Temptation (ft. TWICE's Sana)

“Thanks for the fuck, honey.”

Minatozaki Sana’s saccharine voice echoes in your head, long after she has left the room. The scent of her perfume still lingers in the air, every whiff a reminder of your guilt, your regret, your sin.

Did you take pleasure in it? Reluctantly, you have to say yes. Did you want to? You would be lying if you said no. Now that you had stepped beyond the line of salvation, did you regret it? Yes. A definite yes.

You stare at the ring around your left ring finger. The promise ring you bought your girlfriend last month for your second anniversary, where you had promised her it was “us together, forever”. How could you uphold that promise anymore when you’d just slept with someone that wasn’t her?

The party was a bit too loud for you. Sure, you knew what you were signing up for when you attended, but the music, cheap booze, and drunken young adults milling about weren’t as fun as you thought it would be.

As you go down the corridor, sidestepping couples brazenly making out, a game of beer pong you decline to join, and rejecting the allure of one more drink at the open bar, you step up the stairs to enter the first room you see, seeking some peace and quiet.

“Oh, hello.”

You freeze. You know that voice anywhere—Minatozaki Sana, the campus’ It Girl.

“Hello,” you hesitantly reply. You close the door, turning to look at Sana. She looks… hot, so very hot, and you have to admit that fact. After all, even with a girlfriend, you still are allowed to peruse the menu, just not allowed to order again.

“What’re you doing here?”

“I just needed some peace and quiet. The party downstairs is getting a little too loud.”

“And you choose my room, out of all places?”

“Oh, sorry, I… I guess I’ll leave.”

“No, no, you’ve made your choice, take a seat.” Sana pulls out a chair at her desk, tapping it. “Come on.”

You hesitantly sit on her chair, and she sits opposite you, on her bed. She crosses her legs, one over the other, resting her elbow on her knee, her chin on her palm.

“So how was the party, other than it being too loud for you?”

“It was fun until about seven minutes ago. I took my time drinking, dancing, and just hanging out, until my friends disappeared.”

“Mm, that’s good, that’s good.” Her eyes shine, and her smile is mesmerizing. “Here with a plus-one today?”

“Oh no, not tonight. My girlfriend’s busy, and she told me to have fun on my own.”

“Girlfriend? How long have you been together?”

“Two years as of last month. She’s really the best.”

“Ah, that explains the ring on your finger. Promise ring?”

“Yeah…” You sheepishly scratch your head, shyly admitting what Sana wants to hear. In her head, she grins. A promise meant something to corrupt, something to ruin.

“In that case, I propose we toast to that. A celebration of young love.” Sana walks to a mini fridge under the table, pulling out a bottle of wine and two glasses. She hands you one, pouring the wine for you, then she pours one for herself. She raises her glass to yours, then the both of you down the glass, enjoying the wine.

“A few more? Let’s not waste such good wine.” Sana gives you a smile, with puppy eyes for good measure. You can’t really deny her, seeing as this was her wine.

The wine was your undoing.

You were tipsy. Sana somehow is more sober than you. She also gets bolder. Her legs, formerly crossed, now spread open. Her short skirt somehow gets shorter, giving you a glimpse of her lace panties. Sana knows where your eyes are, and she approaches the topic head-on.

“Quit staring at my panties, you pervert.” Sana smirks, making no motion to close her legs. “You men are all the same, aren’t you?”

“Huh— no, I wasn’t staring, no.”

“Yeah, and pigs can fly. Tell me, did you like what you saw?”

You could either deny that you saw anything, or admit that you did like what you saw. However, tipsy you is a lot more honest than sober you, and words tumble out of your mouth before you can stop them.

“Yes, Sana, I do like the pink lace panties I’m looking at right now.”

“Would you like to see more?” Sana raises both legs to the bed, spreading herself wide open for you. At this point, you remember the promise ring.

“Wait. No. I can’t do this.”

“Why not?”

“I have a beautiful girlfriend waiting for me at home.”

“And the fact you have a girlfriend didn’t stop you from looking at my panties. Funny time to suddenly have morals, no?”

“I’m sorry, I can’t.”

“Oh yes, you can.” Sana gets up, draping herself over your lap. She tips your head up with fingers under your chin, staring into your eyes.

“She’s not here tonight. I am. You know you’re attracted to me. For a start, I particularly like you. However, take your pick: either you stay and I make it fun for the both of us, or you can leave and I’ll just say you tried something funny with me. It’ll be my word against yours, and you know I’ll win. So what’ll it be, honey?”

Damn, she was good.

“It looks like I’m staying.”

“That’s right. Now, where were we?” In a blink of an eye, Sana has her crop top off, tie loosened, and crop top… dress shirt… eh, whatever it is, unbuttoned. Her full breasts, clad in a matching lace bra, are displayed in front of your eyes, making your pants tighter. She unties her hair, letting it fall over her shoulders, over her chest and back.

“Tell me, who’s hotter? Me, or her?”

“You.” There was no hesitation—Sana was definitely hotter.

“Hehe.” Sana giggles. “So honest. You should be rewarded.” She pulls her tie and top off, then she undoes her bra, drawing it off her arms. She cups both breasts with her hands, playing with them. Her eyes meet yours.

“Go on, touch them. You know you want to.”

You reach for both ample breasts, kneading them, feeling their weight in your hands. Sana moans, her voice so sultry, so addictive. You want to hear more of it—you start to play with her nipples. Tug, pinch, tweak, everything you can think of, you do. Sana just moans in pleasure, wrapping her arms around you, resting them on your back.

‘Taste them.“

You rush to lick a nipple, to suck on her tits. Every movement of your tongue, teeth, and lips against her nipples draws reactions from her honey sweet voice. You want nothing more than to take her and finally have a proper taste of her.