Adrenaline

"Good, you've improved a lot over the past couple of weeks. The chemistry is really good, You two aren't dating or anything?" The choreographer surprises you and Chungha with his praise and follow-up comment.

"N-no of course not sir, she's an idol!"

"Uh huh..." He eyes the two of you sharply and both of you wilt under his gaze. "Whatever, it's not my business, just don't get caught eh? Anyways good job, practice a little bit more and have a good rest before tomorrow's performance."

"Yes, thank you!" The choreographer heads out, leaving the two of you to practice. After several more successful runs of the choreo, Chungha catches your eye in the mirror.

"Cooldown?" She asks, raising one eyebrow flirtatiously at you.

"Cooldown!" You hug her from behind, your arms naturally wrapping around your girlfriend's waist, your hands enjoying the feel of her toned abs. You plant soft kisses on her neck, causing Chungha to hum in delight.

"How should we do it today?" You whisper in her ear. "Cooldown" has become a codeword between the two of you, the many late night practice sessions and tantalizing choreo inevitably leading to the two of you tangling on the floor, the sex less intense than the first time you crossed boundaries with her, but by no means any less enjoyable.

"Missionary? I'm so sore from today's practice, plus I rode you last time."

"Fine, let me get something for the floor." You reluctantly let go of Chungha, going to grab your jacket from your bag. You return to see Chungha peeling her tight leggings off, revealing her creamy thighs to you.

"Aww thank you!" She sits herself down on the jacket, beckoning you to come over. You join her, slowly pushing her down on the floor as you engage her in a passionate kiss. Her hands pull at your sweatpants, and you help her out, ridding yourself of both your sweatpants and boxers. "You're hard already!" Chungha gasps in both surprise and satisfaction, her soft hands going to your shaft and stroking you needily.

"Of course, look who I have in front of me."

"You're impossible!"

"No you are!"

"Enough!" Chungha shuts you up, capturing your lips in a kiss. She sucks on your lower lip lip greedily, drawing a moan from you. You press down on her, feeling the curves of her body against yours. A whine escapes her as you repay her affection, nibbling gently on her lips. Your hand slips into her panties, rubbing along her folds, feeling her heat seep out onto your fingers. You pull your fingers out, wiping them on her wet panties, before pulling the fabric to the side, exposing her entrance to you. You line your tip against her, already feeling her juices leaking on to your cock.

"Ready?"

"Just do it already." You both wanted fast pleasure, and with a smooth thrust you satisfy one another once again. You set a quick pace in her, your arms grasping her shoulders from behind, almost pulling her on your cock as you thrust into her. Gasps and moans leave her freely along with her juices, your cock quickly coated with a layer of her arousal.

"Yes, just like that! Ah!" With a cry of your name Chungha comes apart quickly, her limbs wrapping around you, trying to keep you close as her body shudders against you. She recovers from her orgasm with deep breaths, before breaking out into a smile, pulling you down and whispering in your ear.

"Thanks, that was good, your turn." Satisfied whines escape her throat as you grab hold of her hips, thrusting into her quickly and chasing your own peak. Her walls feel heavenly pressing on you, Chungha actively trying to get you to cum. With a seductive whisper she makes her wish. "Cum for me."

With a grunt you obey her, pulling out right before you climax. Not wanting to make a mess, your grasp your slick cock, rapidly stroking yourself to completion. You aim at her black panties and let loose multiple spurts of cum, painting streaks of white on them. You finish with a gasp, bracing yourself over her. The two of you fire sweet smiles at one another before cleaning up, using some wet wipes to wipe her panties and any leftover fluids on the floor. Properly dressed again the two of you walk out the door hand-in-hand.

"I can't believe you came on my panties!"

"You were going to wash them anyways, besides, you ruined them already with how wet you were."

"Fine. I'm hungry, dinner?" She looks up at you with a hungry pout.

"Sure, what do you want to eat?"

"I don't know, you choose."

"Chinese?"

"We had that yesterday."

"Pizza?"

"Too heavy, we're performing tomorrow."

"Meat?"

"It's boring without soju, but I'm not performing tomorrow with a hangover."

"Fried chicken?"

"Too greasy."

"You choose then, I'm out of options." You poke her on the forehead.

"Let's get noodles, I saw there's a new place around here that is really good apparently!" You roll your eyes at Chungha as she grabs your arm with excitement.

"Why didn't you lead with that! Let's go!" You complain as she drags you to the place she already had in mind since before practice. It's a short walk from the practice room and Chungha eagerly makes to go in, but you hold her back.

"What?"

"You forget? We're in public, hat and mask!" She puts on her mask as you put a cap on her, patting her on the head. "So silly!"

"Thanks oppa!" The two of you go in and get seated at a secluded corner. Your food comes out fast, and soon you are chatting with her over a bowl of piping hot noodles.

