Dreamcatcher Reaction To Their S/O Backhugging Them

Dreamcatcher Reaction To Their S/O Backhugging Them

Pairing: Dreamcatcher x GN!Reader

Requested By: Anon

Warnings / Misc. -- Fluff

A/N: Hope you guys like this! Let me know what some of your favorite parts are :)

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Jiu

Instant smile

If you put your chin on her shoulder, she'll turn her head to the side and kiss your temple

But if she feels your cheek or forehead press against her back, she'll just giggle and tug you in closer

She's quick to check in with you

"Is everything alright, sweetheart?" 

If you tell her you need something in particular, she's off to get it before you can even finish your sentence

But if you just want to show her some love, she's more than happy to accept it

She usually laces her fingers with yours

Especially if she feels you mindlessly toying with the end of her shirt or the waistband of her pants

Sways with you a little

Hums / croons sometimes, knowing you enjoy it. The vibrations of the melody are always comforting to you, and hearing her sweet voice is the cherry on top

You hold her like she's the most fragile, precious thing in the entire world, and she absolutely adores it

Whispers sweet words of affection to you, basking in your presence

Sua

It happens so often that she's super used to it by now, but she still gets just as happy as she did that first time

She'll let you wrap her up in your arms and hold her close

Although it's basically her purpose in life to shower everyone else in affection 24/7, she really enjoys receiving it from you 

"You always know just what I need, jagi," she muses through a lopsided smile.

When you pepper her cheek or neck with kisses, still cradling her in your arms, she'll smile like an idiot and reach a hand around to touch your butt

Squeezes it just to get a reaction out of you

Other times she'll mess with you and go limp without warning, making you scramble to catch her and keep her off the ground 

But when she's feeling particularly soft, she'll just close her eyes and revel in your warmth 

No teasing, no tricks

Typically followed by a gentle sigh and a verbal reminder of how much she loves you

Stays like that for a while

Even if she's busy doing something, she doesn't want you to leave

Siyeon

She's already pretty clingy with you, but whenever you give her a back hug that goes up like a million percent

It instantly lifts her mood

Having you so close always comforts her

She'll tug your arms tighter around herself and hold them there, not letting you slip away anytime soon

Sometimes she ends up zoning out after securing your arms around herself, so you're basically just stuck until she snaps out of her daze

Plays with your hands 

Sings to you, more often than not

If she's cooking or preparing something, she'll offer you a bite of it over her shoulder

Such a cozy embrace, everytime

Has a little convo with you, typically asking about your day and how you're doing

Early morning back hugs are arguably the cutest of them all

It'll just be the two of you in the kitchen as hazy sunlight creeps its way into the room, little by little. Her voice is deeper and a little mumbly, uneven as sleep plays around its edges. But she never fails to ask you about your plans for the day (through a yawn) as she works on whipping up something for the two of you to eat

If you decide to take over the cooking, she's quick to trade positions and drag you into her arms

Her plump lips press to the back of your neck as she moves your hair out of the way, clearing a path for herself

"Have I told you lately how perfect you are?" She asks in between kisses, ensuring that her lips never stray too far from your skin. The sensation causes you to shiver, and you can feel her smile grow wider as a result.

Handong

Grins and stands up a little taller, more than happy to receive the affection from you

The contrast between her strong physique and your soft touch is just so….

😙🤌

She runs her hands along your arms and lolls her head back a little, settling it against yours

If she feels like you're upset, she'll be quick to check on you

Otherwise, if she can tell that you're just in need of some love, she'll pay you a compliment and hold you close

Super relaxing, tbh

You both just enjoy the peaceful aura that you create

But sometimes, in the name of rocking the boat and getting a reaction out of you, she decides to flex her muscles

And if she's wearing an oversized hoodie or shirt, she'll guide your hands beneath it and settle them on her abs

She's aware of just how much you love them, and hearing your quiet gasp of surprise (and awe) next to her ear never fails to make her chuckle

"You're so precious, Y/N/N," she grins, sensing the way your fingertips ghost across her skin as if they haven't touched it a million times before. "Is this what you really came here for?" She teases.

She always leaves you in a mess of both adoration and (gay) panic

Though, to be fair, you've caught her blushing pretty hard on more than one occasion 

So it restores your pride to know that she's just as affected by it as you are

Yoohyeon

Her body responds immediately, tbh

She sinks into your arms and relaxes against you, eager to feel you close

You're just so soft and warm… how could she ever turn you down?

