. she kisses soojung’s cheek, soft and gentle, and threads fingers through her hair. soojung’s eyes slip shut and soon her breathing evens, secure in the cocoon of her sister’s arms. jessica follows right after.
Artists: SNSD, f(x)
Pairings: Jessica/Krystal
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 1.146
Warnings: Incest.
Prompt: #097 - Jessica and Krystal are the closest of sisters. Really, really close.
Notes: to whoever posted this prompt, thank you for giving me an excuse to write jungcest. hopefully, you'll enjoy reading this ! also, thank you to c, my beta, i love you man
soojung thinks the greatest of ideas are born in the shower.
she tips her head in contact with the water, rinsing off the shampoo from her hair. truly in belief of the plan she had just constructed, soojung feels pride bubbling in her chest. she switches off the water, steam rolling off the tiles. true to her concern, she can hear jessica on the phone. she’s been doing that a lot lately, talking to people on her phone. confirming their 8am photo shoot tomorrow, planning the release of her own brand, speaking in english then in korean, then back again. even the densest of souls can tell she’s stressed.
and that’s where soojung’s little idea comes into play. she’s to offer a suitable distraction, and really, what’s a better, more effective, distraction than herself.
perhaps, pride did more than just bubble in her chest.
a nip of cold, concentrated air greets her as she pads into the bedroom. with jessica’s back turned to her-she hears the tail-end of her phone call, merely polite niceties before hanging up-soojung makes her way to her sister. bare feet dragging silently on the carpeted floor. she stops by the foot of the bed, waiting.
the best she could expect was a reaction from jessica. but this, soojung thinks, is much, much better.
jessica swallows around the heaviness in her throat. when she had felt soojung approaching, she had turned around, poised for a question-now dead at the back of her tongue. she’s stunned to silence, completely immobilized. her eyes, though, she happens to have control over. she follows a bead make its way from soojung’s left clavicle down to her navel and disappears into the tiny hairs between her legs. soojung is the one standing in front of her, entirely naked, having just stepped out of the shower judging by her state of wet and the damp carpeting around her feet, but it’s jessica who feels a little helpless.
“soojung-” jessica manages, and soojung hushes her. catching her lips in a kiss chaste and hard, but lingering, then breaks away to lay down a line of kisses along jessica’s jaw.
words seem to have ran off on her. jessica is unable to latch on to any train of thought other than soojungsoojungsoojung. though, her body, aching to be touched, appears to takes matters in its own hands because jessica hears herself saying, “please.”
soojung has her hands on jessica’s shoulders, pressing her down onto the mattress. jessica is quick to obey, and climbs backwards into the bed. soojung clambers up into her lap, pushing jessica onto her back. jessica puts her hands around soojung’s hips to hold her in place, running her thumb around the sharp curve of the bone. soojung tilts her head, brushing first their noses together, and then their lips. jessica lets her lips part, soojung surging into her then. kissing her with such abandon, jessica is left dizzy and light-headed under the onslaught. soojung kisses down jessica’s neck, fingers slipping jessica’s buttons free and licking at the exposed skin. soojung grinds down against jessica’s thigh, groaning softly, almost losing herself. the friction of her jeans rough against her. it was all soojung could do to keep herself from rutting against it. soojung decides the best course of action would be to remove the invasive garment.
she nudges jessica’s legs to either side of her body so she was knelt between them, thumbing open the button of jessica’s pants. a sudden laugh diverts soojung’s attention from the task. jessica motions to her with a lazy hand. “you’re dripping.”
“all the more reason to get you out of these clothes, then.” soojung replies, earning another laugh from her sister.
soojung slips her hands underthe waistband of jessica’s pants and palms her ass. she slips in further, thumbs hooking over the waistband to drag it down. she takes them off completely and throws them over the side of the bed. jessica’s shirt is unbuttoned but not removed. soojung slides it off jessica’s shoulders and throws it as well. next, she unhooks jessica’s bra and adds it to the pile on the floor. soojung can’t help but give attention to jessica’s pert nipples, soojung’s mouth already on it, sucking lightly. soojung does all this in a very deliberately slow fashion and she can hear the warning in jessica’s tone even as she gasps, “soojung.”
soojung’s fingers are tracing patterns on the fabric between jessica’s legs. the touch is feather light, teasing. soojung leans forward, pressing their foreheads together. “patience.” she says.
jessica responds by arching against her hand. “soojung,” jessica says again, this time in a desperate whine.
soojung pulls off her panties and moves a finger inside jessica, pressing the tip against her inner walls. soojung adds another finger and jessica clenches around her, so tight and hot. soojung begins to move, falling into an easy, steady rhythm.
“faster,” jessica groans and soojung does as she’s told.
the movement now erratic, a quick push and pull. jessica throws her head back and soojung licks her way up her throat. she feels jessica’s nails dig into her arm and soojung works her through her orgasm, kissing the moan off jessica’s lips.
just as soojung pulls out her fingers and crashes beside her on the bed, jessica is already slipping into the spaces between her knees. “you don’t have to.” she hears soojung protest even as her legs fall open a bit wider to accommodate jessica.
jessica kisses the inside of her thigh. “but i want to,” comes the soft reply and soojung nods her assent.
jessica has her hands on soojung’s hips to keep her from rocking up against her face. which is decidedly a sound idea once jessica presses her mouth into the join of hip and thigh and sucks a proprietary mark onto soojung’s inner thigh, and soojung’s immediate reaction is to buck. soojung makes a low, broken sound and jessica makes it her mission to drag it of soojung again and again and again.
jessica licks into the wet, melting heat of her and only when soojung lets out that delicious, little sound again that jessica starts doing it in earnest. the fingers in jessica’s hair tighten immediately. through her lashes, jessica chances a look at her sister and the sight renders her breathless. soojung’s cheeks are flush and her lips so indecently swollen. beautiful.
jessica doesn’t realize she’s said it out loud. not until the fingers curling in her hair are bordering on painful and that soojung is coming, thighs quivering.
jessica shifts off to her side of the bed and pulls the duvet up over their bodies. she kisses soojung’s cheek, soft and gentle, and threads fingers through her hair. soojung’s eyes slip shut and soon her breathing evens, secure in the cocoon of her sister’s arms. jessica follows right after.