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Jongseong holds up the bra, which has a baby pink, lacey material embellished on it. When she holds it in front of her chest, Jaeyun walks up behind her, wrapping her warm arms around Jongseong’s waist. She whines a little as she rests her chin on Jongseong’s shoulder, who turns her head around and smiles.
“What do you think?” Jongseong asks sweetly. Jaeyun pulls her hands back, placing them on the dips of Jongseong’s hips.
“I wanna see it on you.”
Jongseong turns around and holds the bra up to her chest; Jaeyun smiles and blushes, then takes the bra by the hanger forcefully. “No, silly. On you.”
She then grabs Jongseong’s wrist and pulls her to one of the fitting rooms, both of them making a clamor behind the door as they try to fit into the small space. Jongseong is laughing when Jaeyun pulls her around, so that they’re facing one another, and pulls her in by the waist. Jongseong’s eyes widen at the forcefulness, until Jaeyun starts gliding her hands up Jongseong’s sides, pulling the cloth of her shirt up her body. Goosebumps rise over her clothed arms, and then when her shirt is completely off, showing Jongseong in her simple, white bralette; it’s pretty, but not as detailed and embellished as the pink one hanging on the wall.
Jongseong stands awkwardly as she tries to reach behind her back to unhook her bra, until Jaeyun takes the initiative to help her; she reaches her arms out to Jongseong’s back, unhooks the clasps, and lets the straps fall down her arms until Jaeyun pulls the bra off completely, revealing Jongseong’s petite body and breasts, which are art to Jaeyun’s eyes, making her mouth water. The urge to get on her knees and worship the girl in front of her is irresistible; she desires to run her hands over the elder’s perfect body, kiss every square inch of her velvety skin. Jongseong shivers under Jaeyun’s touch as the younger puts her hands on her waist, stepping closer.
“I think I know why you wanted me to try it on,” Jongseong chuckles. Jaeyun takes her right hand, bringing it up to Jongseong’s breast. She runs her thumb over her nipple firmly, and Jongseong looks down at the contact, catching her breath when Jaeyun leans into Jongseong’s neck and licks on her skin. “Yunie, let me put it on.”
“No,” Jaeyun retorts. “I want you.”
Jongseong laughs. “Right now? Really?” She puts a hand on Jaeyun’s waist and pushes her back slightly.
“Yes,” Jaeyun whispers. “But you can put it on first, I guess,” she laughs, taking the bra off the hanger and handing it to Jongseong. Jongseong gives Jaeyun a snarky look, and Jaeyun simply smirks and watches Jongseong put on the rose-colored garment. She looks down at her chest as the bra sits comfortably on her shoulders, the straps and cups outlined with the prettiest lace.
“You’re so pretty,” Jaeyun croons. “My pretty girl.”
Jaeyun puts both hands on the sides of Jongseong’s arms and steadies the elder before capturing her lips in a soft kiss. Jongseong hums into Jaeyun’s lips before smiling as the younger slides her hands down Jongseong’s body. The touch is electric, sending a current through Jongseong’s veins; she can’t lie, she wants Jaeyun, too, wholly, right then and there, and the realization hits her like a tidal wave. She pulls Jaeyun closer, deepening the kiss, as if trying to communicate the depth of her desire and affection in that single moment.
“Yunie,” Jongseong sighs once Jaeyun’s hands meet her hips. Her jean shorts are snug around her body, but they both want them off, so Jaeyun starts undoing the button and pulls the zipper down, giving her easy access to Jongseong’s sweet spots. “Touch me.”
The younger smiles, satisfied that she got Jongseong to want her just as much. She knows how Jongseong works; acts nonchalant, until you get your hands on her, and she crumbles and comes undone.
“You gonna ask nicely?” Jaeyun teases, putting a hand under Jongseong. “So demanding.”
Jongseong chuckles softly and leans back against the wall. She tilts her head back, leaning against the wall, as Jaeyun starts massaging her lightly. “Please. Touch me.”
With a smile, Jaeyun steps closer so their bodies are almost touching, and snakes her hand under Jongseong’s shorts and over her underwear. She feels a wet spot already through the fabric, and grins out of satisfaction for making Jongseong so turned-on already. Jaeyun slowly drags her finger up Jongseong’s slit, until she reaches her clit area, and starts rubbing the spot slowly.
Jongseong wants to let out those soft, pretty sighs of pleasure she always lets escape when they’re intimate, the sounds she knows Jaeyun loves so dearly; so she does. She lets out a gentle moan when Jaeyun continues circling her sensitive spot. Her hands fly up to Jaeyun’s shoulders to steady herself, especially once Jaeyun takes the stool in the corner, pulling it over to her side, picking up Jongseong’s leg and setting her foot on the surface.
