welcome to the show.

red velvet’s irene.

smut - stripper!au, dirty talk, oral, creampie. lapslock. 7376 words.

my first post on this website is appropriately titled “welcome to the show.” please enjoy!

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for the most part, your birthday had gone exactly as planned.

after a long day at work, you swap your perfectly stream pressed office attire for something more casual, black jeans and and loose black t-shirt, something casual enough for a few rounds at the bar with some friends.

at first, that’s all it is. one round of beers, and then two, three, then four. your tolerance is quite high, so four rounds is nothing, and you’re barely working up a buzz by the time your friends have somewhere else they want to hit up. your brow furrows in confusion then — that certainly hadn’t been a part of the plan.

checking your watch, you see that it’s already nearing midnight. you have work early tomorrow, and truthfully, you’re not sure if you can even squeeze in another hour. but they insist, and though you groan in displeasure, they drag you out anyways, reassuring you that you’ll have a lot of fun.

somehow, you doubt them.

the place they end up taking you looks shady somehow, with dingy lights around the entrance, as if it’s meant to be lowkey, some hole in the wall of a place for only so many people to know about. at the door, you can make out bouncers checking ID’s, collecting cash from attendees before allowing them in. then you look up at the name of the place. in flashing lights and a simple font, the sign above the entrance reads “the show,” and immediately, you know where they’ve taken you.

“a strip show?” you say, raising a brow. one of your friends just grins, nudging your side before he pays your entrance fee for you. you sigh and roll your eyes, but you don’t hesitate in following them in.

it’s a bit dark inside, a few dim lights illuminating the place. it makes everything seem somehow more sophisticated, though you’re certain that this place is just like any other strip club, full of some perverted men trying to cop a feel or two from some poor unexpecting stripper. sure most places don’t allow touching, though you know that doesn’t stop some people.

immediately, your friends guide you to the best seat in the house, a plush red chair that’s placed right in front of the stage. by now, you’re certain they’ve planned this all out, especially by the way they smile and laugh so mischievously before taking seats behind you, out of view. one of them whispers for you to “enjoy the show” before he slips away too, and though there are others in the club, you somehow feel all alone.

a bartender comes by and offers you a drink, but you politely decline. she walks away, just as the lights somehow become dimmer, and a spotlight suddenly focuses upon the pole that stands upright on stage, situated perfectly in front of you. it shimmers a bit underneath the spotlight, a sliver of metal against the red curtains behind it.

“to our lovely guests tonight,” a voice suddenly says, amplified over the club’s speakers, “please give a warm welcome to our next performer, irene!”

the rest of the club immediately breaks into applause, and though you contemplate whether you should as well, ultimately, you give in, bringing your hands together to welcome whoever’s about to appear on stage. the curtain falls back a little, pulled away from a dainty hand with the fingernails painted a deep shade of red. their skin is smooth, and though there’s little showing, you feel your interest already piquing.

the music starts as she pulls the curtains away completely, strutting down the stage to a sensual, mid tempo song. you’ve heard it on the radio before, but the title doesn’t come to mind, more do you seem to care, not when the woman who appears from behind the curtain is drop dead gorgeous.

the dancer — irene — has pale skin and long sleek black hair, a petite yet slim and body, and pretty face, natural for the most part, eyes lightly lined and lips with a soft rose shade coloring them. along with her stunning appearance, she wears an outfit that leaves little to the imagination, some skin tight black shorts with a little bit of her ass spilling out from beneath, a lacy black lingerie bra, and a pair of stiletto heels. they look uncomfortable to walk in, but irene makes it look effortless as she approaches, fingers delicately curling around the pole before her.

you can’t seem to take your eyes away from her as she begins to dance to the music. he hips sway gracefully and enticingly, thighs giving the slightest jiggle with some of her more abrupt moves. she teases first, grinding her body against the pole before she slides down it, legs on either side of it, with her ass faced towards you. the stage gives the illusion that she’s close enough to touch, but you keep your hands to yourself, letting your eyes do all the talking.

irene seems to notice you — how could she not? especially with how close you sit to the stage, front and center. your eyes meet hers as she flips her hair over her shoulder, looks over it as she stays squatted at the bottom of the pole. he rosy lips flash you a sultry smile, and immediately you feel your cock twitch in your pants a little, heat rising to your cheeks.

irene teases a little more after that, dancing around the pole, swinging around it with an incredible strength. you have to applaud her for it, the task certainly doesn’t look easy. her entire performance is enough to make you extremely hot and bothered, fingers gripping at the arm of your chair and your knuckles going white as you continue to watch her move.

it’s around the second chorus that she switches things up, leaving the pole to near the edge of the stage instead, even closer to you than before. her eyes still pierce right through you, and they never seem to leave you, especially not as she sinks to the ground in a slow, teasing squat, as if to show off the front of her crotch a bit. you swallow hard as her legs swing over the edge of the stage and her heels meet the floor, and suddenly irene is making her way over to you.

she’s in front of you before you can even register what’s happening — her smaller hands immediately are placed over yours on the chair arms, and her face is so close, you can smell her perfume in her neck, sweet and floral, all the more enticing. irene smirks then, before speaking in a low voice that’s barely audible over the pounding music. “enjoying the show?”

you nod slightly, biting your lip in response. irene seems to be satisfied with your answer, as she smiles and giggles playfully in response. “good. keep your hands where they are, okay? if you’re a good boy, you might get a reward later.” she winks then, and all you can do is muster another little nod, already slightly worried of what she might do. you can hear your friends whistle in the background, you pay them no attention at all, not as irene suddenly brings her hands to your shoulders, straddling your waist as she sways her hips side to side, just above your clothed erection.

it’s so erotic. your cheeks are red — burning, and your fingers are itching to touch, but irene has told you not to, and you’re hellbent on keeping that promise. she seems to take notice, satisfied with your reaction before lowering her hips a little, letting her crotch brush against your clothed cock. you groan, and you’re thankful that the music is loud enough to mask the sound. irene heads you though, and she lets out an amused chuckle, brings her hips up and pulls away for a brief moment.

you immediately start to miss her closeness, but she makes up for it by sliding her hands down, from your shoulders to your chest, all the way down to your thighs before she pushes them apart, pushes her ass back before shaking it playfully — more of a show for the rest of the club as the all look on at what plays out before them. as the song reaches closer to the end, she slides down, in between your legs and with her face so dangerously close to your length. you suck in a deep breath at the sight, wishing you could capture this forever in your mind.

irene grins, he hands sliding closer and closer to your cock. for a moment, you think she just might touch you, might let her hand brush over your hardness, relieving the tension, even if only for a moment. that feeling never comes, though — irene pulls away before her hands can do anything else. instead, she stands in front of you again, back turned to you. you get a perfect view of her ass, as well as her pale back as she sweeps her long hair over her shoulders.

“take it off for me, she suddenly says as she looks back at you. for a moment, you’re confused, but then your eyes land upon the clasp of her bra, uncovered by her hair. you swallow hard again, wondering if it’s really okay to touch like this, but irene has given you permission, so you figure that it’s okay. carefully you reach out and allow your fingers to undo the clasp. irene presses a hand to the front of her chest, so that even once the fabric has come loose, it’s still firmly pressed to her chest.

she takes the reigns from there, giving you one last smirk before slipping the straps from off of her shoulders, tugging the fabric from underneath her arms and keeping an arm over her breasts to keep them from coming too plainly into view. still, it’s enough to drive the crowd wild, with whistles and hollers filling the air, cheers for the woman dancing before them.

as the song comes to the close, irene finishes with a few more sways of her hips before finally strutting back to the stage, allowing herself to sit at the edge of it, just as the music cuts out. it’s a perfect ending, and you’re left absolutely stunned as she stands before you, topless and proud, having just given one hell of a mind blowing performance.

the rest of the club immediately breaks into cheer, and numerous guests begin to toss money on the stage. the amount ranges from ones to hundreds, but they never seem to stop. irene seems pleased, and after a quick bow of gratitude, she collects her discarded bra from the floor and seemingly starts to head back stage again.

instead, she makes a detour, head towards you and leans in close, lips pressed closely to your ear before she whispers, “wait here.”

then you feel her slip something into your hand — it’s a bit scratchy and rough, but you know immediately what it is, and as she finally heads backstage, you make quick work of tucking it away and hiding it before your friends can see you with it.

as irene disappears, your friends arrive on cue, some of them giving you playful pats on the back, some of them cheering playfully as they ask you how it was, and if you enjoyed their birthday surprise. you shrug them off casually, shaking your head and laughing along, but ultimately thanking them for the experience. they bring you another drink, and you enjoy it together, still gathered around the same spot before you’re suddenly approached by one of the club’s bouncers.

the guy looks a bit scary, and the expression on his face makes it seem as if he’s going to kick you out or something. “you,” he says, as he points directly at you. your eyes widen, and your brows furrow in confusion. “come with me.”

it’s suddenly silent between you and your friends. one of them tries to defend you, but the bouncer silenced him immediately. hesitantly, you hand your drink over to one of your friends and follow the bouncer where he leads you, reassuring your friends that you’ll be fine and will call them if something’s up. they seem a bit worried, though they nod acceptingly, watching you go.

as you follow the bouncer, you think of what you could’ve possibly done wrong. is it because you had removed irene’s bra clasp for her? that didn’t count as unsolicited touching, did it? irene had asked for you to do it. worriedly, you follow him to the back of the club, and he leads you into a hallway, significantly more lit than the rest of the club.

suddenly he stops you in front of a room. there’s a little sign in front of it, a tag of sorts, and you’re just barely able to make out the name “joohyun” before the bouncer opens up the door for you, expecting you to go inside. you look up at him questioningly, but he doesn’t say a word, so you do as he suggests, entering the room before he closes the door behind you.

immediately, you realize why you’re here.

you easily recognize the room as a dressing room from the various flashy outfits hanging from some racks, the vanity set that’s pressed against one of the walls. there’s also a couch situated in the middle of the room, sleek and made of black leather. it’s empty though, but you easily spot the other person in the room anyways, as they sit at the vanity, only turning away from the mirror as they see you enter.

irene.

her eyes meet yours, and you’re instantly rendered breathless. she’s covered up, wearing a white tshirt, though her nipples peak through a little bit as she turns to look at you. you keep your eyes up, though your red cheeks and ears already give away your flustered state.

