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It started with a touch.
A soft, lingering hand resting on her thigh as Yuqi drove through the sleeping city. Nights like these had become routine, getting drunk, getting high, and wandering aimlessly through empty streets with nowhere in particular to be.
In the backseat, Minnie had long since passed out.
Miyeon glanced over at Yuqi, a slow smile tugging at her lips. She bit down lightly on the corner of her mouth before reaching over to cradle the younger woman's face. Her fingers slipped through Yuqi's hair, earning a pleased grin in return.
Yuqi's hand tightened slightly on her thigh.
She loved being adored.
"How's our little friend back there?" Yuqi asked, eyes fixed on the road ahead.
The city lights streaked across the windshield. The streets were nearly deserted, accompanied only by the steady hum of Yuqi's beat-up Volvo.
"Dead to the world," Miyeon said with a quiet laugh.
She glanced over her shoulder at Minnie, slumped against the window, completely oblivious. Then she looked back at Yuqi, a mischievous thought forming behind her eyes.
"I can't believe I'm driving your drunk ex home."
Yuqi scoffed, though her hand never left Miyeon's thigh.
Miyeon chuckled.
"Jealous, puppy?"
Her fingers threaded through Yuqi's hair again, this time a little rougher, a little more deliberate.
She always knew exactly which buttons to push.
A smile pulled at Yuqi's mouth.
The space between them suddenly felt much smaller.
Miyeon leaned closer, unconcerned by the awkward angle. She could feel the warmth radiating from Yuqi's skin, could smell the faint traces of smoke, alcohol, and whatever perfume Yuqi had stolen from someone this week.
Yuqi kept her eyes on the road.
Miyeon's hand remained on her cheek.
Then she pressed a gentle kiss against Yuqi's jaw.
"No need to be jealous."
Another soft kiss.
Light. Affectionate.
Dangerously convincing.
As if she meant it.
As if she cared.
But caring wasn't really what Miyeon did.
Not anymore.
That was the whole reason this arrangement existed.
She and Yuqi weren't lovers. They weren't girlfriends. They weren't anything that required promises.
Just two broken hearts finding temporary shelter in each other.
Yuqi, trying to forget Soyeon.
Miyeon, trying to forget Minnie.
And behind them, the sleeping source of half those problems sat slumped against the window, blissfully unaware of the charged silence unfolding only a few feet away.
It almost made Miyeon laugh, how absurd this situation was.
Minnie was passed out in the backseat. Yuqi was driving through the middle of nowhere. And somehow, despite all the bad decisions that had brought them here, all Miyeon could think about was Yuqi.
She wanted her attention.
Wanted that familiar look in her eyes.
Wanted to see just how quickly she could unravel.
A smirk tugged at Miyeon's lips as she leaned closer.
"You should pull over."
Her voice was barely above a whisper, warm against Yuqi's ear. She felt the younger woman stiffen beneath her touch.
Yuqi's grip tightened on the steering wheel.
Suddenly, all she could feel was Miyeon.
The scent of her perfume.
The brush of her fingers.
The heat of her body invading every inch of her personal space.
Her senior.
The woman she absolutely should not have been messing around with.
"What, right now?" Yuqi asked.
Her voice sounded rougher than before.
Miyeon only smiled.
She tilted her head, letting her lips ghost along the curve of Yuqi's jaw before pulling back just enough to meet her eyes.
The challenge was obvious.
The answer already decided.
God, Yuqi was easy when it came to beautiful women.
"You got it."
A grin spread across Yuqi's face.
The next turn came fast.
A few moments later, the Volvo rolled into a dark, nearly deserted parking lot. The city noise faded into the distance, replaced by silence and the steady ticking of the cooling engine.
For a brief moment, neither of them moved.
The darkness wrapped around the car.
The tension felt almost tangible.
Then Yuqi turned toward her.
Yuqi's pulse hammered as Miyeon straddled her lap without warning. Their mouths crashed together, tongues sliding hot and wet. Yuqi moaned into the kiss, tasting the sweetness on Miyeon's lips that made everything else disappear. God, she fucking loved kissing her.
"We're seriously doing this?"
Her palms slid up the bare strip of skin above Miyeon's waistband, then lower, gripping the curve of her ass through the tight skirt.
Miyeon broke the kiss just long enough to smirk. "Definitely," she breathed, then tilted Yuqi's head and pressed her mouth to the side of her neck. At the same time she took Yuqi's right hand and shoved it under the hem of the skirt. Yuqi's fingers met soaked lace. Miyeon was dripping, the fabric clinging to swollen folds.
"You're gonna be good and fuck me?" Miyeon whispered against Yuqi's ear, teeth catching the lobe.
Yuqi nodded frantically, already rubbing slow circles over the wet panties. She loved it even more when women commanded her like a mutt.
Miyeon ground down harder, trapping Yuqi's fingers between her pussy and the younger woman's thigh. "You gonna make me feel good?" she asked, voice low and commanding.
