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“Do you want to come over after this?”

Jiwan turned around to look at Sol who was idly swiping through a clothing rack with a blank expression on her face. In the month since they started officially dating not much had actually changed between them on the surface level. They could still be found around campus laughing together and connected at the hip. Sol still brought her a packet of gummy bears every other day and walked her home like she always did. And their touches were still as frequent, if anything just a tiny bit more intimate. But overall, most people probably wouldn’t be able to tell that their relationship had become romantic. Mainly because the taller girl wasn’t that fond of public displays of affection. Which was something Jiwan secretly swore to change since she wanted everyone to know Sol was hers.

The real difference though could be found in the moments when they were alone together behind closed doors. They had yet to go any further than some light kissing and cautious touches. But it was enough to drive Jiwan crazy. It felt embarrassing to admit but none of her previous relationships had ever moved so slowly. She couldn’t be sure if the pace being set by Sol was due to her being reserved or inexperienced. But she was determined to respect it and since she couldn’t trust herself to not ask for more. She would make sure to keep away from temptation by not sleeping over.

“Jiwan?” Sol questioned, looking up from the rack after the silence had gone on for too long.

It was easier said than done. Before the transition into a romantic relationship Sol hardly expressed her emotions. She was always guarded and careful with what she let Jiwan know. Now the taller girl allowed herself, albeit somewhat clumsily, to show her true feelings. And surprisingly Sol was rather clingy, easily flustered, and whiny. Jiwan absolutely loved it, except when she was trying to avoid behaving like a teenage boy looking to score.

Jiwan glanced at her watch and bit her lip, she needed to be strong. It was already pretty late and she still had to stop by the pharmacy. If she went over now, Sol would definitely want her to spend the night. Her brows furrowed as she tried to think of a valid excuse to reject the invitation.

“Come on, please? I miss you,” Sol said, quieter than before as she checked their surroundings for eavesdroppers. It was a dirty tactic, but she knew she had no chance of getting Jiwan to come over if she didn’t play up a pout.

“Ah, Yoon Sol,” Jiwan complained, finally putting back the flowery blouse she had been looking at before the question. She crossed the short distance between them to pull at the belt loops of the taller girls' jeans. “You can’t use the pout I taught you on me! That’s so evil!”

Sol chuckled as she allowed herself to get tugged back and forth by the shorter girl. “Well, what else am I supposed to do? You stopped staying over and I want to…” Sol leaned forward, tilting her head and teasingly bringing their faces inches apart. “Spend some quality time with my girlfriend.”

Jiwan’s grip on Sol tightened and she sucked in a sharp breath. How was she supposed to stay strong when Sol flirted with her like that? And knowing the taller girl she probably didn't even realize just how suggestive she was being.

“A-aren’t we spending quality time right now?” Jiwan asked, playing dumb to distract from the heat that bloomed low in her tummy.

Sol rolled her eyes, “I hate shopping.”

That’s right, Jiwan had only called Sol because her usual shopping partner, Nabi, bailed on her at the last minute. Ever since they were teens, getting Sol to tag along when she wanted to buy a new outfit was like pulling teeth. Jiwan liked to try on every little piece of fabric that caught her attention, even if she knew she wouldn't buy it. Whereas Sol who was the complete opposite, walked into stores only to make a beeline for the graphic tees or button ups. And would be out within 15 minutes or less to Jiwan’s dismay.

Bitna had actually been her second choice. But the other girl was already with Kyuhyun and Sehun at an Internet cafe. And while Jiwan enjoyed shopping with other like minded individuals. Her desperation for company came from the daunting trip to the pharmacy. She hated going by herself, especially if the pharmacist happened to be a man. She knew she shouldn’t, but she always felt slightly judged when picking up her medication.

It was pills that Sol had never seen Jiwan take before. But now that they were dating she figured it was best not to hide it from her any longer. Even if not being able to anticipate Sol’s reaction was making her nervous.

“Well, you didn’t have to come if you didn’t want to,” Jiwan said, regaining her composure and letting go of Sol’s jeans.

“What are you talking about? You were practically begging me over the phone,” Sol laughed, pushing at Jiwan’s grumbling. She knew Nabi must’ve been too busy if Jiwan settled for her. “So? Are you going to come over or not?”

“I don’t know, I still have to go somewhere else and it’s getting late,” Jiwan said, chickening out. She could just nag Nabi to go with her tomorrow instead.

“I don’t mind, we can go together. I’ll hold all your bags and if you come over I’ll even give you a back massage,” Sol said with a wink, palming her stiff shoulders. Jiwan’s eyes fluttered closed and she let out a small whimper. Any resolve she had melted away at the firm grip of Sol’s large hands on her body.

“Okay,” Jiwan mumbled, swaying with each squeeze. It was heaven and her tummy twisted again. Sol grinned, trailing her hands down Jiwan’s arms after a couple more seconds. She slipped the few shopping bags from the smaller girl's grasp and held them proudly.

Jiwan’s eyes snapped open at the realization that Sol had played dirty again. Just as she was about to open her mouth, her girlfriend cut her off.