If she's wearing a crop top and your hands come to settle across her exposed stomach, she'll blush a little and shy away

But secretly she loves it, because she can feel the subtle uptick of your heart beat

She typically holds your hands or intertwines her fingers with yours, urging you to stay as close as possible 

Don't expect to be freed anytime soon

Once you initiate a hug like that, she's basically a koala

Whines if you try to leave

But if you actually end up needing to go, she's definitely trotting after you like a puppy

If it's a serious matter that pulls you away, she'll pretty much wait on standby until you're free again and then pounce, now becoming the one giving you a back hug

But if you're only called away for something trivial, she'll wrap you in her arms, bury her face in your neck, and insist that you can complete the task with her staying just as she is

"You started this, jagi," she insists, kissing a path along your jaw. "Don't blame me."

Dami

Surprises her a little bit, and she turns slightly to see who's arms she's in

Once she realizes it's you, she relaxes 

She puts her hands over yours and holds them in place, silently telling you to stay put

She'll ask you how you're doing, and if there's anything you need or want

You usually mumble a quiet reply as you put your head on her shoulder, rubbing your cheek against the soft material of her shirt

She grins and tugs you a little closer, tightening her own grasp on you

"I've really missed you today, jagi. I'm happy to see you." She admits gently.

The domesticity of the act always warms your heart

She may not express her love for you physically all the time, but she never turns you down when you do

Because, to be honest, she enjoys your affection a lot

You're laid back and calm with her, and she definitely appreciates that 

Out of all the girls' reactions, hers is the most chill

The simple interaction expels any stress or worries that you have, and she can feel her own slipping away as well

Very very sweet and soft

You both cherish those moments

Gahyeon

The second that she feels your hands sliding around her torso, she lifts her arms a little bit to give you better access

A happy, wide smile plays on her lips as you draw her in close and press a kiss to her cheek

Nuzzles her face against yours

Stops whatever she's doing to focus on you

Puts her hands over yours and squeezes them

Whenever she's on her phone and you want attention, that's typically when you give her a back hug

And she's picked up on it

So sometimes she'll legit just pretend to scroll or do something on her phone to trick you into coming over

Teases you for being so predictable

"You know, if you want my attention that bad, all you have to do is ask."

You tickle her in retaliation, and she pouts and whines

When she turns in your arms to scold you, you're quick to soothe things over with a kiss

Her eyes stay closed as you pull away, and a smile works its way onto your face as she presses her lips together, chasing after the memory of your kiss

Once she decides to look at you again, her eyes narrow

She pokes your cheek as a silent warning before stepping forward and wrapping her arms around your neck

You pull her in by the waist and lift her up slightly, just enough to twirl her around

A few kisses later and she's back to her normal smiley self

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Positions

Pairing: Handong x Fem!Reader

Warnings / Misc. -- Smut

Word Count: 2,210

Summary: When Handong asked you to show her some of the moves you learned in your latest yoga classes, she failed to think her own request through completely. 

Disclaimer: This writing is a work of fiction, and no disrespect is meant for those mentioned herein.

A/N: Hello again, everyone! Hope you guys are doing well :) Drink some water, take your meds, and eat something tasty today. Let me know if you like this story! <3

P.S. ~ Sorry for not uploading sooner! I was celebrating my birthday and couldn't find the time to post.

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“Dongie,” you groaned, disappointment obvious in your tone. “I just showed you. There’s no way you already forgot.”

“Please, baby? I promise I’ll get it this time.”

Lie number one. 

“Fine,” you rolled your eyes. 

She watched closely as you bent first to the left, extending your right arm above your head, and then mirrored that motion on the other side. When you recentered yourself and bent at the waist to touch your toes, completing the last position in the combo, a childish smirk pulled at her lips. 

In the tight shorts you wore, your ass looked undeniably, certifiably fantastic. She couldn’t help but stare; her hands balled into fists at her sides, wishing to touch you. 

“Got it?” You asked, interrupting her dirty thoughts. 

“Definitely,” she nodded singularly. 

Lie number two.

Unconvinced, you crossed your arms and raised your brows, silently instructing her to demonstrate what you’d done.

