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The moment they stepped out from the changing rooms, and into the gym, was the moment Wumuti knew she had made a mistake. The warm, stale air hit her immediately. The scent of the rubber flooring, mixing with way too many different types of deodorants and sweat was quickly overwhelming her. The loud clangs from weights on machines hitting each other, to the grunts from the people using them was already getting on her nerves. Within the span of a few seconds, she had been reminded why she hated going to the gym and was once again left questioning why she had agreed to do this in the first place.
Lingering just a few steps behind Hyun, Wumuti adjusted the strap on her shirt as she looked around, her eyes scanning over the exit a few times, tempting her to just make a run for it. She could always feign being sick, tell Hyun she was feeling lightheaded and needed to lie down. She could tell them that she had forgotten about a meeting with their CEO and producer and had to leave early. All of which sounded more and more tempting the further inside the gym Hyun went.
“We’re going to take it easy today,” Hyun said, their voice bright and enthusiastic, crushing all of Wumuti’s hopes and dreams in seconds, as they turned around and looked at her with a big smile on their face, “just a light workout, as promised.”
Letting out a sigh, Wumuti knew she couldn’t turn them down now, not when they looked at her with such an excited smile. She would survive a bit of cardio no problem. However, it didn’t take long before Wumuti realized that she should have known better than trusting that her version of easy, and Hyun’s version of easy, were far from the same.
“Cardio first,” Hyun said, as they grabbed onto Wumuti’s wrist and pulled her towards the row of treadmills, “come on.”
Despite herself, Wumuti followed along quietly. As she stepped up on the treadmill, Wumuti couldn’t help but roll her eyes slightly. Hyun knew she hated running, almost more than she hated lifting weights, but since she knew they preferred to run for warm up instead of using the bikes, she kept her mouth shut.
It was no surprise that Hyun set a faster pace than her on the treadmill from the very beginning, their eyes constantly sliding over to her control panel, almost as if they wanted to adjust her pace too. Where Hyun was already running, Wumuti was still walking, her arms coming up unconsciously to cross over her chest as she kept the steady rhythm.
“Come on, unnie,” Hyun complained, as they reached over and pressed the buttons on her panel, adjusting her speed to make her run, “don’t just walk, you have to run.”
“Fine,” Wumuti sighed, as she let Hyun dial up the pace, “but I don’t want to sprint.”
“No need for that,” Hyun agreed easily, as they finished adjusting her speed to one similar to their own, “we can always do that outside later. I prefer stable ground for that anyway.”
This was going to be a very long hour.
~ * ~
About halfway through, Wumuti realized that if it had stayed as just cardio, she might have been able to survive with her dignity intact. Whilst she didn’t enjoy running, she could handle it just fine. The illusion had started to break already about ten minutes in, with realization hitting more and more for every machine Hyun dragged her towards. The first few had centred around her core strength, something that she begrudgingly had to admit wasn’t the worst when it came to machines and weights. She liked how her abs looked defined on her stomach, after all, so she took a deep breath and did as Hyun told her.
Her patience, however, began running thin when it came to handheld weights. She was already out of breath, sweaty and sore, and all she wanted to do was go home and take a nice, warm shower.
“Hyun,” Wumuti complained, as she put down the weights in her hands after the second rep, and used the back of her hand to dry sweat off of her forehead, “you said- you said we would be taking it easy today?”
“And we are,” Hyun replied easily, that big, stupid smile still on their face as they turned towards her, weights still in hand and sweat dripping down their body, “this is easy.”
There was a small pause between them, where Wumuti simply looked at Hyun, pure disbelief no doubt written across her face as she slowly let the other’s words settle.
“Easy my ass,” Wumuti grumbled, as she crossed her arms over her chest, her annoyance only growing more and more by the second.
“Funny how you mention your ass,” Hyun said, as they put down the weights, and stepped closer to Wumuti, “squats are next. Just a few reps, nothing you can’t handle.”
By the time Hyun was satisfied with their squats, Wumuti could feel her legs trembling even when she stood still. Sweat was dripping down her body, making her feel clammy and overheated, gross even. When Hyun grabbed her hand and dragged her over to another machine, Wumuti almost wanted to whine and tell them to let her go home already. It was humiliating how she could barely stand, let alone breathe, but Hyun was doing just fine. It pissed her off.
