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“Hey Ji! I've brought beer and soju!”
Jeongyeon let herself into her best friend’s place, she knew the code and it wasn't like Jihyo was gonna get up and let her in if she was comfortable on her sofa. Or the toilet, the empty room seemed to suggest as Jeongyeon toed off her shoes and hung up her jacket. She had been back to Jihyo's place since “that night”. Once, she had even hung out one on one with Sana and the night had passed with only minor references to any scandalous activities that had definitely occurred between the pair and Jihyo.
But having Sana know a secret about you is like living your life with an x-ray machine following you around, your whole soul felt exposed.
It was not like anything had materially changed between the two of them. In fact, apart from the fact they had woken up together and Jihyo had casually thrown a That was fun, we should do it again sometime over her shoulder as she went to shower, Jeongyeon would have thought it was all some crazy dream. They had talked a bit over breakfast, Jihyo poking and prodding to check she hadn't crossed a line, well, a line that Jeongyeon hadn't wanted to cross. Because they had crossed a line, but they were adults and the thought of being romantically with Jihyo made Jeongyeon roll her eyes.
Jihyo would be a nightmare to actually date, she'd leave that to some other poor, unlucky soul. That she could laugh at, even if her stomach twinged at the thought of not getting to kiss Jihyo again.
When Jeongyeon said as much to Jihyo she received a punch to the arm and a stomp in response, but the bright grin that paired with, You'd be so lucky to date me jagiya, had the world realigning. It didn't stop the fake (although could it still be classed as fake now, after everything?) flirting Jeongyeon was still on the receiving end of. Now everything tingled with the underlying intent that it could escalate, if they chose to do so. The others didn't seem to notice, with the stark exception of Sana.
Of course it was Sana. That very first meeting they had on the Monday at the office Jeongyeon felt the shift. It had been a small, futile, hope that Jihyo wouldn't have managed to relay the events of the Friday to her before their next interaction. Jeongyeon had wanted at least one day where she could reassess, to watch and decide how it would all work with Sana in the picture. Because Sana was very much in the picture, in the gaps between Jihyo and Jeongyeon.
Or Jeongyeon was in the gaps between Sana and Jihyo.
“Hey Jeongie!” A voice echoed from another room and brought her back to the present. A voice that was very much not Jihyo's, a voice that was very much Sana’s and a voice that was very much not in the living room or anywhere Jeongyeon would expect something decent to be happening, “We're in the bedroom.”
Okay, confirmed.
Nothing decent happening in there.
There were two ways this night could go.
First, Jeongyeon could spin on her heel, leave Jihyo and Sana to whatever crazy games they were playing and go have a normal night with like… Mina or something. Possibly driving her forever insane not knowing exactly the pair was up to just meters aways from her but insanity was the price Jeongyeon would have to pay for not picking option two.
The option which involved her moving slowly through the apartment, dropping her clinking bag of alcohol on the table and tentatively bracing herself for a night she would never forget. Whether that would be a good night she would never forget or a bad one, well, that remained to be seen.
Jeongyeon picked the second option.
Curiosity kills the cat or whatever.
Sana and Jihyo's hijinks tantalised her even before she had slept with Jihyo. Now, she could not stop herself from imagining the pair in scandalous situations. Visions had plagued her. Their hushed whispers in the practice rooms and shared smirks when they played with Jeongyeon had set her nerves alight. The smouldering fire inside her poked and prodded with each caress.
So, yeah, let Sana and Jihyo put their money where their hands were.
The sight she turned the corner to was beyond Jeongyeon's wildest imaginings
On the bed, Jihyo looked a bit pathetic, naked and locked up with cuffs, all she could do was writhe as she tried to find any source of friction or relief. But Sana, sat naked on top of her like this was totally normal, was clearly denying her. A soft buzz emanated from a small object in Sana's hand, the focus of all Jihyo's attention as the woman on top of her clicked through the settings. Jihyo's heels dug into the mattress, grinding up on Sana, who rode her abs with more dignity than Jeongyeon had rode… Jihyo. Whose eyes widened as she noticed Jeongyeon standing in the doorway and whimpered.
Whimpered around a gag.
Sana’s head whipped around coyly, her hair arcing gracefully as she looked over her shoulder with a smoulder.
“Welcome in.”