"So you've never danced at a concert before?" Chungha asks you, wide-eyed.

"No, I've done a bunch of performances with other groups, but those were all festivals and outdoor, so not too many people. And people definitely didn't pay tickets for them."

"You'll like it! It's quite exciting, hearing people cheering and screaming."

"Cheering and screaming for you." You correct her.

"Don't be like that! You're part of the performance too!"

"I know, I know, I'm just kidding. Besides, I only need you to scream for me. Ouch!" That earns you a kick under the table as Chungha blushes furiously. The two of you finish your noodles with animated chatter and head out. After a short taxi ride you find yourself in front of Chungha's place. You pull her in for a hug, kissing her forehead.

"Should I come up?"

"You know I want you to, but I'm tired, I want to rest up for tomorrow..."

"No, you're right, we should get some rest. I'll see you tomorrow!"

"Yes, see you tomorrow!" She tiptoes to peck your lips, heading into her building before waving goodbye through the glass door. With a happy grin you find your way back to your apartment, exchanging texts with her the whole way home.

--The next day--

You wake up late in the morning, groggily going through the motions of your routine. You check your phone to find already multiple messages from Chungha. Apparently she had an a early morning schedule and was bored. You quickly called her to catch up.

"Hey Chungie! Sorry I missed your messages, I just woke up."

"That is a terrible nickname."

"Good, I'll keep calling you that. Anyways, how's the schedule going?"

"It's good, I finished up the interview and the few photos I had to take, I'm eating lunch now, I'll see you later at the dry run!"

"Great, I'm grabbing a bite to eat too, I'll see you then!"

"Bye!"

"Bye Chungie!" You don't give her a chance to reply, hanging up on her and grinning like a fool. You finish up your morning routine, pack your backpack with what you need for the day and leave your apartment, stopping at the Korean diner nearby for a quick meal. You jump on the subway and head to the stadium, finding a Starbucks nearby to while the time away. You finally get a message from Chungha that she's arrived, and you down the rest of your iced tea before getting up and entering the stadium. A quick security and badge check later you're in the still and quiet atmosphere of the vacant stadium.

You head backstage to get changed - you see Chungha in the hallway, but cognizant of the staff surrounding you two you simply catch her eye and give her a nod. She gives you a brief smile and nod in return, the two of you acting like the professionals everyone else thought you two merely were. The rehearsals and the dry run go smoothly and without hitches, and before you know it...

"Thank you everyone!" You and Chungha bow to the empty stadium, finishing up the last practice before the actual performance. You follow her backstage, and taking advantage of the temporary lack of people in the hallway, she pulls you into a side room.

"You were great!" She plants a kiss on your cheek. "How are you feeling?"

"Thanks. Nervous, the stadium looks bigger from the stage."

"You'll be fine, don't worry about it."

"I know, I'll have you there with me." You hug her tightly in your arms.

"Hey, someone might come in!" You hold on to her a little longer before reluctantly letting go, both of your faces pink with shyness.

"I-I'll see you later, don't worry, we'll kill it!" Chungha exits hurriedly with a punch of your shoulder. You return to your waiting room with the other dancers, the more seniors ones chilling while the newer dancers like yourself fidget and gulp down lots and lots of water.

Soon, it was showtime. The stage lights were blinding, and you were rendered near deaf from the roar of her fans in the stadium. You go through the choreo with Chungha - you can barely hear the music in your ear over the cheers in the stadium, but you were able to finish the dance smoothly. Under the intense lights on stage you feel every touch of her body more than ever, you hear every breath of hers more clearly, almost as if there was no music, no cheers - just you and her performing on stage for yourselves.

You end, as always, with your arms wrapped around Chungha's waist, your face hidden to the side as she poses for the crowd at the end. You look at her smiling face and feel her breathing heavily in your arms, and you're filled with a sudden urge to kiss her, to let everyone in the stadium know she's your girlfriend. Your hand instinctively presses on her flesh harder, and you feel Chungha jump slightly in your arms. She fires a glance at you, holding your gaze for the briefest of moments before she breaks away, shouting her thanks to her fans, waving and bowing. You snap out of your trance and bow before hastily retreating from the stage. As the rest of the dancers file back to your shared dressing room, you hang around backstage, waiting for her to finish. Luckily it doesn't take long, and soon you see Chungha heading towards you.

You hold out your hand to give her a high-five, trying to maintain your friendly professionalism, but the intense look she hits you with tells you that it isn't needed. She grabs your held out hand by the wrist, dragging you down a less-used hallway, making random turns before you somehow end up in her dressing room. She closes the door and locks it behind her.

