Ice Cream!

I recommend you use more hashtags in your posts bestie. like aespa x fem reader and that kind of stuff

thanks anon! will do :3

˳೫ ∗ aespa *·˚

૮꒰ ᴗ͈ ˕ ᴗ͈ ꒱ა yu jimin ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡.

clementine&fiji

spoiled!

໒꒰⸝⸝•⤙•⸝⸝꒱১ uchinaga aeri ꒰ঌ✱໒꒱

maybe aquariums aren't so bad after all

midnight magic

tease me, mommy

໒꒰ ˵ˊᯅˋ˵꒱ა kim minjeong ☆｡ﾟﾉ₊̇°˚.º

i miss home (but this is home)

study break

໒꒰ ಠ ᎔ ಠ ꒱১ ning yizhuo ⑅₊ ࣪ ✶

poly!aespa—💭

touch-starved!yn

short imagines—🗯️

sugar mommy rina

study break

pairings: tutor!minjeong x yn

warnings: uhh, i always forgot to list it as i write so i’ll try to remember as much as i can! cum eating, choking, fingering, pussy eating, lil overstimulating

a/n: ssaem means teacher in korean (go read i adore you, teacher manhwa by rangrarii guys) also it’s kinda rushed because i probably can’t post for a few weeks but we’ll see

”you’re not paying attention.” you snap back to reality when your tutor mutters with her lips dangerously close to your ear, her fingers tapping against the textbook like she’s trying to hold back her impatience.

”yeah no shit i wouldn’t.” you casually lean your back against the chair, staring at her with a challenging gaze.

”your parents said that if you fail your test again they’ll cut your allowance and won’t be recommending me to your peers.” she stares blankly into your eyes, unfazed.

”why should i fucking care? shibal.”

”because your parents gave me full authority to do whatever method i think will work on you.”

”huh?” before you could process anything, she’s already pinning your face against the table.

”if you want me to let you go, you gotta listen to me, you little brat.” this is the first time you’ve seen minjeong lose composure, and it's lowkey terrifying... and hot. the way she has complete control over you, all while dressing like a loser? god, it makes you want to mess with her even more.

”o-okay.” you fake a stammer, watching the flicker of suspicion in her eyes as she finally backs off and lets you sit back.

”sit up straight, don’t slouch.” her tone is sharp, but you obey—playing the role of the perfect, obedient student, acting like you’re scared of her. you nod along as she explains the material, though your gaze keeps drifting to her pouty lips every time she speaks.

”i’m going to send you a pdf file of practice questions. finish them and send them back to me after lunch, understood?” she eyes you carefully, waiting for any sign of defiance.

you nod again, picturing innocence, but your mind is racing with mischief.

after all, minjeong never said you couldn't send her something extra along with your answers.

—

upon opening the emails, minjeong chocked on the coffee she was sipping on and quickly close her laptop.

”minjeong? what’s wrong?” minjeong is still busy cleaning up the coffee that bursted out of her mouth, spreading onto her shirt.

”nothing, i was just... startled.” she excuses herself to the bathroom, sitting inside one of the stalls.

”what the fuck is this girl thinking...” massaging her temples, she opens the files you sent from your phone. aside from the practice questions she told you to send back to her after lunch, minjeong finds pictures of you sprawled out on your bed, kneeling on your desk, and two other photos that unconsciously make her press her thighs together.

minjeong bites her lower lip, gaze glued to the screen of her phone. her breathing starts to get heavy, and her fingers unconsciously swipe the screen to zoom in on your picture—as if to capture every detail she can see. for a moment, she glances at the door to make sure it's locked, then leans back in the toilet seat.

”this little brat...” she muttered under her breath, she bit her lower lip as she feels her arousal grew in her her pants. she couldn’t just shrug off the thought of how you look so good while playing with yourself and being all dirty.

”fuck it.” her hands swiftly undid the belt and button of her jeans, one hand clutching the cell phone, the other going inside her pants, start drawing circles on her clit while zooming into your picture-

”hng...” she bit her lip even harder as she slid two fingers inside her drenched pussy, her fingers begins to skillfully work to chase the highs. she starts with slow thrust but as she got closer and closer, the movements starts to get more uneven and desperate. she was about to cum when she receives an unexpected call, from you.

”minjeong-ssaem, i think i accidentally sent you a few pictures you should’ve not seen... have you checked your mails yet?” you were in your room, twirling your hair and swinging your leg.

”hmm, n-no i h-haven’t...” minjeong tries to hold back her moans as her fingers slow down.

”alright, don’t ever open it then. just, delete it or something,” you paused because minjeong just let out the softest whimper ever right to the speaker, a smile grew on your face, ”by the way, can you come over right now? i really struggled with the practice questions and i need your help right now.”

”y-yeah, sure. i-i’ll be right t-there in a minute....” oh she is so fucking close to cumming when she hears you hum as an answer. quickly ended the call and focus on moving her fingers again, a wave of pleasure sends all over her body as juices leaks out of her cunt.

she quickly cleans herself up and get back to her friends before excusing herself again to go to your house.

—

she come to your house as requested, you gave her full access to go in and out of the house for tutoring purposes. walking into your room cautiously—you could be sleeping or like, naked y’know.

”eh? you’ve arrived? so quick! i thought you’re one of the maids. just come in and close the door, i’ll get dressed real quick.” you deliberately let minjeong see you lying on the bed wearing only your underwear, smiling victoriously at her flustered expression, and her slightly disheveled hair and clothes.

minjeong walks over to the desk and sits down, waiting for you nervously, she’s trying to erase the image of the picture you ’accidentally’ sent her from her head. but aha how lucky she is, the clothes you’re wearing now didn’t help. you’re wearing a thigh-length pink satin overalls that makes minjeong’s imagination go crazy. but you guys actually studied 30 minutes until you noticed minjeong was sweating.

”ssaem, are you hot? want me to lower the thermostat?” you gently wiped away the beads of sweat visible on minjeong’s neck.

