INTERLUDE. 5 | Lilac Wine

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There were two things that, religiously every time you woke up, you would have to thank for the rest of the year, and those were Jeju Island and Hwang Yeji.

The little trip and the time spent with Lily and Haewon were more than necessary to clear your head. Stop thinking for a while about all the trail of shit you had left in your wake for so long. So when you landed back in Seoul, putting your life back on the rails was easier. You couldn’t do it alone, of course; you required a little help from Yeji to start with the most important thing of all: convincing Rina to come to your apartment so you could apologize to her.

It was, without a doubt, the most difficult conversation you had ever had. Not because of the content of the conversation itself, but because you had no fucking idea how to start it. Yeji had told you to write a few things on your phone. Things you would like to say to her. But you refused, because you wanted to be as authentic as possible. In the end, Rina, being the complete angel that she was, managed to understand and you fixed things, but damn, that list would have come in handy. Another reason in favor of always listening to Hwang Yeji.

Although you weren’t so sure you would listen to her when she suggested going to ITZY’s house again for dinner.

Thank God, everything went well that night. Things were a bit awkward between you and Chaery, but as a couple of mature and emotionally intelligent adults, you didn’t let your situation ruin the evening. You even made enough peace to even go out together to eat or watch movies over the four months that had passed. Never alone, however; you always went with either Lia or Ryujin. But that was already a tremendous advance.

And it goes without saying that the ones who benefited the most from being welcomed back into the house were Ryujin and Yuna. Lia and Yeji had enough decency to come to your apartment when they were horny. But Beelzebub and Asmodeus didn’t give a shit about anything: they made you fuck them in the living room, the kitchen, the pool, the balconies, the garage and even the fucking basement. Chaery, being the calm girl she was, didn’t care a little about all that, but it was a little uncomfortable for you.

Work, on the other hand, was going smoothly. Gunwook, after having also apologized to him—without, understandingly, his wife having apologized back to you—, it was a great help to organize everything related to your small business after months of having it a little rusty. It was perfect, because those months after your stay in Jeju were filled with world tours within the industry, which meant more cultural advice and many more groups and companies to work with.

However, as for your additional services, those that actually paid your bills, you weren’t taking on new clients in any way. The offers came non-stop from different companies, but your goal, which was to purify your life a little, was never going to be achieved if you kept adding random chemical components. Many could be compatible with how you ran all your stuff, yes. But there was a very high risk that it would be quite the opposite. You didn’t want to take any risk.

What you did do was go back to your roots and embrace them. Living alone, there were at least two rooms that you didn’t use for anything other than carrying dust. So, one of them was completely transformed into a massage room even more sophisticated and ostentatious than your original workplace, allowing you to give sessions to all your girls like in the good old days.

Simply put, the best thing you could have done was be a jerk. It might sound a little strange to see it from that perspective, but if it hadn’t been for that time when you were an idiot, maybe you wouldn’t have made all those changes in your life for the better. The mud also nourished the roots, after all.

That day you had left the Starship offices late after a meeting with a couple of executives. It wasn’t anything special, but one of the executives was late and you had to wait for him in the building, so you got home around 6 p.m., exhausted and wanting to take a hell of a nap.

But you were surprised to find the door to your apartment half open.

All your alarms went off.

Minjeong was supposed to come over that night to have dinner with you, but the only one who had a copy of your apartment key besides you was Rina. The girls could have it from her too, but always asking you first. Could she have stolen it? You didn’t believe she was capable; Minjeong was no longer that impudent little bitch she used to be during the tour. There was no chance.

You entered cautiously—into your own apartment—completely convinced you’d left the door open when you left that morning. Anyone who saw you from outside might have thought you were training for some damn special military unit, as you went room by room checking every corner. Kitchen, master bedroom, bathrooms, your office, guest room. All empty and undisturbed. Were you being damn paranoid? Was senile dementia catching up with you so soon? For God’s sake, you weren’t ready for that shit.

Although, you still had one room left to check.

After leaving your things in your office, you went to the massage room. That was mostly just a formality, because who the hell would break into a massage room specifically to steal? Surely…

When you opened the door, your heart nearly jumped out of your chest.

There was a completely naked woman lying face down on your massage table, only her ass covered by a towel. Black hair, but it wasn’t Rina; Rina’s breasts spilled out the sides in that position; it wasn’t Chaery either, because her body wasn’t as toned; much less Ryujin, because this woman had long hair.

Who could this petite, slender woman with black hair be?

Someone came to mind, but… it couldn’t be her, could it?

This woman had gone to the trouble of lighting candles in every corner of the massage room and adjusting the lights to make them dimmer. It was clear she was completely at ease there, as if it were her own home. You stood stunned in the doorway, thinking you were hallucinating.

Then, a voice you hadn’t expected, but one you desperately wanted to hear. The voice of your platonic love.

“Damn, you really took your time, didn’t you?” Jihye said, still face down, her head resting on her crossed arms. She turned her head toward you and looked at you. That damn beautiful face again. The one you’d only seen in your dreams for months. “Are you going to get started or not?”

Your body reacted long before your brain. Still speechless, you rushed to Jihye’s side, and in a matter of seconds, your hands were covered in oil and working on her back. Jihye glanced at you every now and then, but with a jumble of conflicting emotions swirling around you, you couldn’t meet her eyes. You didn’t know whether to hate her or love her as much as you had months ago.

“What’s wrong, darling?” Jihye asked. “Cat got your tongue? I don’t blame you; I didn’t see myself here after all this time either.”

You blinked as you massaged Jihye’s shoulder blades. Then a lump formed in your throat. She was really there. She was real.

“How… how could you?” That was the first thing you managed to spit out under your breath, applying more pressure to her muscles. “You left us, Jihye. You really left me and the girls stranded.”

