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Envision this: fourth year student Zhang Hao, captain of her university’s cheer team, who joined her school’s cheer team in her first year in order to save her social life.
Being a university student is hard. Finding enough hours after a long day of classes and homework assignments to eat, sleep, and have a social life is not easy. It’s virtually impossible to have all three, but Hao will always have her cheer team.
The cheer team is everything to her. She considers herself friends with everyone on her team, and she knows that she is someone her teammates can rely on. Hao is the perfect fit for the leader position.
But, as with most things in life, sometimes she needs a break. When classes get busy, when work is demanding, when she has exams to study for, cheer practice is the last place she wants to be. She never shows her cheer team that stressed side of her, never wanting to taint her image of being an unshakeable leader.
One day after practice she couldn’t even make it to her dorm room before she collapsed. She led practice with unclear guidance and trembling fingers before she excused herself at 6:00 on the dot when practice was finished. That wasn’t like Hao– she’s never in a rush to leave practice, always staying behind to further assist her teammates if they need help.
Hao is diabetic, so she’s not unfamiliar with feeling the lightheadedness and skull-pounding headaches. It was the piling stress and busy schedule that made her forget to eat a sufficient day’s worth of food, causing her blood pressure to drop too low. And now she was too stubborn to message any of her teammates.
Her legs gave out as soon as she made it to the back of the gymnasium complex. She sat on the steps for ten minutes in a cold sweat, digging for any possible snack in her book bag to replenish her blood sugar. Eventually, however, Hao grew too desperate as her vision hazed over. She was rendered helpless, unable to do anything, reluctantly having to pull out her phone and call for help.
That is, until someone approached her.
“Are you alright?”
Hao didn’t recognize the voice, but she knew her face upon her quick glance upward. Before her stood Sung Hanbin, third year student and leader of the school’s alternative dance team.
Without picking her head up again from the brick wall she was leaning sideways on, Hao shook her head. “Not quite.”
Hanbin immediately crouches down in front of her, looking slightly panicked. “What’s going on? Can I get you anything?”
Hao makes eating motions with her hands. Her words lay heavy on her tongue, making it hard to speak, but she manages to mutter “snack” and “sweets”, to which Hanbin thankfully understands. The younger pours all of the contents from her bag onto the cemented floor, books splaying out and pens flying everywhere. Hao actually laughs at the frantic sight.
Hanbin rummages through her belongings on the floor, gasping when she finds a granola bar and a banana. “Here, here! Eat these!”
Hao accepts the food with shaky fingers until Hanbin takes it back and decides to feed her herself. It should be strange, but it’s not – Hao is actually very endeared. The food levels Hao’s blood sugar and she finally feels strong enough to stand up on her two feet again. The younger stays with her the entire time, ensuring that she’s okay. Even when the color returns to Hao’s face and she’s standing again, Hanbin still watches her with concern.
Now that Hao has recovered from her hazy vision, she can see Hanbin more clearly. Even after the younger endured an evening of practice, cheeks warm and face shiny with sweat, she is beautiful.
Hao laughs, brushing the dirt from her uniform. “I’m fine now, Hanbin. Don’t worry.”
The younger nods, twiddling with her thumbs. “What happened?”
“I’m diabetic,” Hao says, far too casual for the situation. “This is what happens when my blood sugar drops too low. I haven’t eaten much today, so…”
“Well, why not?”
The question is a bit shocking. This is the first time Hao’s ever had a conversation with Hanbin and she’s already getting accusatory towards her. “Why not what?”
“Why haven’t you eaten a lot today?”
Oh. Hao backs down a smidge. “I usually pack snacks and such, but I was too busy today. Surely you would understand the stress and pressure one can feel, Captain Hanbin.”
Hanbin crosses her arms. “No matter what, you should always have food on you. I can bring you snacks in times of need! What’s your KaTalk?”
Hao was... not expecting that response. “Uh, hold on,” she pulls out her phone. She cannot believe she’s actually doing this right now. She holds her phone forward for Hanbin to see, “Here.” Hanbin inputs the information into her phone, smiling all of the while.
“Look,” Hanbin sighs. “I know how you feel. You’re the captain of the cheer team, you only want your team to see you in a positive light. You don’t want them to see you crack. Am I right?”
