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Minhee knew her sundress had the desired effect on Jisu the second she opened her front door. 

Her girlfriend’s bright, gummy smile twitched and faltered before her mouth fell and hung agape, doe eyes immediately dropping to Minhee’s full chest. She blinked a few times before she physically shook her head to snap herself out of her trance and plastered that bright smile back onto her heart-shaped lips. 

“Happy Birthday, baby!” Jisu exclaimed, reaching an arm out to wrap around Minhee’s waist and pull her closer. Minhee smirked to herself as Jisu pressed a kiss to her cheek, a whisper of “you look so fucking beautiful,” in her ear. 

“And where’s my present?” Minhee asked once Jisu pulled back, revealing herself to be completely empty-handed. Instead of miraculously pulling a beautifully wrapped present out of God knows where, Jisu allowed her eyes to trail down Minhee’s figure and back up again, those wide brown eyes sharpening in a way that made Minhee tingle. 

“I’ll give it to you later,” Jisu answered, just as Chaebin and Hyunjin burst their way through Minhee’s front door, bottles of prosecco held high above their heads as they chanted, “Minhee! Minhee! Minhee!” 

Minhee had arranged a small get-together with her friends for her birthday - Soju and food aplenty. They’d all come within minutes of the designated time frame (likely Chris’ influence), bearing gifts, alcohol, and sweets. 

The night was fun and went by quickly. They all gorged themselves on takeaway pizza and a small carrot cake Lixie had made. They drank bottle after bottle of wine and soju and reminisced on their school days, Minnie using the time to recount at least one embarrassing memory for each person. By 11 pm, Jeongin and Chaebin were using powder brushes as microphones as they loudly serenaded the group. Hyunjin had to leave halfway through due to fear of almost wetting herself from laughing so hard. 

Despite all the laughter and fun, though, Minhee had one major objective on her mind for the night - to drive Jisu crazy. She made sure her cleavage spilled prettily from the top of her neckline as she leaned in for a slice of pizza. She sat on the sofa with her legs to the side, the short fabric of her pink, floral sundress barely covering the white lacy thong she was wearing beneath it. She pushed her long, blonde hair behind her back as she laughed, revealing the place where her neck met her shoulder - Jisu’s favourite place to mark. 

And Jisu’s unnatural quietness throughout the night showed Minhee she had succeeded in her mission. 

By 1 am, Lixie and Hyunjin were considerably drunk and were ushered home by their respective, considerably less drunk, girlfriends. Minnie and Jeongin quickly followed suit, stating they both needed to be up early to try a new cafe that had opened in town together (that Minnie would then shamelessly blog about, ripping them to shreds if their croissants weren’t the perfect ratio of soft and flakey). 

Minhee had barely locked the front door behind the two girls when she was unceremoniously spun around and shoved hard against it, Jisu’s hot and eager lips against her own. 

Minhee gasped at the feeling of the cold, solid door against her back, but quickly fell into the kiss, hands already reaching for Jisu’s short, wavy hair. 

“You,” Jisu started between open-mouthed kisses, her voice already low and gravely. Minhee felt a whimper rise up her throat at the sound. “Have been driving me crazy,” she continued, a flick of her tongue against Minhee’s bottom lip. “All night.” 

Jisu did not let Minhee respond or attempt to defend herself (not that she even could), but merely continued her onslaught of harsh kisses. Her fingers left burn marks as they trailed down Minhee’s skin with featherlight touches before harshly clamping around one of her thick thighs and pulling it upwards. Minhee inhaled sharply at the sudden movement and tightness of Jisu’s grip, before exhaling in a broken moan as her crotch pressed just above Jisu’s belt. She could feel herself getting wet already, a harsh throbbing radiating in her groin as she ground against Jisu’s flat stomach. 

Eventually, Jisu broke the kiss, the slick sound of lips parting resonating through the otherwise silent room, to leave open-mouthed kisses against Minhee’s neck. 

Minhee didn’t know at what point she began panting, but she could feel her breath coming out harsh and fast, her grip tightening in Jisu’s hair as her girlfriend bit, sucked, and ran her tongue over her neck, shoulder, and collar bone. She could feel from the slight pain that she was going to be covered in little bruises the next morning, but that was tomorrow Minhee’s problem. Right now, she was thinking more along the lines of how soon she could get Jisu to touch her rapidly swelling clit. 