“I’m tired,” Wumuti bemoaned as she sat down on the machine, and grabbed onto the handles like instructed, “can we go home soon?”
“Just a few more reps than we can go home,” Hyun agreed after a moment, their eyes roaming down over Wumuti’s sweaty, miserable figure.
“I need a break,” Wumuti complained, as she began the next exercise, her arms shaking from the very beginning.
“You’re only this tired because you never workout properly,” Hyun said, their smile never faltering as they too began the next exercise.
That had been Wumuti’s breaking point. That singular comment had pissed her off more than anything else. As they went through the last few reps for today, Wumuti could feel her growing more and more annoyed, and Hyun’s at-ease smile did nothing to make her any less pissed.
When they were finally done, Wumuti took a deep breath and climbed out of the machine. As they made their way back into the locker rooms to get their things, Wumuti didn’t say a word. Whether Hyun didn’t notice or didn’t care, Wumuti wasn’t completely sure about, as they continued to chat away happily about their workout. Wumuti, however, had made up her mind. She was going to get back at them for putting her through hell, getting her gross and sweaty and refusing to listen to her. They had made her believe today would be easy, had begged and begged before finally dragging her along. Fine.
~ * ~
By the time they made it back to their dorm, Wumuti had made up her mind. Hyun had continued talking on the entire walk back, almost as if they didn’t sense her bad mood at all. For Wumuti, the walk back had passed by in a blur of heat and frustration, her clothes clinging uncomfortably to her body and every single step she took reminded her of just how far Hyun had pushed her during their workout, going back on their promise of it being easy.
The moment their front door had clicked shut behind them and they had taken off their shoes and coats, Wumuti turned around and grabbed onto Hyun’s wrist, her grip tight as she looked up at the other. Hyun froze mid-motion, and turned to look at Wumuti, a brief flicker of surprise on their face for just a second.
“Wumuti-” Hyun started, before getting cut off as Wumuti began dragging them down the hallway and towards their room.
“Shut. Up.” Was all she said, as she pushed them inside of their room, and shut the door behind them.
There was no hesitation, no room for thought as Wumuti pushed Hyun further inside the room. When Hyun felt the back of the knees touch their own bed, they barely had any time to think before they felt Wumuti’s hands on their shoulders, pushing them down. A small gasp left Hyun’s lips as they landed on the mattress. They looked up at Wumuti for a brief second before pulling themselves up into a sitting position. Looking up at Wumuti like this, having her look down at them with her arms crossed over her chest was turning Hyun on more than they had imagined it would.
“How dare you,” Wumuti said, her voice low as she leaned in closer, her eyes cold as she glared at Hyun, “don’t even think about getting up. You’re gonna stay down there until I tell you otherwise, you got that?”
“Unnie-” Hyun tried, before they felt her grabbing onto their chin, and lifting it slightly.
“You’re gonna stay here, on your bed, and do as I say,” she said, her voice eerily calm as she finally let go and let herself stand back up at her full height, towering over Hyun’s sitting form, “I’m not going to let you even think about touching my bed when you’re this sweaty and disgusting, pup. You don’t deserve that, do you?”
For a brief moment, everything around them seemed to stop. All Hyun could hear was the sound of their own pulse hammering away in their ears. There was no doubt in Hyun’s mind, no confusion left to be had. They had succeeded. They had managed to piss her off completely. Just like they had wanted.
~ * ~
The silence stretched on for a few moments and was finally broken when Wumuti exhaled slowly and tilted her head to look down at Hyun, emphasising once more on their current height difference. Taking in the sight before her, Wumuti couldn’t help but hum appreciatively as she looked down over Hyun’s body, their tanned skin covered in a thin sheen of sweat and a few damp pieces of hair still clinging to their face. Something about the way their chest rose faster now under her gaze than it had during their workout, made her feel more than satisfied.
“Look at you,” Wumuti murmured, her voice low and bordering on condescending, “you did so well during our ‘easy exercises’, but now you’re panting like a pathetic mess, and I haven’t even touched you yet. How disappointing.”
“Noona-” Hyun tried, before getting cut off as they tried to move from their spot on the bed.