Hao freezes, floored at the read that the near-stranger has gathered about her. Had Hanbin taken a previous liking to her? “How did you know that?”
The sound of Hanbin laughing is like a breath of fresh air. “I’m a captain, too, remember?”
The older hides her mild disappointment. “Oh, right.”
Hanbin places a hand on her shoulder, squeezing gently. “I’ll see you around, yeah?”
Still struck, and now reeling from the electrifying touch, she says exactly what she wants, full honesty. “Yes. You will.”
--☆--
After that day, Hanbin becomes a new constant in Hao’s life.
They became instant friends. Ever since they saved each other’s KaTalk, they have been messaging nonstop. Hao took a liking to Hanbin, elated when Hanbin continued doing small favors for her. Hanbin would offer to walk her to her classes, accompany her at lunch, and help her with her homework. When Hao asked her about it one day, all the younger had said was that she wanted to ensure that Hao was okay, but Hao knew there was more to it.
Hanbin took a . . . specific liking to Hao. Her kind gestures turned into wanting to make Hao happy, feeling fulfilled because she knew Hao was happy, and she became infatuated with the way Hao would praise her for her acts of service. The older thought it was rather cute, the way she had Hanbin wrapped around her finger.
One day in the library when they were studying, Hanbin intertwined her fingers with Hao’s. It had Hao frozen in place, shocked by the younger’s sudden act of physical affection. And exactly three days later when Hao was wearing a halter top, Hanbin pressed kisses along the line of her shoulder.
Hao never really made a big deal out of it. She loved Hanbin’s care towards her, so she let it continue – they were both clearly enjoying themselves. It continued to naturally progress, until finally, when they both met up at the back of the gymnasium building after practice, Hao kissed her on the lips.
Hanbin’s eyes lit up like an ignited fire. When Hao deepened the kiss, Hanbin let herself be guided and held against the brick wall behind her.
It’s not like Hao never returned Hanbin’s affection. The older was just as crazy about the other as the latter was about her. Hao was just better at being subtle.
The first time they slept together was two weeks after their first kiss. That’s when Hao really got a feel for just how devoted the younger is. Hanbin’s selflessness would naturally bleed into her intimate desires. Most of her pleasure comes from how good she makes Hao feel. She enjoys being told what to do, and she doesn’t mind getting tossed around. The younger even disclosed all of this to her when they were laying in Hao’s dorm bed one night. They both laid naked, Hao holding the younger in her arms as a finger traced mindless shapes onto her shoulder.
--☆--
Hao is grateful for the break in her hectic schedule to attend Hanbin’s dance team practice for the first time. She’s especially grateful because their practices tend to overlap with each other quite frequently.
They walk to the gymnasium together and Hao takes a seat against the wall. Hanbin gave her her extra kimbap to fill her stomach, and some chocolate just because. Hao is incredibly endeared to be cared for, even in the smallest of gestures.
Watching Hanbin in her element is a true wonder. Hao is so used to her cute and bubbly side, so when a stoic look falls over her face when the music starts, she does a double take. She’s rendered speechless, mouth agape. Hao adores her natural aegyo, but seeing this side of her is riveting. It makes her insides twitch.
Hao doesn’t doubt that Hanbin is putting her all into practice, but she’s starting to think that the added whines and grunts are intentional because Hanbin makes sure to catch her eye when she does every time.
Hanbin is a great dancer, of course, but she’s also a wonderful leader. Her leading style is similar to Hao’s own: patient, caring, and silly. Hanbin has perfected her craft to a T, kindly pointing out her members' mistakes, offering them extra guidance which is always taken, all the while making her team members laugh.
It dawns on Hao that she is more head over heels for the younger than she thought.
--☆--
It was a brisk afternoon in November when Hao was informed by her coach that the cheer team would be sharing the gymnasium for practice with the dance team that next evening. Hao shot up when he read the email, immediately excited about sharing the same practice space with Hanbin.
Hao has seen Hanbin lead her team before, but not nearly as often as Hao would like. Their practices usually overlap with each other, or schedules get busy. Hao was practically vibrating at the chance to spend another 75 minutes of practice with Hanbin.
Hao thinks back to the last time she sat in on her practice. Watching Hanbin hit the difficult moves and perform the choreography was hot. Hanbin has been a dancer for years, even before she entered university, and her body is a result of that. Her legs are toned and her arms are strong, and her stamina. Hao thinks she could watch her dance all day and never tire of it.