When you traded positions and she began, she already had the stance wrong. Her arm soon pointed in the wrong direction, stretching completely different muscles than the position was intended to. 

A sigh slipped past your lips.

This was going to be a long process.

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A Century Later

“You’re so close, baby,” you whined, “...just a little more for me.”

Dongie’s heavy breathing filled the living room, interrupted only by a weary groan. 

“Y/N, no more… I c-can’t.”

Her muscles strained, sorer than she ever thought possible. A thin sheen of sweat coated her skin, making her effort plain to see. You’d had her in about a hundred different positions in the past hour alone, and she was spent. 

“Do you want help?”

She leaned down a little more and peered at you through her legs, unamused. 

“I want my girlfriend to stop being a sadist and let me rest.”

“Have you forgotten that you’re the one who asked for this?”

You took a few steps forward, approaching her. 

“I didn’t know they were teaching you methods of torture there!” She defended herself. “I never would’ve asked you to show me if I knew it’d be like this.”

“Yah,” you soothed, pressing up behind her. Your hips brushed against her ass as you settled your hands along the dips of her hips. “Quit complaining, will you?”

She tensed at the new sensation, not expecting it. Her trembling legs enjoyed the relief that your strong presence provided, though, so she allowed herself to ease into you. You took some of her weight, holding her. 

“Use your arms,” you instructed. “Pull your chest in close to your legs.”

“I’m gonna snap if I move, Y/N,” she quipped, grumbling. 

You shook your head, though deep down her complaining was endearing. Perhaps you had been a little too overzealous for her first session. 

“I’ll help, then,” you promised, as you moved your right hand upwards. It traveled across her back, trailing all the way up to her neck. You grasped it gently, allowing your fingers to wrap around the base of it just enough to guide her. 

As you pressed her down further into the position, bending her forward more, you used your other hand to ease her further back into your front. With a little patience and urging, her chest brushed her thighs, just as you directed. 

Her tired muscles jumped against you, high strung and aching for rest; heat radiated from her in steady waves. She was spent.

“Breathe, jagi,” you reminded. That’s the number one rule of stretching, after all. 

She blushed, both from her arousal and your oblivion. 

“How can you expect me to do that when you’re touching me like this?” She asked airily. Her ass rubbed against you a little more, searching for friction as if to further demonstrate her point.

A smirk graced your lips at that, growing in time with your ego. You rutted into her ever so slightly – teasing her.

“You’re evil,” she asserted. 

You simply bent forward a little, pushing her further into the position while simultaneously allowing her to feel your toned abdomen against her back. She whined at the feeling, pushed to her limit but in the best kind of way. 

“Alright,” you relented, standing back up once you decided she’d had enough. “We can take a break now.” Your grin was evident in the words.

Instead of uprighting herself, too, she simply fell over. She hit the carpet with a soft thud, crashing onto its cushiony surface. 

“Finally,” she practically moaned, reveling in the way that the fibers soothed her skin. They welcomed her in, bringing comfort to her overexerted body. 

You peered down at her, still smiling. Such a rookie. Aside from her constant bickering and complaining, she really had been a good sport; she saw everything out until the very end, wanting to impress you and learn some new things in the process.

With that in mind, you resolved to reward her by getting some water for her while she rested.

Her arm was thrown across her eyes as she laid on her back, dramatically splayed out as if she’d been shot. It prevented her from noticing you leave or come back, so when her chest was met with a chilly few droplets of water, she shouted.  

“AISH–”

"Oops…" you played. She peered up at you with a judgemental glare before taking it out of your hands. 

"Pabo." She tutted. 

You sat down at her side, watching her take a few long sips. Her throat bobbed gently as she swallowed, with the sweat there shining in the soft light of the room. 

A couple droplets of the water spilled past her lips, rolling down to her jaw. You reached out and wiped them away with the back of your fingers.

"Better, my love?" 

She screwed the cap back on and swallowed the last bit of the chilly liquid in her mouth, in no rush whatsoever to answer you.

"Not yet." 

You stuck your tongue in your cheek. "Why not?" 

"Because I'm wet," she complained, pouting. 

Your head shook in faux annoyance, but you scooted closer to her anyway. You brought a hand up to her chest and wiped away the water that remained there from your prank. 

"There. Problem solved," you declared. 

