Shaken and Stirred

Sua and Jiu.

Bora and Minji.

Two members of the same group, that liked the way things be done, the way they are done, in very different ways.

Sua winks at you mid workout, and you stop your set to look around—the gym is deserted except for the two of you, perfect.

You find Jiu at a secluded staircase, away from the main party, and her soft smile is the invitation, perfect.

"Here?" you ask.

Sua doesn't reply, choosing instead to go to an open bench. She bends over and stretches, breathing in deeply and exhaling as she comes up, her tight and appropriately Bora-colored top heaving. You lean over her, hand on her waist and fingers playing with the hem of her leggings. Down you pull.

Jiu doesn't reply, speaking with her actions instead. She kisses you, slipping you something into your hands—her panties. Yes, here. With a knowing smirk she turns around, letting you run your hands down her waist, the tight form-fitting dress doing nothing to hide her curves and everything to enhance them. You get to the edge of her dress quickly—it's so short, stopped so high up her thighs that any higher would make it a top rather than a dress. Up you hike.

"Oh fuck!" You're looming over Sua on the bench, two hands on her hips holding her like a cocktail shaker. Back and forth you go, shaking her vigorously, making her jiggle and bounce if she wasn't so tightly bound by hairband and sports bra. Her legs do shake on every thrust, and when you slap her ass she cries out, loud moan ringing in the deserted gym. The bench creaks as you fuck her harder, and Sua's not idle either—Her nails dig into the leather of the bench, and she's trying to push back against you, ass tilted up, meeting each thrust with a push off the bench. She's dripping sweat and slick on to the equipment, staining it with a stickiness you hope you'll remember to clean up. Fuck she feels good, you speed up.

"Oh fuck..." Jiu breathes, bracing herself on the windowsill—even with her heels on she's pushed on her toes just that little bit more, all to get you deeper in her. Jiu grinds against you, your hands on her hips gently guiding her gyrations. You wrap a hand around her front, feeling her flat tummy twitch when you're hilted inside her. You hold yourself there, feeling her twitches get more violent as you stir your hips a little. You press Jiu further against the windowsill and push in, making her leave her feet and letting gravity pin her womb against your tip. Immediately she begins leaking, stifled moans escaping both of you as she contracts around your cock. You slow down, and Jiu's leaking speeds up—you slow down further.

"Oh fuck me, give it to me!" There are sweat patterns in the shape of Sua's tits as you press her down on the bench. The perfect drink is made from your cock and Sua's tail, juicy cheeks squishing oh so nicely against your hips. She's begging you to fuck her harder, in between feral grunts of pure pleasure, delighting in the violent way you're rutting into her, rattling her frame against the bench with every thrust. You shake and shake, and when you're finally done shaking Sua around your cock there's only one thing to do.

Pour.

"Hnngh! Yessss!" You tip yourself over Sua quite literally and begin pouring your potent drink straight into her babymaking cup. Her legs kick up, her whole body trembling and twitching—it's so hot inside her! She gurgles when you pull out, lower lips wastefully spilling it on to the bench in heavy drops—what a sloppy drinker.

"Oh yes... Give it to me." Jiu's facing you now, half-seated against the window as you grind your hips into her. She follows your movements, gyrating with you, like a drink that's stirring and creating the little cyclone in the center of the glass. Her mouth drops open, letting out tiny yelps as the two of you get sucked into the whirlpool of pleasure. Round and round you stir inside Jiu, and when both of you are close, there's only one step left to finish stirring.

Let go.

Jiu smashes her mouth into yours, whimpering as you drown and drain yourself in her hot grasp. She pulls on your jacket, fingers twisting and clenching on the fabric, a long leg trying to push you deeper into her, wanting as much of you in her as she can. Jiu whines when she feels your combined fluids trickle down her thigh—she could never keep it all down.

Weeks later, you finally hear back from your wild weekend of "drinking".

"Oppa, we have something to tell you."

One happy couple, two tests, a third wheel drained.

Four lines.

A/N: Semi-BFH, something quick after seeing Jiu in that dress and then Sua's vlog. Also saw something about shaken and stirred and drinks or something in discord? So yeah it became a whole thing. Still working on bigger stuff but between Mewgenics and Slay the Spire 2, been spending more time playing games and thinking about smut than writing smut and thinking about games lol. Thanks for reading!