Yel makes a bet with you. You lose but really it’s a win for everyone
“Sooyoung, you can’t flirt with me. I’m too old for you.”
You say it the same way you’d tell someone they left their phone on the table — plain, like it should end things. It doesn’t.
Yel shrugs with the full theatrical confidence of someone who has never once lost an argument she decided to have. “But Aki,” she says, drawing your name out a little, “you’re one of the only people who actually treats me like an adult.” She tilts her head. “You’re nice to me. You buy me food.”
“I buy everyone food.”
“You remember my order.”
You open your mouth. You close it.
“I’m also way older than you,” you try again.
“We were both adults when we met,” she says, “so it’s fine.”
She’s not wrong, technically. You know she’s not wrong. That’s the part that bothers you. You stare at her, the way you’ve learned to stare at her — steady, patient, waiting for her to fold. Most people fold. Yel just looks back at you with that relentlessly bright expression, all warmth and good humor, like she genuinely cannot conceive of a version of this conversation where she doesn’t get what she wants.
You’ve been treating her like a little sister since the day you met. That’s probably your fault. You made it too comfortable.
Since you don’t have a real rebuttal left, you do what any reasonable person does when cornered — you reach for something impossible.
“Fine,” you say, voice easy, already pleased with yourself. “Do Waterbomb and I’ll date you.”
H1-KEY at Waterbomb. Outdoors, summer festival, all that. They’d never. You’ve basically just said win the lottery and I’ll date you.
Yel’s smile doesn’t waver. It brightens.
“Okay,” she says. “But I also want a kiss.”
You blink. “A kiss.”
“Yeah. A kiss.” She says it like she’s asking you to pass the remote. “I’m doing all the work here. I should get an extra perk.”
You stare at her for a long moment. “…Sooyoung.”
She holds eye contact. Completely unbothered.
“Fine,” you say, and you hear yourself saying it, which is honestly the worst part. “I’ll date you and give you a kiss. On the cheek. I’m not letting you run around thinking I’m easy.”
She pouts — the real pout, the one that works on everyone but you, mostly. “Fine. You’re paying, though.”
“Obviously.”
“And I want the pizza place.”
“That was already the plan.”
Yel laughs, sudden and bright, and leans back against the wall. “See? You treat me so well. And you wonder why I want to date you.”
“You’re five years younger than me,” you say. “That’s why I don’t.”
She gives you a look — half-smirk, half-challenge — and then, with the complete shamelessness of someone who has absolutely rehearsed this, rolls her body slow and deliberate, eyes locked on yours the whole time. “What, don’t tell me you don’t want any of this.”
You roll your eyes so hard it almost hurts.
Yel’s already laughing before you can respond, pleased with herself in a way that’s frankly contagious, and you feel the corner of your mouth trying to do something you don’t give it permission to do.
“Okay, Sooyoung.” You turn back toward the setup, breaking eye contact before she catches it. “Back to the photoshoot.”
She’s still smiling when she takes her mark. You can tell without looking.
After the photoshoot Yel kisses you on the cheek and says, “I’ll send you my schedule later tonight,”
You laugh and say, “feeling confident are we?”
Yel nods and says, “I didn’t get this far being scared,”
“That’s fair,” you affirm as she leaves the studio. You pack up and leave shortly after.
You spend the next few days editing her photos and yo notice just how overwhelming pretty Yel is.
You try however to reorient and focus on your work.
A few more days pass and you’re ready to deliver the spread of photos to the company. You decide to go in person to check on Yel.
When you arrive Yel is the first to see you, “AKI! did you see the News?” She said nestling romantically close to you.
You looked at her and said, “what is it?”
Sooyoung smiled and grabbed your phone before showing you that her group H1-key was on the line up for water bomb. You winced and Sooyoung smiled, “I also requested you to be the photographer” she said.
After breaking the hug she got in your face before saying “so do I get my reward?”
You shrugged and said “Sure” before placing a kiss on her cheek.
After the day of Waterbomb Yel (what Sooyoung wanted to be called) came to your place. All bright smiles and happy vibes. she looked around your place and said, “this is much bigger than my dorm,”
You laughed and said, “well I would hope so,”
Yel smiled and laughed before straddling your waist. You looked at her confused and she said. “what this is what people who date do,” before kissing your neck.
Your cock rose at that leading to Yel leading you to the bedroom. You follow her as she smiles. When you get in she pushes you on the bed and lifts up her shirt.
She’s not wearing a bra of course. You marvel at her chest
In your seedier moments of low resolve you always wondered what her breasts looked like. Well now you have your answer. Two large u shaped mounds with dark nipples stare at you.
Yel notices your attention and says “they’re nice aren’t they?”
You don’t notice she takes off your pants as she speaks.
“Um…” you stammer and Yel Shushes you with a happy smile.
“Don’t think right now save it for waterbomb”
You nod as she takes a bottle from her shorts and drizzles it along her tits
“Can you imagine it, Me dancing while wet?” She asks and you do imagine how hot it would be,”
Yel smiles watching your cock harden. Then she does the unthinkable (gasp shock)
She wraps her tits around your cock. You stare at her as she does. She starts slow and methodical. Her movements are measured almost like a metronome. You moan at the unfamiliar but obscene pleasure and sight.
“Fuuuck Yel,” you choke out.
She smirks and says “you like”
“Fuck yeah I do!”
“Well you could have been getting this every week for 2 years,” she says sassy as she picks up speed. You groan as the precum flows from your tip like lava. Yel smiles that big innocent smile she has the makes this act all the more erotic.
She looks at you and says, “well better late than never. I am a little disappointed though. It took me 2 years to break you down and your not even that much older than me,”
Yel picks up the pace again this time adding turns and more body oils while she does. You her as she focuses on your pleasure. When you near the end and she feels you twitching she stops and gently bites the tip of your dick.
“Oh god fuck!” You say as you cum.
Ropes of white paint her tan face, breasts and neck as she massage the rest of your load out of you. The overstimulation kicks in and you scream before she finally stops.
You stare at her and she just smiles.
“Fuuuck” you say
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