“Sweetheart…”

“Why?” you raised your voice slightly, speaking purely out of spite. “To run away and get a happy ending with your toxic ex-girlfriend? You did everything for that?”

Jihye sighed and closed her eyes.

“Honey, I know you must hate me right now, but you know you’re oversimplifying it,” she said. “You understand perfectly why I did what I did and why anything else would only have been worse for everyone.”

“And what about…?”

“And be careful what you say about Joohyun,” Jihye cut you off, as if she’d read your mind. “Things between her and me are much healthier now. Just please calm down and think like the rational person I know you are.”

“I… ugh,” you paused for a moment to take a deep breath. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for this moment to be like this. It’s just… I haven’t stopped thinking about it. I couldn’t even sleep the first few weeks. It hasn’t been easy.”

“I tried to do things differently, believe me. I’m sorry too,” Jihye said softly.

“Why didn’t you tell me anything?” you asked, your hands going back to work on her body.

“You wouldn’t have let me,” Jihye replied. “The whole plan depended on you, especially, not knowing.”

“You’re right,” you murmured. “But… you would have listened to me, though?”

“Who knows. It depends on how you would have asked me.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Jihye opened her eyes and stared at you until you looked at her.

“You know exactly what that means.”

You held her gaze for longer than you would have liked, considering your weakness for her. Yes, you definitely knew what that meant. Even so, you couldn’t find the right words.

“Well, there’s no point in talking about the past anymore, I guess,” Jihye said, closing her eyes. “How have you been, sweetheart? I know you had a rough time.”

“Ah, yes, well…” you sighed, grumbling. “I’m better, but it was awful. I let it all get to me and I didn’t even recognize myself.”

“You made me worried.”

“I’m sorry,” you said, massaging her waist and lower back. “Things are so much better now.”

“Hm, I’m glad, honey.”

“Yeji made it all possible, honestly. Without her lectures I wouldn’t have gotten anywhere.”

Jihye let out a small laugh.

“Yeah, it’s good to have a woman like that in your life.”

“Well, not to put her down, but I wish you had been there. The woman I needed was you.”

Jihye was silent for a few seconds. Then you heard her take a deep breath.

“I said I’m sorry, darling,” she said. “I know the place I left you in might weigh on you a little. But hey, look how far you’ve come! It seems like it was just yesterday when we met at the girls’ house. Back then, I thought you were good for nothing but using that piece of meat you have hanging between your legs.”

You both laughed.

“Definitely one of my best qualities, yes,” you agreed. “But luckily I’m versatile enough.”

“Versatile enough to know how to use those hands of yours, damn,” Jihye sighed as you massaged her thighs. “You’re melting me.”

“Good to know.”

Silence fell between you for a few brief minutes, during which you happily worked on the rest of Jihye’s body. It still felt surreal to have her in front of you; you constantly felt in a strange state where you thought you were dreaming. You had longed to see this woman again for months, and now that you were reunited, you felt like something was pulling you back, preventing you from enjoying it properly.

“How are you, Jihye?” you asked after a while. “How’s the new job going?”

“Oh, everything’s going great,” Jihye replied. “Now I’m sitting at a table with people who actually listen to me and care about what I have to say.

"Just as you deserve,” you said, hiding a small smile. “And what about Joohyun? How are things between you two?”

“Better than ever, honestly,” she said. “Red Velvet has been inactive for quite a while, so she’s had plenty of free time during which we managed to work things out. Besides, we don’t have to hide absolutely everything about ourselves anymore.”

The smile you tried to hide finally surfaced.

“That’s good, honey,” you said after a few seconds. “It’s… a relief that you’re happy.”

“Even if it’s not with you?”

You pursed your lips and tilted your head. Damn, that was a blow.

“Your happiness is mine,” you replied from the bottom of your heart. “I think that’s all I can say.”

Jihye smiled.

“And yours is mine,” she said. “Although I know what happened with Chaery wasn’t easy.”

You grimaced and shook your head.

“It definitely wasn’t. But I think I’m over it now.”

“And… not even a lovebird out there?”

“I mean, the closest thing I have to that is Ning. But we’ve never made anything official. You know how that girl is.”

“Yeah she’s a sweetheart, but she’s not the type to make the first move. Are you planning on doing it?”

“Honestly, I don’t know. I haven’t had time to think about it.”

“Understandable. By the way, I wish I could say I came just to chat, but there are some work things we need to talk about.”

“It’s okay,” you said, reaching for your pants to unbutton them. “I appreciate you not starting with that and letting the foreplay be the catching up.”

Jihye burst out laughing and reached out to grab your wrist and stop you.

“Calm down, horny boy!” she said. “I wasn’t talking about that kind of work, moron. Not right now.”

“Oh, right,” you buttoned your pants back up. “Sorry. What’s it about?”

“It’s HYBE.”

“HYBE? Interesting.”

“They’ve contacted all the big companies you’ve worked for and are considering you for a pretty important role,” Jihye said, lying on her side and propping herself up on one elbow to look at you. It was extremely difficult not to focus on her breasts. “I don’t know exactly what they want you for, but the greedy bastards want to buy everyone else out and have you exclusively for their use.”

“That’s a surprise,” you said, grabbing a towel to dry the oil on your hands. “I always felt like out of the Big Four, HYBE was the only one that hated me.”

“Nah, they just didn’t need you yet. That’s how they operate,” Jihye said. “The other thing I can tell you is that there’s going to be a small party this weekend that you’ll be invited to. A party where you’ll meet someone I strongly advise you to make a good impression on.”

Jihye pushed herself off the massage table and sat on the edge facing you.

“I have absolutely no idea what the hell you’re talking about. Also, where are you going? I’m not even finished. What about your feet? I still have to scrub them.”

