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Rui absolutely hated group projects; the inexplicable fear of letting other people down in addition to the fear of being judged was never a good combination for her. But as the universe would have it, here she was, in her senior year of her dance degree, partnered up with arguably the worst person in the whole wide world.

Since starting at the country’s most well-known University of Arts, she had heard stories the same as everyone else on campus- about the bitchy and infamous producer prodigy known for inviting people to fuck around and then letting them find out. As if her being the reason behind the breakup of her two-year-long relationship wasn’t enough, she also had to be absolutely. Fucking. Gorgeous.

So, now here they were, squished between a crowd of angsty, almost-graduates trying to peek a look at their randomly assigned partners for the final showcase. One student from the dance department and one from the composition building. What were the odds?
“At least you aren’t all that bad to look at.” Rui turned around to face the woman from her guilt-filled, nightmarish dreams, just to back away after realizing how close Wumuti stood.

“Get your eyes checked, Wumuti” she replied while starting to pack her iPad and water back into her bag in the hopes of getting out as soon as possible. Who doesn’t like to avoid dealing with their problems till the absolute last moment? Before she could zip her bag up, a hand snatched it from the table, causing her to look up in shock, “What the hell? We can start next week! We literally have six whole months till the showcase!” Rui tried to scream-whisper.

“Shut up. I do not care about what you what, or did you forget that? You’re coming over tomorrow. You still remember where my place is or did you forget? Be there at seven.”

The brunette would have been shocked by this outburst if it wasn’t for the last year of the absolute torture of her sanity by that same voice. She didn’t say anything. She did not need to and neither did Wumuti need a reply. This is how all their interactions went since… well, that day.

Starting the walk back to her flat just outside the university (because the dorms were too loud for her), her mind ended up going back to that specific autumn day last year. It was just after her last exam for the semester and she was buzzing with excitement to finally be able to spend time in her ex-lover’s arms. Maybe eat their favorite Halloween candy in bed and watch some movies? Or just exist together.

Their relationship was… far from perfect, but after spending two years loving someone, Rui felt too guilty to even think about letting him go. Hyun was a year younger and in the music department. They met through their professor while the both worked as his personal assistants for their respective classes. Hyun came onto her hard and fast and Rui being the naturally gifted people pleaser, agreed to go on multiple dates with him. Even after realizing on the first date that Hyun was not the one she was looking for.

She never really learned to say no to him, be it during work division at their university or in the bed, she just learned to take what she got. And that’s what her life was like, just taking what she was given and never daring to ask for any more or any less. Making herself small in a crowded room and avoiding eye contact, because deep down she knew how unpleasant she was to look at and how loud her voice got when she was excited and the way she moved her hands around just a bit too much and-

and Wumuti? She never forgot to remind her.

Last autumn, she walked into her ex-boyfriend of two years in bed with a dance junior she was tutoring herself. She never really held it against Haru, she knew very well how it felt to be fully surrounded by Hyun’s strong personality and how his presence makes you lose all irrational thoughts. Haru had begged her till days after to forgive him as he thought Hyun was single all that time. Sure, the both of them are still together, but she just could not find it in her to hold any grudges against the cheerful but naïve boy.

The only grudge she held was against the red haired woman, who still haunted her, with just her existence.

“Rui?! Wumuti texted me that you won’t be back till late from your exam!” Hyun had screamed while trying to cover up a naked Haru under him.

“Wumuti?” was all she could say before the shaky voice of Haru broke her downfall into a panic attack “Rui noona? What are you doing here?”.
“Oh, I was just coming to see my boyfriend.” She replied meekly, void of any emotion. Surprisingly, she felt no anger, she just… felt nothing?

“Boyfriend?!” Haru shrieked, “Wumuti noona told me that Hyun hyung was single! And you confirmed it hyung!” He turned to Hyun and continued, “What is going on?... Oh my god noona, I am so sorry! You never told me anything about having a boyfriend!” Haru was panicking. This was not good. Haru was panicking and she was still numb, the pumpkin spice latte in her hand going flatter by the minute. Why was she relieved after discovering her boyfriend balls deep in another guy? She felt like the steamed foam in her drink. Losing air and deflating, trying to make herself disappear.

“Of course, she did not mention me… She never does, to anyone! You know what? I am glad this is happening right now!” The image of Hyun struggling to put his pants on while shrieking was a bit funny to her, but she lost all humor after hearing the what came next, “Our relationship ended a year ago Rui, but you never accepted that did you? Wumuti told me. She told me everything that happened at the Halloween party last year.”

