Heejin's good, Stella's learning.
Moths love flames– warm, bright and so easily able to burn if they were to get too close. It's nature's equivalent of Icarus in the sense that they'll eventually always get scorched.
Stella, much like a moth, is attracted to a flame– only this one's on the end of this stranger that sits just on the edge of an acquaintance's cigarette. This connection is unsurprising, Stella wants to learn more about things. Saw a confident woman who was all over people and just went and said hi in the bubbliest way possible.
And that's perhaps the smoking bullet (or in this case, sparkly smile) for Heejin. A woman this inexperienced, obvious from the most basic of mannerisms being so intrigued by her that she made the first move?
The flame grew wilder.
Though they aren't a thing obviously, Heejin's experience isn't gotten from settling down– she's here to get fucked up and have fun. But she took Stella under her wing, a spark that could easily co-exist in the wider ignition.
"You're staring, Stel." Heejin sighs, taking another hit. "Is smoking something you want to try? You mentioned a lot of things."
"No! I, I'm okay. Smoking's gross."
"Aint that the fucking truth…. oh well. You called me out just before midnight on a weekend, which means it's important. What's up?" Important is a strong word, even stronger with a connection as undeveloped as theirs. But, Heejin's not an idiot. Stella's been making 'advances' and very unsubtle hints about wanting to experience things.
"Uh, now that you mention it, actually, wait, no, nevermind." She turns away, the scorching red on her face isn't missed. If anything it's the most obvious thing here, other than the stench of smoke and the imminent rain.
"Spit it out already, I could be in someone's bedroom right now. Unless of course, that was your plan all along?" Heejin snuffs the cigarette out of respect before taking a step closer. "Be honest with me. I don't bite… yet."
Oh the blush, Heejin's encroached on her space and she's so close they could kiss right here if Stella wasn't freaking out. "What? No, I just… wanted to chat?"
"Stel."
She concedes, speaking so quietly if there was another inch of space it'd be inaudiable. "fine… maybe I wanted to learn, more."
There it is, exactly what Heejin was both hoping and expecting. "Yeah?" Her thumb goes up to Stella's lips, the girl's head tilting up automatically as it rests there. "And what are those things?"
Stella obviously doesn't say anything, stands there like she's ice cream melting. Shrinking down under Heejin's watchful eye. "Let's get inside, I wouldn't want any other girl to get jealous right now."
It's the shortest walk, a singular flight of stairs. But, Heejin pushes Stella (softly) into the elevator. The proximity is the perfect excuse to tease her a little bit more, make sure she's familiar with that mirror for a few seconds until a beep.
Heejin leads her into her apartment, it's small– does its job of drunken crashes and occasionally actually sleeping. Stella should be proud, she's the only woman allowed on her bed other than Heejin. Right now she's slowly stumbling in like she's drunk.
Drunk on something maybe.
The flames are at full brightness, threatening to burn Stella right here and now. But Stella doesn't care, the minute the apartment door locked she wanted more. That more will come, if she can keep herself sane.
"You know what you're asking here right?" Heejin reassesses. "This isn't something you decide on a whim, I'm not worried or anything. But, I want to hear you say it."
"I want it, really badly." Stella sighs, letting Heejin whisk her onto her bed. "Show me everything, please."
"Alright cutie, first things first…" Heejin swipes a small mint from under her bed, chewing on it. "You're too adorable for your first kiss to taste mostly of smoke."
Such a small action but it's enough to make Stella fall even harder, growing even more desperate with every passing second. The puddle between her legs is so easily created and Heejin hasn't even touched her yet. Not outside of a small shove, yet she feels like she's been teased for hours.
"O-Okay."
Heejin just smiles, then she moves Stella straight onto her lap. Dipping into her shirt and running a singular finger down her back that Stella feels right in her soul. "Has anyone told you just how pretty you are?"
"N-no, not like this." Stella's smiling ear to ear, juxtaposing just how nervous and excited she is right now.
"They should do a bit more than that. Like this." And Heejin closes the gap, puts her lips on Stella's and makes the girl's heartbeat kick into overdrive. It's slow, giving Stella all the time to adjust before she slips her tongue into her mouth. The taste of candy Stella was munching on hits Heejin and mint hits her.
That's the short kiss. They pull away and she could see the stars in Stella's eyes. "That's just the beginning, honey." She goes again, capturing Stella's lips again. Sucking on the girl's helpless tongue before engaging in a much more passionate kiss. It's intense, quick and only one of them is keeping up. But it's fine, Heejin is willing to work overtime to make sure this cutie gets to experience this at its apex.
They break away.
"Wow… does it always?" Stella hasn't got the words, a cosmic deity herself couldn't explain what she's feeling. She can feel Heejin's beaming pride, but the answer is delayed by another kiss.
"I'm just a good kisser, but. If you like the girl enough then it can be." Heejin licks her lips. "You're good for an amateur, Stel. But I want to see more."
"More?"
"This shirt? Cute, but I bet theres something cuter underneath." Heejin has her hands on the hem. "Can I take it off?"
Stella nods and this is where it really sets in, she's doing this. Not just making out, she's exposing herself for Heejin– letting her shirt disappear and replace the sight with her bubblegum pink bra. "Don't be shy… let me get rid of this for you."
"please." Then, it's gone.
Now Stella's the flame, the one that's captured Heejin's attention. Her boobs are the cutest things she's ever ever seen. "My, wow." It's not normal Heejin's breath gets taken away, but she takes the opportunity to kiss all around first. Show levels of greed they'd punish someone for.
"Has anyone touched you like this?" Heejin purrs against Stella's diamond-hard nipple, pink and desperate for a layer of saliva to complete the look.
"No." Then Heejin was happy to be her first, takes her perky nipple between her lips and sucks. Stella moans, it's the sweetest, purest and euphoric sound. One that fills Heejin with such joy, using her other hand to skillfully bring Stella to something she's never seen.
"Heejin, oh my, mmh." Stella can't believe it feels this good, it's just her boobs– she's seen stuff like this in her research. But like, wow. It's so good, so euphoric. How is she supposed to go on about her day knowing there's this whole world out there? And it can get even better?
This is going to be the best day of Stella's life.
"Suck my boobs, just like that, please." Such a soft begging sound. Heejin obliges, alternates. Making sure eye contact is kept the entire time. This is a dream that she can't wake up from. She's so thankful for that.
Time passes, Heejin enjoying Stella's tits until it's time for her to move on. "You're adorable."
"thanks? I… what's next?"
"Eager are we ay? Heejin chooses to show, taking Stella's shorts off. Revealing her completely soaked through underwear, the transparent material is already spoiling the sight for her but she'd be lying if it wasn't generational for her ego. "Cute."
Stella's whole body flushes, her hands twitch. This is it, she's so excited. "But, you know this is the real point of no return right? This is what you want right?" Heejin reiterates.
"Yes, please, oh my god, please. Just, touch me." Stella spurts out, unable to help herself.
"Not like this, lay against my pillows. You need to be a comfortable princess." Princess, god, Stella loves that. She folds under zero pressure, laying down against the black pillows. "Good job."
Such simple praise, yet her thighs are squeezing together.
Heejin crawls over, looking at Stella with eyes that scream lust, need and a fondness that she's never given another woman. "Are you ready?"
"Yes, yes, yes."