No words needed to be exchanged as you look at each other with unsuppressed desire, the adrenaline pumping through your bodies after the performance. Your mouth crashes into hers, feeling the salt of each others sweat on your lips, your tongues tangling in mutual need. You pull Chungha flush against your body, feeling her chest heaving against you, and making sure she feels your want for her. Your hands go to the button of her shorts, nearly ripping it off as she loses her jacket, leaving her in a revealing black crop top. Soft moans fill your ears when you lean into her, kissing and sucking her exposed neck, Chungha's pale skin contrasting sharply with the harsh red marks of your lust. Her hands go to your pants, working quickly on your buttons as well. Neither of you can stop touching one another as the last pieces of sanity fall away with your underwear, panties and boxers discarded on the floor.

You push Chungha against the wall, the look she gives you tells you she is more than ready - that, and the small stream of juices flowing down her thighs. Propped up against the wall she wraps her legs around you, and you savor the feeling of the fabric of her thigh-highs against your body. The first words that leaves her lips since coming in here is your name when you finally enter her, your cock twitching in her slick heat. Her walls tug at you desperately, wanting all of you in her as soon as possible. Wordless cries and grunts fill the room as you piston into her, the two of you consumed completely by adrenaline and lust. You feel her legs pull at you from behind, trying to keep you deep in her all the time. Her body shudders in your arms, shaking with every thrust you put in her.

But it is not enough, you hook your arms under her knees and pull away from the wall, Chungha clinging on to your neck, but otherwise completely held up by your frenzied lust. You buck your hips up into her rapidly while your arms let gravity do the work, bouncing her a little, letting her sink deep on to your shaft. The new position is tiring but amazing, feeling even more of her on you as you pierce her deeper than before. Trying to muffle herself best she can, she captures your lips, screaming her newfound pleasure into you and clinging on to you like she never wanted to let go. Everything is going too fast and too good for both of you.

"Nngh!" With a low sob and a final cry of your name Chungha reaches her peak, her velvet walls gripping you tightly as she moans into your mouth. A rush of fluids flow over your cock, making her even wetter than you thought possible. You moan in response to Chungha's orgasm, your hips thrusting up erratically - the adrenaline of the performance and watching your petite girlfriend peak in delight pushes you over the edge as pleasure rushes and overwhelms your senses. Your arms sag a little, leaving Chungha to be completely impaled on your cock as you orgasm. An immense flood of white cum bursts from your tip, painting her walls, causing her to squeal and throw her head back, the sensation of being filled to the point of overflowing triggering another climax from her. Your hips vainly try to thrust up into her further, feeling her slick muscles massage and squeeze your throbbing cock, trying to pull more of your seed from you.

Too tired to keep holding her up you gently let her down, her legs trembling in the aftermath of your passion. You push her up against the wall, but this time only to hold her up, afraid that her legs can't keep her standing. Your spent cock finally leaves her hot depths, and a gush of fluids flow out of her on to the floor, trailing down her thighs and splashing on the floor.

Your foreheads touch, the two of you looking into each other eyes with passion, panting heavily from exertion and excitement. Your hands wrap around her waist, enjoying the feel of her toned but tender body against you. You've never been more sure in your life about what you wanted to say to her next.

"Chungha, I l-"

"Chungha, are you there? We have to do the encore!" The moment was snapped unceremoniously by the sound of her manager calling and knocking on the dressing room door.

"Yes unnie, I'll be right out, one second!" The two of you scramble to make Chungha presentable - she points you to the backup pair of shorts she has before grabbing her makeup kit to cover up the bruises you left on her neck. She puts the shorts on along with her ruined panties as you throw her her jacket. You hear the door handle jangle as Chungha's manager comes looking again. The two of you rush to the door, and you position yourself behind it right as it swings open. Chungha manages to meets her manager at the door blocking her from looking inside.

"Chungha there you are, let's go, what took you so long?"

"I had to change clothes, my shorts had a tear. Give me one second, let me touch up my hair."

"Fine I'm waiting outside, be quick!" Chungha closes the door and turns to look at you, words failing her. "I-I..."

"Go, I'll clean up." With an apologetic but grateful look she opens the door once again and heads out. You get dressed and clean the rest of her dressing room in a haze of disappointed euphoria. You peek out the door, making sure that no one can see you leaving her dressing room before you head back to yours.

The other dancers all wondered where you were, and you make up a glib excuse about puking in the toilet from nerves. After several pats on the back and unneeded advice you head out as a group, getting some coffee together before you all went your separate ways. You had a lonely dinner, gobbling down a burger and fries at the nearby Lotteria before heading home. You shower and collapse on your bed, checking your phone. You're surprised to see several messages from Chungha, with various forms of "Call me." You are just about to type up a reply when her face suddenly pops up on your phone as an incoming call with perfect timing.

"Hey Chungha, how was the encore?"

"Hey... It was good, the fans really liked it, and I don't think manager unnie caught on to us."

"That's great to hear."