Under her, Jihyo made an attempt to speak, an attempt at which Sana tutted condescendingly.
“Greet your guest properly baby.”
The gag was pulled away. Sana actually removed it completely, clearly over making Jihyo suffer by not letting her run her mouth. The woman under her licked her lips and stretched her jaw as it was freed, Jihyo warming up to get to speak for the first time since whenever Sana had deemed her as needing punishment.
“Hey, ahem, hey Jeongyeon, you're finally here.”
She seemed rather self conscious about her position and nakedness, not a state Jeongyeon had seen her in before. The position of her arms and body showed off her muscles well, the lighting in the room creating great definition.
“I didn't know those handcuffs were functional.” Jeongyeon couldn't help the quip, the situation was too surreal for anything but a non-sequitur.
“Sabrina commits to the bit it seems,” Jihyo said cheerily with a shake of her wrist, chains clinking.
Beckoned in with a crook of Sana's fingers, Jeongyeon crossed the threshold, shedding her sweater and leaving herself in a baggy t-shirt and sweatpants. In other words, still wildly overdressed for the room.
“So, when did you…” Jeongyeon gestured helpfully at the room at large, her next words lost in the attempt to define the situation.
When did you… plan this? felt like a poor line of questioning that had multiple answers depending on the function of this in the sentence. Was this referring to the handcuffs and the gag tonight? Did this refer to the trap laid out by the pair? What about the this being Jihyo and Sana deciding on Jeongyeon becoming their third over absolutely anyone else in the world.
Luckily, Jihyo knew the best way to answer her question, like she always did.
“I told her you were coming over, ahh.”
Sana gave a sharp twist of Jihyo's sensitive nipple, both of them looking slightly abused already. Jeongyeon couldn't help but wonder how long they'd been at this before she had turned up. The this in question this time being Jihyo locked up at Sana's mercy. Even that this probably had multiple answers, Jeongyeon mused, because Jihyo had been wrapped around Sana's finger for years now. Arguably both literally and figuratively.
“And…?”
The vibrator slid closer to her clit, Jihyo looking up at Sana with a crazy mix of desperation for relief and apprehension at the vibrator’s power. Jeongyeon could only stay as an outsider to their power play, getting used to the way Jihyo hung on every movement or word from Sana. That wasn't necessarily different from how she acted normally, but the unfocused look in Jihyo's eye suggested she was trying hard to keep some composure.
“I said I might get you twice before she gets you once shhhhii-”
The vibrator buzzed crazily in the quiet of the room and Jeongyeon's eyes were fixated on the device, now nestled in between the juncture of Jihyo's powerful thighs. The sight transfixed Jeongyeon, considering she hadn't gone down on Jihyo last time she had not spent much time admiring her best friend's… well, her best friend’s anything. She was wet, that was for sure, Sana being careless with her movements had spread the shining mess around. Jeongyeon could only watch as a single finger slipped inside, Jihyo moaning and grinding to get some relief.
But it was short lived as Sana's messy hand moved to caress Jihyo's face as she whined, wet forefinger tracing Jihyo's lips. The handcuffed woman tried to follow Sana’s hand as she pulled it back, mouth agape and tongue lolling until the restraints reached their limit and Jihyo's head fell back to the pillow.
These two were on some other shit, what the fuck have they been getting up to without the rest of us knowing?
Suddenly, despite knowing otherwise, Jeongyeon felt like a total virgin entering their games.
“And now she's all tied up and doesn't get to join in,” Sana’s voice held no space for an argument, the tone one all too familiar with the room. It was fate worse than death in the eyes of Jeongyeon's hyperactive best friend, a thought mirrored by the weapon’s grade pout Jihyo was directing towards a stoic Sana.
“Fuck Sana, you really gonna leave me this close?!”
A light slap, a pat that fell a little bit sharp, landed on Jihyo’s cheek. Sana masterfully straddles the line between sweet and mean and Jeongyeon knew exactly why Jihyo was so enamoured by her. The feeling was echoed entirely by herself.
“You'll get your turn… later.”
The whimper Jihyo let out as Sana removed the vibrator was desperate, her hips bucking uselessly as she tried to follow it upwards. Sweat had started to build on her forehead and Jihyo's hair stuck to her face around her glazed eyes, which followed Sana's movement as she sung herself off the bed.