“What…?” She replied while trying to back away from the room. She needed to leave. Immediately.

“No, you don’t get to leave now. Let’s just get over with it. Wumuti told me how you told her oh, just how much you fucking dislike me. ‘He just doesn’t get it’ is what you said, isn’t it?” Rui knew where this was going, she was well aware that their long awaited breakup was approaching but all she could think about was Wumuti, the Wumuti who let her lean on her shoulder during that Halloween party. While she cried about her relationship and her sexuality… snitched on her, to Hyun?

“You realized you were a lesbian a whole year ago but you just had to drag me along, didn’t you?” Hyun said with a huff, finally fully dressed again. “I was just waiting to see how long you could drag it, but well, I guess now is better than later”.

Rui left after that, she had to. She accepted everything her ex threw at her. And she forever blamed herself for ruining what they had, wishing that she could change who she was. Settling down after the breakup took her a few months. She was greatly averse to change and not used to being alone. But she could not waste away, afraid to add onto her already existing baggage.

Neither was confrontation a strong suit. It was never something she even considered. She saw Wumuti multiple times after that day, in the university halls or in the campus cafeteria, but never dared to say a word. What was there left to say? Clearly, the red haired woman held something against her. Why did she decide to rock her whole world off it’s axis?

But this did not mean that Wumuti left her alone. Smacking her locker shut just to meanly brush her shoulder with hers and scoff at her or be it whispering ‘pathetic’ at her in the hallways, she just never left her alone after that.

In some ways, Rui did not feel fully alone because of her. She tormented her, sure, but she was the only human being, except her building security who she exchanged words with everyday (or just listened to talk, albeit the words cutting deeper and deeper everytime).

And now? After two whole years since the Halloween party hosted by Wumuti, she will go back to the same house where the downfall of her life started and pretend to work on a project while eternally drowning towards her doom.

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Rui had no idea how she ended up here, or she just did not want to think about the extra forty minutes she spent on getting ready than normal. Of course, she remembered the address too. Never stopped dreaming about going back.

Forcing herself to not look in her pocket mirror again (for the eleventh time since leaving her flat just a block away), the brunette knocked twice. Maybe she should have done it just once? Was two times too much? Will Wumuti think she’ stupid? Wait, she already thinks she is stupid!

The door swings open revealing… not Wumuti? “Yes? How can I help you?” said the unknown person while looking Rui up and down. “Oh, um, I am Rui, does Wumuti not live here anymore?” She stumbles on her works while trying to shield herself from the judgement with wrapping her cardigan around her torso.

“Wumuti!” the person screams “There is a sad looking girl here for you” they turn around to face Rui before grabbing a bag and a jacket and shoving past; “My time was up anyways, have fun!”.

Rui is confused and even more nervous than before. Did I just make her girlfriend leave? Wait, am I too early? 19:03 read the clock, no I am not? I think? Oh I should apologize-

“Just standing there and staring at the door is super fucking weird” A mess of red hair suddenly appears in front of her. She takes a step back but then realizes that she needs to enter the house. Takes two steps forward. Oh no, she is too close to Wumuti! Go back! Go back-

The door slams shut behind her, Wumuti’s arm brushing her side as she pulls it back after grabbing the door. From this close, Rui can see all the details on her face clearly. Just like on Halloween two years ago when Rui was close enough to feel the warmth of smoke brushing her face every time Wumuti bought the cigarette to her face. She has a few bite marks on her neck and ears, and Rui remembers that she needs to apologize.

“Oh, I am really sorry about making your girlfriend leave, I would have waited if I knew.”

“Girlfriend?” Rui feels the air from her scoff brush her nose, they are still too close. “I don’t even remember her name” Wumuti takes a step forward, causing Rui to back up into the door to. She realizes now what that means, a hook up, of course.

“Okay, I am still sorry for interrupting” Rui mumbles while trying to get out of the minimal space between the door and Wumuti’s body. She scoffs yet again, “You’re always sorry even for the things you didn’t do, right? Pathetic.” Ignoring the sting of the words, the younger lets out a breath after Wumuti pushes herself off of the door, and Rui in turn.

Fully ignoring the kitchen island with chairs and a big table, Wumuti lands herself onto the love chair infront of her TV. With the big issue of not having enough space for opening her laptop and notes (totally not because she will have to sit next to Wumuti), