Rear Windows

"Hey Ting," you call out as you reach the rooftop.

"Oh oppa, come quickly!" she waves you over, her eyes glued to the night sky. "It's going to start soon!"

"What is?"

"The shooting stars!"

Can we even see them here? you ponder to yourself—you were still in the city after all. You join Xiaoting at the table, and she pulls your arm around her, resting her head on your shoulder. You kiss the crown of her fiery red hair.

"Are you cold?"

"Not if you're here with me," you murmur in her ear, hugging her from behind, hands comfortably around her waist. You sigh into her shoulder, and Xiaoting sighs contentedly and leans back, melting in your embrace. The two of you quietly look at the night sky, waiting for the first streaks of starlight.

A few minutes later though, you catch the first rays of manlight—an apartment across from Xiaoting's balcony. Xiaoting perks up at the familiar silhouette.

"Oh, it's Yujin!" She slips one hand out of your hug to wave, and you join her, waving at Yujin to catch her attention. When Yujin waves back, Xiaoting mimes and points a hand upwards to the sky, and Yujin nods—she is there to watch the shooting stars too. Xiaoting tries to wave her over, to get Yujin to join the two of you, but she declines, her hands doing a kissing motion before doing a large “X”, indicating she didn't want to third wheel the two of you. The two of you blush, but Xiaoting cranes her neck up at you, and you take the chance to do exactly what Yujin motioned, leaning down to peck her.

"Yaaaah Yujin's watching!"

Aww that's so cute! Yujin squeals internally, happy for Xiaoting and her boyfriend. She waggles her eyebrows suggestively, puckering her lips and mocking them, and they blush before settling back to looking up at the night sky. Yujin joins them in looking up at the night sky, wishing her boyfriend is here with her too, but alas, he has to work late tonight. After a while she sighs and checks her phone—15 minutes past the supposed time the shooting stars should have appeared. Maybe it’s too bright in the city, maybe she should just turn in.

She starts to turn away, but movement on Xiaoting's balcony causes her to stop. The candlelight is dim, but she can make out the form of the two of them, well, making out. Xiaoting's hand is on his cheek, and her exposed neck is stretching, craning to reach up to kiss him. His hand strokes her face tenderly before moving down to cover her vulnerability. It is not clear at night, but the two of them seem to be moving as one, passionately kissing under the night sky.

"Ting..." You break the kiss and groan. You lean down to kiss Xiaoting again, but you are stopped by her grabbing your hand and resting it on her hips. Not just anywhere on her hips though—you are right at the waistband of her jeans, and they are loose.

"Xiaoting?" you ask quietly, even as your fingers slip between skin and fabric, confirming that she has loosened her jeans. Soon your fingers are between skin and air, her jeans now down to knee-level if anyone else was watching.

"I want it," she whines. This time your fingers are trapped between skin and thinner fabric, and you kiss her hungrily as you press two fingers against her wetness.

"I thought you said Yujin was watching?" you murmur.

"I want it now! B-besides, look, the light's off now, she's probably gone." Xiaoting makes her case, not that you needed any convincing. Gently you part her lips, slowly you rub her walls, and oh so delicately she moans into your kiss, her hips starting to grind against you. The flickers of candlelight splash on the two of you, just like Xiaoting is beginning to do so in your palm—she is wetter than usual, the romantic yet thrilling atmosphere really getting her into the mood.

The hand on your neck is gentle, but that quickly changes as Xiaoting begins pushing her hips against your hand, urging you to push into her, to do more than rub her walls, to fingerfuck her. You curl your fingers, and the empty side of your neck is now marked with dark hickeys as she sucks your neck to muffle her whimpers.

"Just a little more," she gasps, and the hand around your neck pulls you more urgently, her nails starting to dig into you. "Almost, almost, almost!" As you continue to finger Xiaoting her free hand grabs your arm, and with a sharp pull from her your palm grinds against her engorged clit.

With a squeal and a bump that almost knocks the candle over you trigger Xiaoting's wet orgasm, a warm wave of juice leaking around your fingers and on to your palm. With your hand still wrapped around her waist you feel the flex and quake of Xiaoting's abs, twitching in time to her walls trying to suck your fingers deeper into her. Eventually she regains control over her body, and Xiaoting breathes heavily in your embrace.

"Oh, oh, oh..." Her tightly shut eyes open up, looking at you brighter than the stars in the sky. "Thanks babe."

"Of course, shall we go back in?" your voice is laced with lust—you needed to have her soon.

"Not yet! It's your turn." She teases, and deftly she reaches for you, undoing your jeans with surprising speed. And just when you expect her to stroke you off, you are surprised further when she leans back onto you, tiptoeing and trying to find the right connection.

"Xiaoting!" You groan, and both of you are looking up at the stars, head snapped back as her warmth swallows you up. "What are you doing?"

"I-I wanted to do it here... Can we?" You could not say no, not with her cute pout and her tightly wrapped around you. You nod, and you decide to test a theory.