“Don’t. Move.” Wumuti sneered, as she stepped closer to the other, close enough that she had to use her legs to push Hyun’s thighs further apart to create space for her to stand in, her stomach practically touching their nose, “Or are you too dumb to follow such a simple order, hm? Is my baby really that stupid?”
Instead of answering, a small whine escaped Hyun’s lips as they gently shook their head no. Nodding her head slightly, affirmatively, Wumuti uncrossed her arms and let them hang on either side of her body.
“Undress me,” Wumuti said, the command simple, “but don’t you dare move.”
Swallowing the lump in their throat, Hyun nodded their head quickly before leaning forward to undo the strings on Wumuti’s sweatpants. Hyun couldn’t help but bite their lips as they slowly pulled down her pants and underwear and watched as her smooth skin became visible. Hyun had always been weak for Wumuti’s stomach and her thighs. Every part of her was so pretty it practically made Hyun drool.
Letting their hands slide gently along her legs as they pushed her pants down, Hyun couldn’t help but let out a small sigh of relief as Wumuti allowed it. As she stepped out of her pants, Hyun moved back up to try and get the shirt off of her. Hoping that Wumuti would bend over just a bit to make it easier on them, Hyun looked up at her and tilted their head, practically begging for her to cooperate.
“God,” Wumuti breathed out, a small huff slipping from between her lips, as she leaned forward just a bit, “so helpless. You can’t even undress me properly without help?”
“Sorry unnie,” Hyun mumbled, as they finally managed to pull her shirt over her head without getting up from the spot on the bed.
“Go on then,” Wumuti said, as she raised an eyebrow once more, “undress yourself too.”
“Can I-”
“Don’t even think about getting up,” Wumuti said, cutting off whatever Hyun had wanted to ask her.
Shifting slightly, Hyun started by removing their shirt and exposing their tanned and sweaty chest to Wumuti. Something about the way her eyes studied every little detail on their body was making Hyun blush. They could feel their own hardening length twitch with interest inside their pants, and the view of Wumuti’s own body and interest right in front of their face really wasn’t helping.
Letting their shirt drop onto the floor, Hyun slowly grabbed onto the waistband of their pants and began to move them down, quickly realizing how difficult it would be when they weren’t allowed to move from their spot on the bed. Looking up at Wumuti once more, Hyun quickly averted their eyes the second they made eye contact. Asking for permission to move again didn’t seem like a good idea.
Shifting around awkwardly, Hyun managed to slide their sweatpants off little by little, right side, left side, then right side again and so on. It was nothing short of humiliating, and they loved every second of it.
“My dumb little baby is such a mess,” Wumuti practically cooed, as she watched Hyun finally manage to remove their pants and underwear, “I love to watch my pretty mutt struggle beneath me.”
“Unnie please,” Hyun whined, as they slowly reached out and grabbed onto Wumuti’s wrist, their touch gentle, almost as if to test if it was okay, “please touch me?”
“You want me to touch you? You want me to make you feel good, is that it?” Wumuti asked, her voice filled with faux pity as she gestured for Hyun to move further up onto the bed, before easily slipping into their lap, “Don’t you think you should be the one making me feel good, hm? After everything you put me through, don’t you think I should be the one who got to feel good first?”
Biting their bottom lip, Hyun nodded their head slowly as they let themselves be pushed to lay down flat on their back. Wumuti couldn’t help but smile as she watched how easily Hyun gave in. Rocking her hips forward ever so slightly, Wumuti let her own hardened length slide against Hyun’s, drawing out a small whine from the other’s lips.
“Good boy,” Wumuti said, a small smile playing on her lips as she watched Hyun do their best to follow her movements, “my good girl.”
Without waiting for Hyun to say anything, Wumuti moved off of Hyun’s lap, and moved to lay down on the mattress besides them, making them turn onto their side as well, with their back facing her. Wrapping her arm around Hyun’s waist, Wumuti buried her face in the crook of the other’s neck, and pressed herself in between their thighs, a soft moan escaping her lips as her hard length was encased by her partner’s gorgeous thighs.
Hyun couldn’t help the whine that escaped their lips as they felt Wumuti’s length slide right beneath their own, the wetness on her member surprising them slightly. They hadn’t heard her opening any bottles, nor had they heard her spit into her hand. Before Hyun had any time to ask any questions, a whine tore from their lips as they felt Wumuti’s hand move up from their stomach towards their chest. Her fingers running over their sensitive nipples before pinching them in between two of her digits. It hurt, but in the best way possible.
In an attempt to stay quiet, Hyun reached up to cover their own mouth slightly, as pleasure continued to build inside of them. It felt so good to have Wumuti move in between their thighs, her length stimulating their own, but never enough. Hyun couldn’t help but whine, they knew how good Wumuti had to be feeling with their warm thighs wrapped around her length, whilst their own was barely being touched.
“Being so good for me,” Wumuti mumbled against their neck, as she began to pick up the pace, her hips moving more firmly against the other’s behind, “finally listening to me. You forgot your place earlier, didn’t you, you silly mutt.”
“Sorry,” Hyun whined against the palm of their hand, as tears began to form in their eyes, “please, I- I’ll listen better n-next time, I p-promise.”
“That’s right,” Wumuti moaned, as she felt the warm pleasure in her lower stomach building up and getting more and more intense, “you won’t pull anything like that again.”
Without saying anything further, Wumuti pulled away from Hyun’s body, and rolled them back over onto their back once more. A small, confused noise escaped their lips as they felt Wumuti crawl up onto their body and settled on their stomach. Looking between her face and her length, Hyun tried desperately to understand what it was she wanted them to do.
“Don’t be dumb now,” Wumuti said, as she leaned forward and grabbed onto Hyun’s jaw with her hand, squeezing it tightly, “go on. Open. Now.”
Blinking twice, Hyun nodded slightly before parting their lips. Nodding in approval, Wumuti removed her hand from Hyun’s jaw, and placed them both on their chest. Pressing them closer together, Wumuti let out a soft sigh as she slid her length in between the soft flesh on Hyun’s chest, an appreciative moan escaping her lips.
As she continued to move her hips, Wumuti leaned down so her face was closer to Hyun’s parted lips. Without saying a word, Wumuti opened her mouth and let her spit slowly drip into the other’s mouth whilst holding eye contact. A moan escaped Hyun’s lips as they felt Wumuti’s saliva drip into their mouth, reminding them that she hadn’t kissed them even once. Whining slightly, Hyun swallowed the spit easily.
Wumuti could feel herself getting close, close enough for her thighs to tremble. Letting out a small whine, Wumuti felt herself spill over the edge. She couldn’t help but watch as she spilled over Hyun’s chest, some of it reaching their lips and their chin. She kept moving, kept riding out the intense feeling until the very end. It had felt so good to finally come, to finally take control back, and seeing Hyun look up at her now, desperate, on the verge of crying and painted in her colours. It was nothing short of satisfying.
A moment passed by before Wumuti moved again, this time running two of her fingers through the mess she had made on Hyun’s chest, neck and face, scooping as much up as she could before she pressed them inside of Hyun’s mouth. She didn’t have to say anything, Hyun immediately understood. Closing their lips around her fingers, Hyun used their tongue to clean Wumuti’s fingers thoroughly, before swallowing around them.
Wumuti pulled her fingers out with a satisfied sigh and inspected them briefly. Nodding slowly, Wumuti moved backwards and off of Hyun’s body, making room in between their thighs before laying down in between them.
Wrapping her fingers gently around Hyun’s hard member, Wumuti brought it closer to her mouth and lazily wrapped her lips around the sensitive head. Hyun let out a whine as they felt the other’s lips encase their length with barely any pressure behind it. Reaching down, Hyun buried their hands in her hair and tightened their grip to pull on the locks.
“Please,” Hyun whined, as they tried to move their hips in an attempt to force their length further into Wumuti’s warm mouth, “I need you so bad.”
“But I don’t feel like sucking you off,” Wumuti said after pulling off of the other’s length, her voice bored, almost as if she had absolutely no interest in what she was doing, “so I’ll keep my lips wrapped around you and if you can come from that, great. If you can’t then that really isn’t my problem now, is it?”
“Noona please-” Hyun cried as Wumuti wrapped her lips around their sensitive head once more, “that’s so mean, please!”
Humming around their length as her only answer, Wumuti propped her hand under her chin and stayed completely still. Every now and again she would move her tongue lightly under the other’s length, stimulating them just a bit, but never giving them what they wanted.