Jihye chuckled and got off the table to get her clothes.

“I don’t trust us to keep this professional if you touch my feet, darling,” she said, drying the oil off her body with one of your clean towels. “I know us too well.”

“Boring…” you muttered to yourself, looking away.

“What did you say?”

“Hm?” You turned to face her and pointed to yourself. “Me? Nothing.”

Jihye threw the towel she’d used to dry her body in your face.

“Like I was saying, I promise all this will make sense soon,” she said as you watched her get dressed. “In fact, I hope Minjeong tells you about it tonight.”

Jihye dressed with her characteristic efficiency and speed, tied her black hair into a high bun, and went straight to hug you, snuggling against your chest. You immediately wrapped your arms around her and buried your nostrils in her hair, which always smelled delicious.

The hug managed to heal something inside you.

“I missed you so much, silly boy,” Jihye murmured, one side of her face pressed against your chest.

You took a deep breath, only able to hug her tighter, not wanting her to leave again.

“And I missed you too, boss,” you replied. “Please… don’t disappear again. I beg you.”

“I promise I won’t,” she said. “I don’t know when we’ll see each other again, though, because I have a feeling you’ll be busier than ever soon, but I promise to stay in touch.”

“That’s okay,” you smiled. “That’s perfect.”

Jihye pulled away from you, stood on her tiptoes, and cupped your face to plant a kiss on your cheek.

“Be a good boy and walk me to the door, okay?”

“Anything for you.”

You took Jihye’s hand, and she instinctively intertwined her fingers with yours, letting you lead her to the exit. There, she gave you another quick kiss on the arm as you opened the door.

“Have a good night and enjoy your dinner with Minjeong-ah, love,” Jihye said, stepping out the door and turning to face you. “I’m proud of you, by the way. Always remember that.”

Before you could reply, Jihye reached for the doorknob, winked at you, and closed it for you.

And you stood there, feeling an emptiness in your chest equivalent to three supermassive black holes caused by not having her near. You cursed the damn tour with Aespa for it, as it had left irreparable scars. The only good thing about it all was that, finally, after so long, that emptiness felt less overwhelmingly heavy.

With your heart still in your throat, you went to take a quick shower, since Minjeong was expected to arrive any minute. Not even twenty minutes had passed when the doorbell rang. When you went to open the door, there she was, looking gorgeous as usual, only this time with her hair dyed a dark red, a leather jacket over a simple t-shirt, a short black skirt, and high boots.

“Hi!” Minjeong greeted you in her adorable little voice and her usual bubbly mood, skipping inside the apartment. “I brought wine!” she showed you the bottle of Petrus red wine she had brought.

“Great, because I really need it,” you said, closing the door.

“Ah, exhausting day?” she asked, waiting for you halfway down the hall.

You sighed.

“You could say that,” you said, walking until you stood in front of her. You raised a hand and brushed a strand of hair that hung across her forehead. “You look beautiful.”

“I know,” Minjeong said, looking into your eyes and swaying her shoulders. “You don’t look bad at all. You showered, right?”

“I always shower when I’m going to see you, Minjeong-ah.”

Minjeong giggled.

“That’s sweet,” she tilted her head, still looking at you. “So we’re going to make dinner together, right?”

“Of course,” you nodded for her to get going. “Everything’s in the fridge.”

Minjeong turned, took your hand, and walked with you to the kitchen. She had made it clear a couple of months ago that she wanted the two of you to spend more quality time together, but her concept of quality time was much more private than you could have imagined. Perhaps it was because she was one of the most famous idols in the country, but her first choice was always to be alone with you.

At first, you thought it would be more awkward, considering she was the Aespa member you’d spent the least amount of time with. Much to your surprise, however, there was always a certain air of comfort and harmony between the two of you when you were alone. A testament to this was how, while you were preparing dinner that night, the wine was quickly emptied as the conversation flowed naturally and amidst laughter.

That same night you also realized that it often felt more like one friend hanging out than two friends, especially considering how the nights always ended when you “hung out” with another of your friends. It wasn’t something that bothered you, not at all; Minjeong was absolutely charming.

On the one hand, there was her adorable, chipper-like side, a cheerful girl you could make laugh with any silly thing and who always looked out for you in her own way. She was also a grumpy girl who got easily annoyed, to the point that you once made her cry unintentionally. And above all that, she was a sassy girl who knew how to, and loved to, get on your nerves.

In short, spending time with her was perhaps one of your favorite things.

“Hey… do you realize that we’ve never had sex just the two of us?” Minjeong asked mid-meal, pouring herself some of the new bottle of wine you’d had brought from reception. You almost choked on a piece of beef.

“Excuse me?” you asked, thinking you’d misheard.

“Yeah, it’s always been a group thing,” Minjeong continued, placing the bottle in the center of the table. “First there was Jihye, then Ning, and then more people in general. Never just you and me. Everyone else has been the sole focus of your attention.”

You were too shocked to respond, aside from having your mouth full. But not because she was saying anything wrong, but because you’d never stopped to think about it.

“Um… well…”

“Is it because of what happened?” Minjeong asked, her gaze fixed on her food, her voice lower and more hesitant. “Do you still hold a grudge about it? Or… is it that I’m not good enough?”

You abruptly dropped your fork, which clattered against the porcelain plate. Minjeong looked up.

“Minjeong-ah,” you said sternly, meeting her gaze. “First of all, what happened is water under the bridge. I don’t hold a grudge. Second, please never say again that you’re not good enough; there hasn’t been a moment in your life when you weren’t. It’s just… the circumstances weren’t right. As simple as that.”

Minjeong lowered her gaze, smiled, and let out a giggle.

