Jeongyeon's sister, also an actress. You're probably cracking someone older than you btw.
You've seen Seungyeon multiple times. She's seen you multiple times, but there hasn’t been a single conversation between the two of you before today.
In the midst of Seungyeon being right in your pool, there's only one word to describe your day—crazy—because Jeongyeon's outrageous plan of setting you and Seungyeon up together worked.
From stopping by to grab your watch at Jeongyeon’s apartment to meeting Seungyeon alone while dropping off cosmetics products, it was awkward, very awkward at the start. You thought Jeongyeon is home, Seungyeon thought you were dropping Jeongyeon off, but funny enough, Jeongyeon is miles away at a mall with her manager.
And now, this actress is right in front of you, in your pool.
“You won't make progress in facing your fear of drowning if you only do what your body tells you, Seungyeon. It’s all in the mind.”
“Okay, you don’t have to act like a drill instructor or whatever they’re called,” she says, frustrated. “This isn’t boot camp. I feel like I’m being trained for the Navy or something. This isn’t normal.”
“The only easy day was yesterday, Seungyeon. Come on, you’re getting better. Believe in yourself. Let’s do it one last time, and then you can rest.”
“May I take a break, please?”
You’re thinking about it. You know she’s so tired that her arms will most likely give out any minute now.
“Are you frustrated with me, Sir?” she asks.
“No, Seungyeon. Why would I be? Let’s take a break,” you say, swimming backwards to a shallower depth as she follows you to get out of the pool.
Even as you stare at her, she looks incredibly hot with her hair all wet. Before Seungyeon got into the pool, she had come out of your bathroom in a one-piece swimsuit, and you tried not to make it obvious that you were checking her out. But what’s super obvious is that Seungyeon doing the exact same thing.
“So like..” she says, grabbing the towel from your hand after you give her one, “I have a question. What was your first impression of me?”
“When we walked past each other at the award shows?”
“Yeah.”
“Pretty,” you say, smiling at her. “That dress looked amazing on you.”
“Aw, thank you. I remember seeing you standing out so much from across the hallway before we passed each other. You were very handsome, by the way.”
“Thanks?” you chuckle.
Seungyeon gently places her hand on your chest, shyly, yet very bold. “So, we’re adults, right?”
“You’ve been checking me out, Seungyeon. It’s super obvious.”
“But you’re not checking me out? You said I’m pretty. Something isn't adding up."
“I would be lying if I said that I wasn’t, Seungyeon,” you smirk.
She chuckles, and then you felt a gentle squeeze from her hands on your chest, “pervert.”
“Here we go, I guess I’m in the wrong?”
“Gosh, who knew Twice’s bodyguard was this hot,” she stares at your shoulders, completely ignoring your question.
“You’re acting very different ever since we got out the pool, but I think I like where this is going.”
“See how mature we are? Leave the inappropriate thoughts for later, and later is right now.”
Both of you meet each other’s gaze. It gets quiet with only the birds chirping in the mid-evening. Seungyeon licks her lips, and you follow her lead, doing the same.
“May-” both of you say at the same time.
“You first,” she laughs. You like how she laughs, it’s on the shyer side.
“No, ladies first,” you say.
“May I borrow your lips?”
“If you promise to give it back, Seungyeon.” With a smirk, and a gentle pull on her chin, you lean in, closer and closer together for a kiss. She tilts her head to the right, and you tilt to the left, aggressively kissing each other by the second until it turns to French kissing.
Seconds felt like minutes by fighting over dominance through kisses, and she’s really putting up a fight. Seungyeon’s an actress after all.
“Let’s go inside,” you murmur, breaking the kisses.
“Should we?” she chuckles and puts her arms on your shoulders. You lift her up, hands on Seungyeon’s ass, and carry her inside slowly. “Gosh, you’re strong too,” she utters. “Lift me up so easily.”
As you turn the doorknob, you quickly get inside and shut the door while she makes out with your neck. “Seungyeon, relax,” you whisper. “This isn’t a movie scene.”
“Oh shut up,” she laughs.
Walking past the living room, you have only one place in mind—the bed. She crashes down onto the mattress and stares at your chest, so you crawl right on top of her, guiding her hand to rest on your chest. 'You love this, don’t you?'"
“So fucking charming,” she utters and laugh, covering her mouth shyly with her other hand. “How did we end up here?”
“Beats me,” you chuckle, letting go of her hands as she freely explores, while you grab onto the strap of her swimsuit. “May I?”
“Of course. That’s very respectful of you," she says. You pull the strap to the side as it loosens onto her shoulders. Seungyeon pulls you closer for a kiss with her hands on your shoulders, “I can feel something hard between by legs.”
"It's going inside you in a bit." You gently yank on her swimsuit to reveal her tits and give them a lick, then a passionate suck on her nipple. She chuckles and holds you until her nipples are coated in your saliva.
“It was pretty cute if you. Anyone ever said you look cute when your face is between their tits?”
“First time an actress ever said that to me," you smile, leaning in to kiss her on the lip. “How wet are you?”
“How about you find out,” she chuckles. “Gosh, I can’t believe we’re doing this. It's only been a day with you."
“There’s no turning back,” you say and slowly trace down, kissing Seungyeon’s chest, to her stomach, and down between her inner thighs.
“Oh, gosh,” she utters. “Mhmm.”
Seungyeon arches and lets out a quiet moan once she feels your breath between her legs. “It’s very sensitive right now,” she gasp.
Driven by lust, you couldn’t wait any longer. Before she can even realize, she lets out a deep moan once your tongue licks her pussy with her legs spreading wider. Seungyeon moans, “fuck, yes, yes, right there.”