”no, i’m okay. let’s just, focus.” ”but i tired~ can we take a break. pleasee?” for the sake of seeing your puppy eyes, minjeong nodded.

”i’m glad you didn’t lash out like earlier hehe.” you jumped on your bed, leaving your thigh and crotch exposed, minjeong immedieately snap her head to her phone when she noticed.

”why’s your face so red though?” you get back up and approach her, standing in front of her and lowering down your face to meet her’s. ”did you ran all the way here? HAHA.” you joked when you definitely knew what cause her cheek to be red like that.

minjeong swallowed hard, her eyes glued to your face, which was still dangerously close to hers. her breathing had grown heavy, lips trembling like she was desperately trying to hold herself back. but you didn’t give her a chance to escape—instead, you climbed onto her lap, wrapping your arms around her neck with a mischievous grin.

”aren’t you tired of studying, ssaem? i know a way more fun way to take a break.” you whispered in her ear, biting her earlobe just enough to make her flinch, her arms automatically tightening around your waist.

”don’t... don’t act like this...” her voice cracked, hands trembling as they cautiously rested on your sides.

”and what exactly would you do? you fucked yourself to the thought of me earlier don’t you?” you tilted your head, lips trailing down her jaw, leaving wet, lingering kisses that made her shiver. ”i figured, minjeong.”

minjeong gave in. she flipped you against the chair, her lips crashing against yours in a kiss so desperate it left you breathless. her hands slipped under your dress, fingers icy cold against your burning skin.

”hmmh...” she whines between kisses, voice filled with submissiveness that only made you want to push her even further.

”come on, let’s get you out of this uncomfortable clothing.” you take off her clothes one by one until there’s nothing left on her skin, ”ssaem, you look so pathetic now.” you tuck a few hair strands behind her ear. spreading minjeong’s legs forcefully, your middle and ring finger easily enter her damp pussy. you wait for her reaction, barely making a movement.

”f-fuck, yn i need- p-please move....” minjeong grasped your wrist, her hips starting to slowly move but you stop her. gosh, you just want to mess with this cutie pie and tease her all day.

”nuh-uh ssaem, my jaw still kinda hurts from what you did earlier,” you make her whimper pathetically by trailing your other hand along her waist, tracing circles on her nipple, and finally reaching her neck—putting a little pressure. ”but because you look so pretty with tears streaming down you face i’ll give you what you want this time.” your fingers (finally) moves slowly inside minjeong, curling up while pumping it in and out? ohh minjeong’s back arches to the point you have to carry her to bed.

”y-yn-ah, wait a min- aah!” you positioned yourself in between her legs, lapping her puffy cunt and licking all the juices that gushes out of her vagina.

”uh-huh, don’t stop moaning my name princess.” you take a long stroke along her slit before kissing and sucking her clit, giving it soft bites occasionally. minjeong moans even louder when you quickens the pace of your tongue, thank god your room is soundproof.

”yn, not there-! ahn... fuck... hah, stop...” she clutches your shoulders as an attempt to push you back but the pleasure she was having makes minjeong’s hands weak :( thankfully, you were running out of air too so you had to take her cunt off your mouth.

”next time you get physical, i will get physical too.”

spoiled!

pairings: sugar-mommy!karina x college-student!yn

warnings: kitten kitten kitten, rough sex, use of strap, bulge?, sex in bathtub

a/n: gosh i should really keep track of what i wrote for the warnings😓 also not proofread but there'll be part 2 after i finished my exams🤟😎 special tag btw!! @intermixforyou

the door clicks shut gently—well past midnight—karina went straight to her room with her body ached from back-to-back meetings. the only thing she wants to do is run a warm bath and change into a more comfortable clothes after running on caffeine and impatience.

she took off her coat and throws it somewhere, did the same with her heels. she reaches for the beer in her fridge while unbuttoning her crinkled shirt. she took a deep breath and releases it full of stress as she walk towards her room when she find a pleasant surprise on her bed.

you, all dolled up in one of her lingerie (that's a little too big for you, especially the chest area), snoring softly. you were waiting for her to come home but sleep got the best of you. still, karina chuckled as she made her way to kneel beside the bed you are sleeping on.

”kitten, wake up,” she puts down her beer on the nightstand and tucks a few strands of your hair behind your ear to expose the soft line of your cleavage. no answer. you are still snoring softly and only snuggles to karina's cold hands as a response. karina lets out a low hum, lips twitching into a fond, amused smile.

”mm, look at you,” she murmurs, thumb grazing the corner of your mouth. ”you really put this on for me, didn't you, baby?”

you haven't yet respond, of course, still lost in a dream. you just breathe deeper, lashes fluttering a little as her cold fingers trace down your jaw, then lower—skimming down your neck and over the silk strap that's fallen off your shoulder.

”you’re such a good girl,” she whispers, voice just above a breath now. ”waiting for mommy like this... in my favorite set, no less.”

her hand slides under the loose cup of the lingerie, cupping your breast, thumb stroking slow circles around your nipple. your body shivers, but you’re still not awake—not really.

karina leans in, kissing just below your ear. ”don't worry, kitten. i'll be gentle—just enough to take the edge off... for both of us.” her other hand trails down your stomach, slipping past the hem of the lace.

”you're warm,” she mutters against your skin, eyes dark with something feral. ”so soft, so ready for me even in your sleep.” she flips you gently to lay on your back, uncovering your thighs and slowly trails kisses from your ankle to your inner thigh.

”mmh...” you let out a soft whimper, slowly waking up when karina finally kisses the top of your mound, ”m-mommy?” karina lets out a soft sigh.

”aww, i was just having fun,” she coos, gently helps you to sit, ”had a nice nap?”

”mmhm… missed you…” you mumble, voice hoarse and small. cheeks still flushed, eyes barely open as you lean into her touch like a kitten seeking warmth.

karina smiles, brushing your hair back and kissing your temple. ”i missed you too, baby. you looked so pretty—how could i not touch you a little?”

you squirm in her lap, immediately getting sensitive from her teasing earlier, your thighs pressing together instinctively. she notices, of course.