“Well, I guess the circumstances were right tonight,” she said before meeting your eyes. “I’m not wearing anything under this skirt, and you didn’t even notice because you haven’t even tried anything yet.”

You laughed through your nose and picked up your fork again to bring a piece of beef to your mouth.

“Sorry for thinking you wanted our quality time to have a different focus, Minjeong-ah,” you said, chewing. As you swallowed, you took a sip of your wine and looked at her. “How about I finish eating, crawl under this table, and eat you out?”

Minjeong bit her lower lip through a smile, making her look gorgeous.

“That’s what I wanted to hear.”

“We have a plan then.”

Despite the obvious excitement on Minjeong’s face, you ate much more slowly, completely on purpose. Minjeong quickly realized what you were doing. As the minutes ticked by, she didn’t bother to hide how anxious and desperate she was, to the point of breathing more heavily and squirming a little in her seat.

“Are you serious?” Minjeong asked.

“Hm?” you looked up.

“Are you really going to take forever to finish that?” Minjeong gestured to your plate. Hers was already empty, but she was still drinking wine.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Minjeong rolled her eyes, crossed her arms, and settled back in her seat.

When you finally finished your meal, about ten minutes later, Minjeong looked at you hopefully, thinking the moment had finally arrived. But you disappointed her by getting up and going to the kitchen to get a glass of ice water.

“Oh, come on!” Minjeong exclaimed, annoyed. “Screw you!”

You did your best not to laugh and let the water run down your nose. Deciding she’d had enough, you went back with the half-empty glass and sat down. Immediately, you dragged your fork from your plate to the edge of the table and let it fall to the floor. The thud echoed through the apartment.

“Oops, I guess I should pick that up,” you said.

With the glass of water in your hand, you pushed your chair back and knelt on the floor under the table, scooping a couple of ice cubes into your mouth and then placing the glass near one of the table legs. Minjeong sat on the edge of her chair, spread her legs wide, and lifted her miniskirt slightly to reveal her impeccably shaved pussy.

You placed an ice cube between your lips, crawled between her legs, and gripped her calves before pressing it between her folds.

“Oh shit!” Minjeong squealed. “I wasn’t expecting that! Fuck!”

Minjeong didn’t hesitate to let out a moan when you began rubbing the ice cube up and down, alternating with your tongue and overwhelming her with the contrast in texture and temperature. After a minute, she lowered one hand and parted her folds.

“Rub my clit and don’t you dare stop until the cube melts,” Minjeong moaned, stroking your hair with her other hand. “Please!”

Before fulfilling her request, you licked a little more with your tongue, slowly and from top to bottom between her silky, now damp and cold folds, also giving her clit some attention with the tip. But Minjeong truly went wild when, summoning all your skill, you forced the larger ice cube inside her entrance. Once it was in, you finally focused on her clit with the other ice cube.

“Oh my god, how the fuck did you do that?!” Minjeong squealed, tugging at your hair as you rubbed one ice cube against her clit while the other melted inside her.

Minjeong soon began to rock her hips on the seat, her cute, addictive moans echoing through the room. Then you noticed something: each time she rocked her hips, there was a kind of metallic scraping sound against the wood. You thought you knew what it was, but before you asked, you focused on making her cum first.

The explosion didn’t take long. Minjeong gripped strands of your hair tightly as she convulsed with pleasure.

“MMMGHH!!! FUCKK!!” she screamed, arching her back, spasms taking over her slender body.

You weren’t sure if she was squirting or if it was just all the water from the melting ice cubes, but the fact was Minjeong was making a mess, flooding the entire seat and soaking the floor. You let her enjoy her orgasm nonetheless, licking her inner thighs and breathing hot breath against her sensitive pussy.

“Jesus Christ…” Minjeong sighed a while later, settling back in her seat. “That was… AMAZING!”

“Mmm, I can tell you liked it,” you replied quietly, eyeing the puddles everywhere.

“This isn’t the last time we do this, just so you know,” Minjeong gasped. “I might even tell the girls about it.”

“Or even better: you don’t tell them anything and we keep it to ourselves, don’t you think?” You looked at her from under the table with a sly smile.

Minjeong smiled back.

“I like the way you think.”

You picked up the glass you’d left nearby and crawled out from under the table to return to your seat. Your breathing was still ragged, but not as heavy as hers.

“By the way, would you mind getting up to check something?” you asked, playing dumb. “I thought I heard something while you were soaking my floor.”

Minjeong looked at you and blushed, giggling.

“No need to get up, your suspicions are correct,” she replied. “Did you really think I’d come here without an anal plug in?”

You shrugged and settled back in your seat.

“Naive of me, I guess,” you said. “By the way, you should have told me how you were feeling earlier; we could have fixed it in no time.”

“I know, but you were with Chaery and I didn’t know what your rules were,” Minjeong said. “And Ning’s still crazy about you, so…” she shrugged. “I don’t know. I wanted to be discreet. I might be a pervert, but I can be a bit of a romantic sometimes.”

“You literally have a piece of metal embedded in your ass.”

“You know what I mean!” Minjeong complained. “Besides, how am I not supposed to feel self-conscious when I spend all my time with girls like Jimin and Aeri?”

“Minjeong-ah…”

“No, but seriously, have you seen them?”

“I’ve seen every inch of them, honey.”

“Then you understand what I’m saying.”

“Yes, and no at the same time,” you leaned forward and rested your elbows on the table. “Have you ever looked at yourself in a mirror?”

Minjeong frowned.

“Every morning, what kind of stupid question is that?”

“Then you understand how ridiculously beautiful you are,” you tilted your head, meeting her eyes. “Even when you’re pissed off.”

Minjeong gripped her fork with a reverse grip and raised it.

“I’m going to gouge your eyes out,” she threatened.