The full force of Minatozaki Sana's gaze upon a person was something powerful, having a naked Minatozaki Sana in front of a person would have probably driven some emperor to ruin. Yet, Jeongyeon stood there and just embraced the gaze like she always had.
“Jihyo started gloating about getting you first and…” Sana stalked over to Jeongyeon while Jihyo’s hungry stare was fixed on her swaying hips, “For once I actually was pissed off about losing.”
Not one for having much of an ego, Jeongyeon had never really considered herself a prize to be fought over. Mostly she thought the idea was stupid and would rather someone approach her openly and she would deal with the situation logically. But being fought over by Sana and Jihyo, even if the competition was mostly role-play at this point, well… the role-play felt good.
“Can I kiss you Jeongyeon?”
Stupid questions deserved no verbal answer, Jeongyeon decided as she surged forwards.
Kissing Sana was perfect, there was no other way to describe it, the platonic ideal of perfect kissing. Her lips were soft and plump and she moved with purpose but without force. Sana's arms wrapped around her neck and Jeongyeon settled her hands on her hips, pulling her naked body flush with her clothed one. The discrepancy was noted, Sana kissing down her neck until her teeth came into contact with the collar of her t-shirt. She bit it lightly, eyes staring up at Jeongyeon's as she pulled it back.
“You're wearing too many clothes, Jeongie.”
“Lights…?” Jeongyeon gestured helplessly around the room. Behind Sana, Jihyo rattled, clearly forgetting that she would not be able to reach her remote. She looked appropriately embarrassed when the standing pair turned to look at her, pointing at her side table in silence. The lights were turned down, soft orange light bathing the room as Jeongyeon took a stabilising breath. She could still back out, leave Sana and Jihyo to their kinky games, but she found herself completely pulled into the scene.
Undressing with two pairs of hungry eyes on her was uncomfortable, but Sana, ever the empath, pulled her towards the bed. Jeongyeon stumbled slightly, now only in underwear and her glasses, but knelt one knee on the bed as Sana kissed her again, softer this time. The frame of her glasses bumped into Sana’s cheek as Jeongyeon pushed to be closer to her. Startled, Jeongyeon tried to remove the offending object, but Sana's firm grip stopped her.
“The glasses stay on Jeongyeon-ah.”
A snort came from behind them, which was ignored.
The kisses were soft as the passion built, Sana finding her way into Jeongyeon's lap to fully encompass her, arms pulling them tight. Jeongyeon's hand finally worked out what to do when a beautiful woman was under them, kneading Sana's toned ass and running an errant finger down her spine leaving shivers in her wake. Holding a sexy woman, now that was something Jeongyeon could remember how to do.
When the kissing slowed back down and Sana's writhing eased off as she leaned back in the hold, Jeongyeon watched her swollen lips intensely. Sana fixed Jeongyeon with a searching look, as if sizing her up for suitability for something. Jeongyeon couldn't help but swallow as Sana tapped her fingers up her thigh.
“Jihyo told me you never got to wear the strap on… a shame.” The words floated out of Sana with an unsaid question involved.
God, never tell either of them a secret, Jeongyeon noted, she shuddered to think how the play by play took place.
Or what was said.
Or what was done after it was discussed.
“Well… I don't know if I have the stamina for… to use… it.” Jeongyeon finished lamely. Humiliation wasn't really in her evening plans and knowing how much it had exhausted Jihyo (of all people) last time, Jeongyeon wasn't ready to ruin the mood with her inexperience.
Deft fingers captured Jeongyeon’s chin between them, Sana pulling attention easily as she tended to do.
“I choose my words very carefully, Jeongie…” Sana grinned wickedly, “I said wear the strap on, not use the strap on. Don't you worry your pretty little head, I'll use it well enough.”
As Jeongyeon pulled the harness on, she watched Sana tease Jihyo. The muttered statements flying between them, the kisses traded, and bites exchanged, seemed so natural and easy it almost felt more uncomfortable to watch than what Jeongyeon had first walked in on. Their twin gazes turned on Jeongyeon and she felt her whole body heat up, the absurdity of the situation hitting her all at once.
She made a move to hide herself slightly.
“Jeongyeon.” Sana's tone held no room for argument, “Sit down.”