“i-irene?” you say, puzzled and confused. “are you the one who sent a bouncer for me?”

she smiles then before nodding, crossing her legs in her chair. “i was, yes. why? don’t want to be here?”

immediately, you shake your head. “no, that’s not it! i’m just.. surprised, that’s all.”

for a moment, she seems amused, her brow raising at your awkward expression. but then she smiles again, a light laughter escaping with the action. out there, you could barely hear her voice over the music. now, in such a quiet room, you think it’s the perfect mix of sweet and sultry, as she teases you in the most playful way. “ah, well,” she begins. “to be honest i was just super attracted to you the moment i saw you sitting in front of my stage. knew i had to see you up close again.”

with that, irene stands, uncrossing her legs before making her way over to you. not only has she stripped her original top, but you get a flash of her panties too, and you realize that the shorts she had been wearing before are discarded on the floor, not far from where she had been sitting. her heels are off too, and like this, she’s a bit shorter, more petite than you had imagined, but it somehow only adds to her charm, makes her even more irresistible as she paces towards you, stopping only inches away.

“it’s not awkward, right?” she asks, tilting her head. “being here.”

again, you shake your head at her words. “no. i’m actually glad to see you again, too. oh — by the way, do you want this back?” you reach inside your pocket and pull out the bra she had given you earlier. it unravels as you hold it out, and suddenly seeing it like this brings another blush to your cheeks.

irene pouts then, he cheeks fluffing up cutely as she crosses her arms in front of her. “ah, they’re supposed to be yours to keep, silly…. but i suppose if you don’t really want those, we can make a bit of a trade?”

it’s your turn to raise your brows, this time out of curiosity. irene closes the space between the two of you and wraps her arms around your shoulders. it’s reminiscent of when she had done the same back in the club, and again you feel heat growing in your crotch once again. “trade?” you ask.

she nods, smiling up at you. “exactly. if you give me my bra back, i’ll trade you for my panties instead. how does that sound?”

from her seductive tone and playful attitude the moment you had walked in, you already had an idea of what irene had brought you here for. still, her directness comes as a bit of a surprise for you. still, you’re not complaining — it turns you on even more, and as she reaches for her bra and tosses it aside, takes your now free hand and wraps it around your waist, you have no doubts about what you’ve been invited here to do. her words and her actions both make it too obvious.

“well?” she says, catching your attention again. “what do you say?”

it takes a moment, but eventually, you compose yourself, a grin forming over your lips as you finally decide to play irene’s little game. your hands grasp firmly at her hips as you pull her body flush against yours, resulting in a gasp from irene. “sounds like a very fair trade.”

unsurprisingly, she makes the first move, bringing her hands around your shoulders again and pulling you down, her lashes fluttering against her cheek as she leans in and presses her lips to yours.

her lips are sweet — there’s a faint hint of cherry in her kisses, but as delightful as that it, it doesn’t compare to the feeling of her kisses. she’s slightly messy, desperation in the way that she crashes her mouth against yours. definitely what you hadn’t expected, but it’s a turn on, nonetheless. her lips move against yours, slotting between and tugging at your bottom lip teasingly before she dips in for more, over and over again. the sound of your lips smacking together fills the room, and your hands roam all over her tight and tiny body as she kisses you deeply.

it’s not long before her tongue slides into your mouth along yours. you moan slightly, and feel irene’s mouth curl into a smile against yours. cheeky, you think, and to tease her back, you reach and squeeze a handful of her ass, resulting in a tiny squeak escaping from her. it’s the perfect opportunity to repay the favor and slide your tongue into her mouth too, letting the muscle explore every inch of her wet cavern. irene moans, shivers when you pull away, allowing a thin sliver of saliva to connect your lips before breaking, a split second between that and your lips pressing to hers once more.

every kiss is hungry and desperate, and both your hands roam to touch and grab whatever they can reach. irene’s smaller hand even finds its way between your bodies, pressing against your crotch before she gives it a firm squeeze, cupping it between your fingers. you gasp slightly, and she takes your small moment of weakness to push you backwards until the back of your knees hit the leather couch behind you, and you’re falling back to sit comfortably upon it.

irene wastes no time in straddling your lap, pressing the front of her crotch against yours, her arms wrapped around your neck again as she kisses you again. your head is spinning now — have you ever had kisses this good before? this enticing and this sweet? irene is too good, and despite things only beginning, you already feel overwhelmed, like irene is too hot for you to handle.

the kiss lasts a long while before she finally pulls away,breathless and gasping for air. her lips are already bitten and swollen, previous lipstick all gone and replaced by a wetness that she licks away, tongue sliding against her lip as she smiles in amusement. “you’re a good kisser. but, i wonder what else you can do with your mouth…”

she trails off, but her intentions are already made clear, as her hands press against your chest, feeling you up. your hands hold her hips tightly as you grind your crotch against hers. irene gasps before shaking her head, laughing playfully. “ah, easy there. not yet. there’s more i want to do with you first before we get to that.”

she reaches down then, bringing her hands to yours, and without hesitation, she repositions them, moving them from her hips to clothed breasts. your fingers curl around them instinctively, but you’re still a little surprised. less than an hour ago, you were left wanting to see more, with irene hiding herself, hiding her breasts from view. now however, you’re not only getting to see, but touch too, and the thought drives you mad, your head spinning as you struggle to grasp the situation at hand.

“come on,” she says. “touch me like you mean it.”

commanding. but somehow, you like it, and you do immediately as you’re told. you knead at irene’s breasts through her t-shirt, marveling at the sounds she makes as she throws her head back and enjoys the pleasurable sensations. her actions only push her chest forward even more, and her pert nipples flash through the fabric again, inviting you to touch.

and so you do. your thumbs play first, swirling the little nubs in tiny circles. that seems to drive irene crazy, as she squirms a little in your lap, wraps a hand around your shoulder to keep her steady. “fuck,” she curses. “keep playing with my tits, just like that.”

you continue to tease at her nipples, pinching them and rolling them between your fingers, squeezing at her breasts before you finally decide you can’t take it anymore and draw her shirt over her head. irene doesn’t hesitate and helps you out, holding her hands above her head as the bothersome garment is removed. she grins even, as her hands find their way back to you, just as you dive in to take a perfectly pink nipple into your mouth.

typically, you’d tease. let your tongue touch everywhere but her nipples, exactly where she’d want you to touch. but irene is just so irresistible, and you’re filled with so much list that you go by instinct instead, sucking her nipple between your lips, swirling your tongue around d it before flicking it back and forth over it, until it’s nice and slick with saliva. irene moans at that, and you realize that they only get louder as the minutes pass by. you wonder how loud she’ll be by the end of the night.

for a while, you keep at this, alternating between her perfect breasts — not too big and not too small, just the right size. it drives irene wild, has her moaning loudly with every flick of your skillful tongue. “baby, you’re so good at that,” she whines, brows knit together as she cradles the back of your head against her chest. the taste of her on your tongue is sweet, and you also don’t want to let go.

but unsurprisingly, irene offers you even more. though you can tell it pains her to pull away, irene eventually shifts, a swollen nipple escaping from between your lips with a little ‘pop.’ irene gasps for breath before caressing your neck, her hand tenderly stroking at the nape of your neck. “that was good,” she breathes, then suddenly smirks. “i have something even tastier for you, though. first, take this off — you’re wearing too much.”

she reaches forward then, untucking your shirt from your pants before she tugs it over your head. you help her out, and once she’s done, you’re left bare in front of her, allowing her to gawk at the sight of you. she looks on, amusement and satisfaction both playing over her delicate features. “yummy,” she says, licking her lips. “can’t wait to have a taste later. but first — it’s your turn.”

irene rises then, removes herself from your lap before she sits on the opposite side of the couch. you watch as she spins a bit, hips facing towards you before she reaches for the lace of her panties, tugging the sides down until they’ve completely slid off her long, pale legs. she tosses the flimsy fabric at you then, grinning as she says, “don’t lose that. it’s all yours, baby.”

with that, irene finally spreads her legs, eyes never leaving yours as she does so. you can’t help but to watch however, as he thighs part, revealing irene’s most perfect treasure. her pussy is shaven clean, and it’s the most perfect pink color that you’ve ever seen, lips slightly puffy, and her folds slick with a wetness that already threatens to spill over the couch. instantly, you’re overwhelmed with the desire to lap it all up, but before you can, irene reaches down herself, gathering her slick onto her fingers before spreading it, watching it separate on her fingers.

it’s oddly hot, and again your cock twitches, at the sight of one of the most beautiful women you’ve ever met with her legs spread wider in front of you, hand dipped between her pussy as her fingers spread her lips wide, inviting you in. “come on, baby, taste me. eat me out.”

you don’t need to be told twice. with her words, you adjust yourself, situated perfectly between her legs. she throws one of them over the back of the couch to make it even easier with you, and without missing a brat, you lick a long stripe from the bottom of her opening all the way to her clit, before giving a rough, teasing suck to the bundle of nerves. irene shakes, a high pitched sound of surprise escaping past her lips. “yeah,” she whines. “like that, baby. give me more.”

and so you do. you lean in again, letting your tongue flick out to tease at irene’s clit. the nub is already hard, and as you suck it past your lips, you can feel her throbbing as she begs for more. for a while, you keep at it, sucking at her clit, listening to the sweet sounds she makes and feeling her legs tremble around your head. after keeping with that for a while, you move your tongue to her cunt instead, spearing the tip inside her wet walls. the penetration isn’t deep enough to hurt, but he’s certain she can still feel it, based on the reaction it gets from her. irene’s back immediately arches in pleasure, and she lets out a choked moan, her hand coming to tug desperately at your hair. “fuck, more baby, please… you’re so good at eating my little pussy out.”

her dirty talk is encouraging, makes you want to give her even more, feel even more of you. your tongue works diligently, pushing into irene’s cunt and lapping up and down the entire length of her pussy, teasing at her clit every so often. you can tell that she likes it, the volume of her moans growing increasingly louder, and her words becoming filthier and filter. when you push in two fingers alongside your tongue, she turns into an absolute mess, squirming beneath you, and her thighs absolutely trembling.

“yes, fuck my pussy with your fingers and your tongue — it’s so good, i’m cumming, please let me cum!” shes sobbing, begging for release as both your digits and tongue fill her filthy hole. the wet squelching sounds have your cock standing at full hardness beneath your pants, and the feeling starts to become a little uncomfortable. you need some relief now, and hope that irene would be kind enough to help you out.

for that, you need to win her favor of course, so you give her what she wants, spearing your tongue into her pussy, fingers moving at a similar rhythm. irene is tendered a mess, her entire body quivering as she cums, gushing over your fingers and your mouth, and a flurry of curses leaving her pretty lips. you make sure not to spill a single drop of her juices, licking her walls clean and swiping you tongue over the length of her pussy again (much to her sensitivity), then licking your fingers clean too after pulling them away. irene only looks on helplessly, too fucked out to say anything, and you’re barely even done with her.

“mmm, you’re so good, baby,” she compliments with a lazy smile. “you’re really the best at eating me out…” carefully, she sits up again, sliding to her knees and crawling right in front of you. you take this moment to admire her entire body as she sits in front of you, completely nude and bare. it’s a sight to see — irene is practically flawless, a goddess, on her knees and just for you too. “i should repay the favor, right?”

she smiles mischievously then her hands sliding up your clothed thighs then, just as she had done earlier in the club before. you would’ve found it cute if your cock wasn’t already throbbing painfully in your pants. “don’t tease me, irene,” you say, breath low and needy, yours hands already reaching to undo your belt yourself. she doesn’t seem to mind, allowing you to do so, even helping you as you undo your zipper, sliding your pants and your boxers off in one go. you spread your legs, and irene situates herself between them, wasting no time in taking your cock between her small fingers.

she gives it an experimental stroke before she looks up at you, lips pursed a little. it looks like somethings wrong, but just as you’re about to ask her, she says, “joohyun. call me joohyun instead, okay?”

the sudden request has you blinking in surprise. joohyun must be irene’s real name, you think, and the surprise then shifts from the sudden revelation to the fact that she’s allowing you to know it, sharing something with you that’s personal, especially for someone of her profession. you blink at her, making sure that it’s what she really wants, and only upon confirming it with the sure look in your eyes can you finally hum in agreement.

“joohyun,” you say firmly. “suck my cock.”

the sound of her name leaving your lips seems to be pleasing to her, as she smirks in response and leans down to give you what you want. she gives your length a few steady strokes before sticking her tongue out, giving a few experimental licks at the tip only. just this alone is already so pleasurable that you can’t help but to sigh, throw your head back for a moment before looking down to watch joohyun as she works.

what you see next is even more surprising, more of a turn on than anything else. joohyun sticks her tongue out, holding it taut and letting spit gather at the tip of it before it spills, drizzling messily over your cock. you’re not sure what’s hotter, the feeling that comes with her drooling over your dick, or the sight of it. both send your head spinning, eager to know what else joohyun could do with that mouth of hers.

“want my mouth on your cock?” she asks, as if reading your mind.

“hurry up before i decide to fuck it by myself,” you growl out, but joohyun only finds it amusing, leaning in to do exactly as you say.

at first, she starts with the tip, wrapping her lips around it and giving a few gentle sucks. it’s still slow and teasing, but her hand works at his shaft, slicking him with her spit. when she’s ready for more, she takes more past her lips, bobbing her head as she sucks, tongue at the underside of your shaft.

you moan loudly, thankful for the loud music that plays outside. joohyun works your cock slowly but skillfully, taking one as much of you as she can while her hands work at what she can’t reach. when he pace quickens, it becomes even more unbearable, the heat of her wet mouth and her plump lips wrapped around your girth. she fondles at your balls before popping your cock from her mouth, taking one testicle into her mouth and giving a firm suck.

“oh god,” you sigh. “fuck.”

she could see how much you like this, having your balls sucked, so she doesn’t hesitate in giving the other the same treatment, all while her hand continues to stroke at your fully erect cock. by now, the top already drips with precum that stains her hand, makes it easier to slide up and down your length. once she releases your other testicle, she licks between her fingers, tasting your salty precum and giving a delighted hum in response. “mmmm, yummy. gonna give me more? or do you wanna cum inside my pretty pussy instead?”

undoubtedly, both options are tempting. it’s hard to decide, but you both know what you came here for. you’re going to fuck joohyun until you blow your load inside of her, and until she’s cumming on your cock, walls squeezing around. she seems to know that too — the smug smile on her face is enough to tell you that she knows you’re close too, that a little more of this, and you’ll be cumming in no time.

“your pussy,” you answer, and she seems extremely pleased.

“good,” she hums, giving your cock a few more strokes before slapping the length of it along her tongue. it’s another small, simple action, but it’s enough to have you throbbing in her tiny hands, wishing to be inside of her already. “how do you want me, hm?”

“lie down,” you say, right away. “spread your legs as wide as you can.”

joohyun is obedient and does exactly as she’s told, stroking his cock only a few more times before scrambling to the couch, spreading her legs open for you. it’s a similar position to how you had eaten her out, but like this, you’re sure you can fuck her deeper, have her screaming and begging for more. you situate yourself too, right in between her legs and with your slick cock already pointed towards her waiting cunt.

you’re not sure who’s more desperate for this, you or joohyun. while you’ve been craving her since the moment you laid eyes on her, joohyun just looks pitiful and needy, legs spread uncomfortably wide and with her lips parted, shallow breathes escaping as she waits for you to fuck her like you’ve promised. you almost want to give into her right away, but instead, you tease a little more, leaning in to steal a wet kiss from her lips, then trailing down to suck her pretty tits again. she whines, then moans, as your hand guides your cock to slide against her clit, the heat of the friction maddening to both of you, but sending electricity jolting through joohyun.

“don’t tease me,” she cries out, though instinctively cradling your head to her chest as you lick at her nipple. “please please, fuck me.”

pretending you don’t hear her, you straighten up a bit, continuing to run your cock over her oversensitive clit. “what was that, joohyun? you have to be louder than that.”

she’s already a little embarrassed, and you can tell, cheeks and ears a flushed shade of red at your command. but joohyun still has no shame, keeping her legs spread as she asks you again. “fuck me. please fuck my pussy, i’m so wet for you…”

and truth be told, you could cum just like this, listening to joohyun’s dirty talk, her egging you on with her words alone. her voice is like honey, but as sweet as it may be, you have you sights set on the real prize, and once satisfied with her begging, you finally allow yourself to breach joohyun, pushing the tip of your cock past her entrance. despite having being stretched earlier, she’s still tight, still gasps as she tries to accommodate your size.

“oh, you’re so big,” she whines, squeezing her eyes shut in pleasure. “more, give me more.”

though you’re barely inside of her, joohyun asks for more, and you’re reluctant to resist. carefully you slide even deeper, her walls clinging painfully tight around your cock. “fuck, babe, you’re so tight,” you groans, brows knit together as you adjust as well.

the first few thrusts are maddening for the both of you, soft moans escaping as you help press her thighs open, keeping her spread for you. joohyun seems out of it, but it’s nothing compared to when you slowly start to pick up the pace until your rhythm is steady, and you’re fucking into joohyun at a average pace.

even this is enough for joohyun. she cries out, moans as you fuck her so nice and slow at first, then faster, deeper as the second pass. soon you can’t help it, and your thrusts become more erratic, desperate for more and more of joohyun.

“yes! yes, fuck me just like that, oh you’re so deep —“ she rambles, head thrown back and her back arched, tits pushed up towards you. the sight is mere visual aid as you continue to fuck into her, making sure to hit all the right angles, everything to be sure that joohyun feels as good as you do. a free hand reaches to twirl a nipple between your fingers, and she screams at this, wetness around your cock growing tenfold.

“is it good?” you ask. “like it when i fuck you like this? touch you like this too?” joohyun nods mindlessly, moaning and crying out as you push deeper into her with each thrust, pussy lips squeezing around your cock like a vice. “you’re so wet for me, like a good little cock slut. tell me how much you like it.”

“i love it!” joohyun manages to yell out between her desperate cries for more. all of it is too unbearable for her, especially as your hand moves from her tits to her clit instead, fingers rubbing tight little circles against the sensitive bud of nerves. joohyun screams your name, throws her head back as she cums without warning.

the sight is the hottest thing you’ve ever seen in your life — joohyun looks sinful as she cums, her perfect lips parted into a pretty ‘o’ shape, and her eyes squeezed shut in pleasure as she moans so deliciously. she practically gushes around you too, slicking your cock in her juices, making each thrust wetter, the sound of squelching and skin against skin mingling with the sound of both your moans.

“you came so much for me, joohyun-ah…” you say, breathless, almost inaudible as you struggle to control your breathing. “want me to cum for you too? fill your cunt up with my cum?”

joohyun is certainly tired and overstimulated, legs faltering as she struggles to keep them open, and her moans softer, body twitching sensitively as you fuck into her. still, she manages to speak, nodding as she begs you to finish inside of her. “please, cum inside me… wanna feel your cum inside my tight pussy, been wanting you all night…. please.”

“fuck… fuck i’m gonna—!” the desperation in her moans is enough to send you over the edge. only a few more thrusts and you’re suddenly spilling inside of joohyun, your semen painting her insides white and filling her up, just as she had asked. it’s warm and hot, and certainly she can feel it too, as she hums with the feeling, allows you to ride out your orgasm with a few more thrusts inside of her.

once she’s milked you of everything you have to give, your hips finally still, arms moving to rest on either side of joohyun’s head as you both struggle to catch your breaths. “wow,” joohyun says first, followed by a “holy shit,” from you. it makes joohyun laugh, and it’s that sound one that gives you back your energy, has you laughing too before you tenderly pull out of her, leaning back on the couch behind you as you recover from the events that have just unfolded.

“was it good?” she asks, staying in her spot, but finally resting her legs on the sofa again. you nod in response before you look down, and you can see your cum spilling from her pussy. it’s a pretty sight, the cloudy white against the perfect pink background, and it almost has you twitching to life again before joohyun sits up, moving to your side and snuggling up to you, before pressing a little kiss against your cheek.

“happy birthday,” she says, and the words catch you suddenly by surprise. you look over at her, and she’s smiling playfully, despite the obvious confusion in your features.

“huh? how did you —“

“your friends are regulars here,” she explains, “i’ve seen them a bunch of times, and they know me, so they asked me if i could put on a special show for one of their friend’s birthdays.” her hand comes up suddenly, points a finger at your chest before she slowly starts drawing little patterns against it. “usually that’s what i bring people back here for. a quick private show. no touching. just watching. me and them.

“but you’re different. i knew i had to have you as soon as i saw you sitting in front of me on that stage, and fuck, did i make a great decision.” she chuckles then, before leaning her head against your shoulder, humming comfortably.

you’re still slightly confused however, both by her suddenly sweet demeanor and everything that’s happened in the past hour or so. “so my friends paid you for a private show, but you let me fuck you instead…? is it like that with all of your clients?”

her response is an instant shake of her head as her eyes meet yours, sincere and honest. “no. you’re the only person i’ve done this with. swear. don’t you feel special?”

her tone goes from gentle to teasing, and though you’ve only known her for a short period of time, it somehow suits her perfectly. you laugh and roll your eyes, though deep down, you feel a sense of pride swell in your chest, knowing that you’re the only person that’s made joohyun feel like this.

“joohyun, huh?” you say, and she turns red, flushing nervously.

“right… that’s my real name,” she admits. “i usually don’t give it out to customers, so i’d appreciate it if —“

“if i don’t tell anyone? deal,” you reply, but a mischievous look dwells over your face. “under one condition.” joohyun blinks questioningly, tilts her head at your words. “go on a date with me after this.”

it takes a moment for her to understand, but once she does, she’s turning red again, cheeks flushed that bright and healthy color before she laughs awkwardly in reply. “ah, what the hell —! i already offered you my panties, you want to go on a date as well? you’re really asking for too much, you know?”

she stands up then, pushing away from you, and for a second, you think that you’ve actually offended her somehow as she storms over to her vanity, picks something up before turning back to you, picking up her panties as well before shoving both against your chest. you take them carefully, and with one look, you recognize the second item as her hand phone, unlocked, and all ready for you to input new contact information into. curiously, you look up at her, and the cruel, cold words she speaks are a stark contrast to the playful, amused smile on her face.

“hurry up. i have other clients i need to see tonight.”

you smile back, wink playfully at her before your fingers type your name into the first blank on the screen.

spellbound.

dreamcatcher’s jiu. 

smut - novelist!au, oral, creampie. lapslock. 3951 words.

inspired by a few things, first of all, dreamcatcher’s dark/horror concepts. second, the kdrama “it’s okay not to be okay.” the visual of the female main character such as her style of dressing + her study in the show helped me envision this one. please enjoy!

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whenever minji finds the inspiration to write, it’s both a blessing and a curse for you.

a blessing, because you know that there’s nothing that makes minji happier than writing, but you also know how prone she is to writer’s block at times. she could go weeks, months even, without writing a single word, only to have inspiration strike her at the most random times. as it is now, it’s been weeks since her last novel had been published, and with how popular it had been, the public had already been demanding more. minji is sure to deliver, and you know it.

she likes horror, and her next story is of the genre as well, a spooky thriller about a young woman living alone in what’s supposedly a haunted mansion. the premise seems simple, but you know there’s much more packed into the story than you can even imagine. “no spoilers,” she tells you every time you attempt to get her to share her ideas with you. each time is fruitless, but you still like to tease her anyways.

however, it’s also a curse, because when minji writes, she writes, barely has time for anything else, not even you. 

you’ve learned how to deal with it for the most part, happy enough that minji is enjoying herself writing, pumping out chapter after chapter of her newest novel while the inspiration is still fresh in her mind. as long as she’s eating and getting rest when she can, you’re satisfied with taking a backseat in the relationship for the time being, supporting her as best as you can and giving her the space she needs to write. 

still, that doesn’t mean that you don’t feel the slightest bit neglected — it’s been a while since the two of you have gotten intimate as well. it’s perhaps the most frustrating part about all of this, but you’ve promised minji as well as yourself that you wouldn’t disturb her as she works.

you count the days. they soon become weeks, a month even. minji makes small talk with you, but you still find yourself missing her dearly.

and then it happens. 

you’re sitting in the kitchen of your shared home with minji, a cup of tea prepared and a newspaper, when you hear her calling for you. “oppa!”

it’s rare for her to call you like this when she’s working — her study is a bit far, so you can’t make out the tone of her voice very well. without getting to taste your tea or even open up your paper, you go to see what’s up instead. minji is always more important.

minji’s study is perhaps one of the most impressive parts of the house, you think. it’s decorated to her liking, a bit spooky, giving off an old victorian feel. there are books lining the shelves on the wall, and a big window behind her desk allows for light to filter in. there’s a comfortable velvet couch there as well, which she likes to take naps on whenever she gets tired, and that you like to sit in and rest while she works. 

currently, she’s seated at her desk, a bright smile upon her face as she spots you entering. she closes the laptop in front of her then and stands up, and you know that the look on her face can only mean one thing.

“oppa, i finished,” she announces, and the elation is evident in her voice. you immediately brighten as well, pacing over to her desk in quick steps. 

“really?” you say. “that’s great news, minji!” your hands find her waist, and instinctively hers wrap around your shoulders. she grins brightly as you lean in to peck softly at her rosy colored lips. “are you finally gonna share a spoiler with me?”

“yah — “ she warns, rolling her eyes and gently swatting at your arm. “i told you no spoilers. but i think you’ll really like this one.”

incredulously, you raise your brow. “more than your last one? you know i liked that one the most.”

without hesitation, minji nods. “definitely. i promise you’ll like this one even more.” 

as fun as it is to tease, you don’t doubt minji’s words at all. she somehow manages to get better and better with everything she writes, and you wouldn’t be surprised if she manages to outdo herself once again. “okay, i believe you,” you say, hand rubbing lightly at the base of minji’s spine. it smooths against the black lace of her skirt, a pretty elegant piece that pairs with her simple black turtleneck. minji likes to dress so similarly to the characters in her books that at times you wonder if she imagines herself as the protagonist as she writes. 

“you know what i like the most though?” you hum softly, allowing your hands to rest gently on her hips. minji blinks up at you curiously. 

“hm? what is it?” her tone sounds so curious that you wonder if she’s truly clueless to how painful it’s been for you, to sit aside as she works, without getting to touch her for so long. 

“you,” you hum. there’s a gap between the fabric of her shirt and her skirt, a small peek of skin, and you allow your thumbs to rub against it as you speak. “i missed you. since you’ve finished writing, i can give you a bit of a congratulatory treat, right?”

immediately, a grin spreads over minji’s lips, and one of her hands wraps around the base of your neck to pull you in closer. the way her lips curl so effortlessly tells you that she had been hoping for this too. you wonder if she had been eager to finish her novel just so she could have this again, just like you’ve been waiting for her, too. 

“of course,” she nods, “i thought you’d never ask, honestly.”

it doesn’t take long at all before minji is kissing you, pulling you down to meet her lips in what starts off as a soft, languid kiss. you’ve missed this for sure, simply admiring and loving the way that she kisses you, how soft her mouth feels against yours and how perfectly her lips move against yours. you want to savor it a little longer, but it’s hard to resist not taking it a step further, especially since it’s been nearly a month since you’ve last got to touch minji like this. 

as your hands wrap more firmly around her waist, you deepen the kiss even more, tilting your head and slipping your tongue past minji’s lips. she parts them without hesitation, and your tongues wraps together, sliding softly against one another. the kiss is sloppy but sweet, and you find yourself wanting more and more of the woman in front of you as the seconds pass by. 

carefully, you maneuver minji so that her backside is pressed gently against the edge of her desk. when she hits it, you hoist her up to sit upon in, taking the liberty of spreading her legs and allowing yourself between them as you continue to make out with her, sucking her tongue into your mouth, and savoring the sounds of her sweet moans, the feeling of her hands as they slide down to your chest. 

“i’ve missed this so much,” you whisper against her lips in between kisses. minji mutters a soft “me too” before she’s silenced once again by your lips on hers. “you don’t know how badly i wanted you — couldn’t wait for you to finish your writing so i could have you like this again.”

as you speak, your hands slide upwards, thumbs hooking into the hem of minji’s shirt and pushing it upwards, until it’s at her collarbone and exposing her soft, pale breasts. minji doesn’t like to wear bras when she works, an even bigger tease for you and a constant test of your sanity as her hard nipples poke through the fabric of her right shirts. finally they’re revealed to you again, and you waste no time in worshipping them like you want to.

her tits are the perfect size you think, soft and round, and with pretty pink nipples tipping them off. as you kiss her, you rub her nipples in slow teasing circles, smirking as she jerks against you and groans into the kiss. her breasts have always been sensitive, and you know it.

unable to resist any longer, you pull away from the kiss, taking a moment to catch your breath. minji does the same, her hand still at the nape of your neck as her thumb strokes lightly at it. “oppa, please,” she whines. 

“please what?” you smirk, though you know exactly what she wants. 

“please, suck my tits.” 

she’s shameless in her begging, and you’ve always loved that about her, how unafraid she is to say what she wants, what she needs. in no time, you’re lowering your mouth on to her breasts, swiping your tongue over one of her pert nipples, swirling around it before finally sucking it into your mouth. minji screams in pleasure, throwing her head back and tightening her hand around your neck. “yes, more, just like that —!” she cries out, and you continue like that for a while longer, before giving the same treatment to her other breast.

you take your time, knowing just how much minji likes having her breasts played with, though as much as you want to spoil her, you know that your own erection is already rock hard, straining in your pants. still, this is turning you on too, and as you continue to play with her tits, your cock twitches in your pants just knowing how good you’re making your girlfriend feel. she deserves it, you think, after working so hard. 

finally, you let up, removing your lips from her breasts with a pop. you give one last tease, pulling gently at each nipple and laughing as it earns a yelp from minji. she slaps your arm again, and you can’t help but laugh too, leaning in to steal another quick kiss from her lips. “you’re the best at that. always make me feel so good… i think it’s my turn to return the favor, don’t you think?”

her hand finds its way to the front of your pants then, cupping gently at your erection through the rough fabric. a soft moan spills from your lips, and that alone is enough for minji to know the answer to her question. 

with a coy smile, she hops off of her desk and pushes you back, sitting you down in her chair.  she squats down then, supported properly by the heels on her feet as she makes quick work of your pants, unbuttoning them and sliding them down your legs. you raise your hips to help her remove them, and the sight of your cock nearly hitting her in the face as it’s freed is somehow both comedic as it is hot — you both laugh for a moment before minji finally takes you in her hands.

it’s the perfect sight, her perfectly manicured fingers wrapped around the base of your cock, giving slow, strokes as she admires your length, feels the weight of you in her hands. “fuck,” she curses. “forgot just how big you are, oppa. it’s really been too long.”