”shh,” she soothes, cupping your cheek, ”want to join me in the bath?” before you can answer, she's already picking you up, one arm under your knees and the other behind your back. you hide your face in her shoulder, letting her carry you like you weigh nothing.

***

the bathroom is warm with steam, lit only by the soft golden glow of the vanity light. the tub is being filled, karina sets you down on the bath mat and strips what little is left between you two, eyes never leaving your flushed face.

”get in first, sweetheart,” she murmurs, placing a sweet kiss on your forehead, ”i'll join you in a sec,” you step in, the water hugging your skin like silk. when she finally sinks in behind you, her short hair dampening at the tips, you instinctively scoot back to her, letting her craddle you.

for a while, it's quiet—her hands rubbing innocent circles on your hips underwater, her lips brushing your shoulder as the scent of lavender swirls around you both.

then she sits up slightly, handing you a soft sponge.

”baby,” she says softly, ”be good and help mommy wash her back?” you blink up at her, dazed and pliant, ”okay...” you shift behind her as she leans forward, baring the elegant curve of her back to you. you run the sponge along her spine, slowly—up, then down again—watching the way her muscles move beneath her skin. her sighs are soft, content.

but your hands get greedy. they stray lower, from her waist to the side of her ribs... then forward—just a little. you glance at her face in the mirror. she doesn't stop you.

so you keep going.

your hands sneak over her stomach, then up to cup her breasts under the water, the sponge floats, long forgotten. her breath hitches.

”kitten,” she warns gently, a teasing note in her voice, ”that's not my back.”

”but you feel so good...” you murmur, fingers brushing over her nipples, watching them harden under your touch. ”wanna make mommy feel good.” she chuckles, low and dangerous, tilting her head to the side.

”such a naughty little thing, i was trying to behave tonight. you got classes tomorrow right?” instead of nodding, you lean in, kissing the nape of her neck.

”you started it.” you whisper, getting more and more brazen, as your hands knead softly at her chest, thumbs rubbing gentle circles over her nipples until she exhales a shaky breath.

karina chuckles, head falling back slightly to rest against your shoulder, ”God, you're such a little brat.” but she doesn't stop you.

the water sloshes quietly as you shift closer behind her, pressing soft kisses down her neck, your bare chest flush against her slick back. you can feel her heartbeat—steady, strong—but quickening under your touch.

”does it feel good, mommy?” you ask, voice syrupy and teasing.

”mmh,” she hums, rolling her hips just slightly under the water, ”feels like my baby's trying to take care of me.”

your hands slide lower, ghosting down her stomach until your fingertips slip between her legs. she parts them for you without a word.

”just like that,” she whispers, breath catching as your fingers explore slow, gentle circles against her folds.

”fuck, kitten...” you smile into her skin. she's so warm, so soft, so wet—maybe not just from the bath.

”want you to relax,” you murmur, slipping a finger inside her, earning a low, chocked moan, ”mommy worked so hard today... let me help.”

she turns her face slightly, just enough to capture your lips in a slow, open-mouthed kiss—messy and deep like she's trying to breathe you in.

”don't stop,” she pants against your mouth, ”don't you dare stop.” she breathes, voice already threadbare—but you don't respon. just give her that soft, sinful smirk and dip under the water, letting it rise over your shoulders as you sink between her thighs.

karina lets out a breath, chest rising with a gasp as your tongue drags slow and deliberate up her folds. you taste her—really taste her—and fuck, it's addicting. sweet and heavy on your tongue, warm even through the bathwater.

you grip her thighs tighter after lifting karina up to make her sit at the edge of the tub, spreading her just enough to bury your mouth deeper, and that's when karina loses it.

”fuck—baby—” her voice breaks, eyes fluttering shut as her hips jerk up, trying to chase the pressure of your mouth. ”just like that, yes—right there, oh god—”

you moan into her, the sound vibrating against her clit. she feelts it, sharp and electric, and you feel her clench around nothing. she's trying so hard to hold still, but her thighs tremble as you suck her swollen clit into your mouth and roll your tongue around it in tight, wet circles.

her hand slaps weakly against the side of the tub, ”you're gonna—fuck—make me come, baby, you want that? want mommy to come all over that pretty mouth?”

you hum again, hungrier now, tilting your head to get even closer—diving in like you've been starving for days, tongue lapping at her with an obscene slurp. she tastes like salt and lavender and her, and you want every last drop.

karina tries to move herself, but your grip pins her down.

”oh my god,” she whispers, her whole body shaking, ”you're fucking insatiable—”

then she breaks.

her thighs clamps around your head, a chocked sob tearing from her throat as her hips grind helplessly into your face. her orgasm crashes down hard and fast, her body shuddering as her slick coats your tongue, thick and hot, mixing with bathwater as she writhes against you.

you stay kneeling, licking her through it—slow, worshipful strokes, like you're savoring dessert. only when she slips back inside the tub, twitching and breathless, do you finally let her go, lips swollen and chin dripping with her.

she stares at you with glassy eyes, cheeks flushed, breath still shallow.

”you—” her voice cracks, ”you filthy, perfect little thing.”

you blink up at her, eyes innocent and lips parted, ”did i do good, mommy?”

she just laughs—wrecked, loving, feral.

”get over here, mommy's not done with you.”

***

oh, and she really mean it.

”c'mere,” she murmurs, tugging you into her lap. the water sloshes as you straddle her thighs, hands pressed to her chest for balance. her skin is flushed and warm, breast slick and rising with each breath.

”sit still,” she whispers, and you do. obediently. perfectly. thighs parted just enough as her hands slips between them. the first touch of her fingers against your folds makes you whimper. your hips jerk, eyes fluttering shut. she chuckles darkly and kisses your neck.

”so soaked...” her fingers slip through your folds again, slow and teasing, parting you open. your breath catches as one finger dips inside, then two—pressing in with that practiced curl that has your thighs quacking.

”shhh,” she coos against your shoulder. ”let mommy take care of you. just sit there and feel me, okay?” you choke on a moan when she starts moving—slow but deep, knuckles brushing your walls, palm nudging your clit with every stroke.

