chubby dahyun being insecure when nayeon goes out and stays late cause she thinks she's gonna find someone more interesting;; nayeon thinks she's being too possessive and points it out but dahyun just breaks down and finally tells her she's afraid nayeon will leave her for someone prettier
dahyun isn’t possessive in the same way nayeon is. nayeon is very much so outwardly “she’s my baby, nobody else’s!” dahyun just gets horribly sad when nayeon is out so late, and doesn’t text frequently or at all. all she can think is that nayeon is going to find someone better than her, thinner, prettier, less geeky and less clingy with less issues.
when nayeon brings up how she feels guilty when dahyun is always texting her how sad she is and how she misses nayeon etc etc, and dahyun just bursts into hysterical crying, pouring her heart out to nayeon about every insecurity she’s ever had and how much it hurts to feel like she’ll always be less than and that one day, inevitably, nayeon will find someone better.
“oh honey,” nayeon feels terrible, she hadn’t even considered dahyun would feel like this. she pulls the younger girl into a tight hug, wanting to pour all her love into it. “you’re my girl, dahyunie, forever. i could never ever find anyone better than you, there’s nobody better than you, and i’d never want to anyways. you’re the love of my life dahyun. you always will be.”
dahyun is too choked up to even say anything, so she just clings to nayeon, crying onto her, but feeling a million times better hearing nayeon say that
send me hybrid asks :(((((( i wanna know about yall thoughts of puppies and kittens and bunnies
im thinking of nayeon being whipped for succubus sana
dubchaeng with a very needy dh? maybe chae gets to dom around a bit with her, dh calling herself chaes bunny, pretty please °^°
"chaengie," dahyun pouts, teary eyes full of neediness as she looks up at the younger girls, knees sore from being kneeling down for so long. she couldn't mind it less when chaeyoung finally looks at her, fingers running through her blue hair. "can bunny have attention now, please?"
"you look beautiful like that, unnie", chaeyoung smiles softly, and indeed, dahyun looks adorable wearing only a white tank top. she's not wearing a bra, as nayeon told her not to, and chaeyoung can see her nipples standing hard and proud, begging for attention. she leans down, using her hand to lift up dahyun's chin, kissing the older girl deeply.
"please," dahyun whines when they break the kiss, and chaeyoung laughs, allowing dahyun to straddle her lap. they kiss again, needier this time, and chaeyoung can already feel herself softening, getting dizzy, wanting nothing more than drown in dahyun's soft moans. "can i r-ride?"
"huh?", chaeyoung isn't paying attention, too concentrated on bruising up dahyun's neck. dahyun rolls her hips, asking one more time, and chaeyoung doesn't have it on her to make her stop. "such a p-pretty bunny," she sighs, "mine, aren't you?"
"yeah!", dahyun's head is thrown back, and she's making a mess on chaeyoung's thigh, the slick sounds making everything better. she smiles when she hears chaeyoung's tiny moans, and her fingers flutter to the younger girl's chest, twisting her nipples over her shirt, "'m chaengie's b-bunny"
chaeyoung thinks she's in heaven.
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nayeon setting a mood while sanas out to buy them food as theyre the only ones in their dorm (or at least they think they are) and when sana gets home she finds nayeon wearing nothing but a big shirt and black panties
sana pushing nayeon on the couch and pulling her panties aside to eat her out :( also sana encouraging nayeon to make a mess for her when nayeon whimpers that she's going to come
ooor sana lazily pumping two fingers inside nayeon while she watches nayeon squirm and moan like the little slut she is;;; she likes it so much she can barely hold herself from fucking her faster
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how was mina and momo's next class like? (teacher's AU)
momo was nervous. how could she not be when barely three days ago she was in between ms. myoui's legs?
as she walks down the corridor slower than she ever did, her mind gives her the most delicious flashbacks. ms. myoui moaning her name and tugging on her hair. ms. myoui coming on her tongue, hot and sweet, imaculate hair and makeup with a mess between her legs.
momo had touched herself to the memories the three days in a row, mina's touches still fresh on her skin, mina's perfect lips that fit so nicely with hers still sweet on her mouth.
it's about mina's lips she's thinking about when she enters the classroom, eyes on the ground, clearly avoiding the teacher's glare. she sits on her usual place, slowly getting her stuff out of the backpack, making sure not to look up. there's barely five people in the classroom, and momo does not want to ruin her panties this early in the morning.
a failed attempt, when the class finally starts. mina looks so fucking good, long dark hair so pretty as it cascades down her shoulders, lips painted a warm, deep crimson, pencil black dress complimenting her curves. she's gorgeous, walking from one side to the other as the explanation of the subject starts. momo knows she should start taking notes, but her eyes start wandering, and she's not strong enough to stop.
momo bites her lips, eyeing ms. myoui's cleavage, mouth watering. it's such a nice dress and mina has such nice chest, tits round and perfect, pushed up against each other. momo can see the outline of her bra if she stares long enough. if she wasn't so focused on drooling over mina's chest, she would've noticed the teacher's grin.
she presses her thighs together as ms. myoui starts walking in between the students, still talking, asking them to take notes because this part is very important. momo messily gets a pen and writes whatever on her notepad, holding back a whine when mina walks just besides her. she feels it coming, but yet, she's not prepared for it when the teacher bends over to talk to the boy who sits on her right.
her ass presses softly, barely on momo's arm, and she forces herself to act simply embarrassed, because her classmates surely wouldn't like to see her bending mina over the boy's table and spanking her until she cries. it's a nice thought, tho, and she relishes on it as her breathing comes back to normal and mina goes back to standing in front of the class.
momo's eyes meet ms. myoui's for the first time that day, and wetness pools on her panties. she recognizes that look. it's the heavy, promising look she had three days ago. it's the look, and momo can't wait for the class to end.
an hour later, hirai momo steps out of the classroom with a purplish mark starting to form on her neck, smeared red lipstick on her lips, lacy white panties in her pocket, and palms that sting with worth pain from spanking ms. myoui's fat ass.
Jeongmi but with Mina having a babhgirl kink and jeongyeon finds this out when they were bar hopping
ok but mina is totally drunk n ends up telling jeong that the only way someone can make her sub is by calling her babygirl and she doesn't remember she told jeong about it;;; so the next day mina's kinda pissed with the schedules and snaps at jeong but jeong just laughs and says "who do you think you're talking to, babygirl?" and mina.exe has stopped working cause her panties are suddenly wet
idea in my head: complete visual scene in my head with high emotions and its intense as shit and has dramatic lighting to fit the mood idea when I write it:
stay with me for one moment at least - 2yeon
Jeongyeon was still dizzy when Nayeon left her on the hotel room's bed, already collecting her clothes from the ground when Jeong realized what was happening.
"What are you doing?", Jeongyeon asked lazily, sitting on the bed. She smiled at the way Nayeon stared at her naked body, at the way Nayeon closed the distance between them only to kiss her deeply.
"I gotta go", Nayeon groaned, biting down Jeongyeon's bottom lip.
"Please, just stay with me", Jeongyeon cried out, hands already around Nayeon's neck, "For one moment at least"
She wasn't expecting Nayeon to push her hands away, to put on her clothes that fast. She didn't expect Nayeon to look at her as if she was nothing.
"I can't", She said, eyes so cold that Jeongyeon could barely recognize her "Jihyo's waiting for me at home".
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