Jeongyeon did as she was told, sliding onto the bed close to Jihyo, figuring it was worth giving her a good view. Sana quickly knelt across her, devilish look in her as she got closer to the strap-on.
“Relax, enjoy it… feel it.”
Being… ridden… for want of a better term, brought a whole new world of sensations to Jeongyeon, not least in her brain. This was not something she had ever considered and now that Sana was on top of her, sinking down onto the shaft and moaning, it felt like one more high she would be chasing for the rest of her life.
And then Sana started talking.
“She's so much bigger than you Jihyo.”
This was ridiculous, Jeongyeon realised, a ridiculous sex game where Jihyo and Sana had decided to use her as a human prop. Not that she was going to complain. As the only lucid one in the room, well aware that the… dildo currently being ridden by Sana was the exact same one that had been inside her, there was no size difference to speak of. Still, Jeongyeon swallowed, core clenching around nothing at the filthiness of the thought.
“Fuck Sana, you look so hot.” Despite not being physically involved, Jihyo still had to speak, to be part of the play. A quick look away from the goddess in her lap was all that Jeongyeon could spare, just to see the hungry look in Jihyo's eyes as she locked in on the joining of Jeongyeon and Sana
The shared fantasy took hold of Jeongyeon, hands which had been clenched around the sheets carefully moving to rest on Sana's rolling hips. People would move mountains to have Sana on top of them, Jeongyeon reasoned as all five of her senses were overwhelmed, and Sana made sure to perform to match the expectation.
Her hips moved jerkily, catching Sana off guard now that she did not have to do all the work herself, the gasps serving to spur Jeongyeon on. Abs burning, lips craving Sana's, her whole world narrowed in on the purpose of giving Sana an orgasm she could be proud of. The desire to please overtook Jeongyeon, capturing one of Sana's nipples while she tried desperately to stave off her own orgasm until she had given Sana one but everything was too much.
It all happened so quickly.
It was embarrassing to come functionally untouched after doing so little work but Jeongyeon understood Jihyo more now. The visual did do something for her, the friction did a fair amount too. Months of build up since Jihyo had fucked her released all at once as Sana rode her to her own completion.
Watching Sana fall apart on top of her made Jeongyeon realise exactly why so many people went mad with lust. Who wouldn't, after bringing a beautiful woman so much pleasure?
“You really liked that…” Jeongyeon held Sana steady while she caught her breath.
“Sana has a poorly hidden exhibitionist kink,” Jihyo supplied helpfully from the side.
“Pfft,” Sana leant slightly on Jeongyeon's shoulders as she removed herself from the strap-on, “Like Jihyo doesn't enable it all the time.”
Jeongyeon did not like to spend much time thinking about the implications of that statement as she removed the harness. What did they get up to and how close had they come to actually getting caught? Had any of the others caught them?
“I think you purposefully goad me into it.”
I don't think it's very hard to goad you into anything Jihyo, Jeongyeon thought.
“Not my fault you've never backed down in your life.”
“But it's your horny thoughts that get us in the positions.”
Eyes flickering between the two of them as they shared an in joke that Jeongyeon wasn't privy to, she realised how much she had overlooked. Their dynamic was so tight the balance of power shifted with every retort, their flirting indistinguishable from their usual drunken banter.
“Talking of positions,” Sana finally locked eyes with Jeongyeon again as she spoke, “I wanna see you two kiss.”
“Lucky for you,” Jihyo locked her lips in anticipation, “That was one of my horny thoughts too.”
There wasn't even a suggestion otherwise, Jeongyeon had been waiting for her chance to make out with Jihyo since the moment she walked through the door. It was awkward, while Jihyo remained in place Jeongyeon had to get on top of her, but it was worth it. Jihyo's breathing sped up as she watched Jeongyeon’s lips intently.
Impatient, Jihyo surged upwards to capture her in a kiss, teeth clashing and tongue finding its way inside Jeongyeon's mouth immediately. There was no hesitation and Jeongyeon met her eagerly, trying to make up for lost time over the previous months. Tentative discovery had given away to confidence, the small moans only serving to drive Jeongyeon more crazy with the limited movement. The handcuffs rattled as Jihyo was held back from touching Jeongyeon, so she had to satisfy the need for closeness for the both of them. A hesitant thumb brushed across Jihyo's nipple sending a shock through her, Jeongyeon relishing in the gasps she captured in her mouth. Bucking hips tried to unseat Jeongyeon as the woman under her ached to find some relief but all Jeongyeon could do was palm at Jihyo's body teasingly.