"Yes it is..." the conversation drifts off into awkwardness, neither of you knowing what to say until Chungha breaks the silence.

"Listen, do you want to come over? I feel like we should talk about what happened... after."

"Now? It's late though, don't you need to be up early tomorrow?"

"Now, I don't think I can sleep if we don't talk about it. Please come over?"

"Okay, see you soon."

The trip to her place flies by in a blur, and when you knock on the door it immediately opens to Chungha greeting you with a soft smile and dressed in an oversized t-shirt. She makes her way to the kitchen, pointing you to her couch in the living room. You hear the fridge being opened before she comes to join you, holding two beers in her hands.

"Beer?"

"Sure why not." The crack and fizz of the beer is satisfying after a long day. The two of you enjoy each other's company in silence for a little while, but not long enough.

"I know what you wanted to say before manager unnie interrupted."

"Chungha I-" She puts a finger on your lips, hushing you.

"I feel the same way, I really do, but I'm not ready to say it yet... I'm sorry." You hold her hands in yours, looking into her wide open and nervous eyes.

"That's perfectly fine, as long as you know how I feel I'm happy. I'll wait for you until you're ready."

"Thank you..." You embrace her, happy to feel her in your arms once again. She pulls away from you, her rosy lips looking plump and tempting, and you cannot the resist the urge to kiss her again.

"Mmm..." Chungha moans into the kiss, her tongue eagerly darting against your lips, asking for entrance. You allow her in, and she takes your tongue in hers, tangling with you as her hand finds its way within your boxers. She strokes you to hardness, removing your shorts and underwear before pushing you on the couch, straddling you.

"Chungie?"

"I said I wasn't ready to say it... but I want to show you how I feel. Also I'll forgive you just once for calling me Chungie." She fires you a teasing but seductive grin before grabbing the hem of her t-shirt and taking it off, raising her hands above her head to give you a view of her beautiful body. Her neck and shoulders are pale with small spots of red, the leftover bruises from your kisses in the dressing room. She's wearing a simple black bra, but not for long. Reaching behind herself, she shrugs out of them with a snap of the clasp, revealing her perky breasts to you, her nipples stiff, betraying her want. You play with her nipples, tweaking and pulling satisfied whines from your lover. Your hands move down further to her defined abs, admiring how fit she is.

You move down further, your fingers reaching the hem of her panties before you realize she wasn't even wearing shorts. She holds your gaze steadily as she takes off her light blue panties, slipping one leg out of it, then the other, leaving them in a pile on the floor.

"Oppa I'm so wet..." Chungha is wet, and your moans join hers as she grinds herself on your shaft, coating your cock with her cream. The apartment is filled with the obscene sounds of her slipping and sliding on your drenched cock. You happily lay back, letting her grind on you to her heart's content, but Chungha has other ideas.

"Oooh!" She quivers in delight, feeling you embedded in her once more as she slips herself over you. You let out a grunt of your own, her wet walls clamping down on you once again. She slowly rocks against you, her hair framing her flushed face as she clasps your hand with hers. That doesn't last long, and her lust soon takes over - she sets a torrid pace, rocking herself back and forth on you, making sure you feel every inch of her inside. Her arms eventually give out, causing her to collapse against you, panting heavily, her hips still humping you madly.

"Ah! Ah! Aah!" Sharp cries ring beside your ear, and you feel her body tense both in your arms and around your cock, clenching on you with every rhythmic movement she makes. "Oppa are you close?" Chungha asks after a particularly shrill cry, dangerously close to climax.

"Yes... Chungha you feel so good!" You shout in response, grabbing her hips, pulling her down on you with force as you thrust upwards, creating loud claps of flesh meeting flesh.

"Cum in me again, it felt so good earlier... Now! Cum with me now!" She kisses you with passion, and you find yourself screaming with her, feeling her clamp down on you like a tight glove as you let yourself go in her. You look at her, the two of you seeing the stars in each others' eyes before being consumed by the nova of pleasure exploding in your bodies. You make your mark on her walls once again, your hips straining to push as much of your love into her as possible. Her soft and wet tunnel pulses and contracts in joy, receiving all that you have. You hold her tightly in your arms, feeling her heartbeat pound against her chest, matching the pace of yours - you never want to let her go. Your heavy breaths are all that can be heard for a while, Chungha lying on you in silent contentment.

You stroke her hair, causing her to look up at you from your chest. You take the chance to brush the stray strands of hair sticking to her face, showing her beautiful face once more. To your eyes she looks absolutely stunning, glowing even. You feel a surge of emotion well up in you as you see and feel her in your arms.

"I love you."

You smile and lean forward for a kiss, and Chungha reciprocates, scooting up your body to meet your lips. You take her lips in a soft and passionate kiss before she breaks away, saying three words before snuggling in your embrace.

"I... Me too."

It wasn't the three words you wanted, but it was enough for now.