Minhee didn’t realise how harshly she was rolling her hips against Jisu’s lower stomach until her leg was dropped back to the floor. She whined petulantly at the loss of the sweet pressure, but was quickly shut up by Jisu’s long fingers straying back up her body to cup and squeeze her breast. 

Minhee couldn’t help the loud groan that escaped her at the feeling, her head falling back and banging against the door. Her nipples were always particularly sensitive, and coupled with the white lacy bralette she had put on underneath, each squeeze and stray brush of a finger had her shivering and bearing down against nothing. 

“Jisu,” Minhee breathed out around a moan. “Jisu, please.” Minhee wasn’t even sure what she was begging for, but knew Jisu already knew the answer. 

Immediately, she raised her head from where she was buried in Minhee’s neck and stared up at Minhee with wide eyes. Her pupils completely swallowed the usual chocolate brown of her irises, her cheeks were flushed bright red, and her lips were swollen and slick with spit. Minhee bit her lip as she took in the already disheveled state of her girlfriend, before whispering once more: “Please.” 

Jisu wasted no time in dropping to her knees, never once breaking eye contact with Minhee. Minhee could feel herself getting wetter and wetter in anticipation as she watched Jisu fling one of her legs over her shoulder and press featherlight kisses to the soft flesh of Minhee’s inner thigh. The change in tone shocked Minhee briefly, but she welcomed it happily, sighing as her girlfriends’ lips dragged closer and closer to where she needed her.

Jisu stopped only once she got to the edge of Minhee’s panty line, nuzzling into the fold between her thigh and stomach, and used a free hand to push up the skirt of Minhee’s sundress. 

“Hold this,” Jisu commanded, voice low. Minhee took her skirt in two eager hands and lifted to reveal her soft tummy and the white, lacy thong she’d spent ages choosing. Minhee could see the way her girlfriends’ eyes lit up at the reveal, her hand reaching up to brush against the scalloped edge of her underwear. “This is very pretty,” she whispered so quietly that perhaps she hadn’t even meant to say it aloud at all. 

“Thank you,” Minhee replied smugly, her grip on her sundress tightening. “Now if you don’t get your mouth on me in the next five seconds, I’m going to-“ Minhee’s threats were cut off by a thumb hooking under her thong and pushing it to the side, Jisu’s hot tongue running a thick strip up her vagina. 

Instantly, her knees went weak, but Jisu’s hands were already on her hips and pushing her against the door before she could collapse into one steaming, horny puddle. 

Jisu spent her time on her, running her tongue up and down between her folds, alternating between featherlight brushes and harsh strokes. She was purposefully avoiding Minhee’s clit, and yet every touch had Minhee’s nerves aflame. She didn’t quite know what to do, her hands clenched in a white knuckle grip around her skirt as she unconsciously rocked against Jisu’s tongue. She was letting out obscene little noises, that she was sure of, but they sounded so far away. All she could focus on was the feel of Jisu’s mouth on her, and the red-hot touch of her fingertips pinning her in place. 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” Minhee let out in a rush as Jisu finally allowed her tongue to flick lightly over where she needed her most. Minhee was on fire, the smallest touch alone sending shockwaves through her body, and left her mind feeling fuzzy. 

Just as Minhee thought Jisu was finally going to give her clit the attention it deserved, her girlfriend spread her legs so she was closer to the floor, the thumb pushing Minhee’s panties to the side travelling further down. She didn’t pause for a second, her lips trailing downwards and stopping to suckle at Minhee’s entrance, two thumbs holding her open. 

Minhee’s responding moan was loud, wanton, and accompanied by the slick sound of Jisu’s tongue slowly entering her. She found herself whimpering as Jisu leisurely fucked her with her tongue, Minhee attempting to meet each thrust by grinding her hips downward. The sounds were obscene, Minhee’s wetness and Jisu’s saliva mixing and squelching with every move of Jisu’s tongue and lips. She was panting against Minhee’s entrance, each hot breath adding to the pleasure. 

As Jisu delved her velvet tongue further, wiggling slightly to lave at Minhee’s walls, Minhee looked down at her girlfriend. She couldn’t see an awful lot of her face past her shaggy haircut, but did see from the telltale crease on her forehead and upturn of her brows that she was very much enjoying herself. She was positioned on her knees with her legs spread wide, her own crotch almost touching the hardwood floor, hips twitching as she attempted to grind against nothing but her own baggy jeans. The view alone had Minhee creeping closer to the edge much quicker than she wanted. 