”such a needy little thing,” she murmurs, lips brushing your ears as her fingers thrust deeper.

”look at you, grinding on my hand like a slutty little doll.” you can't help it—your hips move on their own, chasing the pressure, chasing the edge. her other hand grips your waist, keeping you grounded while she fucks you open.

”mmph—m-mommy, please—” you cry, burying your face in her neck.

”please what, baby?” ”please don't stop. need it. wanna cum for you—wanna make you proud—”

karina moans softly at that, her own thighs clenching, ”you always make me proud, kitten,” and just like that—she speeds up. fingers pumping fast, slick and loud in the water, your moans echoing against the bathroom tiles. her thumb finds your clit and rubs tight circles, fast and relentless. your body arches. toes curling, mouth falling open, voice breaking.

”m-mommy—i'm—i'm gonna—” ”cum for me.” she growls against your throat, ”be good, cum all over mommy's fingers.”

and you do—shattering in her arms, body jerking and crying out as your orgasm crashes down hard and wet. her hand never stops moving until you're twitching and boneless, clinging to her like a lifeline.

”good girl, my perfect little angel,” after your orgasm, karina lifts you out of the tub with steady arms, wrapping you in one of her plush towels. your body's limp against her chest—shaky and warm, cheeks flushed, eyes barely open. she kisses your temple as she carries you out, water dripping down both your bodies.

”you did so well,” she lays you down gently on the bed and kneels beside you, drying your skin with slow, careful hands. you hum sleepily, nuzzling into her touch. your lashes flutter, barely awake, and you reach out—fingers curling around her wrist like you don't want her to leave.

”mommy,” you whisper, voice hoarse.

”m'sorry...” ”sorry for what, kitten?” karina stills. your eyes blink open, watery and hazy, lips trembling, ”for making you tired. you had a long day and i—i wanted to make you feel good but i... i'm so selfish-”

”hey, no,” she cuts in softly, brushing damp hair from your face, ”you made me feel amazing. don't ever say that.” you nod, but your hips roll-just a little—just enough to press yourself against her palm as she cups your cheek.

”baby...” she warns, though her voice is more fond than firm.

”i can't help it,” you breathe, rubbing your thighs together, desperate but still sleepy ”i'm still... still so empty, mommy. want you again, but you're tired. i'm sorry, i'll be good-just a little, please?” and before she can answer, your body moves on instinct—grinding into her hand like a kitten in heat. soft little whines escape your lips with every rut, your face scrunched with guilt and need and desperation.

karina watches you, entranced. you're warm and flushed, pupils blown, still glistening between your thighs. even like this—fuzzy and limp in her arms—you're insatiable.

”fuck, baby...” she groans, gently pushing your legs apart with her knee. ”you're gonna be the death of me.”

”want mommy to use me. just use me until you're not tired anymore,” you nod eagerly, barely catching her words. karina slides her fingers back between your folds, feeling just how wet you still are. your hips jolt. your lips part with a needy moan.

”you wanna make it up to me?” she purrs leaning down until her breath fans across your lips.

”then lie back and let mommy fuck the apology out of you.” your breath hitches as she rises off the bed, towel slipping from her hips. she walks—slow, deliberate—to the drawer by the closet. you watch her through half-lidded eyes, dazed and soaked, thighs clenching at the anticipation.

when she turns around, she's holding it—the strap. black. thick. intimidating. the one she rarely uses. the one that leaves you wrecked for days. your lips part, a soft gasp catching in your throat. ”m-mommy..”

karina smiles, slow and sinful. ”what? too much?” she climbs back onto the bed, looming over you like a god.

”but i thought you wanted to make mommy feel better. don't tell me you're backing out now, kitten.” you shake your head, biting your lip as you spread your legs wider.

”want it. want all of you, mommy. please...” she growls-low and approving—and presses a knee between your thighs dragging the tip of the strap through your folds. your whole body twitches, breath caught, hands fisting the sheets.

”so fucking wet already,” she huffs, lining up with your entrance. ”all that whining and grinding—this what you were begging for, hm? to be split open on mommy's biggest cock like a needy little toy?”

you let out a broken moan, head tossing back.

”use me mommy. please.. want to feel full. want you to ruin me...” ”atta girl.”

and then she pushes in.

inch by inch, slow and relentless. the stretch burns—delicious, overwhelming, perfect. your mouth falls open, eyes wide and glassy as she fills you up, deeper than ever before.

”that's it,” karina breathes, gripping your thighs, and forcing them wider. ”take it all, i know you can—my greedy baby, always begging for more.”

your back arches. your nails dig into her arms. every breath you take is a whimper, a sob, a plea. once she's fully inside, she pauses—just to watch you tremble around her, cunt clenching, mouth babbling nonsense.

”look at you,” she murmurs, brushing your tears away with her thumb. ”already crying and i haven't even fucked you yet.”

”f-fuck me, mommy,” you gasp, ”need it so bad—need you to break me, please...”

”then hold on, kitten.” she pulls back, slow and sinful—then slams back in, hard enough to make the headboard crack.

you scream.

and karina just laughs, low and breathless, already setting a brutal pace—fucking into you like it's the only thing keeping her sane, like you belong to her (which you do).

she fucks you into the mattress, her grip unrelenting—hands planted on either side of your head, driving her hips down into yours with brutal, punishing thrusts. the strap's so deep inside you, every stroke punching gasps out of your lungs, making your legs twitch and your stomach flutter.

you're not even forming real words anymore—just sobs, cries, moans of mommy and please and so good all tangled up in your throat.

”you wanted this, didn't you?” karina growls, lips grazing your ear. ”wanted mommy to ruin your cute little hole? stretch you out until you can't take anything else?”

you nod—frantic. tears spill from your lashes as you paw at her back, trying to pull her even closer, bury her deeper.

”yes, yes, yes—fuck, mommy—don't stop-i'm gonna—”

she doesn't slow. she can't. your body clings to her, soaking, sloppy, walls fluttering like you're seconds from snapping again. she leans back just enough to watch the strap disappear into you, your tummy bulging slightly from the pressure, her jaw tightening at the sight.