“No take backs,” Sol childishly said, turning on her heel to make her way to the exit. When she looked over her shoulder she smiled at how Jiwan was frozen in place. “Hurry up, like you said, it’s getting late.”

Jiwan blinked.

This was going to be a long night.

~

“What’s wrong? Are you feeling sick?” Sol asked, concerned as they came to a stop at the local pharmacy nearest to her apartment. She moved all the bags to one hand to lift the other to Jiwan’s forehead. She was flushed but not for the reasons her girlfriend thought. “You’re warm.”

Jiwan pulled Sol’s hand down with a small smile at how caring she was. “I’m not sick,” she said, giving the other girl's hand a light squeeze before letting go. “I just need to pick up some medication.”

Sol frowned and she quickly tried to remember any illnesses that Jiwan suffered from. Drawing a blank, she looked the girl over. She was in a flowy peach colored dress with a white cardigan on. Jiwan didn’t look particularly fragile and she hadn’t complained about any aches recently. So Sol had no clue what she could possibly be missing.

“Come on,” the shorter girl said, not giving her any time to ask any more questions. Sol followed behind, almost bumping into her once inside. It was crowded with medicine and medical supplies on each wall packed to the tip of the pegs. Sol only ever stopped by when she had the flu. But the man at the counter was always the same. Grey haired, glasses and a kind smile. He greeted them with a nod and Sol watched as Jiwan headed straight for him. She stayed back not wanting to get in her girlfriend's way while she talked to the man.

The distance between them was minimal but with the light jazz music playing through the speakers Sol couldn’t make out what Jiwan had asked for. She only took notice of the way the pharmacist gave the shorter girl a peculiar look before plucking a small pink and white box off the wall. As Jiwan paid, the man put it in a black plastic bag for her. Sol was sure that was the fastest transaction she had ever seen Jiwan do in the 10 years they had known each other. The next thing she knew she was being shoved out the automatic doors by the shorter girl.

Once they were back outside in the fresh air, Jiwan loudly sighed. It sucked that the pharmacist happened to be a man. But just having someone else in the store waiting for her had calmed her nerves. It could’ve been much worse. Like that one time a pharmacist's wife gave her a whole speech on the unlikeliness of her getting into heaven unless she repent. She never returned to that one.

“What’s going on? What did you buy?” Sol finally asked as she glanced back at the door to the pharmacy. Jiwan chewed on her lip for a moment, wanting to turn around and run.

“This,” she said, swiftly handing the bag over to Sol.

Sol hesitated before pulling the box out. When she turned it to the front to read the name her eyebrows knotted.

“What? Why are you…” Sol started. She looked up at Jiwan who was fidgeting in place. “Since when have you been taking birth control?”

It sounded judgemental, and Jiwan huffed, embarrassed. She snatched the box and bag back, “I never told you because you always acted weird about that type of stuff.” She said instead of answering the question. Throwing the box in the bag, Jiwan turned to head for Sol’s apartment.

Her heart was hammering away in her chest. She never cared about what her previous boyfriends thought when it came to her body count or what contraceptives she used. So, she wondered why this was so different with Sol. Was it because she had kept it a secret from her? Or was she actually worried that Sol would disapprove of her and like her less for having had sex before.

“Jiwan,” Sol called, trailing behind. When the shorter girl didn’t slow or turn around she tried again with a more stern tone. “Seo Jiwan.” That had the desired effect and Jiwan’s brisk walk died down.

When Sol reached her side she stopped her all together. She was still incredibly confused and the familiar sting of jealousy was making it hard to focus.

“How long have you been taking that?” Sol asked instead of what she really wanted to know.

Who did you start taking that for?

She wasn’t stupid, she knew some people used it for menstratution or other hormonal things like acne. But her gut feeling told her that wasn’t the case with Jiwan. Why else would she have kept it a secret from her?

Jiwan sighed again and avoided Sol’s hurt gaze. This was still new for her, the change from not talking about the awkward subjects that caused their fights. To going over it with a fine tooth comb until there was proper resolution between them.

“I don’t know,” Jiwan breathed out. “Probably since I was 17,” she shrugged like it was nothing. She had been introduced to the pill after her first time by a group of older girls in her neighborhood.

“17?” Sol scoffed and looked away, she felt bitter. They never spoke about that part of Jiwan’s previous relationships. Maybe Sol had deluded herself but she honestly never considered Jiwan was actually having sex with the boys she dated. Even when she heard whispers here and there from other students. She believed since Jiwan had never told her about it, it had yet to happen.

“And you say I don’t tell you important things?” Sol muttered, walking ahead and leaving Jiwan frowning. Her stomach churned as Jiwan’s exes popped into her mind. She could point them out from a lineup if she needed to. It was pathetic, but she had spent so many nights wishing she could be in their shoes that she had memorized their faces unwillingly. It was almost masochistic how she wondered which ones had gotten the chance to be with Jiwan like that.

“You can’t be serious right now,” Jiwan quickly caught up, angrily stomping next to Sol. “I didn’t tell you because you didn’t want to know. You never asked me about it. And don’t think I didn’t notice how you’d get that bored look whenever I talked about boys in school with you!”