“You sound so pretty, baby,” Jaeyun compliments in a whisper. She takes her other hand and cups Jongseong’s face before kissing her passionately, mouth open, tongue licking up on Jongseong’s lips. The elder shudders from the contact, feeling as blissful as ever. She squeezes Jaeyun’s shoulders tight as she continues her pace slowly, but then gets more firm in her pressure. Jongseong feels the tension in her core start to heighten as she chases the high of Jaeyun’s fingers on her cunt, a feeling she loves so bad, a feeling she never wants to forget. Not that she could forget it; Jaeyun knows all her best spots, every time they’re like this, the younger knows just how to make Jongseong see stars. They’re so connected, they can’t seem to unlearn the other’s favorite movements, gestures, words.
When Jaeyun takes her hand out of Jongseong’s shorts, the elder whines from the absence of Jaeyun’s touch. She looks up at her, frowning, as the younger takes her hand and starts rubbing Jongseong’s side. “Come on, babe,” Jongseong complains.
“Just wanna take my time with you,” Jaeyun says into Jongseong’s neck before kissing it tenderly, sucking and biting down on her skin, earning a stifled moan from the elder. “I can’t get enough of you, honey.”
“Then get me off already,” Jongseong laughs quietly. Jaeyun smiles before looking down at Jongseong’s chest again; she admires the string of lace that rests on the top of Jongseong’s tits, then bends down to kiss right above the fabric, leaving a purple mark right on her breast. The elder brings a hand to the back of Jaeyun’s head and scrunches her thick, black locks between her slender fingers. Jaeyun then maneuvers back up to Jongseong’s collarbone, where she kisses lightly. Then up her neck and back to her face.
As Jaeyun kisses Jongseong again, the elder reaches down and pulls down her shorts, leaving her in only her underwear, which is only another obstacle for Jaeyun; the younger quickly pulls those down, too, Jongseong’s clothes now a pile at her feet. When Jaeyun’s fingers come right back up to Jongseong’s cunt, the elder’s jaw drops and her eyebrows furrow. Jaeyun runs the pads of her fingers back and forth over Jongseong’s center, spreading her slick over every centimeter of her. The feeling makes Jongseong crazy; only makes her want more and more.
Jaeyun then slips a finger inside Jongseong, the warmth and wetness around her digit making the girl reel; she’s in love with, hell, obsessed, with how Jongseong feels. She’s the perfect, warm feeling around her skin, the beautiful girl that’s all hers. Jaeyun could relish in how soft and warm she is, and of course, how wet she is for Jaeyun.
Jongseong lets out a soft moan, until Jaeyun covers her mouth with her hand to muffle the sounds. Jaeyun starts pumping her finger in and out, each ministration getting a vibrating sensation against her hand from Jongseong’s mouth. When Jaeyun slips in her ring finger, Jongseong lets out another strained sound. Jaeyun slips her hand down from Jongseong’s mouth and holds her chin steady, then kisses her hotly. Jongseong is moaning into the kiss, the vibration against Jaeyun’s lips making the younger feel turned-on.
When they disconnect their lips from each other, Jongseong keeps her eyes closed, and so when Jaeyun slips her fingers past Jongseong’s lips and teeth, so that the elder is sucking on her digits, tongue wrapping around Jaeyun’s fingers slowly. She lubricates the fingers fully and bites down when Jaeyun starts going faster with her other hand.
Jongseong hums on Jaeyun’s fingers as the younger starts fucking Jongseong faster. The wet sounds of her pussy fill the small space, and in that moment, they’re both grateful for the busy commotion in the store outside the fitting room.
“Are you gonna come?” Jaeyun asks quietly as she pumps her fingers in and out of Jongseong’s cunt. “I don’t know if I want other people hearing how pretty you sound.”
Laughing, Jongseong brings her leg down from the stool and Jaeyun pulls her fingers out. “Then don’t make me come, I guess,” Jongseong snaps. She begins reaching down for her underwear and other clothing garments, and Jaeyun steps back. Jongseong takes off the pink bra, putting it back on the hanger, then hands it over to Jaeyun. “You’re buying it for me.”
“Fine by me. But you’re gonna put it back on when we get home, okay?” Jaeyun demands. She then steps closer to the elder, tucking a hair behind her ear, and whispering into it, “Gonna make you come at home instead. Okay love?”
Jongseong shudders. A grin then creeps upon her lips as Jaeyun kisses her earlobe. “Okay.”