“maybe you should rethink that no fucking while writing rule of yours then,” you hum, leaning back comfortably in her chair. 

she rolls her eyes and shakes her head in retaliation. “you know i can’t do that. what if you fuck all the ideas right out of me? you know you leave me thinking about you and only you every time we fuck. instead, i promise i’ll make it up to you right now, how’s that?”

you don’t even get a chance to reply, because as soon as minji finishes speaking, she puts her tongue on you instead, steadying you’re cock as she licks up the length of it. a breath catches in your throat, and as you release it, minji kisses at the tip, jerking the base before sucking just the head of your cock into her mouth.

just as you like to tease with your words, minji does the same, but with her mouth as she makes slow work of your cock, only giving light sucks and working the rest of it with her hand. the other hand can’t be seen well, though with the way her skirt is hiked over her knee, you can guess that she has her fingers between her own legs too, rubbing at her clit as she sucks you off. 

your suspicions are confirmed when she moans around your shaft, takes in a little bit more, much to your pleasure. her head bobs up and down at a steady pace, and you release a few curses with each suck, each tantalizing swallow that has her mouth tightening around your girth. “minji, fuck. come on, i know you can do better than that.”

she pulls off then, and you regret your words a little as she looks up at you, pouting, but her eyes far from innocent. instead, they’re filled with a playful lust, capitalized by the response she gives in return. “ah, so impatient, oppa. i’m just getting started, really.”

you hear a soft squelch, and then minji is bringing up her other hand to wrap around your cock. except this hand is wet — a closer look tells you that it’s covered in her juices, confirming that she had indeed been playing with herself just moments ago. she spreads her fingers, showing off what’s on her fingers before smearing it on to the top of your cock. then she wastes no time in taking you past her lips again, this time with more vigor and enthusiasm than before.

it’s so hot, knowing that minji is tasting herself as she sucks your cock. you groan, bringing a hand down to tangle into her soft blonde locks, your hips start to jerk a little, bit for the most part, she does all the work, tongue on the underside of your cock as she sucks, works her hands around what she can’t reach. “so good, minji. your mouth is so good around my cock.. doesn’t it make you horny too? you’re probably dripping right now — are you even wearing panties? or were you waiting for the moment you could finally shut your laptop and let me fuck you on your work desk, hm?”

your words spur her own, and her pace quickens. by now, she’s practically fucking her own face on your cock, a small dribble of spit forming around her lips and drooling down her chin. she’s truly a sight to see, with the way her eyes tighten as she tries not to choke. at one point, her throat tightens around your cock, and you twitch in response, thighs quivering as you moan loudly for her. “fuck, minji!” 

it’s enough, you think, and your hands reach down to cup at either side of her head, gently pulling her off of your cock. she looks up at you in confusion, a picture perfect mess, with her lipstick smeared and a bit of drool down her chin. still, she’s beautiful, and you help her on to her feet and into your lap, where you wrap your arms around her and kiss her once more. 

her lips still taste just as sweet, and you find yourself intoxicated by her kisses. in between, you allow yourself to fully remove her shirt from her torso, and she does the same for you, leaving you both completely bare aside from minji’s long skirt, still cascading down her legs, pooling in your lap as she sits there. you hike it up just so you can squeeze at her ass, one cheek in each palm before delivering one playful spank to each. minji yelps, then giggles in delight. 

“fuck me, please,” she whispers, tongue sliding against your bottom lip. who are you to refuse such a request? 

“stand up. turn around.” you order her, and minji obeys, eagerly moving to her feet and turning, so that her back is facing you. immediately, you take her skirt and pull it down her legs — she’s completely bare underneath, and with her ass presented perfectly to you, she bends over her desk, spreading her legs a little to allow even better access. her pussy is already dripping wet, folds glistening from when she had rubbed herself earlier. as she leans over, she peeks back at you, wiggling her ass in your face to tease you even more. “come on, oppa, fuck me. you deserve a reward for waiting for me this long, but don’t i deserve one too? for finally finishing my book? we both deserve it, so please, come on..”

she’s so hypnotizing, that you can only find sense in her words, move to your feet as well as you position yourself perfectly behind your girlfriend, taking her hips into your hands. you slide them down first, admiring the curve of her ass, moving one hand down to slide between her legs and against her pussy. the slide is wet, and it helps you as you rub teasing circles against her clit that have her writhing, knees buckling in pleasure. still, she whines, pouting as she looks back at you. “oppa, don’t tease, please.. fuck me. my pussy’s so wet for you.”

“i know, i can feel it,” you say, and to emphasize, you push a finger inside her cunt, pull it out and wipe the remnant against one of her ass cheeks. you lick your lips at the sight before lining yourself up with her entrance, tip pressed against her folds. “want it?”

“yes, please fuck me…”

you smile softly, leaning down to press a soft kiss against her pale shoulder blade. “love you, baby girl.”

with that, you carefully push into her, both of you groaning at the first initial thrust. minji’s tighter than you remember, but it still feels good, her warmth around your cock sending pleasure all throughout your body. you take a moment to enjoy it, fingers gripping at minji’s hips for purchase. then you give a few more experimental thrusts, testing the waters before you finally allow yourself to let loose, fucking into her pussy at a quick, needy pace.

it feels so good, fucking your girlfriend again after so long. minji’s pussy is so tight and wet, and it drives you insane, the way she feels so perfect around you. the sound of your mixed moans and the slapping of skin against skin fill the musty air. sweat drips down your brow but you’re too preoccupied with the task at hand to care. minji looks too perfect beneath you like this. she grips at the edge of the desk with her fingers, forehead against the dark wood as she moans in pleasure. “yes, just like that! fuck me, your cock is stretching my little pussy out — i missed feeling how big you are inside of me.”

when she turns back to look at you, you can see how needy she truly is — the lust is apparent in her deep brown eyes, brows knitted together in pleasure. her lips part with every sweet moan, and it makes you want to give her everything you’ve got, fuck her until she’s completely satisfied because of you. 

you spread her legs a little wider, and it allows you deeper. minji cries out louder, whines as you fuck into her pussy at a rapid pace. “fuck!” she curses, legs trembling. you reach one hand around her waist and press your fingers against her clit, rubbing it in quick circles. by now, she’s overwhelmed with pleasure, and you take pride in knowing that you’re the one making her feel this good.

“oppa, i’m sorry close —“ she says breathlessly, pushing her ass back to better meet your hips with each thrust. it’s hypnotizing, as she fucks back against your cock, and as she nears her orgasm, you can feel yours coming too. “please, let me cum, oppa..”

you can never resist minji when she begs so perfectly like that. her voice is so fragile and needy, there’s not an inch of you that wants to deny her of that pleasure, that sweet release. plus, you can’t quite hold back any longer either. still, you want to make sure she cums first. you pick up the pace once again, fucking relentlessly into her, and flicking your fingers over her clit until she’s screaming your name. the sound is music to your ears, and in no time, her cunt tightens impossibly around your shaft.

“fuck, fuck, i’m cumming, ah—!”

she cums then, just as shes promised. minji writhes upon the desk, knuckles white as she grips the edges of it with her orgasm. her hips shake, and as she pushes back against your cock, you can feel yourself nearing your orgasm as well. it only takes a few more thrusts, and soon you’re following suit. you cum inside her with a groan, painting her walls hot white. it’s a bit more than usual, but it’s fine — weeks of sexual deprivation could do that to you, and fuck does it feel good to finally have release.

slowly, you both ride out your orgasms until you’re both panting gently — you lean down and press your forehead against minji’s shoulder, resting there for a moment before pressing another playful kiss in the same spot you had earlier. then, you pull out of her, legs shaky, but quickly finding the chair behind you and taking a seat. 

minji looks a bit disoriented as she turns to face you again, but as you take her hand and guide her, she turns and walks over, heels tapping against the floor before she straddles you’re waist and sits perfectly in your lap. your cum drips out of her pussy, spills on to your thigh, and as hot as it is, for now you ignore it, settle for pressing comforting kisses against minji’s collarbone, her neck, then finally her forehead, your hands rubbing soothingly at her back. 

“my princess, you did so well… are you feeling okay?” you ask, pressing her head against your shoulder. 

“mmm,” she hums softly. a yes. “felt really nice… i’m sorry i kept you waiting again, but i really appreciated it…”

you laugh softly at that, shaking your head in response. “hey, don’t worry. sex can wait. i’m proud of you for finishing up your novel.”

she looks up at you then, her eyes sparkling wide with joy. “really?”

“of course!” you nod. “you know i’m your number one supporter. i’ll buy a hundred copies when it comes out.” 

she snorts at that, nose scrunching as she shakes her head and laughs playfully at you. “i’m still not giving you a spoiler just for saying that. you’ll have to wait to read the book, just like everyone else.” 

at that, you fake a sigh, pouting as your hands rub gently at her back. “not even a tiny one? even after i made you feel this good?” your words are emphasized with your fingers sliding  against her ass, just barely grazing against her pussy lips, still covered in wetness. she gasps softly, can’t help but to grind against your fingers in return, much to your enjoyment.

“asshole,” she huffs, rolling her eyes. “you’re gonna have to do much more than that if you’re really that desperate for a spoiler, oppa.”

playfully, you raise your brow at her. “hm… round two then?”

minji smiles mischievously in return. “thought you’d never ask.”

the check up.

itzy’s ryujin & yeji.

smut - gynecologist!au, threesome, oral, creampie, lapslock. 6598 words.

first time attempting to write a threesome. i got a little lazy at the end, so i apologize if it’s a bit rough. also, this probably isn’t the most accurate au, so i hope y’all don’t mind it too much. as always, enjoy.