Wordlessly, she grabbed ahold of your hand and shook her head. She guided it downwards, slipping beneath the band of her spandex until it made contact with her soaked core. 

"This kind of wet, Y/N." 

“O-oh,” you stuttered, understanding. 

The desire in her darkening eyes should’ve been enough to tell you that much already, but sometimes you truly were oblivious. She found that both endearing and frustrating; but right now, the latter of the two was winning out.

She sat up on her elbow, keeping your hand where it was as she moved in to kiss you for the first time tonight. You leaned down, meeting her in the middle to make things easy for her. 

The entirety of the embrace was full of intimacy, from the way she urged your fingertips closer to her entrance, to the softness of her lips as they moved in time with your own. Her tongue met yours languidly, still holding onto a bit of remaining chill from her earlier sips of water. A hint of peach flavor made its way into your mouth, too, courtesy of her chapstick. 

She pulled you in closer as she laid back down on the carpet, not wanting to break the kiss for even a second. You had teased her far more than she appreciated all night, and she was ready to put an end to it. 

Her body was warm as you laid down at her side, giving into her prompting. Seeing as that you were clad only in a sports bra and shorts, she had ease of access to you; her free hand wandered, taking advantage of the opportunity it was presented with.  It easily slid beneath the band that wrapped around your ribs, coming up to cup your breast. She kneaded it, letting out a soft sigh into your mouth at the mere feeling of you; sometimes she was convinced she could get off just by touching you. 

Your fingertips dipped inside of her, and you couldn’t hold back the moan that resounded in your chest at how wet she was. Her warm walls begged you to go deeper as they pulsed around you, clenching particularly tightly when you kissed her harder. 

It brought a smile to your face to know – to feel – just how much she needed you. Such a rewarding notion.

She whimpered into the kiss when you slid them in further and pressed your palm to her clit, allowing the swollen bud to attain some much-needed relief. 

Her hand in your bra stopped its movements, and the impatient one that laid against yours in her shorts paused, too; she completely surrendered herself to you, focusing her attention on the pleasure that you were providing. 

You didn’t mind it, though; it was sweet to see her like that. Someone typically so untouchable, so above it all, completely and utterly in need. All flushed and restless, incapable of ignoring her desire; as if in heat.

She released your bottom lip from between her own after gently tugging on it, and she shifted closer in your embrace, wanting to feel you close. Every hitched breath, every writhe – she needed to feel it all. 

“I think I deserve a little reward after all of this teasing,” she noted raspily, breathless. “Don’t you?”

You nodded, admiring the blush on her cheeks. She fought to keep her eyes from shutting in an effort to continue looking at you; but she caved in when you brushed against her g-spot. You knew all the right ways to touch her.

"Name it, and it's yours." 

Her hips rocked, taking you in deeper again. 

"I want your mouth, too," she answered. "Please," she whined, placing emphasis on it. 

She knew you could never say no when she did that. 

…but that was as much of a blessing as it was a curse. If this time was like any of those in the past, she wouldn't be able to walk properly in the morning. 

That was a sacrifice she was more than willing to make, though, come to think of it. 

Feeling merciful, you wasted no time in easing out of her and stripping her of her shorts and panties. When the cool air hit her glistening center, she whined pathetically. Her legs closed out of instinct, reluctant to share her warmth with the world. 

But you placed your hands on her knees and slowly parted them, slotting yourself in between. As you leaned down to kiss her again, they wrapped around your waist, keeping you snugly in place and causing your clothed pelvis to rub against her clit when she urged you forward. The material was soft, but offered just enough roughness to provide the friction she wanted. 

You rutted a few times, meeting her impatient grinding halfway. Poorly-stifled moans slipped out of her mouth, wrapped around curses and pleas for you to go harder.  

“Be patient, jagi,” you smiled against her lips, putting a hand on her hip to slow her movements. She fought against it briefly, determined to attain relief; but you didn’t budge. “If you keep on like this, you’ll cum before you can ride my face.”

She huffed defeatedly when you pulled away from her, taking your heat and scent along with you, but when she noticed your hands tugging at the sides of your bra, every complaint in her mind faded away. She watched in silent admiration as you slipped it over your head and tossed it somewhere behind you, putting your chest on full display for her eager eyes. 

She reached out to you, and you took her hand in your own and led it to your breast, guiding her to touch you. She kneaded it harshly, almost as a punishment for you taking your sweet time. 