Jisu’s ministrations alternated between plunging her tongue into Minhee’s heat and dragging her lips back up to suckle gently at her clit. Minhee could only imagine how plush and slick Jisu’s rosy lips were against her, swollen from use. 

Each time Jisu finally paid attention to Minhee’s clit, her body begged for more. She was frantically pushing down against Jisu’s face, trying to get her to suck harder, and her leg twitched from where it was still carelessly thrown over Jisu’s shoulder in an attempt to spread them wider. It was frustrating, the way she would get so close to what she wanted but would be slammed back down as Jisu’s lips eventually migrated back towards her entrance. 

With a whine of annoyance, Minhee lifted her skirt even further and stuffed the fabric into her mouth. With one now free hand, she lifted her leg off Jisu’s shoulder to spread herself wider (thank god she was a dancer). The other fisted into Jisu’s hair and tugged her back harshly. 

Jisu looked up at Minhee with hooded eyes, panting so harshly that Minhee could see the way her chest rose and fell with every breath. The lower half of her face was shining under the shitty hallway lighting, her lips a deep red. Her eyebrows were still upturned, as if she was begging Minhee to let her continue with her work, and who was Minhee to deny such a request? 

With a cock of her eyebrow, Minhee shoved Jisu back down, making sure to push forward so that Jisu’s lips fell exactly where she wanted her. Luckily, this time, Jisu got the hint. 

She wasted no time in worshiping Minhee’s clit the way she needed her to - heavy strokes of her tongue, followed by fast flicks and sucks. Each motion punched a moan out of Minhee that was barely muffled by the fabric in her mouth. She was drooling, the light pink flowers turning dark from her saliva, but she couldn’t help it. The way she was spread, bearing herself fully to Jisu, had every feeling enhanced tenfold. 

Minhee had always been sensitive - everywhere - but Jisu’s previous tactic of fucking her with her tongue had Minhee’s clit hot and swollen. Jisu switched between making her tongue both soft and hard, the perfect combination that had heat coiling in the bottom of Minhee’s stomach hard and fast. 

“Jisu,” Minhee moaned around the fabric. “’m getting close.” Minhee’s words were practically slurred and didn’t seem to faze Jisu at all. She continued her onslaught, and Minhee could feel wetness begin to roll down her inner thigh - whether her own or from the saliva dripping from Jisu’s mouth, she wasn’t sure.

Minhee’s moans got louder and higher in pitch the closer she got, breathing coming out in harsh pants as she ground herself against Jisu’s face. The coil in her stomach continued to tighten at a rapid speed, matching the flicks of Jisu’s tongue against her. She could feel her toes curling, her brain and vision a mere blur - she was so, so close. “Jisu, I’m-“

And Jisu stopped. 

Minhee’s dress fell from her mouth as she gaped in shock, fluttering down to cover where Jisu had just been. Now, however, Jisu was leaning back on her heels and crudely wiping at her wet mouth with the back of her hand. 

“I-wha-“ Minhee spluttered, mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. Jisu got up from where she had been kneeling on the floor before she looked at Minhee, an innocent smile gracing her lips. 

“Bedroom,” was all she replied, voice unintentionally deep, before she turned around and strolled casually towards the direction of Minhee’s bedroom. 

It took a second for the word to register past Minhee’s horny, foggy brain, but once it did, she was scrambling to follow her girlfriend. The throbbing between her legs eventually slowed as her heartbeat picked up in anticipation, a shiver running down her spine as images of what Jisu could possibly do to her next flashed through her mind. 

When she rounded the corner into her bedroom, Jisu was in the process of tugging off her tank top, flannel overshirt already long abandoned on Minhee’s carpeted floor. Minhee flashed an excited grin before she, too, pulled off her sundress, revealing her white lace matching bralette. 

Minhee could feel Jisu’s piercing gaze as she crawled her way onto the bed, lying down in the centre and spreading her legs wide in an obvious invitation - one that Jisu accepted without hesitation. 

Jisu’s mouth was on her once more the second she positioned herself in between Minhee’s legs, somehow making Minhee feel small as she loomed over her. 

Minhee sighed into the kiss as their tongues brushed against each other, revelling in the feeling of Jisu’s naked breasts pressed against her own. The warm metal of Jisu’s piercings caught lightly against Minhee’s lace bra, tugging at her nipple and causing Jisu to let out these quiet whimpers that had the throbbing between Minhee’s legs returning with force. 