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it’s been a while since a work day has felt this long. usually, they’d go by at a moderately quick pace, but today seems to be slower than usual, perhaps due to the lack of patients with appointments, or even walk ins, too.

when you check the clock, it’s almost 7, just a little longer until your shift is finally over. you consider clocking out a bit earlier than usually, but just then your receptionist enters your office to let you know that you have one more walk in for the day, just before you can begin packing your things for an early dismissal. it’s a bit frustrating, but it can’t be helped, so you set your belongings down on your desk and pick up your clipboard instead. it’s only one last exam anyways — by the time it’s complete, it’ll be time to go home anyways. 

straightening your back and smoothing our your white coat, you head just down the hall, walking towards your assigned room. just as you arrive, a nurse walks out, closing the door before she notices your presence, giving you a bright eyed smile and a polite bow to go with it. 

“ah, doctor!” she says, and when she stands straight, you get a chance to check out her name tag, too, despite already being familiar with her (the office is small, and you’re acquainted with most of them). hwang yeji. her eyes crease as she smiles, and you offer her one back in return. “i’ve just finished asking the patient all the basics. she should be undressing and ready for you in a moment.” 

“great,” you reply, and when she offers you the paperwork, you take it and clip it to your clipboard, then tuck it under your arm for the time being. yeji’s always been so competent at her work, and as your chaperone, you’re grateful that she’s also able to make your patients feel relaxed during an examination. it’s certainly a big help. “when we’re done here, i think we can go home for the night.” 

“great,” another voice chimes into your conversation, and when you look up, your receptionist has peeked around the corner too, her bag in hand and looking like she’s all ready to call it a day as well. “can i leave too, then, doctor?”

you let out a little sigh and rub your temples. of course she’d beat you at getting to go home early, though truthfully you don’t mind too much. with only the three of you left in the office, there isn’t any harm in sending her home 30 minutes early. 

“fine,” you laugh, shaking your head at her. “lock up when you leave, i’ll open it back up when it’s time for yeji and i to leave as well.” 

“gotcha,” she says in response before saluting you’re, turning on her heel to finally head home. “see you tomorrow!” 

you hear her footsteps down the hall, then finally the entrance slams shut. then you turn to yeji again, who’s got an amused look upon her face. you blink at her then, before letting out a confused chuckle. “what?”

“yeji shakes her head in reply. “nothing. let’s just finish up, yeah?”

she doesn’t wait for your reply, and before you can speak, she knocks on the door, rapping her knuckles gently against it. “miss shin, are you ready for the doctor to see you now?”

“yes!” you hear a voice answer from the other side of the door. yeji gives you a thumbs up then, and with her confirmation, you place you hand on the knob and twist it open, finally entering the room. yeji enters behind you, and shuts the door once you’re both inside.

sitting on the cushioned examination table is another female who looks to be around yeji’s age. she’s got short bleach blonde hair that just barely grazes her shoulders, and she’s clad in nothing but a blue paper dress, covering the front half of her body. she’s cute, you think, though you try to erase the thought from your mind — she’s a patient after all, and you have to remain professional.

“hello miss —“ you check your clipboard “shin ryujin, yes? nice to meet you, i’m your doctor for the day,” you say, extending your hand for her to shake. she smiles up at you before reciprocating the greeting.

“nice to meet you as well,” she hums, then brings her hand back, folding them both in her lap. “sorry i walked in so late — i’ve been busy all day and this time is the only time that worked for me.”

at her worry, you shake your head in response. “not a problem, you’ll just be our last patient for the day. yeji will stay and chaperone the examination, just to make sure you’re comfortable throughout, okay?” 

ryujin smiles before peeking over at yeji in the corner of the room. then she looks back at you and nods. “sounds perfect.” 

“great!” you say enthusiastically. “let’s go ahead and get started then. is there a particular reason for today’s exam?”

ryujin shakes her head, and her blonde locks tousle a bit as she does so. you also can’t help but to notice the way her lips curl a bit, as she gives her answer a bit of thought. cute, you think to yourself. “no reason,” ryujin finally responds. “just the annual checkup, that’s all.”

“i see,” you hum, and make sure to note that on your clipboard, scribbling it down on the corresponding line, then proceed with a follow up question. “in that case, are you sexually active?” again, ryujin responds visually before giving a verbal response too, nodding her head before reaffirming her actions with a firm yes. you note that as well, then move on to the next question.

you continue until your clipboard has been all filled out. if you’re being honest, you’re a bit surprised by how straightforward and confident ryujin had been in her responses. most patients were a bit shy, and rightfully so, yet ryujin’s easygoing personality had shocked you a bit. 

“okay,” you say, taking a deep breath before you hand your clipboard over to yeji. when she takes it, you roll up your sleeves before pulling a pair of latex gloves from the counter and slipping them on. then you take a seat in your rolling chair, leveled perfectly to meet the height of the examination table. ryujin watches your every move, and somehow, you feel a bit shy knowing that she has her eyes on you. 

“i’m going to start the examination now,” you tell her, rolling your chair so that you’re situated in front of ryujin. “i’m going to need you to scoot over to the very edge of the table — you can stop when you’re bottom reaches my hand.” 

“got it,” she hums, then does as she’s told. you place your hand at the edge of the table, and as ryujin scoots forward, the paper beneath her meant to keep the cushioned table sanitary crinkles a bit. she stops only when she reaches your hand, just as she’s been told.

“perfect,” you hum. “now, just place your feet up on these footrests, lay back, and i can begin the exam. i’ll start externally first, and check for anything unusual, okay?”

again, ryujin does as she’s told, and she spreads her legs slowly, resting her feet on either footrest. the paper dress she’s wearing barely keeps her covered, and with her legs spread, it rides up a bit, but still doesn’t give you a good enough view of what you need to see. carefully, you fold it up so that it rests on her abdomen before you begin. “i’m going to start now.” 

you work carefully, doing just as you’ve explained to ryujin what you would do. your fingers feel for anything that might be considered unusual, prodding gently at her soft, supple flesh. with two fingers, you poke at her inner thighs, and just above her pubic mound, everywhere you’ve been trained to examine. you can feel ryujin’s eyes on you, along with yeji’s, who closely watches you as you work. 

“okay, good, everything checks out okay,” you let her know, before rolling your chair over to grab a squeeze bottle of lubricant. opening the lid, you squeeze a bit on to your gloves fingers before shutting it closed, then setting it back down on the counter. with your other hand, you nudge her legs open a bit wider. “i’m going to check inside now, okay?”

ryujin breathes softly in response — not at all an unexpected reaction. it seems unprofessional to comfort her however, so you continue with the task at hand, placing one hand against her pubic mound before positioning your gelled digits at her entrance. carefully, you push the same two fingers inside of her. 

ryujin gasps, perhaps from the coolness of the gel, or just the feeling of your fingers inside of her, you’re not sure, but you decide not to dwell on it too much and proceed with your job, feeling for anything that might be out of place. it’s always been a bit of a struggle — you don’t want to make ryujin feel uncomfortable, but you’re simply being diligent in carrying out your job. “are you feeling okay?” you ask, making sure that you’re not hurting her at all.

“yeah,” she replies, voice sounding a bit choked up. as you push against a certain spot, she gasps a little, and you feel her walls tighten around your fingers. it’s a normal response, and normally you wouldn’t pay it any mind, but then ryujin moans, and you’re sent into a bit of a panic.

“sorry, i —“ you begin to apologize, slowly retracting your fingers, but before you can, ryujin shoots up abruptly, and a hand curls around your wrist before you can remove it from inside of her.

“don’t stop —“ she says suddenly, and her eyes look needy, desperate as they meet yours. “it feels good, doctor.” 

at that, you feel your heart sink to your stomach. you freeze, can barely move before you recall that yeji is in the room too. panicked, you turn to her, but she seems just as shocked, eyes wide as the flicker back and forth, looking over at you and then ryujin, you and then ryujin —

“please,” ryujin says then, but when you look back at her, she isn’t looking at you, but at yeji, as if to let her know that it’s okay, that she wants this. then she turns to you again, licking softly at her lips. “please keep going.” 

“i—“ you splutter one shock, shaking your head in response. “i can’t, ryujin. i’m your doctor, this is highly unprofessional, and yeji could report me for negligence. i’m sorry but —“

“yeji won’t mind either, right?” ryujin says, cocking her head curiously at the other woman in the room. her playful tone arouses you, and as you remember your fingers are still inside over her too, you feel your cock twitch slightly in your trousers. fuck. 

“um,” yeji stutters, scratching slight at her cheek. she looks like she doesn’t want to be dragged into this, but unfortunately, doesn’t have much of a choice, given her role. 

“nurse yeji,” ryujin smiles, and yeji meets her eyes. “come here.” 

you watch eagerly, anticipating what yeji will do. she hesitates for a moment, but eventually, with slow, careful steps, she walks to ryujin’s side. each of her movements are a bit timid, and are a heavy contrast to ryujin’s which are far more bold and confident. 

to capitalize on her behavior, ryujin reaches out for the collar of yeji’s pink scrubs before she pulls her in. you watch as their lips crash together, as yeji squeaks one surprise the second that ryujin’s lips meet hers.

the nurse seems frazzled, uncertain at first, but as ryujin starts to move her lips against hers, you can see her relaxing into her touch, the tension in her face disappearing as she reciprocated ryujin’s kisses. her hand comes up to cup at the blonde woman’s cheek, and you catch a peek of a pink tongue slicking against her lips — yeji moans softly in response.

you can’t believe this is happening in front of your very eyes. sure you knew your profession was a risky one, but you certainly never expected this, your chaperone nurse making out with your patient while your fingers are pushed inside of her. it’s so so wrong, you tell yourself, and just as you’re about to pull away again, ryujin tightens her grip on your wrist.

the patient breaks away from the kiss then, and a slight trail of spit lingers between their lips before it breaks, spilling upon her chin. ryujin cocks a brow at you, her gaze melting away what’s left of your resolve. “what are you waiting for, doctor? finger me.” 

it’s the final straw, and you’re just about to cave, but there’s still the slight worry that yeji might report this — as she should, you think, but right now, your dick is painfully hard, and wants nothing more to have this release, just this once. 