Yuqi whimpered, hips twitching up. Before she could answer, Miyeon seized her wrist and lifted herself just enough that Yuqi's fingers slipped away from the heat. The sudden loss made Yuqi whine.
"Answer," Miyeon ordered, rolling her hips in a slow, teasing circle just out of reach.
Yuqi’s broken whine cut through the air and Miyeon’s eyes flashed with satisfaction. She rolled her hips harder, grinding her soaked panties down onto Yuqi’s waiting palm, smearing wetness across the younger girl’s skin.
“Fuck,” Miyeon breathed, then crushed their mouths together again, tongue pushing deep. While they kissed, Yuqi shoved Miyeon’s shirt up under her chin and yanked the lacy bra down. Hard, pink nipples sprang free, already stiff and begging. Yuqi’s mouth watered at the sight. She knew exactly how sensitive Miyeon’s chest was, how one good suck could make the older girl shake.
Yuqi latched onto one nipple without hesitation, sealing her lips around the tight bud and sucking hard. Miyeon’s moan vibrated against Yuqi’s mouth. The sound sent a fresh rush of heat between Yuqi’s own thighs.
Miyeon’s fingers slid into Yuqi’s hair, holding her there. “That’s it, puppy. Suck harder. You’re so good at using that mouth on me.” The praise made Yuqi whimper around the nipple, sucking even stronger, tongue flicking the stiff peak. Every pull of her lips sent sparks straight to Miyeon’s clit; she ground down harder on Yuqi’s palm, chasing the friction.
Miyeon’s voice dropped lower, thick with lust. “Look how wet you’ve got me already. My good girl knows exactly what I need. Keep sucking like that and I’ll let you finger-fuck me until I come all over your hand.”
Yuqi moaned again at the words, the vibration traveling through Miyeon’s sensitive nipple. Her free hand cupped Miyeon’s other breast, thumb circling the neglected nipple while she kept sucking the first one deep and steady. Miyeon’s hips rolled in tight circles, clit dragging over Yuqi’s palm through drenched lace, every movement making both of them hotter, needier, more desperate for what's next.
Minnie’s sudden stretch cracked through the heavy air like a whip. Yuqi’s mouth popped off Miyeon’s nipple with a wet sound, both girls freezing as the older woman sat up in the back seat, eyes adjusting to the dim light.
“Fuck, Yuqi,” Miyeon had just whispered, voice thick, but now the words hung awkwardly between them.
Minnie’s smirk sharpened the moment she clocked the scene: Miyeon straddling Yuqi’s lap, shirt shoved up, tits out, Yuqi’s hand still trapped under Miyeon’s skirt. The sight hit her like a drug. Ego flared hot in her chest.
“You let your woman tell you when to fuck her?” Minnie sneered, voice low and cutting. She straightened her jacket with deliberate slowness, letting the leather creak.
Yuqi flinched, instinctively yanking Miyeon’s shirt down to cover her chest even though Minnie had already seen everything. Miyeon pulled back, lips swollen, eyes flashing with irritation.
“Jesus Christ, why the fuck are you awake?” Miyeon snapped.
“Because you two are fucking like rabbits and not even bothering to check if I was okay back here.” Minnie’s gaze dragged over Miyeon’s flushed face, then dropped to Yuqi’s hand still wedged between Miyeon’s thighs. “God, you look good when you’re pissed. Always did.”
Miyeon’s jaw tightened. “That’s none of your fucking business, Yontararak.”
Minnie leaned forward, elbows on her knees. “It is when you’re riding some junior’s fingers in the front seat. How old are you anyway, Yuqi?”
“Shut the fuck up, Minnie,” Miyeon cut in. “You should be thankful we didn’t leave your drunk ass at the bar.”
Minnie laughed, low and mean. “I don’t recall asking for your help. Though I might thank you for the free show.” Her eyes flicked to Yuqi again, watching the younger girl’s cheeks burn. “You into younger girls now? That’s new.”
Miyeon lunged, but the cramped car stopped her short. Minnie caught both wrists easily, fingers wrapping tight.
“Why so angry?” Minnie taunted, voice dropping. “I missed you.”
Before Miyeon could spit another insult, Minnie yanked her forward and crushed their mouths together. The kiss was rough, teeth and tongue, Minnie’s free hand sliding into Miyeon’s hair to hold her still. Miyeon made a furious sound in her throat but didn’t pull away, not at first.
Yuqi sat frozen beneath them, Miyeon’s weight still on her lap, one hand still cupping Miyeon’s ass through the skirt. She could feel the heat radiating off both women, the tension crackling like static. Minnie’s eyes opened mid-kiss and locked on Yuqi, dark with challenge and something hotter.
When Minnie finally broke the kiss, a string of spit connected their lips. She licked it away, still gripping Miyeon’s wrists. She still got her woman wrapped around her finger.
“Move over, puppy,” Minnie told Yuqi, voice husky. “I’m not sitting back here alone while you two finish what you started.”