You moaned at the feeling and leaned down again, kissing her deeply as you slid two fingers back into her pussy. Her teeth tugged at your lower lip, nibbling on it as she struggled to breath properly between kisses; she soothed the pain away with a swipe of her warm tongue, filling your mouth with her sweet taste. 

You skimmed your lips lower, down and over the sharp curve of her jaw, kissing silent praises into her soft skin along the way. The path you blazed ignited her, bringing her to life; she trembled beneath you, feeling the weight and strain of her impending release in her muscles. She was aching for it. Something so close, so promising. Every mark you painted onto her made her wetter – each inspiring another desperate buck of her hips.

You worked her up so steadily that once you'd finally reached her thighs and peered up at her with those mischievous eyes of yours – merely looked at her – she almost came undone on the spot. 

Her shuddered breaths were reminiscent of your earlier torture lessons (as she so fondly deemed them), and so for her sake, you decided to be gracious. 

She'd waited long enough.

With one final glance up at her, you dove in, giving her her reward. 

Hiya! really love your writing and I recently saw Panda's post so I figured I'd ask all my favourite writers a question!

If you could ask any of the Paladins (If you know who they are?) for a fic for christmas who would it and who/what would it be?

Ignore the fact that I'm just now responding to this... who says we can't celebrate Christmas in April? Lol

To answer your question, I haven't yet entered the whole world of the Paladin writers on here, but I've seen a post or two about them. I would love to find out more about you guys and all of the lore lol

(P.S. - Thank you for liking my works, anon <3)

Payback

Pairing: Jiu x Fem!8thMember!Reader

Warnings / Misc. -- Smut

Word Count: 2,317

Summary: Jiu gets needy, and it's all your fault. She intends to even the score.

Disclaimer: This writing is a work of fiction, and no disrespect is meant for those mentioned herein.

A/N: Hi again, everyone! I hope you guys are having a good morning / day / night wherever you are. Here’s Jiu’s story; next up is Gahyeon! :)

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Y/N & Jiu’s Room – DC Dorm

Seated in the middle of her bed and hard at work on a new song for the group’s next album, Jiu sighed heavily. Her jaw clenched a time or two out of habit, trying to rid itself of the tension it held within. 

A few lyrics were etched onto the pages of the notebook that laid in front of her crossed legs – some scribbled out while others had symbols or arrows above them in her best attempt at organization. Finding the right words was nearly impossible, and she’d been going in circles for the last half hour on how the chorus alone should flow. 

Put simply, she was frustrated.

So, she laid her pencil down and pushed the notebook away, intending to make a trip to the kitchen for a short break. 

Her sock-clad feet made contact with the hardwood as she swung her legs over the side of the bed, stretching them out for the first time in hours. She briefly reveled in the feeling, glad to rid her muscles of the ache they had to endure.

But as she stood up to leave, a notification lit her phone screen up, drawing her attention. 

She grabbed it from the bedside table, pausing for a second to look at the smiling picture of you that she had set as her wallpaper. 

Once she unlocked it, she found that the notification was from Weverse, and it was of your doing. 

She clicked it without hesitation and read the caption that you wrote, feeling a grin grow on her face all the while: “It’s almost time, Somnies! Here’s some behind the scenes pics since you’ve been so patient ;)) #Y/NSoloD-7!” 

She tutted and rolled her eyes at your habit of flirting, but she opened the pictures and began to look through them nonetheless. She returned to her initial position on the bed, promising herself she’d take her break once she was done.

You were far more important, after all. 

The first image was of you sitting in front of a table full of snacks that fans had prepared, with a goofy grin and two thumbs up aimed proudly at the camera.

The second featured you perched on the shoulders of two of the backup dancers with a prop cowboy hat pulled down to cover your face. Your arms were locked at the elbow as you mimicked a robot, and the two dancers were looking at one another skeptically, like you were crazy. Jiu could tell that you had forced them to just trust you and to go with it, probably saying that the fans would enjoy your oddness. 

The smile on her face widened at the thought of that.

But, almost as quickly as it had appeared, that sweet expression of hers faltered. 

When she swiped one final time and your third picture came into view, she suddenly understood why so many fans were commenting and liking the post at the speed of light. 