as if she can sense your hesitation, ryujin makes quick work of your coworker, tilting her chin towards her before using the same hand to push the sleeves of her gown down her shoulders, down her chest, until her soft, pale breasts are revealed. “you won’t say anything, miss yeji, right? after all, you’re mouth will be too full of my tits for you to spill anything. come on — don’t be shy.” she gives her breast a soft squeeze, and though yeji thinks about it for a second, she finally reaches out to cup gently at the patient’s breast, pinching her nipple between her fingers before finally lowering her mouth on it too. 

the sight of it, along with the soft moan ryujin releases is too much to bear, and finally, you’re giving in, allowing your gloved fingers to push deeper inside of ryujin’s pussy. it’s much different now, though, and as you begin to build a rhythm, you can feel ryujin’s legs trembling a bit, can hear her moans increase in volume as both you and yeji work on pleasuring her. thank god your receptionist had decided to head home early, you think to yourself.

you continue to finger ryujin, as yeji suckles her tits into her mouth. her tongue swirls in playful circles around her nipple every now and then, and the absolute look of bliss on ryujin’s face is ene ohhh to have you pushing into her a bit faster, just so you’re contributing even more. “fuck, yes,” ryujin groans, licking her lips as she leans back against the counter. “don’t fucking stop, your fingers feel so good inside my pussy..”

ryujin’s completely wet now, and mixed with the lubricant, her pussy makes an abundance of filthy squelching sounds as you fit a third finger inside of her. she twitches, but nonetheless expresses her gratitude with another loud moan. 

unable to resist, you lean down, let your tongue flick over her clit too. this has her back arching off of the table, pushing her breast towards yeji’s mouth, who’s begun to play with her other breast between her fingers too. you continue just like that, swiping your tongue over ryujin’s clit, drawing patterns upon it, but when your mind becomes too muddled, you’re not sure what you’re even drawing anymore, are just desperate to make the woman beneath you feel good as you eat her out.

“fuck—“ she curses again, squirming in her place. “i’m gonna cum, please let me cum all over your face, doctor.”

her pleads are so sweet and needy, but despite her “please,” you can tell that she’s the one still in charge of the situation at hand. yeji knows it too, and when she makes eye contact with you, she knows it’s a silent gesture for both of you to ruin her, give her the orgasm she’s craving and then more.

like that, you pump your fingers roughly into her cunt, suck upon her clit and leaving it wet with your saliva. yeji works her tits in a similar manner, tongue flat upon her nipple before sucking it between her lips, swirling around it. in no time, ryujin’s a shaking, moaning mess, her hips pushing down on to your fingers to feel even more inside of her. when she cums, it’s with a loud scream, her hips bucking uncontrollably as her juices cover your chin, coat your gloves fingers. you pull away from her clit to lap them up, and ryujin whines, sensitive as she rides out her orgasm.

“fuck —“ she cries softly, trying to close her legs, but they’re kept stretched by the leg rests. still, as she continues to squirm under your touch, you finally relent, pulling away and wiping your mouth dry. yeji stops too, pulls away from her tit with a soft pop before licking her lips. she’s a bit red from embarrassment, but she looks just as lustful as ryujin, perhaps even more so, since she has yet to orgasm.

once she finally has time to rest, ryujin takes a few moments to catch her breath, an arm thrown over her eyes before she peels it away, sights set on you as she sits up again. she pulls at your collar, and before you can even get a word out, she’s crashing her lips against yours.

she wastes no time, kisses you deeply, tongue sliding against yours, against your lips and running over your teeth. it’s so hot and it sends your brain short-circuiting, hands itching to touch. you settle for her waist, peeling away her blue gown before grasping at her soft skin, wondering if she can taste herself on your tongue.

when she finally pulls away, she pecks you’re lips once more before swiftly working at your clothes, effortless pushing off your coat first. you help her, shrugging it off your shoulders, and once that’s taken care of, she unbuttons you’re dress shirt too, quickly discarding it as well. 

satisfied with her work, ryujin smirks before she removes her legs from the rests and swings them over the edge of the table. her feet land lightly against the linoleum floors, and she walks behind you, a hand pressed up against your back as she urges you up and forward. “take your pants off and lie down.”

you swallow softly, and even if you wanted to say no, you couldn’t, find yourself standing and stripping off your shoes, pants and boxers, make sure to discard yours used gloves as well, until you’re left completely bare, both in front of ryujin and yeji, who’s still standing quietly in the corner and observing everything. finally, you sit down upon the table, lying back as ryujin had instructed.

“perfect,” she smiles, then moves across the room to grab the second rolling chair. she arranges the two beside each other before she beckons yeji over too, who comes to her side without hesitating. “you’ll help me make him feel good, right?” at that, yeji nods, and ryujin smiles devilishly. “good.” 

you watch as the two women sit side by side, seated perfectly between your legs. never would you have imagined this sight, your chaperone nurse of several months now and a new patient of yours, doing this in the middle of an exam. surprisingly, it’s yeji who makes the first move, letting her hand move softly up your inner thigh before finally wrapping around the base of your cock. you groan softly, biting your lip to keep from making any sounds.

ryujin soothes you, letting her hand rub against your thigh too as yeji works hers around the length of your cock. “don’t worry baby, we’ll make you feel really good, i promise. show him what you can do, yeji-ah.”

you make eye contact with yeji again, but it doesn’t last long, not as the nurse leans forward and let’s her tongue lap softly at the top of your cock. you shiver a bit, feeling yourself twitch in her hand. she seems satisfied with your reaction, then does it again, only to follow up with her mouth around the tip too. she gives a little suck, then pops her lips off, only to push your cock against your abdomen and kiss along the underside. 

“wow, yeji… have your been wanting to suck his cock for a while now?” ryujin teases, rubbing at the other’s shoulders. “don’t hold back. show him what you can do, hm?”

her words seem to instantly encourage yeji, as once she finishes laying her kisses, she sucks the tip again, then works her lips all the way down to the base. you’re surprised that she takes it all in before pulling away again, taking a few shallow breaths before returning to her job, bobbing her head up and down as she sucks you off.

it feels so good, and it’s even better to have such a pretty visual in front of you. yeji might still be fully clothed in her scrubs, but that’s okay, you think. you’re eager to rip them off of her the second you get the opportunity.

“good girl, yeji, you take his cock so well,” ryujin hums, the back of her hand resting against the older woman’s neck, gently forcing her to take more each time. yeji does, and surprisingly, she doesn’t gag, taking all of it like a champ. “ah, so pretty like this… i should join you, shouldn’t i? make him feel good too, right? what do you think, doctor?”

she turns to you, and instantly your eyes lock. you don’t even have a choice, and instantly, you’re nodding at ryujin’s suggestion. “fuck, yes please.”

content, ryujin leans in too, but with yeji’s mouth full of your dick, ryujin decides to work on your balls instead. she licks at the seam between them before giving each a tender kiss. then, she sucks lightly upon them, taking them into her mouth for a few second before releasing with a wet squelch. after a while, they switch, and yeji works at your scrotum instead, while ryujin’s mouth wraps needily around your shaft.

they’re both rather different in their execution. while yeji is neat and skilled, ryujin is a bit sloppy, but makes up for how eager and wet her blowjob is. by the time she’s pulling away, she has strings of spit and precum down her chin that yeji happily licks off before both women kiss along either side of your cock, meeting at the top before their mouths seal together.

they continue to tease you like that for a while, swirling their tongues around your tip and taking turns sucking your length into their mouths, and they only seem to stop when they feel your orgasm approaching, signaled by your more frequent moans and short breath, trembling legs that warn of what’s to come.

it’s ryujin who decides to not let you cum, instead pulls away before sitting up, turning to yeji and spinning her in her chair until she’s facing her. she gives her a quick kiss before reaching down and pulling her scrubs over her head, then makes quick work of her bra too. yeji’s breasts spill from them — they’re small but sizeable, and ryujin makes sure to show them a bit of love too, squeezing them softly in her hands to return yeji’s earlier favor. 

“actually, this was yeji’s idea,” ryujin blurts out suddenly, as her thumbs brush over said nurse’s nipples, making her moan out softly, before whining out her name in protest. 

“huh..?” you ask in confusion, blinking at the two women. 

“ah, you didn’t know?” ryujin says, turning to you again. she removes her hands from yeji’s tits and settles between your legs again, starts stroking your now fully erect cock in her hands at a torturously slow pace. “yeji unnie and i are friends actually… she keeps gushing to me about the hot doctor she chaperones at her work, but she’s always been too shy to do anything about it… i offered to be of service, so here we are…” 

you look over at yeji then, and based on the redness of her cheeks and how she refuses to make eye contact with you, you can easily gauge ryujin’s words as true. perhaps that’s why she’s allowed this to happen, never threatened to report him in the first place. “are you surprised?” ryujin asks, hand coming to a halt. you don’t respond, keep silent, despite her question. ryujin doesn’t care though, only seems to want to tease you even further. “why don’t you fuck her nicely to repay her, hm?”

“ryujin!” yeji says in protest, but ryujin remains unphased. she slides over to yeji again, and without warning, she lets her hand slip down the front of yeji’s pants, and as she rummages around, you get a good idea of what’s happening, especially as yeji’s mouth forms a small ‘o’ shape as she gasps in response.

“ah, she’s so wet doctor…” ryujin hums, her fingers still working at yeji’s crotch. you lick your lips, rising onto your forearms to get a better view. “i think she’s like to have your cock inside her slutty little pussy more than my fingers, don’t you think?” 

baffled, you only managed to stutter in reply. “i—“ 

“what about you, unnie? want his cock inside of you, hm?” ryujin asks, turning to yeji instead. her eyes are closed in pleasure as the blonde continues to finger her. “answer me.” 

finally, yeji nods, biting her lip to suppress a moan. “yes,” she breathes out. “god yes, i want it…” 

ryujin grins, then finally pulls her fingers free from her pants. she holds her hand up then, and you can see that her fingers are covered in yeji’s juices. ryujin looks up at you, then hovers over you, reaching out until her fingers are merely inches from your lips. “wanna taste her, doctor?”

you swallow hard, but in the end, you’re unable to resist, lean forward and take ryujin’s fingers into your mouth, giving a slight suck to better taste yeji. just like ryujin, she’s sweet, and you find yourself craving more, even as ryujin pulls her hand away. 