“If you noticed I was so bored, why didn’t you stop then? Do you know how exhausting always having to hear you go on and on about stupid boys kissing you was when I liked you!” Sol spat, losing her cool to the jealousy coursing through her.

This wasn’t like her at all, but it had been such a long time since she last thought of those guys. Sure, Jiwan would go on blind dates regularly when they entered university but those only ever lasted a couple of days. It had never progressed into anything long term and while it hurt Sol to see her with anyone else at least she was single.

The fire in Jiwan’s eyes dulled and she felt her heart tighten uncomfortably in her chest. Even though they were together now she still got heartbroken whenever she thought of how much Sol must’ve suffered alone with her feelings. She wished she could go back. She wished they would’ve had the courage to figure out how they felt years ago. So they could’ve saved so much time and protected each other's hearts better. But that wasn't the reality of it all and what she had done in her past no matter how much it hurt Sol, couldn’t be undone.

“That’s not fair…I didn’t know you liked me or that you were an option,” Jiwan mumbled, her steps slowing even more. Sol stopped in her tracks when she didn’t hear Jiwan’s shoes scraping against the pavement. She deflated and turned back to look at the other girl who was staring down at her grip on the black plastic bag. Their day had been going so well even though she didn’t like shopping for hours upon hours. This was so stupid, she had no room to be upset. Jiwan was right, she wouldn’t have wanted to know. It probably would’ve completely broken her at that age. Plus, it’s not like she hadn’t kept her own secret from the other girl for years.

They were both only doing what they thought was best for the other, even if it had been misguided.

Sol ran a hand through her thick hair and sighed. Taking a couple of steps forward she reached Jiwan and took her bag in her free hand. “Come on, it’s getting cold.”

Jiwan followed, pouting all the way.

~

Peeking out of the corner of her eye at Sol, Jiwan gnawed on her lip the whole elevator ride up to the 5th floor. She knew the taller girl was sulking and thought it might be best to just give her some space but she had yet to return her bags. So, Jiwan watched as Sol entered her passcode on the keypad and opened the door. She kicked off her shoes and walked in turning the corner to place the bags on the coffee table. Jiwan closed the door and carefully slipped her shoes off, slowly walking into the hallway that led to the living room. There she found Sol sitting on her couch and staring up at the ceiling. Jiwan glanced up to make sure there wasn’t a water leak from the room above before coming to stand in front of the girl. Sol slowly looked down until she made eye contact with her girlfriend.

“Do you want me to go home?” Jiwan quietly asked. Sol stayed silent but shook her head. She just needed some time to organize her thoughts.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you before,” Jiwan continued when it became obvious that the other girl wasn't going to speak. “I think I was just worried you’d like me less if you knew. I mean, you always seemed so reserved. And I’ve had some bad experiences with people thinking that I…” Jiwan stopped and bit her lip again. People would talk no matter what. So she had decided to just do what she wanted, but the idea of Sol thinking she was easy or somehow dirty scared her.

Sol scowled, and shook her head again, “first of all, I’m not that shallow and anyone who has ever made you feel wrong for taking those, can screw off.” Jiwan puffed her cheeks and nodded at the girl. “And secondly, I told you already, my feelings will never change Seo Jiwan. But, I should be the one apologizing, I got jealous and I shouldn’t have snapped at you like that. What you did with your ex’s isnt any of my business. I just want to focus on the us now, here together, not anybody else.”

Jiwan blew out the air she had been holding and her lip trembled. It was like Sol always knew exactly what to say to make her fall deeper. Butterflies soared in her chest and she surged forward, straddling one of Sol’s thighs and digging her face into her neck.

“I wish you had been my first,” Jiwan whispered into warm soft skin that smelled like lavender. She hadn’t meant to say it out loud but the words had slipped from her mouth. She felt Sol tense under her hold and gasped at the confession. Quickly, Jiwan pulled back, her cheeks heating up. “I-I’m sorry I didn’t...I shouldn’t have said that,” she fumbled, turning a darker shade of red when she realized she was on top of Sol. Just as she was about to stand up, Sol’s hands came to her waist, trapping her in place. Jiwan looked down at the taller girl's hands and then back up to her face.

“Yoon Sol,” Jiwan warned. At this rate she wouldn’t be able to stop herself. She was feeling light headed with love and lust. The thigh between her legs was only making it worse.

“Do you mean that?” Sol asked, her heart was close to exploding in her chest. “Do you really wish I had been your first?” This was better than any of the fantasies she had dreamt of.

Jiwan groaned, feeling heat pulse down below.

“You have no idea,” Jiwan said, slightly rocking forward to feel some friction. Sol’s hands gripped her hips tighter to keep her still.

“What about you? Have you already…?” Jiwan suddenly asked, breath uneven from how worked up she was getting. She searched Sol’s eyes for an answer she almost didn’t want to know.

Sol’s brows furrowed for a moment before it clicked, “no, I’ve never had sex before.”

The answer brought a strange relief to Jiwan that she realized might be hypocritical. But she wanted Sol to have everything she deserved. And she deserved to have someone completely cherish her from head to toe and show her how special she was. Unlike her own first time which had been awkward and painful.