”look at you,” she pants, grabbing your thighs and pushing them up toward your chest, folding you in half. ”taking me so fucking well. this hole was made for mommy's cock, wasn't it?”

”yes—yes, please—m'so close—mommy please let me-”

”then cum, baby,” she whispers, droppingher lips to yours in a bruising kiss. ”make a mess on mommy's cock. show me how much you love being used.”

and just like that—you break.

your back arches off the bed, a raw cry leaving your throat as you cum hard, soaking her, soaking the sheets, entire body trembling. karina doesn't stop—dragging it out, fucking you through every twitch and jolt until your limbs go limp, mouth parted, eyes glassy.

but even then-especially then—you keep whispering it, barely there, barely conscious: ”m'sorry, mommy... sorry for being needy... just love you so much... want to make you feel good...”

karina's heart aches.

she leans down, brushing hair from your sweat-slicked forehead, her thrusts finally slowing down.

”shh, baby. i know you do," she whispers, ”you're mommy's perfect little girl. and mommy's not done with you yet.”

write or sleep... ( ´_ゝ`)

until the strap melt and we become one🫦

tease me, mommy

pairings: stepmom!aeri x virgin!yn

warnings: oh shit i forgor, choking, fingering, face sitting, a lil bit of scissoring, cum eating?, LOTS of nipple play, also this counts as stepcest right lmk if there’s more, excessive use of sweetie i believe :|

a/n: woohoo your favorite writer is back! i swear this took me a while to finish because life has not been good to me😭 but i’m okay now :) btw 'i’m so bad at synopsis so no more synopsis. hope y’all enjoy!

”what?!” you stormed into aeri’s study after she called (yelled) out your name a couple of times. you had been sorting through your father’s belongings, something that should’ve been his responsibility, but of course, he was too busy. the room wasn’t very big, only half the size of your father’s office, yet aeri seemed perfectly at home behind the sleek mahogany desk, going through stacks of legal documents.

aeri had married your father two years ago, and though people whispered about her being a gold digger, you knew better. she didn’t need his money—she already had plenty of her own. what she wanted was status, influence, the kind of power that came with having your father’s last name. it wasn’t love, but an arrangement that worked for them both: your father got a beautiful, young wife to parade around at charity galas, and aeri got a seat at the table of one of the most influential business families in the country.

”i need you to sign here for your shares in the company, sweetie.” that smile again, that sweet-but-poisonous smile. ”your dad finally decided to hand them over, and i must say, i’m a little jealous of how much power you’ll have now.”

wow. she was right—it was a lot. more than you expected. aeri handed you her pen, but you took one out from your right pocket instead.

”i have my own,” she chuckled lightly as you leaned against her desk, steadying the paper to sign. ”there.” you didn’t hate her presence openly, but aeri always found ways to annoy you—like now, sitting herself on your lap the second you put your pen back on your shirt pocket.

”aeri, get off me.” you said, voice low.

”what? don't like sharing space with your stepmom? you know your dad’s leaving on a business trip right?” she teased, plucking your pen out of your pocket and slipping it down her cleavage with a smirk.

you tried not to stare.

this wasn’t the first time she pulled shit like this. ever since your 19th birthday, her teasing had only gotten worse. it didn’t help that you were only seven years apart in age. did she marry your dad for you or what? you wondered oftentimes.

”aeri... give it back...” you divert your gaze somewhere else, her nightgown slightly ajar. but she’s persistent, putting her thumb on your lips and letting her hand cup your cheek, pulling your face to the front.

”what’s wrong, sweetie? can’t take it by yourself?” her voice dropped an octave, you got up the courage to look at her. lips crimson, eyelashes curled, cheeks pink. you noticed a bead of sweat on her forehead, under her bangs.

”don’t fucking play with me aeri, i got a class in thirty minutes.” you get up, lifting aeri and putting her down on her desk before getting your head yanked to the back. ”what the fuck!?”

aeri’s grip on your hair tightens, her hands proceed to roam under your shirt as she pulls you closer. you can feel her hot breath on your nape, teasing you more than ever. she presses her boobs against your back, sending a jolt through your body.

”you’re so easy to tease, sweetheart.” she let go of her grip on your hair, moving that hand to circle your waist, and holding you still against the desk.

”you think i don’t see how badly you want me? the last time we all had dinner you were basically eye-fucking me, honey.” her hands got braver, playing with your bra strap and taking forever to unclip the hook. fuck, you don’t want to admit that you want this but your body reacts to every single of aeri’s touch.

”ooh, a sensitive girl i see...” she unhooked your bra (finally), quickly taking it off along with your shirt. her palm hovers just a few milimeters above your hardened nipples, the anticipation made you whimper.

”plea- don’t fucking do that aeri.” ”not gonna touch you until you say please.” she retreats her hand from your boobs, taking a step back and slowly made her way to the door, locking it. you stand still, staring with your mouth agape—you didn’t realize—as aeri slowly took off her night robe and put it on a coat hanger across the room. and oh my god, it’s as if aeri knew what is about to happen because she’s wearing a satin, lacy lingerie. you can see her panties as the satin part of the dress parted at the front when aeri walked to the sofa that was just beside the coat hanger, sitting with her legs crossed.

”come here.” you never let someone command you ever but somehow you obliged, wondering what would she do to you next. your legs faltered towards her, as you stand in front of her awkwardly—don’t know what to do.

aeri’s smirk grew wider before she grabs your wrist, guiding you to sit on lap. ”you must be cold, look at your nipples...” oh, it’s all hard and sensitive. you bit your lower lip as aeri fixes her glasses, then puts her middle and index finger inside your mouth. you instinctively suck it as aeri plays with your nipples. the tingling sensastion makes you whimper, hips jerking for friction.

”look at you, all cute and obedient for me.” you want to deny, but aeri's hand that started to creep up your inner thighs leaves you silent. after all, your blushing face was enough for confirmation. aeri chuckled softly, wanting to do a ’little experiment.’ she picks you up and lays you down on the coffee table by the window, you could clearly see the gardener adding some fertilizer to your mother's flower pots. while you were trying to distract yourself, aeri slowly pulled down your shorts and threw them across the room.

”relax pretty.” your breath hitched as aeri moves closer into your core and begins kissing your inner thighs while playing with your increasingly aroused nipples, slowly, her kisses turn into tiny licks. her mouth begins to tease your leaking cunt, thumbs stroking your sensitive bud gently. your legs tremble, feeling aeri’s finger on your entrance.

”may i teach you how good this could feel cutie?” she lift her face from between your thighs, lips ghosting over your heated skin as her teeth teasingly tugs at the hem of your panties. your breath hitches, too embarassed to meet her gaze, but you still nods—heart pounding with anticipation.

”hey, look at me.” aeri crawls up to meet your face—eyebrows furrowed, eyes watery from the pleasure, lips swollen from how much you bit it to hold in your moans. that’s when aeri knows, she gazed at you intently, her smile slowly widening as her awareness grew. her hand reached out, touching your face, which burned beneath her fingers.

“oh my gosh, sweetheart. you are a virgin.” you could only let out a soft whimper, her voice dropping an octave, something thrilling in the way she spoke. her thumb brushed against your flushed lips, then trailed down to your chin, holding it in place so you’d keep looking at her. “no one’s ever touched you here, huh?” she asked, though her tone sounded more like a statement than a question.

you resist answering, but she already knows. the expression on your face, the way your body trembles under her touch—are all enough for an explanation. aeri let out a small sigh, like she’s holding herself back. her hand goes down further until it touches your chest, she squeezes, fondles, and pinches your tits while still keeping her eyes on you. this time, her gaze is softer, her touch gentler. you're still trying to hold in your moans when aeri finally breaks the gaze and settles her warm mouth on your nipple.

there is no part of your tits that is missed by the sweep of the aeri tongue, the warm sensation of her mouth mixed with saliva makes you tremble violently, as you hold your body to stay lying on the now entirely messy coffee table. ”emmh... aeri...”

”yes sweet girl?” her eyes gazing full of control, you can now clearly see aeri’s face-a little sweaty, and a little tense. her makeup becomes a little messy, but her face still unexplainably pretty.

”i-it feels so good...” you manage to let out, holding onto the sides of the table. ”i know,” aeri starts tracing your neck and leaves some marks while stroking the mound in the middle of your legs, ”and it's about to get better.”

aeri shifts her position, she kneels in front of you and positioning her hands on your legs to keep them apart. she makes the first lick along your slit, long and slow to make sure you feel it. you let out a long whine as your back arches from the sensation, eyes shut, and lower lip bitten. you throws your head head back, and aeri starts to raise her speed.

your arousal drips down into aeri’s mouth and overflows until it drips onto the table, aeri hums—chuckle—the vibration from the hum makes it feel even better. she decided to stick her tongue inside your cunt when she thinks you’re unable to control your moans anymore. you’re getting more desperate, and aeri struggles to keep your hips stay still because you keep wriggling it for more friction.

”you like it?” she asks, even though she knows for sure you love it, you let out another lustrous moan as an answer. aeri smirks and gets up, the excess arousal flows down her chin. she gather some on her fingers, ”woah, you’re really... aroused. you know?” she licks it off clean shamelessly and moves closer towards you.

”come sit back up.” she grabs your jaw gently and crashes your lips together, you voluntarily open your mouth for aeri to slip her tongue inside your mouth and lets you savour your own taste. she hums in satisfaction as she let go of her grip and puts her palm against your nape, pushing you forward to deepen the kiss. the kiss gets more desperate, sloppy, and rough as aeri lets you take control of the kiss. actually, you didn't hate her that much, you were mostly jealous, but it feels like those feelings just dissipate into thin air right now, otherwise why would you let yourself be all submissive under your stepmother’s touch?

slowly, without letting go of the kiss, aeri starts to lower her hands down, one hand settling on your left breast, the other on the mound between your legs.

”you’re so wet...” she hissed in between kisses, toying with your bundle of nerves. letting go of the kiss—you unconsciously follows her mouth—she hugs you. confused and dazzled from the stimulation on your clit, you just follow her lead.

”do you ever pleasure yourself?” aeri whispers, her breathing heavily against your ear. being the nerdy loser virgin you are, you answer, ”of course, i had some experiments, but i never really-” aeri's laughter cut you off mid-sentence.

”let me rephrase the question. do you ever have sex?” you pushed aeri back and shriek.

”what? no! i will never let anyone touch me, ever!” ”yet here you are, reacting at every of my touch,” aeri lets out a giggle, ”but seriously? a freshman like you? the senior used to always went out for cute freshmens like you, y’know?” aeri teasingly asks.

”no, fuck, my class.” suddenly, you were snapped back into reality. what the fuck are you doing right now? shit, your embarassment grew when you realize that aeri’s fully clothed while you’re naked. you were about to get your shirt back, but aeri holds down your waist, pushing it back against the table.

”relax sweet girl,” aeri cooed, she grips onto your waist tighter, you’re sure that a red mark would be seen, ”we’re not done.”

”but my class-” ”oh plese, you’re late anyway. besides, pfft, you really think i would let you go so easily after tasting you?” you nod, ”... adorable.” you squeal, feeling more and more aroused as aeri guides you to the brown sofa and push your back so that you can watch her undress. her movements are slow, almost careful, aeri’s hand slowly make its way to the ribbon knot on her shoulder and with a small tug, the fabric that covered her chest drops. aeri bit her lower lip and watches your reaction, clearly amused.

”like what you’re seeing?” aeri let the clothing fell to the floor and walks up to you then positioning your thighs in between her legs, then sat, you can sense clearly when her arousal are starting to spread all over your thighs.

”feel it baby? feel my cunt on your thigh? see how much i want you too?” aeri went for your ear, licking and biting while simultaneously grazing her hard nipples on your chest.

”ah... hnggh...” you hold both of her shoulders, attempting to push her back, but she only smirks, unfazed by your weak resistance.

”hmm... needy, aren't we?” she teases, sitting back on your thigh and starting to move her hips back and forth. she guides your hand to rest on her hip, placing the other on her chest with a deliberate touch.

”come on, don't be shy, do whatever you want.” her words ignite something in you, and without hesitation, you start putting into practice the things you’ve seen in porn. you start by playing with her nipples—pinching, caressing, licking, until her pussy is begging for attention too.

”hnggh.. yn... please- here, touch me...” you carefully slide your middle finger inside her, watching her face for any sign of hesitation before adding another one. her hips starts moving again while you’re still trying to find the pace of your fingers. with every touch on her skin, aeri gets more needy and desperate until she decides she couldn’t take it anymore. your fingers aren’t enough.

she pins you down on the carpet and grabs a fistful of your hair gently while positioning her pretty cunt on your mouth, a few of her arousal drops onto your face before she lowers her body to feel your warm tongue lapping her sweet cunt.

”shit- yn, sorry i- haven’t- got fucked- this good....” she immediately moves her hips frantically. you instinctively tease her bud with your left fingers as the right hand massaging her bubble ass, ”mmh, am i doin’ this right?” your mumbles sent out a vibration that made aeri’s body tense up, ”fuck you’re gonna regret letting me taste this sweet cunt of yours aeri.” you can feel that she’s close by the way her walls are clenching around your tongue.

”yes you’re doing so great baby,” your hand that were previously on aeri’s butt lowers down, finding your own pussy soaked, aeri’s movements gets more and more desperate when you hear a loud pornographic moan. afraid that anyone hears it, your first instinct were to grab her neck and kisses her roughly as she rides out her high.

”wait-” as aeri try to catch her breath, you quickly take the advantage to crash your cunts together, grinding it harshly as you feel your high is about to come too.

”fuck aeri please let me use you, ’m sorry, fuckfuckfuck...” it really didn’t take you long to reach your high after tasting aeri’s sweet cunt. you collapse beside her, both of you panting, bodies slick with sweat. aeri's hand finds yours, fingers intertwining as she turns her head to look at you with a lazy, satisfied grin.

”not too bad for a virgin.”

maybe aquariums aren’t so bad after all.

pt.1 > pt.2

kim minji x fem!reader x uchinaga aeri

synopsis: as you began to validate your feelings for minji, the bottled feelings bubbled up and resurfaces. we couldn’t really let go of the past, i think.

warnings: pedophilia?!??; avoidant coping mechanism ; broken humor + english; not proofread; intented lowercase; lmk if i miss anything!

a/n: this is my first ever fic after not writing for quite a bit of time so lmk if there’s any room for improvement (there always will be actually...) also i didn’t expect that it would be this long and random😭😭😭

you woke up in the middle of the night to your phone buzzing in your hand, ‘king michael jackson🕺🤺’ being the caller’s id. you quickly answered the call, minji’s husky voice meets your ear as soon as you said ‘hello’ with a hoarsy voice.

“you’re still awake?” minji asked, to which you replied, “if you don’t say what you want right now i’m getting back to sleep.”

“alright, alright! uhm... i’m in front of your door step...” you checked the time and it’s LITERALLY 2AM, you rushed to the door finding minji with a rosy tint spread across her face.

“again? get in here it’s freezing!” sometimes you even wonder why the two of you are friends as you brew a pot of tea and she sneaks up to your back, huggimg you with a stupid smile. yeah, why are you even friends? you two should be dating by now. it’s a routine by now that minji would come at your door whenever she couldn’t sleep at night, and you’d serve her a cup of tea with honey, talking about random things until she’s finally tired and asks you to go to bed with her—you enjoyed every second of the routine obviously. waking up with minji in your arm, her pillow face and messy hair, always give you a reason to stay alive. now here you are again, tracing the precious features on her face, noticing her slow breathing pattern—the way her chest moves up and down rythmically—the soft glow from the clown fish night lamp that she bought for you for your 9th birthday gleaming behind her back (she has the one that shaped like a blue tang, like nemo and dory). you slowly close your eyes as the girl in your arm snuggles closer and tomorrow you both will get ready in haste, regretting (you both know you'll do it again and again) the midnight conversation.

***

“at this point you two should move in together,” one of the girl in minji’s class, hanni pham, lazily sips her coffe. the class was cancelled because the professor—mrs. kang—fell down the stairs, and you were trying so hard to hold back the laughter when mrs. kang’s assistant inform the lecture was dissmissed and you’re free to go tp anywhere you like.

“you’re practically living together anyway.” she shifts her gaze towards your hand, which somehow intertwined with minji’s.

“and i’m the one talking while these two love birds are dating in front of me!” she slams her hand on the table gently, you look up to her and say, “hey it’s cold and we didn’t bring any heatpack plus i think this is a good way to warm our hands too, bonding time ’yknow.” you smile to minji which gives you an approving nod.

“okay, i’m gonna look for danielle and let you two act so tooth-achingly sweet.” hanni packs her bag and hurriedly leaves you two. to be honest you didn’t even know what makes you warm, minji’s hands or the fact that you’re holding hands with minji. you’ve done it countless times but lately if feels.... different? but since minji seems so nonchalant about the fact that you are practically dating or the way you two act behind closed doors. you shake your head to banish the thoughts and continued reading.

fortunately for you, before the thoughts roam back and you couldn’t focus on your reading anymore, danielle and hanni comes back with lunch! remnants of annoyance have completely gone from hanni’s face and the four of you discussed about random girl things while eating.

“hey y/n mind if i come over to your house? i left my keys there this morn-” before minji could finish her sentence, hanni exclaimed, “see?! dating!”

“yo hanni pham at this point i believe you’re in love with y/n-unnie.” danielle laughed in amusement.

***

as planned earlier, minji comes over to your house to pick up her keys. you decided to brew another pot of tea while minji searches for her keys, you were concered about what might happen to your bedroom.

“i swear i left it on your nightstand!”

“check my desk,” continues to chew bread, making another one for minji, rumbling noises soon be heard as minji proudly hold out her keys in front of you, “hehe, thank you y/n~” you swear her little giggles always sent you off, you were frozen for a moment before snaps back to reality.

“hey btw, my professor said someone will cover her up while she’s recovering.”

“i wonder how will they look, i hope it’s a pretty woman.” almost immediately, minji scoffed, “so you can drool through the whole lecture? nuh uh girl, this is not high school, i’m not taking notes for you to copy anymore.” you step closer towards minji, holding her cheeks in your hands.

“aww, jealous? of course not, pretty people are more bearable sweetie. now ’cmon let’s give that new ice cream shop a chance.”

***

“ha, it looks like auntie diva’s strawberry shortcake ice cream will never be replaced...” minji sigh in dissappointment, you two have been competing to find a better strawberry shotcake flavored ice cream since you go-to ice cream shop has closed because the owner moved overseas.

“where’d you wanna go next? i still have a few hours before my study session, i’ll just tag along.”

“you’d follow me anywhere?”

“as long as i’m alive.” you shrugged your shoulder in a nonchalant manner even though your heart could literally burst out right now.

who knew the place kim minji picked would be one of your biggest nightmare, aquarium. you refused to come inside and had to wait outside the last time you went there with minji and her family—technically it’s her, your parents and her parents.

“seriously kim?!??” even though you decide to follow minji inside and give aquarium a second chance, your voice is heavy with noticeable fear and annoyance, holding tightly to minji’s arm. the two of you pass halls and halls full of ocean creatures, until you reached the peak performance, walking tunnels with gallons and gallons of water above you ready to explode due to minor inconvenience!

“y/n, ’cmon this is the way out and we’ll buy plushies from the gift shop.” minji were so close to drag you inside the tunnel before you remember that you’d follow minji anywhere she’ll go. with a gulp, you nervously step inside the moving floor of the tunnel.

“see? we’re gonna be fine, enjoy the view sweetie.” she started to take more pictures of you together, admiring a shark passing by or pointing towards a weird ass looking fish. by then you thought, ‘huh. maybe aquariums weren’t so bad after all, the memories have slowly fading too...’ you start to enjoy the scene near the end of the tunnel as you catch a glimpse of a familiar face admiring the beauty alone. long, straight brunette hair being clipped messily, white shirt and black glasses, paired with a chic hand bag. you take steps closer towards the woman to clarify her identity. she opens her mouth at the same time as you, looking as shocked.

“y/n?” “aeri-unnie?”

the reason was here, the reason you never wanted to go to aquariums was here. you quickly grabbed confused minji’s hand and pace your way out—didn’t stop to buy plushies from the gift shop. you drive in silence as minji didn’t dare to utter a word in front of your angry face, after taking minji to a restautant—still in silence—you dropped her at her house without saying anything.

fuck, fuck, fuck. you should’ve known, sooner or later that she would come back and you wouldn't be able to hold it back. you couldn't sleep all night, only to come to school to encounter that nightmare.

“morning class, let me briefly introduce myself. my name is aeri uchinaga, you can call me ms. uchinaga and i’ll be replacing mrs. kang until her ankle is fully healed.” you tried to shift your focus to the whiteboard but the way aeri walks, and the way she talks...

“y/n, can you please explain problem number 5?”

***

aeri was the love of your life. or at least that’s what you thought when you first met her as a junior assistant at your father’s research lab. you two have a lot in common, from your favorite angle while talking selfie to your motto—when life gives you lemons, make mojitos. you two eventually grow closer more than ‘father’s research friends’ and ‘boss’ daughter’ and dated when you entered high school. no one knew about this relationship but it was wrong, of course, but your father got caught up with his work and your mother didn’t really pay attention to you. aeri was 23 and you were 16. even though you’re the one suggesting that you two should wait until you turn 21 before started dating again, you still bawl your eyes out when aeri decided to take new opportunities overseas. after whispering promises she’d be back before your 21th birthday, she flew to new york city while you stayed in korea.

you study hard to enter forensic science major while minji pursue art major, you kept the secret so well that the only person that knew about this were only you, aeri, and God. 3 years later, she didn’t come back and your heart finally seeks for new opportunity. the girl that have always stayed by your side, kim minji. it’s inevitable that you fell in love with her, you grew up together and spend most of the times of your life seeing each other’s faces—though when you dated aeri she’s more often questioning your whereabouts and made new friends.

aquariums. aeri have took you to countless aquariums in the country—besides the fact that her job deals with marine animals daily. you always listened to her with glimmering eyes full of adoration and amaze, her explanation is always so easy to comprehend. you avoid aquariums ever since aeri moved overseas.

now here you are again, listening to her easy-to-comprehend lecture. you didn’t knew that she take a turn to forensic science, that got you thinking, was that the reason she didn’t keep her promises? to study the subject that intrigues you the most and explain it to you the way she used to explain the noticeable difference in blue tang’s pattern? before the thought continues even further, a pair of arms sneaks into your waist, nearly making you scream.

“it’s me your girlfriend minji! i sneaked in because you seem distracted.” God, minji’s tiny voice still makes you weak, yet the voice of the woman in front of you sound so nostalgic. you didn’t want to think about these matter of feelings anymore. you took a piece of paper, wrote a little note and slide it to minji.

‘i’m sorry about yesterday. i wasn’t supposed to give you the silent treatment.’

minji took a peek quietly as if it was her lecture and aeri would send her out if she’s not listening, you grinned remembering your high school days. and it doesn’t slip off from aeri’s sharp observation, she still remembers that stupid grin of yours whenever you’re at ease or pleased and she silently curses at herself for not coming back at the time she promised you to. she leaves the lecture room while eyeing you and minji after giving assignments. seconds later, minji pushes back the paper.

‘yeah, i do feel sad... if you let me stay over at your house the whole week i’ll forgive you😋’

you give her a small agreeing nod and focuses back on writing the important parts of the lecture matterial from aeri’s laptop that were projected, you felt a tap on your arm.

“also, who the fuck is aeri?”