Minhee let her hands wander against the soft skin of her girlfriend’s back, blunt nails lightly scratching along her shoulder blades. It was then that she noticed her hips were once again rocking against nothing, and she dragged one of her hands down to grab at Jisu’s ass and push her down against her. 

With a gasp, Minhee broke from the kiss and stared up at Jisu in silent question. In place of what should have just been Jisu’s scratchy denim was something hard and solid, and despite the confusion, Minhee couldn’t help the shot of pleasure that ran through her as it rested perfectly against her clit. 

“Jisu?” Minhee eventually said in lieu of a proper question. Jisu responded by bashfully smiling down at where they were pressed together, rocking forward ever so slightly in a way that pressed the solid object harder against Minhee’s heat. Her responding breath was broken and stuttered. 

“Happy birthday,” Jisu replied. When Minhee continued to stare up at her in confusion, Jisu rolled her eyes in endearment before balancing herself on one arm to bring Minhee’s hand to her belt buckle. 

Not one to mess around, Minhee got to work straight away. Her fingers shook as she unbuckled the leather belt before she popped open the button of her jeans. She looked back up at Jisu once, receiving a simple nod of her head in return, before she slowly pulled down the zipper. 

Minhee always loved undoing Jisu’s jeans. She loved letting her eyes follow the natural line of her happy trail to where her boxers were. Usually, she would slide them off before fingering her just the way she liked it. Except now, Jisu wasn’t just wearing boxers - a black harness was accompanying them. 

Minhee felt her breath stutter as she realised just what was pressing against her, and she hastily pulled Jisu’s jeans open further to pull out the object. 

It was thick in her hands, thicker than any of the dildos they’d used on each other before. It was long too, around six inches, and Minhee felt her mouth begin to water as she imagined it hitting her spot over and over again. 

“Fuck,” Minhee breathed as she watched her hand wrap around the circumference of the dildo, her fingertips barely brushing. Very thick indeed. 

“You like your present, baby?” Jisu whispered, soft eyes following Minhee’s every move. Minhee hummed with a nod, fixated as she dragged her hand slowly up the shaft of the dildo, Jisu gasping as if she could actually feel the movement. 

“Lube?” Minhee suddenly asked, already reaching out towards their bedside table so she could get Jisu inside her as quickly as possible. She was definitely wet enough, but she knew Jisu liked sex to be messy. 

Her fingers were just hooking around the drawer handle when Jisu reached out and clamped a hand around Minhee’s wrist. She was speaking before Minhee could ask what was wrong, a low rumble that was only loud enough to be heard in the small space between them: “I’m sure you can think of a better way to get my dick wet.” 

Minhee was stunned into stillness at Jisu’s statement, breath and heart rate speeding up once more at the excitement of what it entailed. Within seconds, Minhee was using her strong thighs to flip them over and landed so she was sat primly in Jisu’s lap. Jisu, in turn, looked up at her as if she were revering a Goddess, her large doe eyes shining with equal parts love and lust. 

With a smirk, Minhee shimmied her way down Jisu’s body - stopping now and again to kiss at her naked torso, flick a tongue over a pert, pierced nipple, nip at her naval. Jisu was already squirming underneath her, and Minhee could imagine that her boxers were damp and sticky beneath her jeans. 

When Minhee reached Jisu’s crotch, she spared a glance up at her girlfriend and saw the way she was breathing heavily through her nose, already so worked up. Minhee knew she looked good in this position, on her elbow and knees, and she made sure she arched her back just the way Jisu liked it. She even gave her ass a playful little wiggle before she let her lips fall to the dildo, and the sharp intake of breath that sounded above her gave her all the confidence she needed. 

With one hand, Minhee cupped the back of the dildo and pressed open-mouthed kisses along the underside of it, stopping only when she reached the tip. This specific dildo was more realistic than the ones they’d used before (despite being purple), so Minhee let the tip slip into her mouth. The thickness of it meant her small mouth was slightly straining around it, but that only got Minhee more excited at the idea of it eventually stretching her open. 

She allowed saliva to pool slightly in her mouth before she braved taking more of the dildo into it.  It spilled out around the edges of her mouth as she pushed further down, bobbing her head slightly as she took more of it in her mouth. It wasn’t long before she felt the dildo reach the back of her throat, and she closed her eyes and breathed deeply through her nose to stop herself from choking on it. 