“But you look especially beautiful when you smile,” you said, ignoring her threat. “And when you’re all giggling and cheerful. Makes me wanna squeeze your face and fill it with little kisses.”

Minjeong rolled her eyes, dropped her fork, and crossed her arms, looking away. She blushed, but said nothing.

“And besides all that, if that weren’t enough, you look like a total goddess when I’m fucking your brains out.”

“God, stop!” she complained, but she didn’t really want you to.

“You wore that thing hoping I’d use you like a whore tonight, didn’t you?” You lowered your voice, just the way she loved it. Minjeong subtly bit her lower lip. “Well, it seems your prayers were answered, because I can’t stop thinking about lifting that skirt, pounding that pussy, and then fucking your ass harder than I ever have.”

Minjeong licked her lips and, without any response to your comments, began clearing the table one by one before taking them to the kitchen sink. When she returned, she didn’t go back to her side of the table. Instead, she went to your side, straddled your lap, and cupped your face in both hands to crash your lips together. You wrapped your arms around Minjeong’s small waist and smiled mid-kiss, satisfied that your teasing had paid off so quickly.

The atmosphere heated up just as quickly, your heads tilting from side to side and your breaths coming in heavy gasps. Your priority was removing her jacket, and only then did you allow yourself to slip your hands under her skirt to squeeze her ass and incite her to grind against you. The movement caused your entire lap to become soaked with water and fluids that remained on Minjeong’s pussy and legs, and it only made her moan louder and with greater need against your lips.

After long seconds of exchanging saliva, Minjeong stood up and turned her back to you, bent over the table, and lifted her skirt to reveal her two pale buttocks, the plug with a bright red gem inside her ass, and her pretty, still-wet pussy. She looked at you over her shoulder.

“Come on, stand up and use me, daddy…” Minjeong said.

You stood up so quickly and abruptly that the chair slid backward and fell over. On another occasion, you might have worried, and Minjeong might have burst out laughing, but there was no time for either. Hypnotized by desire, you yanked down your sweatpants and boxers, positioned yourself behind her, and, with your throbbing cock in one hand, rubbed the tip between her wet folds until you thrust inside her with a single, slow motion.

“Mmmgh fuck…” Minjeong moaned softly, looking back. Her gaze then rose to meet yours. “I’m yours, daddy, use me however you please.”

“Are you all mine, really?” you gasped, both hands on her small yet fleshy waist. You began moving at a steady pace from the start, the walls of her tight pussy yielding easily to every inch of your shaft while maintaining an overwhelming grip around it.

“And occasionally the girls’,” Minjeong replied, then moaned against her pursed lips. “But all I need is for you to ask, and you’ll have me whenever you want, with a pretty little ribbon just for you.”

“Mmm, would you do that for me?” you asked, before squeezing both her buttocks and slapping one of them hard, making her squeal. Minjeong’s pale skin immediately flushed red.

“That and much more,” Minjeong said, now supporting herself with her hands, her head hanging between her shoulders. You were moving faster and faster, so her reddish hair began to sway and her body to shake with the thrusts. “God, I’d even say something sweet, but I can’t think right now, just fuck me hard!”

Minjeong threw her head back and let out a long moan as your pelvis began to slam against her ass in rapid thrusts. You took her chin in your hand and pulled her towards you so her head rested on your shoulder, giving you free rein to bury your face in her neck. There you scattered small kisses and firm bites, which made Minjeong reach behind you and grip the back of your neck, her sweet moans in your ear.

“Harder, daddy…” Minjeong purred, her lips brushing against your ear, where you also felt her warm breath. “I told you to use me, didn’t I?”

“I’m sorry, baby,” you said against her neck. “It’s the first time I’ve had you all to myself. I wanted to enjoy it.”

“It’s the first time, but not the last,” Minjeong replied, and then she gave your hair a little tug to make you look into her eyes from that short distance, your noses almost touching. “Right now, what I need… what I really need, is for you to fuck me like you hate me. Without actually hating me, of course, or I’ll start crying.”

You laughed through your labored breathing, wrapped your arms around her, pressing her back against your chest, and gave her a slow kiss on the lips.

“You’re fucking adorable, you know?” you asked, followed by another quick kiss. “Don’t worry, the only reason you’re going to cry is because of how good it’s going to feel.”

Before fulfilling her request, you moved your hands to her waist and pulled her t-shirt out from under her skirt, lifting it over her arms, and quickly unhooked her bra as well. Now, with Minjeong completely naked from the waist up, you pushed her back against the table and, with one hand on the back of her neck to hold her in place, began pounding her pussy.

“Mmmgh fuck just like that!” Minjeong whimpered as you frantically pounded the tip of your cock against her cervix. The thuds of flesh against flesh reverberated throughout the spacious room.

You maintained your grip on the back of her neck, with an additional one on her waist. That other hand soon slid down to her lower back, putting all your weight there to keep up the pace. Minjeong went wild with moans and heavy gasps, as you were pounding her exactly the way she asked.

“Don’t stop, baby, please don’t stop!” Minjeong whimpered, still beneath the weight of your arms, her legs beginning to tremble. “I’m gonna… fuck, I’m gonna cum!! Mmmgh!!”

Minjeong writhed beneath your hands and erupted with a sensual whimper. Her pussy gripped your cock with the force of a boa constrictor, her lower body shaking and her legs threatening to give way, knees constantly flexing. You slapped her ass a couple more times through her orgasm, and Minjeong groaned with each one.

“So good… fuck…” Minjeong moaned softly as you slowly fucked her. You released the back of her neck so she could lift her head and look at you. “My throat… gag me on that cock.”

You pulled out of her pussy and yanked her hair to her feet, then took her arm to turn her around and make her kneel in front of you. You quickly took off your sweater and stood with your feet on either side of her thighs. Minjeong rested her head against the edge of the table, opened her mouth, and stuck her tongue out as far as it would go, inviting you to slide your cock inside.

Minjeong closed her lips around your shaft and looked at you with lustful eyes as she took every inch. Halfway in, she was forced to open her mouth slightly, and just as you were about to slide in completely, she had her first gag reflex and grimaced. The orders were clear, so you ignored that and gripped the sides of her head to force your cock in up to the hilt. All you could hear next were muffled sounds and gurgles.

“Take it all, bitch,” you growled, your fingers gripping strands of her hair, giving her little thrusts with your hips to gag her even more.

You kept your cock deep in her throat for what felt like an eternity. Minjeong managed to breathe, but only in short, shallow breaths. As the seconds ticked by, she finally started drooling, and only when her eyes rolled back did you know it was time to pull out.

Minjeong gasped for air, her chest rising and falling frantically. Thin strands of saliva connected the tip of your cock to her lips, and her mouth and chin were dripping with saliva.

“You like that, little slut?” you asked, holding her head by a handful of red hair with one hand. You slapped her cheek sharply with the other, making her moan. “Want me to fuck that pretty face of yours?”

Minjeong’s only response was to bite her lower lip and nod, opening her mouth once more to receive your cock. The process was the same, but once you reached the back of her throat, your hips began to move back and forth. Minjeong took every inch effortlessly for the first few seconds. However, as you started to increase the pace, it became increasingly difficult for her to breathe properly.

“Drool on that cock, bitch,” you growled, your balls slapping against her chin repeatedly.

Minjeong moaned around your cock, struggling to keep from coughing and hindering you. Her nails dug into your thighs. After a while, when you were fucking her mouth like an animal, she found it impossible to keep up and started coughing, spitting you out. A mouthful of thick saliva dripped from her mouth to the floor.

“Just so you know, you asked for it,” you said as she was still coughing and gasping for air. “Are you okay?”

“Perfectly,” Minjeong replied, wiping saliva from her chin with the back of her hand. “I’d do it again without hesitation.”

Minjeong took your cock in her hand and brought it to her mouth, sucking every drop of saliva that soaked it, then pulled it out again to shower kisses and licks down its length. You then helped her to her feet, shared a passionate kiss, and lifted her onto the edge of the table to penetrate her pussy again.

You both moaned against each other’s lips as you were deep inside her again. Minjeong spread her legs wide, her feet in the air. You braced your fists against the table on either side of her waist and began to fuck her with violent, relentless thrusts.

Minjeong wrapped her arms around your neck for a moment and gripped your head with one hand, then slid both hands to your neck, moaning uncontrollably against your lips, your ragged breaths mingling. After a few seconds, she broke the kiss and fell back, her back arched against the table. You admired her body, every inch of it, including her beautiful face, flushed and contorted with pleasure. The sight melted your brain.

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful…” you murmured as you pounded into her pussy, placing a hand on her luscious abdomen, then moving it up between her breasts until it rested around her neck. You didn’t apply any pressure. That made her look into your eyes. “I want to spit in your mouth.”

The red-haired girl blushed, propped herself up on her elbows, and stuck out her tongue for you. You leaned down and spat on it, then slapped her.

“More,” Minjeong groaned. You bit her lower lip hard and slapped her face again. “Harder!!”

The next slap was so hard it snapped Minjeong’s face back, covering it with her own hair. You quickly grabbed her chin, pulled her back, and gave her another thrust. Each one made her moan louder and her pussy tighten around your shaft. Then, in an animalistic outburst, you pushed her back onto her back, squeezing her neck with one hand and using the other to rub her clit.

Minjeong gripped your wrist with both hands and rolled her eyes back, her mouth open, trying to release moans that only came out as gasps. Soon she looked at you, her eyes filled with tears, and held your gaze until you made her come. Her cries were still muffled in her throat, but her body let you know she was melting with pleasure, her legs wrapped around your waist and her back arched as she shuddered and spasmed.

You let her savor her orgasm before releasing her grip on her neck. As Minjeong caught her breath and composed herself, you stepped back and worked on removing her boots—which thankfully were strappy—one by one, leaving her in her black knee-high socks. Then you removed her skirt, which yielded easily with just the unzip in the back, and slid an arm under her waist to help her sit up. Minjeong clung to your shoulders.

“Am I… that beautiful to you?” Minjeong gasped, looking into your eyes. Her voice was so sweet you almost melted. “You’ve never looked at me like this before.”

You held her gaze for a few seconds as you wiped the tears from her soft, perfect cheekbones. She hadn’t looked at you like this before either, but it was best not to say anything about that.

“I already told you, I’ve never had you all to myself before,” you replied. “And yes, you are that beautiful to me. You always have been.”

“It’s just… now I don’t want you to stop looking at me like that,” Minjeong said, blushing. “It makes me feel…” She tilted her head, thoughtful. “I don’t know what it makes me feel, I’m still too horny to think, and you haven’t even fucked my ass yet.”

You laughed and pulled out of her.

“Let’s go to the bedroom and we’ll change that in no time.”

Minjeong got off the table with your help and took your hand, intertwining your fingers, so you could lead her to your room. Inside, you left the lights off and only turned on the auxiliary ones, bathing the room in a cold, dim light. It wasn’t that noticeable, though, since the main source of light was the city itself, which faded into the distance because of how high up you were.

After closing the door behind you, you went with Minjeong to the bed and let her straddle you. You melted into a passionate kiss, your arms and legs tangled together as you groped her all over. Every inch of her body was explored by your hands, from her smooth back to her firm little ass, while she caressed your shoulders, your chest, and your cheeks.

“I know I said I needed you to fuck my ass urgently, but god, I want to ride your cock for a little while…” Minjeong gasped against your lips. The city lights fell across her face. “Can I?”