“I think Jihyo needs to earn her orgasm,” Sana said breathlessly, grabbing Jeongyeon's attention on the other side of the bed, eyes blown just from watching their makeout session. So not just an exhibitionist but a voyeur too, Jeongyeon thought, no wonder Jihyo has crazy stamina. A restless hand ran itself up and down Jihyo's twitching thigh, Sana so comfortable with her partner it seemed she did it unthinkingly.
“Well can I?” Jihyo shook her wrists once more, ready to be freed to have her way with Jeongyeon if the crazed look in her eyes suggested anything.
Sana crawled up the bed, one hand landing on Jihyo's flexed abs, the other steadying her so Sana could lightly bite her neck. That was something Jihyo clearly liked, judging from the small gasps she let out when Sana's teeth grazed her.
“You don't need your hands to get Jeongyeon off do you?” Sana whispered in Jihyo's ear, the restrained woman's jaw setting in frustration as she realised the implications, “I thought you were the best of the best?”
“Fuck you Sana,” Jihyo glared at the offending woman, but the challenge had been laid out and she could not back down now. It would be against her nature.
“Maybe later,” Sana laughed as she slinked down the bed, “But Jeongyeon first, no?”
There were no arguments on that front. Still, Jeongyeon hesitated, the position more exposing than any other so far, nevermind the logistics of actually sitting on someone's fac-
“Just kneel down Jeong!” Jihyo said, clear frustration with her pace, “Oh my god, I won't suffocate.”
Doing as told, Jeongyeon gently placed herself on top, slightly self conscious at the position. Before, and last time, she had been lying down, towered over. Even when riding Jihyo, the phantom feeling sending shivers down her spine as she remembered, Jeongyeon had felt under Jihyo's control, at her mercy. Now, despite feeling vulnerable, she loomed over a smirking Jihyo knowing she could take her pleasure as she wanted.
“But what a way to go, amiright?” Came slyly from behind Jeongyeon, her neck almost twinging with how fast she whipped around in shock at Sana's words. Settled between Jihyo's legs, Sana started lowering her face towards Jihyo's pussy. Jeongyeon felt Jihyo shift under her and turned back to see her forehead crumple in frustration.
“Sana, you will be dealt with later.”
Jihyo couldn't actually see the teasing woman, not with Jeongyeon’s thighs now bracketing her face. Only her angry eyebrows were visible when Jeongyeon stared down at her, each of her words delivering a tantalising puff of air across Jeongyeon's clit.
“That's what I'm hoping for, but now,” Sana was silent for a moment, then Jihyo jerked erratically under Jeongyeon, “If you be a good girl and get Jeongyeon off,” Another full body twitch, “Then you can get off as well.”
The implicit instruction was all it took for Jihyo to start, her tongue flicking up impatiently and making Jeongyeon gasp and drop down. Last time Jihyo had moved carefully, kissing her thighs and sliding her fingers in with care as she tested boundaries and limits. This time, restrained and desperate, Jihyo could only move so far, leaving Jeongyeon to meet her in the middle and ride her face.
Jihyo moaned, muffled underneath her, responding to the dual stimuli of giving and receiving simultaneously.
Always one to do too much.
Behind Jeongyeon, the dirty sounds of Sana playing with Jihyo, the quiet buzz of the vibrator, sent shivers down her spine. She didn't look but Jihyo's short jerks and loss of rhythm hinted at Sana's actions. The erratic movements only made Jeongyeon roll her hips more, searching for her own release without regard for anyone else. Jihyo's pointed tongue flicked across Jeongyeon's clit, sending shockwaves through her body before lapping strips up her cunt. Sporadically it dipped inside her but, unable to reach the most sensitive spots, it only served to tease Jeongyeon. The frustrated whines she let out were embarrassing but uncontrollable.
“Grab her hair Jeongyeon, she likes that,” Sana ordered, voice tight with lust.