Jiwan cupped the back of Sol’s neck to bring her close, crashing their lips together. Sol whimpered at the aggressiveness, and her grip faltered.

Slightly pulling back to rest her forehead against Sol, Jiwan breathed hot air onto her lips. “I want to make you feel as good as you make me feel, Yoon Sol. Can I?”

Sol shivered but nodded. She’d let Jiwan do anything to her, as long as it was her doing it. At the given permission Jiwan connected their lips again and she softly moaned. When she swiped at Sol’s bottom lip with her tongue, the taller girl dropped her jaw open to deepen their kiss. It only took a second for Jiwan’s eager tongue to explore her mouth. Their lips smacked together loudly in the otherwise quiet room. Jiwan rocked forward again and this time Sol guided her up her thigh. Her mind was beginning to short-circuit when she noticed the heat from Jiwan’s center.

Jiwan slid her hand into Sol’s hair and yanked back, exposing her neck. Sol grunted at the force and her eyes fluttered open. The initial sting had disappeared only leaving behind a pleasurable sensation that shot straight down to her core. This was already more than they had ever done. And Sol was almost ashamed at how much she was enjoying Jiwan taking control.

Jiwan trailed hot open mouthed kisses along the taller girl's jaw until she reached her pulse point. She slowly licked up a few times and then bit down lightly to suck. Sol hissed and groaned, her hands trailing up Jiwan’s back to pull her closer. Pressure was quickly building low in her tummy and she involuntarily bucked her hips on Jiwan’s knee. Sol moaned loud at the perfect angle and Jiwan began to grind down harder on her thigh. She was desperate to hear that raspy deep sound again.

“More…please I need,” Sol pleaded. They were still fully clothed and she really wanted to feel Jiwan’s body weight on her. Jiwan pulled back from her attack on Sol’s neck, pupils blown with arousal. Pink blotches were already blooming and she smirked, knowing it would leave a mark. She never liked hickeys before but something about letting the world know Sol was taken in one way or another was driving her wild.

“Lay down,” Jiwan ordered, pushing the girl onto her side. When she finally got situated, Jiwan climbed up to straddle her hips. The button of Sol’s jeans was perfectly under her and she gave an experimental grind. The friction caused her to moan and throw her head back. Sol moaned just from the visual. Her hands found their way to Jiwan’s thighs and she spread her fingers across soft skin. Sol began to knead at the flesh underneath her palms, “you're so beautiful.” Her gentle words brought Jiwan’s attention back onto her. And if she wasn’t already blushing, she was now.

Jiwan moved her own hands to balance herself on Sol’s tummy. She felt the girl underneath her flex at the touch. Their hurried pace had slowed down at the compliment and Jiwan became painfully aware of her inexperience.

“I’ve never done this before,” Jiwan suddenly said timidly. She was picking imaginary lint off of Sol’s shirt. Too embarrassed to look at the other girl.

Sol blinked before she broke out into a smile, “I thought I was the virgin.”

Jiwan rolled her eyes and slapped Sol’s tummy, a hollow thud echoing between them. “I mean with a girl.” Sol laughed and she gave Jiwan’s thighs another squeeze to reassure her.

“You didn’t seem nervous at all a minute ago,” Sol said, trying to focus on their conversation and not the ache down below.

Jiwan blushed and lightly giggled, “well, that was before I actually got on top of you.”

“We can stop,” Sol softly said, not wanting to at all. She ran her hands up and down Jiwan’s thigh, never passing the hem of the dress. Jiwan quickly shook her head.

“I don’t want to. Do you?”

“No,” Sol breathed out, shaking her head just as fast.

“Okay, then let’s keep going,” Jiwan practically whispered as she leaned down to reclaim Sol’s lips in a heated kiss. The girl below her moved her hands to the back of her thighs. Jiwan swirled her tongue in Sol’s mouth and used the distraction to slide her hand underneath her shirt. In one swift move she confidently palmed Sol’s bra covered breast. It was almost too much and Sol moaned, bucking her hips in the air.

Breaking the kiss, Jiwan leaned up to look down at her hand massaging Sol’s chest. She could feel the faint bump of Sol’s hardened nipple peeking through the fabric. It brought a throaty groan out of Jiwan’s lips and she rolled her hips down hard for some satisfaction.

“Can I take this off?” Jiwan rasped, pulling her hand out from Sol’s shirt to grip the end of it. She was pulling up before Sol could even nod. Sol sat up as best as she could with Jiwan on her to help make the process easier. When Jiwan tossed Sol’s shirt to the ground she scanned her new exposed skin. They had seen each other in various stages of undress plenty of times before. But this was the first time Jiwan actually had the opportunity to admire Sol’s body.

Sol’s abs tensed as she watched Jiwan’s hungry gaze on her. “This too,” Jiwan said before kissing her again. Their lips moved desperately against each other as Jiwan brought her hands to Sol’s smooth back. Her nimble fingers fiddled with Sol's bra. It took a second longer than she’d like, since it was her first time unhooking another person's bra. But when she undid the clasps Sol brought her hands up to hold it to her chest. Jiwan pulled back from the kiss to look down.