“You don’t have to ask permission for that, sweetheart,” you said, stroking her cheekbone with the back of your hand. “Go ahead, have fun.”

Minjeong wasted no time and, after adjusting her thighs on either side of your waist, she took your cock in her hand, lifted her hips, and impaled herself on it. She immediately leaned forward, her breasts pressed against your chest, and kissed you again, moaning against your lips. You then wrapped your arms around her, your hands tracing her smooth back as she began to move her hips up and down.

You didn’t talk about it much, but Minjeong’s skill with her hip movements was simply prodigious. No other girl came close in that regard—Chaery or Seulgi, maybe. Her level of control was perfect, and her sense of whether a movement felt right for both of you was flawless. That meant that every time she rode you, she treated your cock like it was the last time she’d ever do it, making you moan loudly every time your cock slid in and out of her tight pussy.

“You like it, daddy?” Minjeong murmured against your lips, breathing hot air onto them, one hand on your collarbone and the other on the top of your head.

“I fucking love it, oh my god,” you gasped, throwing your head back, your mouth slightly open. Your hands slid down her back and stopped at her ass to help her keep the rhythm.

“I’m surprised you haven’t come yet,” Minjeong giggled. “You’re holding on like crazy, huh?”

“You’re right,” you admitted. “But it’s because I want to save my load for your ass.”

You immediately slapped her ass hard. Minjeong squealed and began moving her hips faster, maintaining the sense of her movements and not just bouncing wildly, as if her hips were made of water.

“Let me finish here quickly, then,” she said.

Minjeong gave you a quick kiss on the lips and planted her feet on the mattress, assuming a squatting position, so that she was now bouncing up and down on your cock. Her moans and clapping sounds filled the room. A little over a minute passed like this, your hands behind your head and Minjeong’s nails digging into your chest, until she came with a sudden downward thrust.

“Mmmghh fuck!” Minjeong moaned, eyes closed, biting her lower lip. Her pussy smothered every inch of your cock as her lower body trembled. She then collapsed forward and kissed you again.

The kiss lingered for a while longer, your cock still resting deep within Minjeong’s walls. You stroked her back from top to bottom with your fingertips, making her sigh and shiver. Her way of returning the favor was to break the kiss and scatter little kisses along the side of your face and neck.

The moment, when you and Minjeong shared small kisses and caresses, felt so intimate that it was hard to process. Months ago, she had acted like a selfish bitch, and at one point, you had almost hated her for the rest of your life. Now you were treating each other like you were more than just friends. You really didn’t know how to feel about it. It was true that your relationship with her had improved considerably in recent months, and it was also true that, inevitably, your attraction to her and your chemistry were stronger.

But you weren’t looking to get into a relationship right now. Your head wasn’t in the right place for it.

“Alright, bring that ass over here, Minjeong-ah,” you whispered in her ear.

Minjeong, who had been kissing your shoulders, looked up at you, her eyes shining with excitement.

“Do you have lube?” she asked.

“I always have to, sweetheart.”

You gently moved Minjeong off you and laid her back on the pillow next to you. You leaned to the side and took an unopened bottle of lube from your nightstand drawer. You quickly peeled off the plastic wrap as you knelt between Minjeong’s open legs, opened the bottle, and set it aside.

“Alright, let’s get this thing out of here once and for all,” you said, looking at the piece of metal embedded in Minjeong’s ass.

Minjeong raised her legs and pressed her knees against her torso, hugging them from behind to hold them in position. You placed one hand on her thigh, and with the other, slowly pulled the anal plug in by the handle. Minjeong let out a small moan. The plug wasn’t a conventional one; this one was much longer, more phallic than bullet-shaped, about 12 centimeters long. Something only a perverted whore like her would use, basically.

“Fucking hell, woman,” you said, showing her the anal plug. “You didn’t need one that big.”

“Yes, I did,” Minjeong objected, glancing at you from the side of her legs. “Otherwise, how were you going to use my ass as a second pussy if it wasn’t stretched enough?”

You lowered your gaze to look at Minjeong’s dilated butthole, tilting your head.

“Good point.”

Minjeong giggled.

“Don’t make me wait any longer, please. I’ve been waiting for this all night.”

“I’m getting to it, you impatient slut.”

You grabbed the bottle of lube you’d set aside and poured it onto your fingers, which you then slowly inserted into Minjeong’s dilated butthole. Not much lube was needed; it was simply to aid friction, as you were confident your cock would slide in completely without any trouble.

Just as you thought, once you lubricated your cock and guided it into her butthole, it slid easily between her tight walls. Minjeong melted into a long, sensual moan as you inserted every inch, gripping her own legs. A few delicious seconds later, your shaft disappeared completely inside her.

“Oh my god,” you gasped, both hands on Minjeong’s thighs. “You weren’t wrong.”

“I’m never wrong,” Minjeong replied, her eyes closed, her face ecstatic.

“Fuck, don’t make me start,” you chuckled, beginning to move your hips back and forth.

Minjeong opened her eyes and looked at you, her cheeks flushed with pleasure.

“Tell me one time I’ve been wrong.”

“No, because I don’t want you to get mad right now. I’ll tell you later.”

“But…”

You slapped her ass hard with all your might. Minjeong screamed. Your handprint left a mark on her skin.

“Shut up. I’m going to destroy your ass, not argue with you.”

Minjeong put her hand to her mouth, because you were sure the slap must have stung like crazy. Meanwhile, with both hands on the back of her thighs, you gradually picked up the pace until you were thrusting hard and violently into her ass.

“Nnhhgg fuck fuck fuck!!” Minjeong groaned, her back arched and her nails digging into her own skin. After a while, she opened her eyes to look at you. “Give it all to me, daddy. Use my ass like your fucking toy!”

