Love in the Form of Small Hands

Dahyun was panting, clenching her hands on the sheets, the rush of pleasure was shooting through every vein in her body, and she had no idea that she was able to feel something like this again.

“Fuck, babe,” Dahyun moaned out as she looked down at her wife, tucking her hard cock in between the soft mounds of her chest, moving them up and down in a slow manner.

Nayeon looked up at her, a devilish smile on her face. She pushed her breasts even more, gripping them tightly despite how slippery their skins were. It took a lot in Dahyun to not move her hips, this was honestly killing her already.

“You want me to keep going?” Nayeon teased, lowering her head to leave her tongue out, letting the tip of it graze the head of Dahyun’s cock and it made her shiver. Nayeon’s hard nipples were grazing her skin, and she wanted to reach down and pinch them.

But the feeling of her tongue and lips made Dahyun throw her head back, her eyes rolled backwards, and she felt her cock twitch at the soft licks Nayeon was doing.

Nayeon smirked at the lack of response and finally let her breasts go, releasing Dahyun’s throbbing cock, reddened, and wanting to cum.

Her wife climbed on top of her lap and immediately sank her pussy down, both of them moaning at the contact and Nayeon started bouncing herself up and down.

Dahyun grabbed her ass and helped, thrusting upwards in time with Nayeon’s movements, enjoying each moan and whimper coming from her wife. She hated how Nayeon was so good at foreplay that most of the time, she was already ready to cum right when she felt herself being enveloped by the velvety walls of her wife.

She really wanted to last longer than this, and sometimes she was still eager to make her wife feel better than before.

Nayeon’s movements were frantic, like she wanted Dahyun to finish first, like always, but she didn’t want that yet. Dahyun had a firmer grip on Nayeon’s waist, forcing her to slow down.

“W-what’s wrong?” Nayeon asked in between her pants.

Dahyun shook her head, leaning in to leave soft kisses on her collarbone, then moved upwards towards her neck, nipping and sucking on the sweaty skin.

She then cupped Nayeon’s plump butt cheek which made her wife let out a drawled out moan, grinding herself slowly. Dahyun smirked, amused that her wife listened.

The sudden confidence made Dahyun hold her wife secretly and shifted their positions, laying Nayeon gently on the bed, bringing her arms down by the wrists. Her cock was still plugged into her, she moved her hips slowly for friction, while adjusting her position on the bed.

Nayeon had her legs rest on Dahyun’s thighs, trying to move her own hips to feel more of her cock. She whimpered and whined. “Baby, move please.”

Dahyun looked down at her, something about Nayeon being submissive ignited an unknown flame inside of her. With a cheeky smile, she gripped Nayeon’s wrists, tugging them downward to make her breasts squeeze up between her arms.

“Say please first, baby,” she teased, rolling her hips languidly, making her cock brush onto her walls slowly and that garnered a louder moan from her wife.

“Fuck—“ Nayeon almost choked on her words, throwing her head back but looked back at Dahyun with hooded eyes, face full of lust and desperation. “Please, baby. Move for me, please.”

As much as she wanted to keep the dominant and confident Dahyun, the look on Nayeon’s face and her moans and pleas were making it hard to keep the facade.

She furrowed her brows, feeling herself get harder and started moving her hips with vigor. But she didn’t let go of Nayeon’s wrists, gripping them tightly, slightly pulling them towards her to keep her from moving away as she continued to piston in and out of Nayeon’s drenched pussy.

“Mmm—yes—keep going, baby...s'good...” Nayeon started babbling, her eyes rolling to the back of her head, moaning even louder. Dahyun couldn’t control herself, she thrusted harder, tugged her harder, making sure she angles herself to hit the spot that makes Nayeon shiver.

Dahyun could feel the beads of her sweat trickle down her forehead, dampening her back, but she kept going and she wasn’t losing momentum either.

“I’m gonna cum,” she whimpered, letting go of Nayeon’s grip and was about to back away, but Nayeon locked her in place with her legs, making Dahyun go deeper within her. They both moaned like animals, Dahyun started thrusting even harder, chasing for her release.

“Cum inside me,” Nayeon said decisively, managing to release her arms from Dahyun’s grip. Her wife grabbed her by the back of her neck and pulled her down. They kissed, urgent and sloppy like always whenever they were drowned in lust. “I’m ovulating,” she then whispered.

That made Dahyun’s eyes go wide, her hips almost slowing down but Nayeon gripped her neck, and she went back to her pace. They locked eyes, Dahyun silently asking for clarification or anything to confirm if what she was thinking was true.

Nayeon nodded, bringing Dahyun to another passionate and messy kiss. Without uttering another word, Dahyun held her closer, her hips going deeper and deeper within Nayeon. The way she was slamming her hips onto Nayeon’s was making them groan into their kisses.

The thought of cumming inside Nayeon again had always turned her on beyond control but knowing that there was a different meaning to the act just made her go nuts.

Dahyun was pathetically humping faster suddenly, her cock was throbbing uncontrollably, wanting to erupt inside of her wife. Nayeon kept chanting out to her, like a siren’s call, encouraging her to keep going, to fuck her so good to cum inside her.

And before she knew it, Nayeon’s moans and screams were getting a decibel higher, her body was shivering, walls clamping onto Dahyun like a vise grip. Dahyun immediately came, ropes spurting out like she had been deprived for years.

Dahyun finally slowed down, her body twitching hard as she tried to ride out their highs. Nayeon caressed the back of her head as she was catching her breath.

She looked up to Nayeon and kissed her temple. “You okay?”

Nayeon giggled. “You really have a habit of asking me that every time after sex, huh?”

“Just want to make sure you are.” Dahyun giggled back and continuously laid kisses on her wife’s face.

Nayeon then grabbed her face to make her look down, eyes finding each other and they both smile. “I love you,” Nayeon whispered.

Dahyun felt her chest grow warm, same as always. “I love you too.”

//

“Dahyun?” Nayeon called her suddenly from inside the bathroom.

Dahyun adjusted her glasses and got off from her work table, quickly padding her way to the bathroom. “Yes? What’s wrong?”

She started panicking when she saw her wife on the floor of the bathroom, crying. Dahyun scrambled and was about to hug her when Nayeon suddenly presented a white, plastic stick with a blue cap at the end.

It took her a moment to process what the item was, but when she looked closely and the stick had two faint, red lines on it, her eyes went wide.

“Are you—“

Nayeon suddenly hugged her and that was all she needed to know.

//

“Dahyun, do you know how worried sick we were?!”

“I know, I know! But thanks to Jeonghun and Jimin, you guys were able to find us?”

Nayeon threw her hands in the air, pacing but not fast enough since she was feeling heavy. “Dahyun, you promised us that the party was just going to be at the hotel.”

“Well, clearly I tried my best to follow it—“

“Jimin told us someone asked you if you wanted to order the aged mujaku and you agreed.” Nayeon wanted to shout. “You said yes.”

“That was the whiskey talking,” Dahyun said, but she was shaking in her boots because of how angry her wife was. And her answering this way was not helping. She should stop before Nayeon got even more stressed and that wasn't good for the baby. “Babe, you should sit down—“

“Not right now, Dahyun. I’m still very angry at you.”