Above her, Jisu was babbling praise after praise: “You’re doing so well, baby”, “Your mouth looks so pretty stretched around my cock”, “Your ass looks so beautiful in that thong, would you let me fuck you from behind?” Each sentence gave Minhee more confidence to continue, her mouth and throat slowly getting used to the intrusion. 

Minhee bobbed her head with purpose, the saliva pooling out of her mouth and onto the dildo, making slick, squelchy sounds with every movement. She felt dizzy with how badly she wanted it inside her, but couldn’t seem to bring herself to take her mouth off the dildo. The noises Jisu was making, as if she could truly feel the heat of Minhee’s mouth, were intoxicating. 

Eventually though, Minhee did pull off to take a gulp of air, but continued to lazily kiss around the shaft, dragging the wetness around with her spit-slicked lips. 

“I think that’s enough now, baby,” Jisu whispered as she hooked a finger under Minhee’s chin to bring her away from the dildo. Minhee’s eyes felt glazed over, and she rapidly blinked to help them come back into focus. When they did, she was looking up at Jisu’s flushed face, already looking fucked out despite barely being touched. The whimper that rose up Minhee’s throat was loud and unintentional. 

“Please fuck me, Jisu,” Minhee let out in a rush, already climbing up to straddle her girlfriend. “Please, I need it so bad.” 

Jisu’s eyes widened in shock at Minhee’s words, for she rarely begged. Usually, she would maneuver and instruct Jisu on exactly what she wanted, but today was clearly different. 

With a whispered “Fuck,” Jisu carefully moved Minhee so that she was on her back, legs spread as she knelt between them. Warm fingers travelled lightly up Minhee’s thigh before hooking around the elastic waistband of her thong and pulled it off in one fluid motion. 

The chill in the room hit Minhee the second her panties were off, her wetness cold against her body. Before she had time to shiver, however, Jisu was lying her body weight back on top of her, her naked tummy like fire against her own. 

“I want this off too,” Jisu murmured against Minhee’s lips, fingertips pushing her bralette straps and letting them fall down her arms. With some effort, Minhee arched her back to allow Jisu to unclasp the hooks before Jisu slid the rest of the bralette fully off Minhee’s body. Completely naked and vulnerable, Minhee watched as Jisu drank her in with her eyes. They flickered everywhere they could, taking in Minhee’s puffy, pink nipples surrounded by her full, soft breasts, the stretch marks along her lower tummy, the wetness making the skin around her vagina glisten, her full thighs trembling in anticipation. 

Jisu was just about to pull her own jeans down to somewhat match Minhee’s level of nudity when one of Minhee’s hands reached out to grab hers. 

“Leave them on,” Minhee said, eyes trained on the dildo peaking out between the open zip of Jisu’s jeans. “It’s hot.” 

Jisu let out a huff of a laugh in disbelief, but complied anyway, reaching instead to push one of Minhee’s legs slightly against her chest. The other hand grabbed the shaft of the slick dildo, steadying it as she prepared to line herself up. 

“Ready?” Jisu asked, the tip of the dildo nudging lightly against Minhee’s dripping entrance. Minhee nodded her head frantically in consent, words failing her as she bit her lip in preparation. 

Slowly, Jisu pushed the dildo into Minhee’s heat, the width of the head already stretching her out more than she expected. Minhee felt immediately breathless, the sensation so new and different. She felt blood rushing in her ears and her mouth drop open on its own volition, soft little moans spilling from it as Jisu pushed in further. 

It felt like forever before the tip finally popped in, and Jisu stopped to allow Minhee to adjust to the feeling, but it wasn’t long before Minhee was whining and urging Jisu in deeper. Each centimetre felt like an inch, the stretch and depth of it overwhelming Minhee in the most delicious way. 

When Minhee had taken roughly half of the dildo, Jisu began to subtly rock her hips backward and forward, the dildo sliding in further with every thrust. Even though the movement was minute, Minhee felt it reverberate throughout her entire being, shockwaves of pleasure rocketing through her veins and fizzing at her fingertips. She pathetically pawed at Jisu’s shoulders, needing something to grab onto. 

Before long, Jisu was pushing the last of the dildo into Minhee, panting as if she could feel Minhee clenching around her. Minhee was dizzy, noises that sounded far away but were actually falling straight from her own lips filling the stuffy air. 

“You okay, baby?” Jisu asked in a whisper, thumb stroking the underside of Minhee’s thigh from where she was keeping it pressed upwards. She’d even moved from leaning on her hand to leaning on her forearm so she could reach out a finger to tuck away a sweaty hair on Minhee’s forehead. 