“Mmmgh,” you groaned under your breath before leaning forward and bracing your fists against the mattress on either side of her body. Now you were holding her thighs against her torso with yours. “Whose little ass is this, baby?”

“It’s yours, daddy!” Minjeong whimpered, breathing heavily. She stifled a moan against her pursed lips. “It’s yours, and you have every fucking right to fill it!”

“Oh yeah? Do you want a big, thick load in your ass?” you asked, pounding her ass up and down, pinning her against the bed.

“Mhm!!” Minjeong nodded desperately. “I need it so bad, daddy!”

You straightened up slightly and removed her arms from around her legs, pressing them against her torso yourself. That grip allowed you to thrust deeper into her ass, resulting in a series of desperate squeals and then a violent orgasm that shook the bed.

Minjeong’s instructions were clear, so you continued fucking her like an animal through her orgasm, completely ignoring her sensitivity. She screamed like a madwoman, louder than anyone had in that new apartment so far, and her eyes quickly filled with tears.

That brought her to another consecutive orgasm, but you had no intention of giving her a break. While she was still trembling and shaking, you pulled out of her ass. You forced her onto her stomach so you could position yourself on top of her. Minjeong let out a muffled moan as you thrust back into her ass.

“Fuck, that little ass feels so good,” you growled in her ear, holding her chin as you moved your hips frantically. “Moan for me, whore.”

You straightened your back and placed both hands on her waist, fingers digging deep into her flesh amidst savage thrusts. Minjeong let out moan after moan. Her body twitched like a rag doll’s from the violent blows she was receiving from behind.

Seconds later, you moved your hands to the back of her head and pressed her face down onto the mattress, deliberately cutting off her air. Minjeong let out muffled cries of pleasure as you pounded her ass up and down, and after a while, she came again in a series of desperate whimpers.

When you finally released her head and she could lift it to breathe, she looked up at you over her shoulder, one side of her face pressed against the mattress. Her hair was a disheveled mess, and her cheeks were wet with tears.

“Please, daddy…” she begged softly. “I’m ready for your load… give it to me. I need it.”

You quickly pulled out of her and lay down beside her. Minjeong was strong enough to lie on her side, allowing you to press her back against your chest, pull her onto your arm so you could hug her, and then slide back inside her to resume your thrusts, now deeper and more sensual.

Minjeong turned her face and found your lips to kiss you, stifling small sighs against them as you squeezed her breasts with one hand and held her waist with the other. From there, there was no need to change positions, as your climax was just around the corner. It was only a couple of thrusts later that you finally exploded inside her.

“Mmmgh fuck!” you groaned against her lips, your brow furrowing with pleasure. You thrust in with a powerful stroke, emptying your balls into her tight little ass, your cock throbbing inside her.

“Fuck, it feels so warm and thick…” Minjeong sighed, looking into your eyes as you filled her ass with a generous load of semen.

Overwhelmed with pleasure, you threw your head back, mouth slightly open, enjoying the small electric shocks that coursed through your body with each throb of your cock. After emptying yourself completely, you withdrew from her almost instinctively, letting your cum spill onto the sheets.

A sudden wave of exhaustion hit your body, causing you to collapse, your face buried in Minjeong’s sweaty neck, where she held you by the nape of your neck, gently ruffling your hair. You stayed wrapped in her arms for a few minutes with your eyes closed, simply catching your breath and letting your body cool down.

A while later, you lifted your head and found her looking at you with bright, beautiful eyes.

“Wait here, sweetheart,” you said, and gave her a little kiss on the chin. “I’ll get you something to clean up with.”

“Okay,” Minjeong replied softly.

You moved away from her and hurried to the bathroom, where you got both a roll of toilet paper and some wet wipes. With both of them, you cleaned Minjeong and the sheets that had been stained (although they would still need to be changed later). When you finished, you went back to her side and hugged her, your nose buried in her hair. You both gazed out at the city.

“Will the girls be upset if you stay the night?” You asked in a low voice so as not to break the serene moment.

“There shouldn’t be a problem as long as I get back early,” Minjeong replied, clinging to your wrist. “We have practice in the morning and then we have cleaning.”

“That’s fine,” you said, gently caressing her hands. “You can leave whenever you want, darling, I won’t keep you prisoner.”

“Hmm, that’s a shame,” Minjeong giggled. “It wouldn’t be so bad to be your prisoner whom you punish. By the way, what do you have planned for this weekend?”

There it was. Jihye was never wrong. Damn spectacular woman.

“Me? Nothing for the moment. Why?”

“We’re having a small party with some friends,” Minjeong said. “Well, Aeri and I. Ning’s family is coming to visit and Jimin is going to spend time with her sister.”

“A small party sounds nice. But I wouldn’t want to be an intruder on a girls’ night out, to be honest.”

“No, you wouldn’t be an intruder at all, silly,” Minjeong said, turning her face to look at you. “In fact, you’d make it even more fun. I know Aeri wouldn’t mind. And I don’t think Yunjin or Somi would have a problem with it.”

Suddenly, it all clicked in your head. Jihye had told you that HYBE had their eye on you, and that you had to impress someone that weekend. Only one of those two was from that company. Although, damn… Somi too?

“Big fishes, huh?” you raised both eyebrows. “Okay. I’ll make myself available. Just tell me the place and time.”

“We’ll talk about that later, honey. For now, just cuddle me and kiss me a lot, okay?” Minjeong snuggled even closer to you, her naked body as close to yours as possible. “

"I’d be delighted.”

You gave her a little kiss on the cheek and another on the lips. Then you reached for your blanket, spread it out, and covered yourselves with it. Minutes later, after a series of kisses and caresses, you were both fast asleep, snuggled up to each other.

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