Hao shoots the younger a text as soon as she gets the chance.
[Hao]
hey binnie!
i heard both of our teams are practicing together in the gymnasium tomorrow evening
Hao smiles as she clicks her phone off and places it in her pocket. After a busy and stressful day, she’s happy to head back to her dorm for some much needed rest.
--☆--
The gymnasium is extremely loud this evening. Not only are the regional teams, Hao and Hanbin’s teams, here for practice, but also two other recreational teams.
Hao has been a bit stressed out. She’s been focusing on instructing her own team, but mentally she’s not present. All she can think about is that Hanbin never answered her message last night, and for the past thirty minutes, the younger has been avoiding her gaze. It was driving Hao crazy, until she caught on to her little game. She feels excitement burst in her core.
Hao knows exactly what Hanbin is doing. It wouldn’t be the first time the younger went out of her way to purposely avoid giving Hao her attention, just to make Hao jealous. Hanbin loves to be put in her place and bossed around, knowing that Hao would do just that if she gave her the cold shoulder. The news of them having practice together probably sparked this whole plan of hers.
In fact, Hao is bold enough to call it to her attention right now, in the middle of practice.
Hao steals the chance to walk over to Hanbin as soon as she’s alone. She ensures nobody can hear her next words. “Hey, Hanbin. Why didn’t you reply to my message last night?”
The younger looks away from her team, meeting Hao’s gaze with innocent eyes. “What message?”
Hao holds back her smirk, excitement rampant inside of her. “On KaTalk… you didn’t receive my message?” Hao asks dramatically. If Hanbin is playing this game then so can she. “How could you not–”
“Eonnie, I’m trying to focus on my team’s formation,” Hanbin cuts in, a smug grin on her face. “My team needs a lot of work. If you don’t have anything of importance to say, perhaps it can wait?”
The older stands there, mouth hanging open, as Hanbin walks over to her team. She cuts the music to call out missed cues and lacking members not hitting the practiced choreography sharp enough.
So this is how she wants it today?
The way Hanbin avoided her eye contact, didn’t reply to her message, and continued to blow her off just now– it all confirms Hao’s hypothesis all along.
The older thinks back on the last minute decision to throw a certain something in her bag before leaving for practice, glad to know now that she made the right decision.
Hao snaps out of her daze, rejoining her squad.
--☆--
Most of the girls usually shower in the locker rooms before they leave for the night because it’s easier and more convenient. Hao takes her time washing up, her plan set in stone. Her goal is to take as long as possible so that all of the girls will be out of sight by the time she gets out.
Hao chuckles upon entering the locker room, void of all team members like she expected, except for a certain someone, standing in front of her open locker with a towel wrapped around her freshly showered body.
“Took you long enough,” Hanbin marvels. “Was starting to think you were getting off without me.”
Hao tuts. “Without you?” She approaches the younger with a towel wrapped around her own body. “Why would I do that when no one can make me feel as good as you do?”
For half of a second Hanbin’s eyes gleam, before they narrow again. “That’s what I like to hear.”
The older snakes a hand around the other’s waist, inching in on her. “Do you want to explain to jiejie why you haven’t been a good girl?”
Hanbin swallows, staring at the floor. “Maybe jiejie can tell me what I did wrong?” she pouts, feigning innocence.
Hao laughs, using all of her self control not to pounce on her right now, which they both want, for the sake of upholding the scene. Just thinking about having Hanbin like this has her slicked up between her thighs.
“Let’s start from the beginning,” Hao uses her other hand to tuck wet strands of hair behind Hanbin’s ear. “You didn’t answer my KaTalk last night. I don’t like being kept waiting, Hanbin-ah,” she tsks. The younger nibbles at her bottom lip. “Then, when we get to practice, it’s like I don’t even exist. It made jiejie sad.”
“I will make it up to jiejie,” Hanbin beams, pulling the older closer so their chests are inches apart. “Will you let me make it up to you, princess?”
Hao hates to admit that the pet name has her weak in the knees. The younger knows exactly what to say to drive her crazy, further proving that she knows her better than anyone else.