“Yeah,” Minhee breathed, every part of her feeling so full it was like she could feel the dildo in her throat. Experimentally, she rolled her hips down and felt the dildo rub against the tightness of her walls, a whimper spilling from her lips. “Baby, please move.” 

With a stuttered breath, Jisu did just that, pulling out only slightly, but the squeeze against her shoulder showed her that was not quite enough. Instead, she pulled out so only the first half of the dildo remained, snapping her hips forward sharply, and Minhee’s answering moan sounded like it had been punched out of her. With a self-satisfied smirk, Jisu continued. 

Each thrust had Minhee feeling like she was being split open, the speed of them not allowing her to acclimate to the new feeling. Jisu was pulling out further and further until only the tip remained before the dildo was pushed back inside Minhee with fervour. But it wasn’t enough, Minhee needed her deeper. 

Minhee’s hands fell from their position on Jisu’s shoulders to grab behind her own knees, pulling them up so they were almost flush with her shoulders. Jisu fumbled slightly at the change in position, but planted her hands solidly beside Minhee’s head and continued plowing into her. 

This position had the dildo slipping even further into Minhee, the tip of it hitting something inside her that had her arching off the bed with a shout. 

“Fu-uck,” Minhee hiccuped around a sob, tears welling up in her eyes from the pleasure. She’d never felt anything like it before, each thrust feeling like all she would ever know after this was Jisu and her dick. 

“Feel good, baby?” Jisu asked roughly, her voice strained in exertion as she continued the relentless pounding of her hips. Minhee could only nod dumbly, her mouth being used only to let out obscene moans and whispers. “Fuck look how gorgeous you are, you take me so well.” The praise made Minhee let out a high keen, pushing down to meet Jisu’s thrusts to show her just how well she could take it. “Such a pretty pussy stretched around me.” Both Jisu and Minhee’s gazes dropped to where they were connected and watched the way the dildo disappeared into Minhee’s entrance. She was truly stretched, the flesh around her entrance reddened and moist, but it only made an additional thrill of pleasure shoot up Minhee’s spine. 

“So big,” Minhee slurred as she watched, before she trailed her gaze up to meet Jisu’s blown-out eyes. “Fill me up so good.” Jisu let out a broken moan at that, hips stuttering for a second as a wave of white hot pleasure shot through her own body. The words seemed to rile her up even more, and she pulled herself up so she was resting only on her knees and pushed Minhee’s hands away to grip the back of her thighs and spread them open even wider. 

With this position, Jisu was able to thrust into Minhee even harder, her hips now pistoning forward at such a speed that Minhee wasn’t sure she was even pulling out. The tip of the dildo was relentlessly brushing against Minhee’s spot, the pleasure feeling like it was getting more and more intense and was never going to crescendo. 

With Jisu now in control of keeping Minhee’s legs open, Minhee’s hands lay uselessly beside her head. In her overwhelm, she had attempted to grapple with the headboard but was met with only smooth wood and not bars to grab and hold onto for dear life. The headboard itself was banging against the wall, accompanied by loud creaks of the bed slats. 

“Fuck Minhee, your tits,” Jisu whispered, pushing forward with a particularly strong thrust on the last word. Somehow, Minhee found the energy and coherence to look down and saw the way her breasts moved with every thrust. Minhee’s breasts had always been big, and she was very proud of them, so she agreed that they looked good bouncing up and down as Jisu fucked her. 

Before she even registered what she was doing, Minhee was shoving two of her fingers into her open mouth and sucking on them quickly. She maintained eye contact as she slipped a tongue between the two of them, working in a figure of eight to cover both digits in her saliva. When adequately wet enough, she removed them from her mouth, a string of spit connecting her fingertips to her rosy lips. Jisu let a tongue run over hers in response. 

Minhee took her wet fingers and brought them down towards one of her nipples, rolling the bud between them. Her mouth fell open wider at the contact, eyebrows pulling tight and upturned, back arching and subsequently pulling Jisu in further. The feeling was intoxicating; she found herself pinching and grabbing her nipple with wild abandon, chasing the throbbing it caused in her clit. In a trance, she shoved three of the fingers on her opposite hand in her mouth, laving at them hard and fast as she continued to stimulate her other nipple. 

“Holy shit, I’ve never seen you like this,” Jisu exclaimed, voice tinged with both excitement and wonder. Minhee could only moan around her fingers before she was cupping and squeezing both her breasts in her hands, pinching at the nipple. 