“Let me see you,” Jiwan ordered, it sounded bratty and Sol almost laughed.

“I’m shy,” she said instead, laying back down onto the couch. Jiwan knotted her brows and brought her hands to Sol’s wrists. She gave a small tug but Sol didn’t budge.

“You could literally be a model with the body you have! Plus I’ve seen you naked before, why would you be shy?” Jiwan argued, giving another tug.

“I’m almost naked and you have all your clothes on,” Sol replied, smiling at the annoyed look on her girlfriend's face. “Take something off too.”

Jiwan rolled her eyes but quickly ripped off her cardigan, tossing it somewhere behind her. “Happy?”

“That doesn’t count, take something else off,” Sol said, the playfulness in her voice gone. Jiwan huffed and looked down at herself, there wasn’t much left. She bunched up the end of her dress then lifted it over her head, leaving her in her underwear. She balled the dress up and threw it to the side before looking at Sol again.

Jiwan’s underwear wasn’t particularly sexy or even matching since she hadn’t expected this to happen. But to Sol it was the hottest thing she had ever seen. She was sure that Jiwan’s white bra and pink polka dot panties would be burned into her retinas for the rest of her life.

Sol was practically panting with want beneath her and it made Jiwan’s mouth water.

“Now, let me see,” Jiwan said, pulling Sol’s hands away easily. When the bra slipped off her chest with the movement, Jiwan inhaled sharply. Sol’s nipples were hard from arousal and the cool air. “Fuck, Sol,” Jiwan groaned, her fingers running over the sensitive buds. Sol brought an arm up to cover her eyes, embarrassed, as she moaned. Jiwan lightly pinched and pulled at Sol’s nipples, fascinated with every breathy moan and arch of back it caused. Sol’s legs squirmed and soon she was bucking into the air. Jiwan leaned down again but this time she placed hot open mouthed kisses on Sol’s collarbones. Sol moaned deeply and her hand came up to thread through Jiwan's long hair. Jiwan could feel the rumble in Sol’s chest each time the girl made noise. Kissing and nibbling her way down to Sol’s right nipple, she cautiously gave the bud a flick of her tongue. Sol moaned louder and used the hand in Jiwan’s hair to push down for more. Jiwan didn’t need to be told twice and she quickly latched onto her nipple, flicking over it with her tongue again and again. She lightly bit down and pulled, earning another buck of Sol’s hips. Jiwan licked her way over to the left nipple to give it the same treatment as the right.

“Y-you too,” Sol said around another throaty moan, her hand moved from Jiwan’s hair to the clasp of her bra. Jiwan sucked harder as she felt Sol undo it in a second. She let go of Sol’s nipple with a pop and she pulled up to help slide her bra off her arms. Sol visibly gulped as she took in Jiwan’s bare torso. No amount of wet dreams could have prepared her for the real deal.

Jiwan wasn’t as naturally toned as Sol, but she was soft in all the right places. It made Sol feel dirty staring so hard but she was just too in awe. Jiwan smiled through the blush and reached down to grab Sol’s hand. At the touch, Sol's eyes snapped from Jiwan’s breasts and to her hand.

“I want you to touch me too,” Jiwan said, bringing Sol’s hand up to her chest. When she placed Sol’s palm over her nipple, the girl below her firmly squeezed. Jiwan moaned and rolled her hips again. Sol groaned as she thumbed over Jiwan’s sensitive bud. She watched Jiwan rock her hips over her jeans and almost whimpered when she noticed the wet spot on the girl's panties. Jiwan bit her lip and closed her eyes as she picked up speed, getting lost in the feeling.

Sol brought her free hand up Jiwan’s thigh, towards her hip and hooked her finger on the waistband of her panties. She tugged it back as Jiwan rocked forward and it was enough to break her focus. Opening her eyes, she decided to allow her desire to take over. Lifting up, she pulled her panties down. She finished by kicking them off one ankle and then looked back at Sol, completely nude.

“Is this what you wanted?” Jiwan asked, her eyes dark and hooded. She licked her lips before bringing Sol into another passionate kiss. They moaned into each other’s mouths and Sol confidently brought her hand over to cup Jiwan’s center. She instantly felt wetness coat her palm and gasped. Jiwan sighed as she rocked herself into Sol’s touch. She desperately needed Sol in her and when her finger slid between her folds she groaned loudly. Resting her forehead on Sol’s shoulder she continued to roll her hips. Her entire body was on fire and she knew there was no way she would last long if Sol actually put her fingers inside. So, she gathered up all her strength and stopped grinding to lean away from the girl's touch.

Sol’s chest was heaving and at the loss of contact she moved her hand back to rub Jiwan’s center. Jiwan moaned and grabbed Sol’s wrist to stop her from going any further.

“W-wait. I wanted to touch you first,” Jiwan rasped, almost trembling. They had a short staring contest as Sol considered ignoring her request. She badly wanted to know what Jiwan felt like and she was so close. “Please?” Jiwan tried her best to use her cute voice for the girl beneath her. “And then you can touch me all you want, I promise.”