When they arrive home, they barely make it through the door before Jaeyun is tugging the shirt off Jongseong’s back and ripping the tag off the brand new bra she just bought. Jongseong laughs teartily as Jaeyun kisses her everywhere; her ears, eyes, cheeks, neck, collarbone. As soon as Jongseong is naked again, Jaeyun puts the bra into her hold, watching as Jongseong puts it on. The younger swallows hard as she spectates, and Jongseong looks up with a sly smile once the garment is on.
“Come on,” Jaeyun says lowly. “In my room.”
She drags Jongseong by the wrist back into her room, then picks her up under her thighs, sitting the elder down on her own lap as she sits on the edge of the bed. Jongseong brings her hands up to Jaeyun’s face, cupping her cheeks, then kissing her softly. “What now?” Jongseong teases.
Jaeyun smiles. “Lay down, honey,” she instructs. Jongseong then gets up off Jaeyun’s lap and sits at the top of the bed, laying back against the pillows. She sighs as her head hits the cushion, a sound that makes Jaeyun chuckle to herself, because Jongseong sounds just so cute, she wants to make the girl feel as good as she can possibly feel; take her to new heights and have her feel the best she’s ever felt.
Jaeyun slowly takes off those denim shorts, pulling her underwear down with them. Jongseong pulls her knees in, and Jaeyun comes up to her face, kissing her cheek, placing a hand in the space between Jongseong’s thighs. Jongseong bites her bottom lip once Jaeyun starts touching her thighs softly, then kisses the inner knobs of her knees, moving down towards her groin. Despite how many times they’ve done this, Jongseong can never prepare herself for the feeling of Jaeyun’s tongue on her sensitive spots; it’s other-worldly, sends Jongseong into orbit. When Jaeyun softly kisses her center, then drags her tongue up her slit, tasting all of Jongseong’s wetness in the process, the elder brings a frantic hand to Jaeyun’s hair.
As Jaeyun teases circles with her tongue around Jongseong’s clit, the elder moves her hips around, trying to get friction on the sweet spot; Jaeyun then stills her with her hands wrapped around her thighs firmly. Jongseong whines with a drawn-out moan as Jaeyun finally flicks her tongue.
“Yunie,” Jongseong sighs, carding her fingers through Jaeyun’s hair. Jaeyun just continues her work, licking up and down, lips and tongue working their magic. Jongseong spreads her legs more as Jaeyun moves down to her entrance, then back up to her clit, then does that over and over until Jongseong is a moaning mess. Jaeyun moves her hand from Jongseong's thigh to her cunt, sliding a finger in slowly as she continues licking the peak of her center.
When Jongseong moves her hand from Jaeyun’s hair to the hand that’s wrapped around her thigh, Jaeyun moves her hand to Jongseong’s body, running it up and down before she stops at her tits; she fondles them slowly, in a rhythm that matches her thrusts with her other finger. Jongseong lets out soft expletives as the seconds pass, losing herself in the pleasure. When she moans Jaeyun’s name loudly and with conviction, Jaeyun goes faster, more intense and firm with her movements. This sends Jongseong reeling; makes her moan uncontrollably. She starts squirming from the pleasure, breathing heavily, seeing heaven right then and there. Jaeyun brings her hand back down to Jongseong’s hips and holds her still.
Jongseong chases her high, tightening up everywhere when she comes; Jaeyun feels her stiffen around her fingers as her broken moans fill the room. The younger continues her ministrations as Jongseong rides out the wave of her orgasm.
As she quiets down and stops squirming, Jaeyun slows down her gestures, and Jongseong starts massaging her fingers through the younger’s hair again softly. Jaeyun then comes back up to Jongseong, lips meeting lips in a hot kiss.
“How was it?” Jaeyun asks. “You okay?”
Jongseong smiles and tucks the hair behind Jaeyun’s ear. “Amazing. As usual,” she replies. “You’re so good to me, babe.”
With a small grin, Jaeyun takes Jongseong’s chin, the pad of her thumb on the fullness of Jongseong’s bottom lip. Jongseong puckers her lips and kisses Jaeyun’s finger softly before looking up at the younger.
“I’m glad, Jaeyun croons. “Always want you to feel good.”
Jaeyun flips over and lays down on her back next to Jongseong, looking at the girl lovingly. She takes in the sight of Jongseong so blissful, so beautiful, in nothing but her pink, lacey bra; Jaeyun feels so lucky to be able to make such a pretty girl feel so good and call her own. Jongseong rolls over onto her side to face Jaeyun, whose head is turned towards Jongseong’s, a small smile on her lips.
“Thank you,” Jongseong sighs. “For the bra. And the orgasm.”