It was a solo shot of you in front of the mirror, holding your phone at an angle that captured both your front and back. Her eyes tracked the curve of your spine in the reflection and stopped at your ass, which she admired like a horny teenager. The pants that you wore were one of her favorite pairs on you, and she shook her head at the notion that you had purposefully planned all of this with the intention of ruining her. 

Perhaps it was retribution for the orgasm you’d been denied of a few nights ago, after she had so cruelly gotten you worked up. A phone call had stolen her away from you right before you reached ecstasy, and by the time she returned you had already helped yourself to a lackluster high that paled in comparison to what she could’ve given. Even she felt a little remorseful for that one.  

So she took this "punishment" in stride. She followed the beads of sweat that ran down your neck and chest, taking a deep breath as they disappeared behind what little bit of cover your cropped tank top provided. Your sports bra prevented her from seeing as much of your chest as she wanted, but part of her was grateful – after all, she wasn’t the only one with access to the picture. 

Your exposed midriff begged for her attention next, and she paid it without a second thought. All of your hard work was evident, showcased by the toned lines of your abdomen that she wanted so badly to touch. To kiss. To ride.

The smirk on your face lied partially out of frame, and that familiar, arrogant gesture made her thighs press together instinctually. It conjured up a million memories, all of which were only speakable under the cover of night or tucked away in the safety of your bedroom. 

Mental images of your head nestled between her thighs, right where it belonged, as you serviced and worshipped her until she couldn’t speak.

The surreal, almost tangible feeling of your lips ghosting across her skin caused her eyes to flutter shut. 

Without you there to hold, her hands felt empty. They yearned to touch you, and only you; she would’ve given anything to have you alone for just ten minutes, free of distraction and interruption. Hours weren’t enough time for her when it came to you, but she could recognize in hindsight that that may have been a bit greedy. 

Because now, she was aching for anything she could get. 

She settled back against her pillows and hastily propped her phone up, dizzy with her thoughts of you. 

Her selfish hands found their way along her own body, given their inability to be on you instead. 

They caressed the areas you loved so much – perhaps in a silent, unseen ode to you – and her breathing soon grew heavier. One went to her chest while the other dared to travel lower, directly between her trembling thighs. Her body hummed for you, despite the distance that separated you; it called in all the ways it knew how, and she was left to deal with the fallout. 

When her fingertips dipped into her panties, warm arousal instantly coated them, showing her just how easy she was for you. You ruled her without even knowing it. 

She kept her eyes on the picture of you for as long as possible, committing every beautiful detail to memory; but when her fingers brushed against her most sensitive spot, she couldn't stop her eyes from fluttering shut again. 

Your name tumbled past her trembling lips in a broken whisper, spoken like a prayer.

—

DCC Building – Practice Room 3

“Y/N, take five, yeah?” Jun, the lead choreographer, asked, drawing in a succession of deep breaths as his hands rested on his knees. 

From your place on the floor, you raised a weak arm into the air and extended a thumb up to the ceiling. He chuckled at the state you were in before ultimately deciding to have mercy, for a change.

His soft footsteps resounded around the practice room as he left for a break, and you used what remaining energy you had left to push yourself off of the floor and into a sitting position. 

Your back pressed to the wall behind you, and you took a moment to revel in the coldness of its surface. Every fiber of your being was worn out; after giving you an extra long break to post on Weverse, Jun had upped the ante and made you run through the song multiple times without stopping. You knew it was necessary and entirely worth it, but that didn’t mean you couldn’t (mentally) complain about it in the meantime.

A staff member entered the room with a cooler of water in tow in the midst of your sulking, and you studied her face for a moment, convinced that she must have been the closest thing to god you’d ever seen. 

You bowed deeply when she handed you one of them, and she simply laughed and shook her head in response before giving the others to the stray dancers that were also laying in heaps on the floor. 

You retreated to your corner again and nearly drained the bottle in one go; a chime from your phone, however, stopped you at about the ¾ mark, and you begrudgingly pulled away. When you noticed that Jiu’s contact picture was pulsating at the top of your screen, a foolish grin made its way to your face and you hastily sealed the bottle back up before unlocking your phone.

In hindsight, you considered your grin foolish because of how quickly it dissolved. 

Minji ❤️‍🔥💍

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You clicked on her name, completely oblivious to what you had just done. You had expected, perhaps, a cute image of Cherry playing, or even something embarrassing of one of the members that could’ve been used as blackmail if they ever got on your nerves. 