Sol groaned at the prospect and nodded her head dumbly. She had never throbbed so hard before and it felt like she’d combust at any moment. Allowing Jiwan to unbutton her jeans, the girl wasted no time in pulling down both her pants and panties. Jiwan helped slide them to her ankles and pulled them off as Sol covered her center, embarrassed. After Jiwan threw her pants to the floor she turned back to Sol and saw she had shut her legs too.

“Yoon Sol,” Jiwan huffed, reaching for her hand again.

“Let me see.”

“Just…don’t stare, that'll make me nervous.”

“I won’t,” Jiwan lied, knowing full well she was about to stare. After all, she had never seen another girl this close up before. Sol slowly removed her hand and spread her legs for Jiwan to shuffle in between. When Jiwan saw Sol’s center she loudly moaned. She was dripping and Jiwan wanted nothing more but to taste her. The thought made her flush and she peeked at Sol. She had closed her eyes and was gnawing on her lip, waiting for Jiwan to make a move. “Have you ever touched yourself before?” Sol snorted at the unexpected question but nodded her head, eyes still closed. She knew Jiwan absolutely loved talking. But she never would’ve guessed she could still possibly find things to talk about while naked.

Jiwan smiled as she ran her hands up and down Sol’s thighs soothingly. “Using your fingers inside of you?” Jiwan added. Sol bit her lip and nodded slower. Jiwan’s hands were creeping closer and closer to her center. “Did you ever think about me while you were doing it?”

Sol’s eyes opened and she looked at Jiwan who was staring intently at her. She simply nodded, not wanting to give away more information than needed. Like, how often it happened, how good it felt, or her guilt afterwards. Jiwan dug her blunt nails into her thighs and quickly licked her lips.

“You know, even before I actually realized my feelings,” Jiwan started, lowering herself between Sol’s legs. “I would have sex dreams about you sometimes,” Jiwan’s mouth was now dangerously close to her center, Sol could even feel her hot breath. Honestly, if she wasn’t a second away from exploding, she would’ve asked Jiwan to elaborate. Instead, she weakly tried to close her legs, shy at the proximity. But Jiwan held them open with her hands. “You’re soaking wet,” she softly said, Sol moaned and involuntarily bucked her hips towards her face. Jiwan breathed in Sol’s sweet scent and curiously dipped her head in to have a taste. She licked up the entirety of her slit and the moan that ripped from Sol’s throat was the loudest yet. Sol’s hand found its way back into Jiwan’s hair and she gripped it tightly, pulling her closer. Jiwan took a second to smack her lips, getting a sense of Sol’s flavor. She quickly decided it was the best she had ever had and dove in for more. Swirling her tongue around Sol’s swollen clit she moaned, sending vibrations directly into her. Sol was squirming and whimpering as Jiwan sucked on her throbbing nub. The pressure was unbearable and she was already so close to the edge from all the previous teasing. When one of Jiwan’s hands snaked up to her nipple to tweak it, Sol let out an embarrassing whine. The constant noises gave Jiwan an ego boost and she vigorously circled Sol’s clit, hungry for more.

Sol’s voice became high pitched as her thrusts grew erratic. Getting braver as the minutes ticked by, Jiwan rolled her tongue down and then dipped it inside of Sol’s entrance. “Jiwan!” Sol squealed, her body tensing for a second at the new sensation. “Oh my…fuck ahh,” Sol panted as Jiwan continuously dipped in and out of her. “Jiwan, fuck. I-I’m so close, please,” Sol cried, pulling at her hair so harshly that it made her wince. Jiwan pushed her tongue faster, moaning at Sol tightening around her. She brought her free hand around Sol’s shaking thigh to sloppily rub at her clit with her thumb. A few quick circles was all it took to have Sol crying out so loud Jiwan worried about the neighbors hearing them.

Sol rode her orgasm out on Jiwan’s tongue as she spasmed against it, closing her legs on her head. Jiwan eagerly lapped up the new flood of sweetness, humming at the taste. After making sure she hadn’t missed any of her juices. She teasingly flicked at Sol’s sensitive nub and tried to suck on it once more. But Sol twitched back and let go of the tight grip on the girl's hair. She instead pushed at her sweaty forehead to stop her. Sol was still whimpering when Jiwan began to pepper kisses on her now reopened thighs.

“So much came out,” Jiwan said in awe, mostly to herself. She looked over at Sol but the girl was now covering her face completely embarrassed. “What’s wrong?” Jiwan questioned, glancing back down at Sol’s center and noticing the wet spot on the couch. She squeezed her legs tightly together to try to ease the pressure that shot to her core at the sight.

“I came so fast,” Sol muttered into her hands. For a moment she thought the other girl would make fun of her but when nothing happened she peeked through her fingers. Jiwan was proudly smiling. Her lips and chin were smeared with Sol’s wetness and it sparked another flame low in her tummy.

“That’s okay, that just means you enjoyed it,” Jiwan said, crawling up her body. Sol scrunched her face up as she wiped Jiwan’s chin for her and then rubbed it on her thigh. Jiwan giggled and connected their lips, having missed them. Sol could taste herself on Jiwan’s tongue and it caused her to moan into her mouth. Breaking the kiss Jiwan looked to her hand as she trailed it down Sol’s abs. Hooking her leg on Sol’s to pull it apart and have something between her own thighs. Jiwan gingerly ran her fingers down Sol’s slit gathering up all the remaining slick. Sol’s breathing staggered as she quietly watched Jiwan’s fingers work. The wave of sleepiness that had hit her was being washed away.

Jiwan latched onto one of her nipples as she simultaneously rubbed Sol’s sensitive clit. Sol’s legs jerked to close but Jiwan held her tight. She used the opportunity to grind on her thigh.

“Jiwan,” Sol whined. “Are you trying to kill me?”

Jiwan smiled into her chest and pulled up to make eye contact with Sol. The girl was pink in the cheeks from her orgasm and it had even traveled down her neck. She was absolutely beautiful and Jiwan wished she could take a picture.

“Can I finger you?” Jiwan asked. Sol’s eyes widened and she looked back to the other girl's hand working lazy circles onto her. The majority of her sensitivity had disappeared, replaced with building pressure once more. She really wanted to touch Jiwan, but after such an amazing first time. She wanted to know what else the other girl could do to her body.

“Okay,” Sol mumbled, as if she was the one doing Jiwan a favor by agreeing. It made Jiwan laugh and she pressed a chaste kiss to her lips.

“You’re so cute, Yoon Sol.” Jiwan said, nuzzling her neck. Sol’s cheeks turned a darker shade at the compliment. And she somehow felt even more naked than she already was.

Sol choked on the beginning of her words when Jiwan sank her middle fingers in without any warning. There was hardly any resistance due to them being coated with Sol’s wetness. Jiwan moaned as Sol’s walls twitched around her, still sensitive from earlier.

Sol’s mouth dropped open and she closed her eyes, furrowing her brows. Jiwan glanced up to check her reaction and when she saw the tiny frown, she bit her lip. “Does it hurt?” Jiwan asked, completely still and trying to allow the girl time to get accustomed to her. Sol shook her head, it didn’t hurt, not really anyways. Jiwan’s fingers were much smaller than hers and her first orgasm had really helped loosen her up. “You can start moving,” Sol said after a beat, holding onto Jiwan’s shoulders.

Jiwan pulled out to the tip of her fingers before slowly pumping back in. The heel of her palm hitting Sol’s clit in the process. After a few long pumps Sol had relaxed and was quietly moaning.

“Fuck Sol, you feel so fucking good,” Jiwan sighed, loving the way Sol’s warm walls pulled at her. She pumped harder as Sol ran one hand down to her wrist. At first she thought Sol was trying to stop her. But she quickly realized Sol just wanted to feel her moving in and out.

“Don’t stop,” Sol groaned, rolling her hips faster to meet Jiwan’s thrusts. They were both covered in a light sheen of sweat and breathing heavily. The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh and wetness squishing grew louder the longer they worked off each other.

“You’re getting so tight,” Jiwan moaned, using her free hand to run up Sol’s chest. Her hand momentarily paused at her collarbones as she pumped harder. She was pretty sure she was about to cum just from the pressure of Sol’s thigh bumping into her clit every time she moved. Jiwan slid her hand up just a little higher, her fingers lightly wrapping around Sol’s slim neck. The new pressure made Sol’s eyes flutter open and she moaned, surprised. The coil in her tummy was about to snap.

“Faster, oh fuck faster. Please,” Sol whined, high pitched and needy. Ignoring the slight burn of her wrist, Jiwan forced herself to drill into the girl below. Sol’s hips were losing their rhythm and Jiwan knew this one would be stronger than the last with how tight she had become.

Squeezing Sol’s neck once more she watched as she cried out again. Her body powerfully spasmed and Jiwan tried to hold her down by moving her hand to her twitching tummy. She slowly pumped into her trying to help her ride it out. Sol whimpered and grabbed ahold of Jiwan’s hand on her tummy, entwining their fingers. After a couple of seconds of catching her breath, Sol blinked her heavy eyelids open. Her body was absolutely exhausted and she could’ve passed out right there and then. Meeting Jiwan’s adoring gaze she sleepily smiled.

“I’m going to pull out now,” Jiwan gently said. Sol mewled as the other girl carefully pulled her fingers out of her. She brought her hand up to examine the stickiness left on her and it made Sol’s cheeks flare up. Just as she was about to tell her to go wash her hands, Jiwan popped her fingers into her mouth. Sol groaned as another fire was lit in her tummy. She was mesmerized as she watched Jiwan suck and lick them clean.

“You taste so good,” Jiwan moaned, getting the last of it. Sol just groaned again as she pulled Jiwan down to her. Their sweaty bodies molded into each other perfectly and Jiwan whimpered. Sol kissed the top of her head and hugged her close feeling clingy. Jiwan uncharacteristicly squirmed in her hold though. “Yoon Sol, as much as I want to cuddle with you. I seriously need to cum or I might die.” She honestly couldn’t believe she had even lasted for as long as she had, it was a miracle.

Sol giggled at herself, giddy from two of the best orgasms she’s ever had in her life. She sat them up causing Jiwan to fall onto her lap, her legs spread open. She whimpered as Sol brought her into a slow kiss. Their tongues sloppily slid over each other and Jiwan locked her arms behind Sol’s neck to bring her closer. Jiwan started rolling her hips again, her desperation getting worse with each passing second.

“Sol,” Jiwan whined into their kiss when the other girl's hands remained on her hips. “Please, I need you to touch me.” Sol licked at Jiwan’s bottom lip before lowering one hand to her center. At the touch they both moaned. She was absolutely drenched and spilling down her inner thigh. Sol coated her fingers with Jiwan’s slick, preparing them.

“Are you ready baby?” Sol asked, her voice incredibly husky from all the whining she had done. At the nickname Jiwan furiously nodded, leaning forward to bury her face in Sol’s neck. She moaned into the girl's sweaty skin when she finally felt fingers dip into her entrance. Jiwan winced at being stretched out. She knew Sol had big hands but she hadn’t expected the sting.

Taking a deep breath, Jiwan sank all the way down to Sol’s knuckles. She listened to the delicious groan the girl let out by her ear. Nibbling on her neck she slowly raised her hips just to sink down once more. Sol’s free hand moved from her hip to around her ass. She squeezed a soft cheek, pulling a moan from Jiwan’s mouth. Sol tried to put distance between them so she could watch Jiwan slowly bob up and down on her fingers. Jiwan threw her head back and her mouth dropped open at the pace she was setting. It gave Sol the perfect opportunity to lick at Jiwan’s throat. She trailed her tongue down and latched onto the girl's nipple. She swirled her tongue around the hardened bud, tasting her salty skin. Jiwan whimpered, her hips staggering for a second before riding on her fingers harder. Sol groaned as Jiwan’s walls tightened around her. She really couldn’t take it anymore and started to pump into the girl. Jiwan loudly moaned as she met Sol’s thrusting. She used the hand on Jiwan’s ass to help drag her down to her knuckles.

“Fuck Sol,” Jiwan hissed, her nails clawing into Sol’s back. She was being plunged into rather deeply thanks to their position. “Do you like that?” Sol rasped, looking up at Jiwan’s scrunched up face. She was biting her lip so hard she could taste blood. “Answer me,” Sol grunted, genuinely wondering if she should try something different. All Jiwan picked up on though was the aggressiveness in her tone. And she loudly moaned, dropping her hips faster.

“Yes-yes, you’re making me feel so good,” Jiwan whimpered, she felt close to tears at how full she was. The praise caused Sol’s tummy to twist and encouraged her to go faster, pulling out only to slam into her again. The heel of her palm was slapping against Jiwan’s clit, making her softly cry out every time. She was trying her best to push her over the edge. Jiwan rolled her hips faster, leaning down to try to capture Sol’s lips in a heated kiss. Their teeth clinked but Jiwan paid it no mind, swiping her tongue over Sol’s. It became too difficult to keep kissing when Jiwan couldn’t stop moaning. So instead Sol sucked on her bottom lip and then licked her way over to the girl's jaw.

“Oh God, keep going please! I’m so close,” Jiwan whined. Sol blew air out of her nose as she pumped into Jiwan harder. “Don’t stop,” Jiwan chanted like a prayer. Sol’s tongue had traveled down to Jiwan’s shoulder and she bit down on it when she curled her fingers forward in her. Jiwan’s body froze and Sol looked up just in time to see what seemed like her face pre-sneeze. Suddenly she cried out and her body began to shudder in Sol’s lap. Sol moved the hand on her ass to the small of her back to keep her from falling. She watched in awe as Jiwan came down from her high. Jiwan’s warm walls were fluttering around her fingers and could feel cum sliding down her fingers.

Jiwan slumped forward, allowing herself to go completely limp in Sol’s hold. She whined when Sol pulled her fingers out and wrapped them around her back, not caring about the mess. Sol nuzzled her face onto the top of her head as she smiled. She was totally horny again but her pride for having brought Jiwan to an orgasm was stronger.

“Are you okay baby?” Sol cooed, moving to talk into Jiwan’s flushed ear.

Jiwan was still catching her breath but she nodded. She was tired and missed Sol’s fingers filling her up inside already. “Why didn’t we do this a long time ago?” Jiwan sighed into Sol’s marked up chest. This was the first time she had ever felt so cared for during and after sex. Sol giggled, shaking Jiwan in her hold. “We should shower,” Sol said, while peppering kisses on the side of her face. Jiwan shook her head, “can’t we stay here for a little longer?”

Sol nibbled at her ear and shook her head in return. Using all her strength she brought them upright and then stood, her legs were wobbly at first. Jiwan squealed as she locked her arms and legs around Sol like a koala. Sol laughed and turned down to look at her ruined couch. The main reason why she wanted them to go shower.

“How are you going to get that out?” Jiwan asked quietly, staring down at the wet spots. Sol looked at her and kissed her, readjusting her hold to make sure she wouldn’t slip out of her arms. “I’ll Google it,” Sol said onto her lips, between kisses.

Jiwan suddenly smiled wickedly, “well, I hope you don’t think this is over.” Sol laughed, walking them towards the restroom.

She’d do anything Jiwan wanted, for however long she wanted.

As long as it was Jiwan.