Night 21 - Accumulation

Ah, alcohol.

Maybe you should detest its very existence, expensive, tastes like shit at the best of times and it's like acid upon breath.

However, it's existence is very much how you've ended up in this situation. Liquid courage an apt name this event. This small gathering between friends was hosted by Jinsoul, her living room hosting a party. The rules were simple, show up with some alcohol and some food.

Heejin and Jinsoul were sat on one sofa, plush black leather sunk underneath them. Vodka mixed with a fruity orange beverage sat in Heejin's left hand, half drank.

Jiwoo was next to you, leaning on you. A cocktail of her own, peach flavoured soju bottled up in her grasp. They were all overly attractive and dressed up for such a casual gathering. Royally showing you up, everyone of their outfits pictured in your brain forever.

Nobody was drunk, that'd be irresponsible so early in the night. At this current rate the worst to happen would be a migraine. Though the alcohol in everyone's system was running warm, making them bolder. braver.

"I'm telling you, she's just a scaredy cat!" Heejin laughed at Jiwoo's expense, the fact that she liked everyone here wasn't necessarily a secret. A hopelessly attracted lover.

Jinsoul joined in on the antagonism, "Right?! She always talks a big game but right now, silent."

Poor Jiwoo, while you stayed quiet, letting them fight it out. It was clear she was flustered, face red and blushing with embarrassment. Hands interlocking with each other, "Look! I'm not a scaredy cat! I just don't want to make out with anyone in front of others!" The girl desperately tried to defend herself.

"Meow!" Heejin mocked, "Y/N back us up here!"

Oh god, you immediately started drinking. But it was clear she was going to wait. "No way, leave me out of this fight. If you wanna terrorise your poor friend thats got nothing to do with me."

Jinsoul scoffed, "Lame... like her! Look, she's literally staring at my lips yet won't come over here and kiss me."

"Stopp!!!" She turned around, burying her head into your chest. Wanting to sink into the ground.

"I mean, babe– we can always go up to the bathroom. I won't bite." She purred, absolutely fucking reveling in how Jiwoo was struggling. "Maybe I can show you a bit more?"

"Jinsoul, chill out." You tried to defend Jiwoo from the barrage of words, the poor girl was shrinking in your embrace.

"You said you weren't getting involved." Heejin cut in, touché.

"She's such a coward! It's kinda cute." Neither of them knew when to stop.

You whispered into Jiwoo's ear, "do you want me to walk you out of this?"

Jiwoo giggled slightly "no thank you, they are just messing around."

Jinsoul and Heejin backed down for a bit, opting to drink with each other. Jiwoo withdrew from her shell and your embrace. All awkwardness had seeped away, she seemed fine.

But it was when she was back out that Heejin got braver, getting out her seat. Prancing around to a confused Jiwoo, "you sureee~?" Her hands ran up Jiwoo's legs, leaning forward. "don't you wanna feel my lips against yours? I've always thought you were just the cutest."

The girl backed up, trying to avoid Heejin's advance. But the younger woman didn't ease up. "Come on, tell me you don't want this."

Jinsoul and you shared a look, silently betting on who would end up winning.

"Uhhhh..."

Heejin's fingers pushed Jiwoo's chin up, the smirk on her face was beaming inch to inch. "Or are you just too much of a coward? Someone who won't take what they want? Inches away, all you have to do is just lean forward."

The atmosphere was tense, Jiwoo had an expression that could kill. But the want behind was her stern eyes was obvious. "I'm, not a coward!" She grabbed Heejin, pulling her inwards. Lips smushing against each other as Jinsoul and you watched in wonder.

They really went at it, tongues dancing together in a lewd spectacle. "Maybe she's not..." Jinsoul giggled, taking a sip.

Eventually Heejin got Jiwoo off her, "point proven... I knew you had it in you! Damn girlie!" She laughed, pulling away. "Let's get some fucking music!!!"

Jinsoul jumped into the air, nearly spilling her drink all down her chest and dress. "I got aux! Yeahh!!!"

Jiwoo wasn't exactly the usual partygoer, at least not compared to her contemporaries. She appearing was a massive surprise, maybe it was alcohol, maybe it was just wanting to be more brave. She stood up, joining the impromptu dance floor.

The music came on, immediately filling the empty space up with bass and boom. Inappropriately loud for such a time of day, but Jinsoul lived just far enough away it wouldn't be a problem.

"California girls, we're unforgettable!!!!!!!" Jinsoul and Heejin started doing karaoke, making imaginary microphones with their hands. Jiwoo danced in between, the three of them looking utterly ridiculous. Having the time of their fucking lives. Swaying around.

"Daisy Dukes, bikinis on top!" Jinsoul belted, "Mmh, we'd look fucking good in bikinis. We should hit the beach, Y/N could come. Just maybe not in a pair of mine." She laughed.

Heejin noticed you were just sitting, watching the trio mess around. "Heyy! Get up, dance with us!" You shook your head, much more comfortable sat down here as opposed to being directly in the firing line of three slightly intoxicated dancers.

"I'm good here."

Jinsoul, as spearheaded and unwavering as she was took matters into her own hands. Replicating Heejin's earlier approach. "Mmh, scared? Fine– I'll bring the dancing to you." She turned around, the next action caught you off guard. Hands laying on her clothed ass, throwing it back. Shaking it against your crotch.

"Yeah!!!" Jiwoo and Heejin were Jinsoul's hype women, cheering her on. Jinsoul kept twerking against you, "Shake it!"

"Come dance with us!" She shouted over the audio, her twerking was starting to make something stir in your core. Blood rushing where you didn't want it to. "Don't be a bitch!"

Pitching a tent in front of your friends didn't seem ideal, "Fine. Let me up." You were free, thankfully before it was too late. Joining the fray, a mass of bodies moving around in general havoc. Limbs linking together, Heejin's arms were interlocked with yours. Hitting something that could be described as 'modern' dance.

"Woohoo! party!" The music got even fucking louder, thrumming in your head. "Jiwoo honey! Move it!" Jinsoul was off to teasing once more, hands exploring her body, copping a feel of her clothed tits for a moment before sinking down. Finding her waist. "Dance!"

They started dancing as one, more accurately Jiwoo was being strung along. Hands thrown in the sky as Jinsoul kept fondling her, very touchy.

A soft weight was against your crotch, Heejin was pressing her ass against you. "Bottoms up bitches!" she downed the rest of her glass.

"So, you aren't a coward Jiwoonie?" Oh no, that nickname. Jinsoul was up to something. "Pop a titty out for me girlie!" She's completely lost the plot.

"What? Are you crazy?!" Jiwoo shouted in disbelief.

"Live a little!!"

Jiwoo's resolve shattered easily, she could live a little just this once, damn liquid courage. Tugging her top and bra down in a swoop. Left tit exposed to the elements, but mainly Jinsoul's eyes. "Ayyyyy! Girlie knows how to live it up!"

You and Heejin stopped the dancing session, which was mainly some weird hand gestures. Well, at least long enough to watch what the two girls were doing.

Jinsoul, without any warning had her mouth latched onto Jiwoo nipple. Jiwoo's mouth opened, gasp silenced by the music. She didn't object. If anything quite the opposite, hand ushering her closer.

"Errr.." you had your jaw on the floor.

"Wooohooo! Get it!" Heejin seemed proud, approaching with a spring in her step. "Jiwoo's getting confident!!" Jinsoul took her mouth off Jiwoo's tit, Heejin immediately capitalising on the free space.