“Feels so good,” Minhee panted out, the tears from earlier beginning to roll down the side of her face and onto the pillow below her. The mascara and eyeliner she had dutifully put on for her birthday party were completely ruined. “F-Fuck me so good.” 

Jisu’s pace never faltered, and once again, Minhee could feel the whisper of that coil begin to tighten in her lower stomach. 

She wondered if she could cum just from this, the pistoning of Jisu’s hips against her spot and her own hands playing with her nipples, but the feeling was starting to get a bit too overwhelming for her to find out. The crescendo was just slightly out of her grasp, and she was choking on the intensity of the pleasure. 

“Need, need,” Minhee babbled, using one of her hands to reach out blindly towards the bedside table where they kept their toys. “Need,” She said again, pathetically groping at the drawer. 

Vaguely, Minhee felt Jisu remove one hand from one of her legs and reach behind herself, before something was being pushed into Minhee’s grip. She blinked her watery eyes down at it, finding one of her small lipstick vibrators buzzing quietly in her hand. 

Instantly, she was reaching her hand down and pressing the vibrating object to her clit, relief flooding her senses at the familiar intense pleasure cutting through the overwhelming one. She continued to pinch and squeeze her nipple with one hand, the other clicking the vibrator frantically to raise the frequency and press it as hard into her clit as she could. 

Impossibly, Jisu’s pace picked up, and Minhee found herself letting out loud, high-pitched moans, almost screams, at every thrust. The angle continued to hit the sweet spot inside her, the white hot sparks of pleasure surging through her, accompanied by the steady, syrupy ecstasy coming from her clit. 

When the crescendo hit, it was unexpected. One second she was climbing and climbing, each moan getting louder, each thrust sharper, each nipple pinch harder, and then it felt like she was snapping. She couldn’t quite hear herself, but could feel that the string of moans she let out were her loudest yet. The pleasure she felt reached an intensity she had never experienced before, pulling her under completely like a drug, and leaving her twitching and panting in its wake. 

The vibrator was still buzzing in its place hard against Minhee’s clit when she eventually came down to earth, and she couldn’t stop the tremors and gasps at the oversensitivity before she turned it off and threw it across the bed. She laid an arm over her eyes, her face hot to the touch as her breathing slowly returned to normal. 

Slowly, Jisu pulled the dildo out of Minhee. She winced slightly at the feeling, cringing as the hooded tip caught inside her before it came out fully, and a small gush of wetness spilled out of her, dripping down towards the bedsheets. 

Just as slowly, Jisu lowered Minhee’s shaking legs so that they were resting against the soft mattress, and Minhee could already tell they were going to be sore tomorrow. 

“How was that, baby?” Jisu asked softly, resting on her elbows once more and scratching at Minhee’s scalp. Minhee simply let her arm drop so that she could glare at Jisu. 

“I think that just killed me,” Minhee responded, voice gravelly due to the volume of her moans. “Like, I think I’m dead.” 

Jisu shot Minhee a devastatingly cute gummy smile in response, smoothing the hair away from Minhee’s forehead. “So I did good then,” She stated matter-of-factly. Minhee let her eyes slip closed as she nodded. 

They stayed like that for a few minutes, Minhee breathing slowly with her eyes shut as she let herself come back to her body, revelling in the little thrums of pleasure that continued to shake through her, and Jisu delicately dragging a finger across Minhee’s features in wonder. 

“Alright, your turn,” Minhee said, breaking the silence. Jisu’s fingers stopped as she looked down at Minhee in shock and confusion. 

“Wha-“ Jisu started, but was cut off by Minhee. 

“Obviously I’m in no fit state to fuck you right now,” Minhee started, gesturing down at her still twitching body with her chin. “But I need to get you off.” Minhee met Jisu’s eyes as she said that, wanting her to see how earnestly she meant it. “So sit on my face,” Minhee concluded with a nod. 

Jisu continued to look at Minhee, eyes tracing her features to make sure that was definitely what she wanted, before she nodded once and climbed off the bed. 

Jisu’s baggy jeans dropped to the floor with only the lightest push, and she stepped out of them as she began to loosen the harness. That too followed suit as it fell unceremoniously to the floor, and finally Minhee could see how Jisu’s own wetness had turned her sage green boxers darker. She finally peeled those off too, and was left to stand naked at the side of Minhee’s bed. Minhee let her eyes wander and fully take in the beauty of her girlfriend - her broad shoulders that led to the lean muscles of her arms, the tattoos on her chest and along the side of her tiny waist and hip, her small breasts that glinted with her piercings, the happy trail that led to a full bush. She was so beautiful, and she was all Minhee’s. 