As pleasure continued to build painfully slow in Hyun’s lower stomach, the tears finally began spilling from the other’s eyes. Small sobs escaping their lips as they kept trying to move their hips ever so slightly inside Wumuti’s mouth. They just needed a little more, just a little bit, and Wumuti wasn’t willing to help them.
“Please,” Hyun cried, as they tightened their grip in Wumuti’s hair, “please, please unnie please!”
Wumuti looked up at the other with a bored expression, her lips barely moving around the head. The more Hyun fought to sit up to look at her, the more satisfied she got. The tears streaming down her partners face only made them look that much more gorgeous. She had always loved to pull them apart and put them back together later.
Shrugging her shoulders slightly, Wumuti simply swallowed the spit that had been collecting in her mouth, her eyes never leaving Hyun for even a moment. The slight additional pressure from Wumuti swallowing her saliva was enough to push Hyun over the edge.
As Wumuti felt them twitch in her mouth, she brought her hand back up and pulled them out of her mouth. Holding their length against her parted lips, Wumuti closed her eyes and let Hyun spill on her face. Most of it landed on her mouth, but some parts on her nose and forehead. As their climax finally washed over their body, Hyun couldn’t help but sob loudly. They finally came, finally got what they had wanted, had needed, but it didn’t feel complete, somehow didn’t feel as satisfying as normal, and something about that only made Hyun feel even smaller.
~ * ~
A few moments passed in silence as Wumuti watched Hyun’s chest rise and fall unevenly, their breathing erratic as tears kept streaming down their face. Moving slowly, Wumuti moved to sit beside Hyun, being careful not to accidentally jostle them or hurt them in any way as she gently moved the other into a sitting position.
“Hyunie?” Wumuti said, her voice lighter and warmer, as she placed both hands on either side of Hyun’s cheeks, “Can you look at me?”
“Unnie,” Hyun cried, as they finally looked at Wumuti, tears still trailing down their cheeks.
“There we go baby, there we go,” Wumuti cooed softly, as she pulled them into a hug, “you did so well for me, baby. So, so well. Unnie is very proud of you, baby.”
“I did good?” Hyun asked, their voice low with uncertainty.
“You did so good,” Wumuti confirmed, as she leaned in and pressed a kiss against Hyun’s lips, “you were so perfect for me. I’m so proud of you.”
Sniffling slightly, Hyun nodded their head gently at her words. Wumuti wouldn’t lie to them, so it had to be the truth. Even if they hadn’t felt like it, it had to be.
“Let’s get you cleaned up now, okay?” Wumuti said gently, as she moved to stand up once more, reaching out both of her hands to pull Hyun up as well, “Let’s go and take a shower, and then we can cuddle for as long as you need it?”
“Okay,” Hyun agreed softly, as they let Wumuti drag them along, down the hallway and into the bathroom, much like they had dragged her around the gym earlier.
As they showered together, Wumuti took great care of Hyun, whispering soft praises in their ear as she washed their hair and body, kissing them gently as she dried them off and helped them into some comfortable clothes.
~ * ~
When they made it back to their bedroom once more, Wumuti stopped Hyun as they made their way over towards their dirty bed. Wrapping her fingers gently around their wrist, Wumuti shook her head gently as she pulled them over towards her bed. Hyun stopped up and looked at it, her earlier words still ringing clear in their mind.
As Wumuti watched Hyun hesitate, she gently pushed them down onto the mattress, before crawling up to lay next to them too.
“You deserve to be here now,” Wumuti said gently, as she turned her body over onto her side so she could look at Hyun, before pulling them in for a short, sweet kiss, “you always deserve to be in my bed when you have been so good for me.”
“But I tricked you earlier,” Hyun said softly, as they let themselves be pulled closer to Wumuti’s warm and soft body, “and I did it on purpose, because I wanted you to treat me more roughly.”
“I’m proud of you for admitting that,” Wumuti said honestly, as she pulled back just a bit to look Hyun in the eyes, wanting them to see her sincerity, “but Hyunie, no matter what I say during a scene, you will always be my most beloved treasure. You are always welcome in my bed, you understand?”
Nodding softly, Hyun couldn’t help but smile. Wumuti would never lie to them, so it had to be the truth. A warm, fuzzy feeling spread throughout their chest as they allowed themselves to close their eyes. Being held in her arms, feeling her love – it was all Hyun could ever ask for.