“You love being underneath me,” Hao muses. “I bet you don’t even see this as a repremandment, my naughty girl. Am I right?”
Hanbin whimpers, weak at her accusations, but recovers quickly. All she can do is nod.
Hao steps forward and finally closes the gap between them. Hanbin’s lips are soft and they taste like cherry lip balm – perhaps Hao had spent longer in the shower than she thought, considering Hanbin had enough time to freshen up. She cups Hanbin’s face in her hands, kissing her with fiery desperation.
She kisses the younger like they’ve been apart for months. Hanbin meets her with the same velocity, panting heavily into her lover’s mouth.
Hanbin tugs lightly at Hao’s towel and slips it down to her waist, exposing her bare upper body to the cold air. The older shivers slightly, moving one hand to lay on the back of Hanbin’s neck and the other to pull down the other’s towel to match her own.
“You thought I was avoiding your gaze at practice,” Hanbin pulls away to speak, breathless. “What you didn’t know is that I was watching you when you weren’t looking. You have a great formation, captain. Those long legs of yours—”
Hao kisses Hanbin again, desperate for the younger to stop talking. Right now, this is what Hao wants: her tongue in Hanbin’s mouth with their bodies pressed together.
Hanbin gains leverage when she moves her hands up to massage Hao’s breasts. The touch is tender and purposeful, emitting small whines up Hao’s throat.
Hao pulls away to press wet kisses on the warm skin of Hanbin’s neck. Hanbin sucks in a breath, cupping the back of Hao’s head to keep her in place. It makes Hao feel giddy; addicted to her reactions.
They continue like that for a few more minutes before Hao excuses herself. “One sec,” she says, pecking a kiss to Hanbin’s lips. The younger looks disappointed as Hao jogs to her locker to retrieve her bag, placing it on the ground closeby.
“What’s that for?” the younger asks.
Hao grins, deviously. “Well, let’s just say that if you’re good enough, I have a reward for you. How does that sound?”
Hanbin’s eyes light up again, and this time they don’t burn out. “Sounds delightful. Please, don’t make me wait any longer.” There’s this dizzying excitement that Hanbin embodies, the way she always gets right before Hao has her way with her. “I can be so good. Please let me have it, jiejie, hmm?”
“Fine,” Hao sighs. As if she’s not dying for Hanbin’s mouth on her. “Only because you asked so nicely.”
Hao switches their positions around, pressing herself up against the lockers. She pulls off her towel and spreads it out on the floor for Hanbin to kneel on. As soon as Hanbin is situated, she’s quick to spread Hao’s legs, just wide enough for herself to fit in between.
Hanbin’s tongue is hot and wet as she laps at her folds. The first touch of her muscle inside of her makes Hao’s legs wobble, aching for this more than she realized. She circles her tongue in a continuous motion around her bundle of nerves, just how she knows the older loves.
“That’s good, Hanbinie, just like that.”
Hanbin hums, placing both of her hands on Hao’s bottom, pulling her closer against her mouth. She doesn’t even offer Hao the time to adjust, hastily lapping at her like a mad woman. When Hao spares a glance down at her she feels dizzy, watching the younger hungrily devour her. It plants a warmness in her chest, knowing that she is desired, and to Hanbin she requits the same.
Hao groans, head hitting back against the locker. Her legs are already shaking, embarrassingly enough. She reaches down to hold back the younger’s hair from falling into her face, but they both know it’s just a means for her to ensure Hanbin’s mouth stays pressed up against her (as if Hanbin would want to be anywhere else).
Things move along quickly, both of them not wasting any time. When Hao starts rocking her hips forward, Hanbin knows that it’s time to step it up. The older was dripping even before she started, and Hanbin has gathered enough saliva on her tongue, so it’s slick and easy for Hanbin to stick her digit inside of her with ease.
Hao jumps at the intrusion paired with the sensation of her relentless tongue. She pulls Hanbin off of her, suddenly yearning for more control.
“Stick your tongue out for me, baby.”
Hanbin nods, willingly obeying. Now that Hao has the upper hand, she starts rocking her hips forward again, shivering as she grinds down. Hao uses Hanbin’s flat tongue against her clit, and she feels like she’s melting every time she surges forward.
Hao’s a string of high pitched moans and elongated vowel sounds above the younger, unable to keep quiet. “Ah! – Just like that! You’re doing so good for me, baobei. I won’t last long against this mouth of yours.”