With a timid smile, Jisu climbed back on the bed and positioned her knees so she was hovering just above Minhee’s chest. “Are you sure?” Jisu asked once more, and Minhee merely tucked her long hair away underneath her head and nodded. Before Jisu could move herself, both of Minhee’s arms were reaching up to wrap around the back of Jisu’s thighs to urge her forward, and Jisu was not one to turn down such a request. 

As Jisu shuffled forward, Minhee could see just how wet she was, her vagina glistening and dripping with want. And to think she was going to turn down the opportunity to cum. 

Minhee could smell Jisu’s musk as she positioned herself directly above Minhee’s head, a heady scent that filled her nostrils and her mind, and Minhee couldn’t help but lick her lips as she caught sight of Jisu’s swollen clit, made more so by her glimmering VCH piercing. 

Jisu looked down at Minhee from where she was situated above her, looking like she was going to ask if “this was okay” once more, when Minhee used the hands around Jisu’s thighs to bring her down directly onto Minhee’s mouth. 

Instantly, Jisu let out a pretty little moan, the sound made louder in the echo chamber of Jisu’s thighs. Encouraged, Minhee opened her mouth to pull Jisu’s pierced clit into it, suckling on the swollen flesh. 

“Fuck,” Jisu let out with a gasp. “Fuck, baby, I’m really not gonna last long.” Jisu let out a self-deprecating chuckle at that, but Minhee simply squeezed her thighs in encouragement. 

From her position, there wasn’t an awful lot Minhee could do, but she continued to lavish Jisu’s clit with little kitten licks and sucks. She could feel Jisu’s wetness leak from her entrance and onto her chin as she continued, dripping down and pooling into Minhee’s sternum. 

Jisu’s moans were rough and frantic, intermingled with harsh panting and whimpers as Minhee continued to work on her clit. The sounds were loud and obscene to Minhee, each brush of her tongue against Jisu causing the other to hiss and buck against her. 

All too soon, Jisu was lifting off from her, leaving Minhee to stare up at her in confusion. “Wait,” Jisu began, panting. “Stick your tongue out, wanna grind against it.” Jisu sounded almost embarrassed at her request, but Minhee’s eyes lit up in excitement as she eagerly stuck out her tongue and looked up at Jisu with big, pleading eyes. 

With a groan, Jisu lowered herself back down onto Minhee’s waiting tongue and began grinding against it in earnest. Minhee watched in awe as Jisu gripped the top of the headboard to steady herself, her hips rolling back and forth. 

Jisu was whispering a mantra of Minhee’s name like a prayer, head facing skyward as she rubbed herself against Minhee’s tongue. She was frantic, mixing between rocking back and forth, circular motions, and figures of eight in an attempt to get herself off. 

Minhee could tell she was close by the way her stomach started to tremble, and her groans and moans turned into whimpers. To aid her along, Minhee concentrated the pressure of her tongue solely on Jisu’s clit, feeling the sweetness of her drip into her mouth. 

“I’m gonna cum,” Jisu exclaimed, just as Minhee had predicted. She ground down against Minhee’s tongue harder and faster, continuing as her whimpers got louder. “Cum- cumming,” She managed to gasp out as she reached her own crescendo, still grinding against Minhee’s tongue as she rode out the entirety of her orgasm. When she finished, she hovered over Minhee with shaking legs so as not to crush her whilst she recovered, and Minhee took the opportunity to delve her tongue into Jisu’s entrance, tasting that sweet nectar that had been wasted dripping down her chin. 

“Hey!” Jisu exclaimed around a laugh, playfully batting Minhee away but gasping in overstimulation when Minhee’s lips dragged up and suckled one final time against Jisu’s clit. 

Afterward, they both lay next to each other, breathing heavily as they came down from such an intense high. Minhee seemed to bounce back quicker than Jisu, having already had time to recover previously, and turned so that she was facing her girlfriend. 

“So, that was fun,” Minhee said, breaking the comfortable silence. Jisu smiled up at the ceiling in response. 

“Yeah, it was.” Jisu turned her head so that she was facing Minhee, a smile still gracing her features. Minhee reached out to poke at one of her cheeks, bunched up by the force of it. 

“You think you’re ready for round two?”