Miyeon’s breathing came fast, chest heaving against Yuqi’s palm. Her nipples were still hard, visible through the bunched fabric. Minnie’s gaze dropped to them and her smirk widened.
“Still so sensitive,” she murmured, then looked at Yuqi again. “You were sucking them, weren’t you?” Yuqi just nods like a dumb puppy making Minnie smile. “Good girl. Keep going. I want to watch.”
Yuqi’s throat worked. Her fingers twitched against Miyeon’s soaked panties, and Miyeon’s hips gave an involuntary roll, grinding down on her hand again. The praise from Minnie hit different—sharper, dirtier—and Yuqi felt her own clit throb in response.
Minnie released Miyeon’s wrists only to slide her hand down Miyeon’s side, fingers slipping under the shirt to cup the breast Yuqi had been sucking. She pinched the nipple hard enough to make Miyeon gasp.
“Fuck,” Miyeon breathed, caught between them now. Her pussy clenched around nothing, soaking Yuqi’s palm even more. “Minnie—”
“Shh.” Minnie leaned in and bit Miyeon’s lower lip. “You’re going to let this puppy finger you while I watch. And you’re going to tell her how good it feels. Understand?”
Miyeon’s eyes fluttered. She nodded once, then looked down at Yuqi, voice shaky but obedient. “Make me feel good, Yuqi. Please.”
Yuqi swallowed hard. Her fingers pushed the lace aside and slid through Miyeon’s slick folds, two digits sinking deep on the first thrust. Miyeon moaned, head falling back, and Minnie’s hand stayed on her breast, rolling the nipple between her fingers while she watched Yuqi’s hand disappear under the skirt.
“That’s it,” Minnie praised, voice low and filthy. “Look how well she takes your fingers. Such a good girl for both of us.”
Yuqi’s face burned hotter at the words. She curled her fingers inside Miyeon, searching for that spot that always made her shake, and when she found it Miyeon’s thighs trembled around her. Minnie’s free hand reached down to grip Yuqi’s wrist, guiding the pace, making sure every thrust went deep.
Miyeon’s moans filled the car, raw and desperate. Her hips rocked between Yuqi’s fingers and Minnie’s touch, caught in the middle, exactly where she wanted to be.
Minnie’s voice cut through the heavy panting. “My turn.”
She shoved Miyeon’s hips back just enough to slide down between the front seats, knees hitting the floor mat. Yuqi stayed where she was, Miyeon still straddling her lap, skirt bunched at her waist. Minnie yanked the soaked panties down Miyeon’s thighs and off one ankle, tossing them aside.
“Yuqi, kiss her. Play with her tits while I eat her out. You'd like that? Wouldn't you, Miyeonie?” The old nickname made Miyeon shiver, helpless and desperate for more.
Yuqi obeyed instantly, pulling Miyeon down into a messy kiss, tongue sliding deep. Her hands pushed the shirt higher and cupped both breasts, thumbs flicking over the stiff nipples before she pinched and rolled them the way she knew made Miyeon shake.
Minnie spread Miyeon’s thighs wider and dragged her tongue straight up the slick folds, groaning at the taste. She licked broad and slow at first, then sucked the swollen clit between her lips and flicked it fast. Miyeon moaned into Yuqi’s mouth, hips jerking.
“Fuck, she’s dripping,” Minnie muttered against wet skin. “Tastes like she’s been waiting for this all night. You like your junior’s fingers and your ex’s tongue at the same time, don’t you, Miyeonie?”
Miyeon whimpered, grinding down on Minnie’s face. Minnie shoved two fingers inside her without warning, curling them hard while her tongue kept working the clit. Yuqi kept kissing her, sucking on Miyeon’s tongue, then moved down to bite and suck at her neck, leaving marks.
Minnie pulled back just enough to speak, fingers still pumping deep. “Look at you, riding my hand like a desperate slut. You broke up with me but you’re still this fucking wet for me. Pathetic.” She thrust harder, scissoring her fingers. “But you’re taking it so good. Such a perfect little cunt. Keep grinding on my tongue, baby. I want to feel you come all over my face.”
Yuqi pinched both nipples harder, twisting them the way Miyeon liked. Miyeon cried out, thighs trembling around Minnie’s head. Minnie sucked the clit again, fast and relentless, fingers curling against that spot inside with every thrust.
“Come for us,” Minnie ordered, voice rough. “Come on my tongue while your junior plays with your tits. Do it now, Miyeon. Soak my fucking face.”
Miyeon’s whole body locked up. Her pussy clenched hard around Minnie’s fingers, pulsing as she came with a broken moan that Yuqi swallowed in another deep kiss.
“M-min…” Minnie kept licking through it, drinking every drop, fingers still moving until Miyeon’s thighs started to twitch from overstimulation.
Only then did Minnie pull back, lips shiny, chin wet. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and smirked up at both of them.
“Good girl,” she said, voice low and satisfied. “Now it’s Yuqi’s turn to get her mouth on you next.”