To say you were unprepared to receive a nude from Minji would’ve been the understatement of the century. 

Soft lamplight cast across her body as she laid there, elegantly splayed out in the middle of her bed and completely bare – two observations that both knocked the wind from your lungs and caused a sound that you’d never quite made before to leave them. The dancers across the room didn’t seem to notice or care, though, and you thanked your lucky stars for that. 

You tilted your phone down to ensure that no one else had the chance to see her in such a way before resuming your bout of admiration. Your heart thrummed wildly in your chest, beating something fierce for the woman on the other side of your screen. 

Her cheeks and chest were vibrant with a crimson blush that spread across her fair skin beautifully, looking straight out of a painting. Her nipples were peaked and a little swollen, both from arousal and the exposure that they were receiving. You could imagine that she'd been toying with them, just as you always did. 

Your mouth watered at the sight. 

The angle allowed you to see two of her fingers buried deep inside of her pussy, and her eyes were big and pleading as she peered up at the camera through her long lashes. The muscles of her arm and stomach were flexed, and you could only assume that she had been writhing and rutting unabashedly in pursuit of her high as she snapped the picture. 

Her bottom lip was caught between her teeth, swollen and rosy just like her clit. 

The furrow of her brow – paired with the slight blur of motion – made you realize just how close she must’ve been when she took the picture; you felt warmth pool in your abdomen at the filthy thought of that alone. 

She wanted you to see what you did to her – needed you to be with her in that moment more than anything, no matter what – and that lit a fire in you that only she was capable of sparking.

Another chime resounded.

Minji❤️‍🔥💍

Like your payback, baby? ;) Come home soon and you might get a taste…

You cleared your throat and stood up at once, feeling lightheaded from what she was doing to you. Your tired body protested, but you didn’t pay it any mind; the throbbing between your thighs outshined everything else, begging for a kind of relief that only she could provide. 

The strap of your bag slid into your hand a mere moment later, and you made quick work of exiting the practice room. 

When you passed by Jun in the hall, marching as if on a mission, he called after you. You shot a reply over your shoulder, sounding as convincing as you could manage. When he didn't follow after you, you let out a thankful sigh of relief. 

Flying appeared to be a new skill that you’d acquired somewhere along the way, considering you made it down three flights of stairs in all of ten seconds. Your muscles again ached fiercely by the time you arrived at your car in front of the building, but you pushed the feeling down and clambered to produce your keys from your bag. 

Once inside, you threw the hefty thing into the passenger's seat and placed your phone in the cupholder. Fastening your seatbelt came next, but before you had a chance to start the car, one final, torturous ding sounded off. 

With a shaky hand, you retrieved your phone. 

Minji ❤️‍🔥💍

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Tick tock… round two is starting any minute.

After reading the message, you opened her attachment.

Cum was spread across her fingers, slick and glistening in the low light of the room as she showcased it proudly, all for you. The veins of her hand were prominent as she strategically posed it in front of her face, preying on your weakness. Her jawline was sharp – made even more attractive by the shadows that cast across it – and the unmarked skin of her neck practically begged to be claimed by you. 

Upon further inspection, you noticed that a bit of cum was visible on her lips, too, which tugged into a sexy smirk at the top of the frame. 

Her impatience had led her to taste herself – a revelation that made your clit throb in anticipation. 

She had pretended her fingers were your own as her tongue worked over them, swirling and obediently lapping at her release as she pictured your body hovering over her. 

Mental images – a million possibilities of what could happen when you arrived – flooded your mind as you raised your trembling hands to the steering wheel and started the car. It came to life in a second, and you were pulling out of your parking spot faster than you could blink.

….

What was the speed limit again? 

Both jiu stories!!! The kingdom, empire one kinda like forbidden lovers one AND the exs who still leave feelings

(P.S. I also shared it with a friend you deserve the likes/recognition!)

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Ahhh!!! Jiu stans rise 🫡 That first one I wrote for her was basically a novel 😭 It took so much time and energy lmao, so I'm super happy you like it. And, fun fact, I originally was never going to post the Exes one. But after a little bit of consideration and a 5AM bout of inspiration for a few rewrites, voilà.

(P.S. ~ Thank you for sharing 🥺)