The Absolution

You woke to voices in the room. Familiar voices, close by.

“—can’t believe you actually did it.”

“I told you I would. And it was fucking amazing.”

You kept your eyes closed, listening. Your phone on the nightstand showed 3:17 PM. You’d been unconscious for over twelve hours—since just past midnight when Hyunjin had finally allowed you to come.

Your face ached. The slap marks from yesterday had settled into a dull, bruised throb on both cheeks. Your thighs stung where her handprints had been left. Your chest bore scratches and a distinct bite mark on your shoulder.

“How long did you edge him?”

“Two hours? Maybe more. He was crying by the end.” Hyunjin sounded proud. “Begging so prettily.”

The other voice laughed. Familiar. “I wish I could have seen that.”

Your eyes snapped open.

Vivi was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking down at you with an amused smile. She was dressed casually—jeans and a sweater, hair down, looking refreshed despite the long flight.

“Welcome back, Oppa,” she said sweetly. “Sleep well?”

You sat up slowly, pulling the blanket over yourself. Every muscle protested. “Vivi—when did you—”

“Got back at midnight. Right as Hyunjin was finishing with you, actually.” She glanced at Hyunjin, who was leaning against the doorframe. “I heard you through the door. Very… vocal at the end.”

Your face burned—which made the bruises ache more.

“I didn’t want to interrupt,” Vivi continued. “So I just unpacked my things, made some tea. Hyunjin found me in the kitchen after you passed out. We had a nice long chat about my vacation. And about what happened with you.”

“I can explain—”

“Oh, I know exactly what happened.” Vivi’s smile widened. Her eyes traced over your face—the faint bruises on both cheeks, the split lip that had scabbed over. Her gaze dropped lower, taking in the scratches on your chest visible above the blanket, the bite mark on your shoulder. “Hyunjin told me everything. How she found the chat. How she confronted you. How she made you suffer.” She leaned closer. “How you came down her throat after begging for hours. She really marked you up, didn’t she?”

You didn’t know what to say.

“I’m jealous, actually,” Vivi continued, her fingers tracing lightly over one of the bruises on your face. You winced. “Last time we were together, we got interrupted. I only got to taste you. Didn’t get to feel you inside me.”

“Vivi—”

“And Hyunjin got the full experience on her first try.” She looked at Hyunjin. “That hardly seems fair.”

Hyunjin pushed off the doorframe, moved to stand beside the bed. “I told you—you can have him today. Make up for lost time.”

“Today?” You looked between them. “What are you—”

“We have something planned for you next,” Hyunjin said simply. “Remember? I mentioned it yesterday.”

So you hadn’t imagined that conversation.

“Yesterday was about making you suffer,” Hyunjin explained. “About punishment. About teaching you what it’s like to want something desperately and not be able to have it.”

“Today is different,” Vivi added, her hand resting on your leg through the blanket. “Today is about indulgence. About using you. About taking everything we want.”

Your cock was already responding despite your exhaustion and soreness. Vivi noticed, glanced down.

“Already?” She pulled the blanket away, exposing you. “Even after what Hyunjin did to you? Even with all these marks?”

“He can’t help it,” Hyunjin said. “His body knows what’s coming.”

Vivi wrapped her hand around your semi-hard cock, stroked once. “Poor thing. Already so tired. So sore. But we’re going to make it work so much harder today.”

You should protest. Should say this was too much, that you needed rest, that your body literally couldn’t handle more after yesterday’s ordeal.

But Vivi’s hand felt so good. And the reserved, proper Vivi was already disappearing—you could see it in her eyes. That transformation you’d witnessed before. From careful and controlled to hungry and consuming.

“I’ve been thinking about this cock since that night in the kitchen,” she murmured, stroking you steadily. “About how it felt in my mouth. How you tasted. How close we came to you being inside me before Hyunjin came home.”

She leaned down and licked the tip. You gasped—oversensitive from yesterday.

“And now I get the whole afternoon and evening.” She took you into her mouth, sucking hard.

Your head fell back. You were still exhausted from yesterday, still oversensitive, your body protesting every sensation. But you were responding anyway.

“That’s it,” Hyunjin said, watching. “Get him hard for round one.”

Vivi pulled off. “Round one? How many rounds are we doing?”

“As many as we want. That’s the point.” Hyunjin climbed onto the bed, straddled your chest. “He’s ours today. Our toy. Our stress relief. Isn’t that right, Oppa?”

The way she said it—the possessive edge, the certainty—sent a thrill through you despite everything.

“Yes,” you heard yourself say.

She leaned down and kissed you hard, her tongue finding the cut on your lip from yesterday. You winced but she didn’t stop until she pulled back. “Good boy. Now take what we give you.”

Vivi went back to work with enthusiasm. Her mouth was incredible—warm, wet, talented. She took you deep, throat working around you, then pulled back to lick and suck the tip.

“Fuck,” you groaned. “Vivi—”

“No talking,” Hyunjin said, hand wrapping around your throat lightly—right over where she’d gripped yesterday. The bruises there made her touch more intense. “Just take it.”

Vivi sucked harder, faster, one hand stroking what wouldn’t fit in her mouth, the other cupping your balls. You were still sensitive from yesterday’s marathon edging session, still raw, and it didn’t take long before you were close.

“I’m going to—”

“Do it,” Vivi said, pulling off just enough to speak. “Come in my mouth. Give me everything.”

She took you deep again and you came, cock pulsing, shooting down her throat. She swallowed eagerly, moaning around you, not wasting a drop.