One hand fell against the wall and her other found purchase in Jihyo's messy hair, the permed waves allowing for great grip. A guttural moan left Jihyo and she doubled her efforts, sloppily darting her tongue inside Jeongyeon. The pressure was immense, the lack of her control only heightening Jeongyeon's pleasure. Where last time Jihyo had been methodical and tactical to bring Jeongyeon to her peak, now she ate her out desperately. Like a woman on the edge, her tongue lapped against Jeongyeon, the wetness gushing across Jihyo's face only urging her onwards. Internally, Jeongyeon cursed Sana for not letting Jihyo have use of at least one of her hands, if only so she could feel the incessant slide of Jihyo's fingers inside of her.
This was the most turned on she'd ever been in her life.
A muffled moan was accompanied by frustrated tears building at the corners of Jihyo's eyes. Her jaw movements stuttered, Jeongyeon instinctively bearing down to keep the delicious pressure on her clit, not caring about Jihyo's comfort.
She was so close.
“Not yet babe, Jeongyeon needs to come first.”
It would not be long, not with the way Jeongyeon's senses were overwhelmed by the touches and the sounds. So heady and erotic, the whole scenario was something out of her wettest dreams.
“Ji, -pant-, I'm so close—”
A sharp bite on her inner thigh followed by a sharp flick of her clit had Jeongyeon breaking with a yell, her thighs shaking around Jihyo's head. The mouth on her didn't stop, it slowed as Jihyo gave kitten licks and sporadic bites while groaning under Sana's ministrations. She moved sideways, sliding off her perch to watch Sana masterfully bring a frustrated Jihyo over the edge with curiosity.
“Come on babe, let go in front of Jeongie.”
That was all it took for Jihyo to come with a string of hissed curses, strong thighs clamping around Sana's hand as she was finally allowed her release after too long being edged. Jihyo looked dazed but pleased, smiling lazily at Sana and then lolling her head to make reassuring eye contact with Jeongyeon. Deep breaths filled the room, Jeongyeon played loosely with one of Jihyo's restrained hands, while Sana busied herself with carding her hand through her hair, looking in Jihyo's long mirrors.
“So are you guys like this all the time or…?” Jeongyeon couldn't help but enquire.
“No!” Jihyo's indignant yelp broke her from her daze and her scowl beat Sana to the explanatory punch. Jeongyeon watched their stand off with interest, the balance of power slowly shifting back to Jihyo with every second they ticked towards her being released from the handcuffs.
“The lady doth protest too much,” Sana sang slyly, although she balked under Jihyo's glare and sighed, “This is a special occasion.”
“For me?” Jeongyeon felt… honoured felt like a weird term to use but vaguely appropriate.
“I just wanted to remind you both about who is actually in charge,” Sana paused for a second, as if remembering a thought she had previously had tucked away, “Hope you're not mad I crashed UJB bestie night.”
Even if Jeongyeon had it in her to be mad (she didn't), Sana's wide eyed pout would have had her changing mind in an instant. There was nothing to be mad about, in fact, it had set her mind at ease by reducing the unknowns. Where previously Sana’s intentions had been murky, they were now extremely clear, as were Jihyo's. They wanted Jeongyeon, plainly and openly, no strings attached; that was something tangible she could work with.
“We gave her two orgasms,” Jihyo rolled her eyes from her spot at the top of the bed, “I'm sure she'll forgive you Sana, now, can you get me out of these,” She jangled her handcuffs indignantly, “I think my shoulders are locking up.”
After watching Sana make a big show of pretending to forget where the key was, Jihyo pounced on Sana the moment the cuffs were unlocked. She planted a bruising kiss on Sana's waiting lips and threw her backwards onto the bed. One hand pinned Sana's while the other pulled their bodies closer together. They were a well oiled machine, neither fumbling exploratorily like they had with Jeongyeon, no, these two knew exactly what they were doing.
“I need a fucking drink,” Jeongyeon muttered, thinking about her languishing, not chilled alcohol on the countertop, “You guys are insatiable.”
“We'll be here when you get back!” Sana giggled under the kiss attack from Jihyo, her giggles quickly turning to moans as Jeongyeon found a t-shirt and her underwear on the floor. One last look over her shoulder saw one of Sana's legs over Jihyo's shoulder while Jihyo ground down on her, a hand working quickly between them. The gasps and moans grew more breathless and then Jihyo caught Jeongyeon's eyes and laughed.
“Sana would love for you to watch!”