The younger finally starts moving her finger in and out. Hao feels herself sopping wet, easy for entering and exiting, but Hanbin makes a show of roughly pounding her digit inside of her anyway. It drives Hao closer to the edge, and when the younger adds a second finger, she’s just about there.
“Go faster,” the instruction is choked out of her, but nothing gets past Hanbin’s ears. She returns to swirling her tongue briskly against her clit, switching between that and moving side to side with her muscle flat.
“I’m coming,” Hao warns, crying out. Her body convulses as she uses both of her hands on Hanbin’s head to keep her mouth against her. Hanbin, unphased, soothes her through it all, slowing down her fingers and using her spare hand to rub the side of her thigh.
Hao’s chest falls heavily as she catches her breath, Hanbin finally removing her fingers and slowing down. The younger is addicted to her, keeping her mouth on her as Hao rides through her aftershocks.
What Hao doesn’t expect, however, is for Hanbin to start back up again. Hao gasps, giggling deliriously when her legs clamp tight around the younger’s face. Hanbin is quick to open her back up, forcing her legs to straddle her.
“Hanbin-ah!” Hao shrieks, far too sensitive to continue so quickly.
The younger pays her no mind, greedily latching her lips around her clit and sucking generously. The younger’s lewd sounds fill the air of the locker room, mixing with Hao’s high pitched whines. Hao is blissed out, nearly seeing white again.
Hao lightens her grip and releases one of her hands from Hanbin’s hair to place loosely on her back instead. “You have no idea what you’re doing to me right now, baobei,” Hao moans. It takes everything in her to keep talking, through her heavy breathing that cuts her words short. “I forgot why I was so upset with you.”
Hanbin pulls off, giggling. “Because jiejie wanted my attention all to herself.” The older dares to look down, and the sight of a dazed Hanbin with slick running down her chin is enough to make Hao clench around nothing.
“I did,” Hao groans, pulling Hanbin forward by her hair to press her mouth back on her again. Hanbin continues to laugh, a plethora of vibrations against Hao’s core. “I’m addicted to this mouth of yours. You make me feel too good.”
The older stands up taller and turns Hanbin around, the younger falling on her bottom. Hao turns around to face the lockers, lowering herself back down, practically sitting on her face at this point. She momentarily frets that she might be smothering the younger, but when the younger enthusiastically pulls Hao down closer to her, she’s right back into it.
Hao greedily ruts against the slick coated on Hanbin’s chin, crying out when her core hits the point of her chin. “Oh my god,” she cries, chasing the sensation, rolling her hips over it again and again.
“Bin-ah, please,” she pleads. “Stick your tongue out– nngh– I’m almost there.”
Hanbin obeys and takes to rapid tonguing at her clit, Hao feeling more arousal drip from her core and down Hanbin’s chin. Hanbin is the only person who has ever made Hao feel this good just by using her mouth.
Hao stills when the coil in her stomach tightens, screaming in pleasure when her second orgasm washes over her. She rolls her hips a few more times to ride it out and goes to finally pull herself from the younger’s mouth when Hanbin wraps her arms tightly around her thighs.
Hao shudders. “Enough, Bin-ah. Please, I can’t anymore.”
The younger hums, quickly releasing the hold on her thighs and her mouth from her. Hao’s legs feel like jelly as she stands up straight, offering Hanbin a hand that she gladly accepts.
“You’re crazy,” Hao laughs.
Honey drips from Hanbin’s eyes. “Crazy for you.”
Hao cleans the slick from the younger’s chin with the pad of her thumb, and Hanbin’s mouth is already open, ready. She sucks the finger in her mouth clean, keeping eye contact with Hao the entire time. Now Hao really feels weak in the knees.
“Come here, baby,” Hao urges the younger forward and presses their lips together. The kiss is soft and sweet, largely contrasted from the events that took place moments ago.
Hao observes that Hanbin still has her towel on. She takes her time unraveling it from around her waist, snaking her arms around her instead.
“Thank you so much,” Hao says. Her words are filled with so much love and care, and the both of them know it’s for more than just making her come. She pulls Hanbin into her arms, the younger falling into her. She soothingly runs her fingers through her mostly dried hair. “I love you.”