“come on now, unnie,” ryujin beckons, holding her hands out to the other. yeji’s takes them, and ryujin helps her up, before hooking her thumbs into her scrubs and pulling them down, along with her panties. finally left completely nude, ryujin smiles and pulls her close, wrapping her arms around the nurse and pressing a chaste kiss to her lips. “can i watch you ride him, hm? you’ve always told me you wanted to ride him on this exam table, show me just how you’d do it.”

it feels like you’re somehow eavesdropping on a conversation that’s not meant for you, yet neither woman seems to mind. in fact, yeji doesn’t even protest — she merely nods at ryujin’s words, and as ryujin sets her free, yeji sets her sights on you again, her eyes lidded with lust as she approaches the exam table.

“yeji…” you call out to her. it feels a little awkward, to be suddenly here like this with your nurse, both of you naked in your office with a third party too. admittedly, you had always found yeji attractive as well, dateable even, but too focused on your career, never decided to take initiative on the fact. you wonder if that had been a blessing in disguise however, one that led you here, as she finally mounted you, legs on either side on your hips and her pussy positioned just over your aching cock. 

“shh,” she bushes you, eyes still locked with yours. she takes this opportunity to feel you up too, running her hands up your chest, against your clavicles, the length of your neck. then finally, she reaches between your legs and takes your cock into her hands, rubbing the tip against her wet folds. ryujin had been right — she’s absolutely dripping. “it’s okay, right? for me to fuck you like this… i’ve been wanting it for so long.” 

your throat is so dry, that you find it hard to give a verbal response, but you nod anyways, give a croaked, “yes” to let her know that it’s more than alright. she grins at that, then leans down to peck your lips before sitting up again. you wish the kiss would last longer, but as she’s finally sinking down on to your cock, you forget all about it, find yourself moaning in sync with her as you’re finally joined together.

“fuck, you’re so big inside of me…” yeji whines, shoulders tense as she tries to get used to the stretch. it takes a moment before she’s finally moving a bit, hips slow at first, before finally picking up a little speed. you let her do all the work for now, not wanting to hurt her while she’s still finding her footing. 

“mmm, it feels so good,” she hums, throwing her head back as she bounces on your cock. when you look down, you can see where your length enters her, already so slick with her juices. “how do you like it? is my pussy nice and wet for you, baby?”

at her question, you nod, your hands finding her hips, because you’re certain if you don’t hold on to something, you’re going to go insane. yeji doesn’t seem to mind though. in fact, it only has her increasing her speed, rolling her hips each time she slams down on to your cock. “so tight and wet… fuck, yeji.” 

“mmm, i like it too,” she smiles, looking like a sly fox. it’s cute though, and your hips twitch a little, meeting each of her rolls with a slight thrust. “fuck me,” she whines, leaning down to press her chest against yours. you wrap your hands around her waist, and with her permission, you begin to fuck into her pussy at an unrelenting pace.

yeji moans louder then, the moans becoming screams that mix with the lewd squelching a slapping sounds that fill the office. it’s so hot and intoxicating however, and a part of you wishes you could have this forever, thinks it would be nice to fuck yeji over this counter every now and then. maybe you could make that a reality, you think.

for now though, you’re content fuckkng into her like this, using your feet to help push deeper inside of her. though there’s no one else in the office, you still think maybe she’s being too loud, and you decide to press your lips to hers, effectively silencing her a bit. she doesn’t seem to mind, and eagerly kisses you back. your tongues slide together, and you wonder if she’s wanted this too, to kiss you, and feel your warmth.

“mmm, baby,” she whines as she pulls away, brows knit together in pleasure. “baby, please i’m so close.” 

you nod at her words, and eager to make her cum, you start to fuck into her harder, hands with a bruising grip around her waist. yeji squeals, biting down on her lip and her toes curling as her orgasm nears. “fuck, right there—! fuck me, please, god, i’m cumming —“

for a moment, she stills, and as her pussy tightens incredibly around your cock, you know she’s finally cum. it’s enough to have you nearing your orgasm too, and as she rides you slowly, you finally erupt, release inside of yeji’s pussy. white paints over her tight walls as you release spurt after spurt inside of her, only slowing when you feel like you’ve finally emptied your entire load.

the two of you lie there, still, panting as you catch your breaths. it’s only when yeji pushes up a little to smile at you that you find the strength to smile back, hand rubbing comfortingly down her spine.

the moment is interrupted however, as another desperate crying breaks the silence. you both turn, and the sight you’re met with is enough to have your cock twitching back to life. “fuck!”

ryujin’s found another chair to sit in, this one stable and steady, unlike the rolling chair that was a bit unpredictable. she’s got her legs spread wide open, one hand rubbing furiously at her clit while the other pinches at a hard nipple. her face is contorted in pleasure, and by the way she suddenly goes stiff, then spasms in the next moment, you know she’s just came as well, pussy wet as she grinds down on her fingers.

it’s absolutely maddening, to know that she’s gotten off just on watching you and yeji fuck. she’s catching her breath, letting her legs drop to the floor before she looks up at you again, breathless, but still managing another cheeky smile. “that was hot,” she comments. “was it everything you’ve ever dreamed of, yeji-unnie?”

above you, yeji nods, carefully peeling her body away from yours. you find yourself missing her warmth, but you don’t complain. instead, you help balance her as she stands on her shaky legs. your cum drips out of her, sliding down her thighs, and in a teasing manner, you swipe a little up, earning a giggle from her. then you follow suit, swinging your legs off the counter to get up, start seeking out your clothes that have been scattered throughout the room.

“hey,” ryujin suddenly cuts in. “we’re not done yet.”

confused, you blink at her. “what?”

confidently, ryujin rises from her seat and paces towards you. she traces a finger down your chest, and says to you, “you still haven’t fucked me, yet. it’s not fair that yeji-unnie gets all the fun…”

“ryujin —“ yeji frowns, looking rather displeased at her suggestion, but she’s immediately silenced by the younger girl.

“ah —“ she warns, and yeji goes quiet. “lie down on the table,” she instructs. yeji contemplates for a moment, but after a warning look, she finally does as she’s told, crawling on to the table and lying on her back. she spreads her legs so naturally, and ryujin wastes no time in approaching her, smirking as she leans down and lets her fingers brush against yeji’s folds, still covered in your cum.

“you came so much in her, doctor,” ryujin says to you, pushing a finger inside of the older girl and earning a moan from her lips. “you’ll cum for me too, right?” 

just then, ryujin bends over the table, pushing her ass out towards you and giving it a little shake, as if you entice you. you’re already completely hard again, and with how yeji has been rendered helpless on the table by the younger woman once again, you decide that fuck it, on more orgasm wouldn’t hurt. 

immediately you position yourself behind ryujin. she gives you a pleased smile as your slap the length of your cock against one of her cheeks, smearing precum against it. “fuck me,” she says, grinding against you. “fuck me so hard, i can’t walk straight after this.”

unable to hold back anymore, you finally line yourself up with ryujin’s entrance, and with a groan, you thrust yourself inside of her. it’s a bit of a an easier fit than yeji, but she’s still tight nonetheless, still moans so sinfully as you  slide home.

“oh, shit, you’re so deep,” ryujin cries, biting her lip. “come on, don’t hold back on me. fuck me hard, baby.” 

she’s so demanding, yet you find that you can’t resist her one bit, and in no time, you’re fucking into her at a steady pace, just as she had wished. “fuck!” she moans, grinding her teeth together. “that’s right, just like that.. pound this little slut, fuck the shape of your cock inside of me..” 

“fuck, ryujin…” you groan, licking your lips as you hold her hips in place. this is so good, you think, so so fucking good…

“you’re so loud,” yeji comments above all the noise. “make yourself useful and eat unnie’s pussy, why don’t you?” she strokes ryujin’s cheek, and, too fucked out to deny her, ryujin sticks her tongue out, lapping at the length of yeji’s pussy. the older girl let’s out a satisfied moan, leans back against the table again as ryujin continues to eat her out, sucks on her clit and fucks her tongue inside her cunt. “mm, you like tasting his cum inside of me, don’t you? naughty slut.”

it’s a bit surprising, to hear yeji talk so dirty, but it only spurs you on even more. everything is so overwhelming, from her words, to ryujin’s pussy, and the gorgeous sight of watching ryujin eating her out. you just came, but already your second orgasm is starting to approach. 

“fuck,” yeji whines as ryujin continues to lick at her pussy, sloppy sounds mixing with the slap of your balls against the younger’s ass. “i’m almost there, just suck my clit just like that — yes! oh —!”

yeji is the first to cum, her hand finding its way into ryujin’s hair, tangling in it as she holds her face firm between her legs. she rides her orgasm out on her tongue, hips buckling as ryujin incessantly laps at her clit. she doesn’t let up for a while, even when yeji is crying out from the overstimulation. it’s only when she’s cumming around your cock too that you hear a muffled moan against her pussy, made louder as she pulls away to curse out loud. 

“fuck!” ryujin says as she cums. a few more thrusts, and you’re doing the same, moaning ryujin’s name as you release inside of her. your fingers grip tightly around her hips, as if you’re afraid you’ll fall the moment you let go. as you fill her with your cum, you press your forehead to her back, resting there for a while, even after you’ve emptied everything inside of her.

it’s silent for a while. you pull out of ryujin and sit on one of the rolling chairs, exhausted, and struggling to keep your balance. ryujin slumps on to the floor, and you can’t help but think that yeji is the luckiest, the most comfortable as she lies on the cushioned table. “that was…” she begins, but never finishes.

“yeah,” you agree, and ryujin chuckles softly. she finds her footing after a whole, gathering her clothes and starts to dress herself again, while you and yeji still don’t have the strength to move. 

“this won’t get out, i promise,” she says, snapping her panties against her skin. “yeji and i planned this, so nothing should ever leave this room.” 

“good,” you breathed out, relieved to know that this wouldn’t affect your career in anyway. you look over at yeji, and find she’s already looking at you, too. you offer her a smile, and immediately she smiles back at you. 

“you’re welcome,” ryujin laughs, gathering the last of her things and already heading towards the door. “if you really want to thank me though, you should definitely ask yeji-unnie out on a date after this. see you around, doc.” she offers you a playful wink and a little salute before she’s out the door, closing it shut behind her. 

yeji looks at you then, and let’s out a soft chuckle.

“so, who’s gonna tell her the door is locked?”

you laugh softly, finally getting up from your seat. 

“she’ll be back in a minute.”