“I love you too,” Hanbin squeaks. She presses her face in Hao’s neck, her next words muffled. “So much.”
Hao giggles, tracing a finger up her spine. “Do you remember what I promised you before?”
Hanbin gasps, body jumping ever so slightly. “Reward?”
“That’s right, jagiya,” Hao praises. “You earned it for taking such good care of me.”
Hao releases the younger to reach into the bag that she tossed aside earlier. She pulls out a small bottle of lube and a bullet vibrator, laughing when the younger’s eyes widen.
“I’ll be good,” Hanbin yelps.
The older walks back over and takes her place behind her. They both stand facing the lockers now. “I know you will, baby. I’m not worried.”
This would be the first time they’ve ever used toys when being intimate. Hao’s excited, and judging by the way Hanbin’s breathing has sped up, she’s surely excited too.
Hao places the vibrator in Hanbin’s hand while her hands get busy. She uncaps the lube and squirts a generous amount on her fingers. “You’re going to take my fingers until I deem you’re ready for the toy, okay Bin-ah?”
“Yes,” the answer is punched out of Hanbin, already moaning in anticipation of Hao’s fingers inside of her.
They reposition themselves. Hao holds Hanbin securely, one arm looped under her shoulder and the other around her waist, where the lube warms up between her fingers. Hanbin rests an arm against the locker and uses her other hand to hold Hao’s face, when the older turns her head to meet her lips in a kiss. Hao slides her tongue into her mouth, still tasting herself in the other’s mouth.
Hao pushes a finger inside and is delighted to feel the younger already dripping at her core. Hanbin whines, high pitched, leaning back into the older’s hold.
“My good girl,” Hao soothes into her ear. “You’re taking me so good. Practically swallowed my finger up into your warm core.”
Hanbin shakes in her hold, head lolling forward. “Please, add another one. I can take it.”
“You can have it all, Hanbinie, whatever you want,” Hao spreads open mouth kisses along the dip of her neck, pushing a second digit inside. It goes in smoothly, but Hao takes the time to scissor her fingers anyway, opening her up wider.
The younger grinds her hips back and forth. Her moans echo throughout the locker room, broken and much too loud. Hao is supporting most of her weight, grip tight around her waist as Hanbin leans into her still.
Hao thinks about the toy in the other’s hand. She was going to wait until she got to three fingers, but the younger is already so far gone, so she grabs the toy from her my hand and powers it on.
Hanbin screams when the tip of the vibrator comes into contact with her clit. Hao peppers kisses wherever she can reach on her shoulders in an attempt to soothe her. “Tell me if it’s too much and I’ll turn it off,” Hao warns.
Hanbin nods, panting heavily. Hanbin reaches back to hold onto Hao, grabbing anywhere and everywhere. “It’s so good,” she cries. It takes Hao a moment to learn that she’s actually crying, all too familiar with the crack in her voice. She’s quick to whisper comfort and praise in the younger’s ear, kissing her temple.
Hao advances on the opportunity to pump another finger inside Hanbin, heart aching with admiration when the younger melts into her embrace.
“Jiejie–” Hanbin gasps. “Fuck– I’m gonna–”
“Go ahead, my sweet,” Hao sinks her teeth into the dip of her neck. “You’ve earned it.”
Hanbin groans as her body stills, muscles tensing hard, before she trembles horribly in Hao’s hold. The older is quick to catch her before her legs properly give out.
“I got you, baby, it’s okay,” Hao whispers, switching off the toy and pulling her fingers out. She turns the younger around and rubs her slick fingers slowly along her core, Hanbin rolling her hips forward, before her body goes fully slack. Hao holds her, pulling her into her lap when she lowers them both onto the toweled floor.
Hanbin buries her crying face into the older’s shoulder and Hao feels her heart swell a bit. “You did so well, Bin-ah. Better than I could have ever asked for.”
The younger sobs, wrapping her arms tightly around the other. “I love you,” Hanbin says once again. Hao knows she’s not just crying from the intensity of her orgasm, but because her heart is squeezed full of admiration. It’s the same reason Hao’s eyes flood.
Hao doesn’t rush her, despite them both being completely naked in the middle of the very public locker room. The older presses a kiss to the crown of her head, intertwining her fingers in her hair.
This is all Hao could ever ask for.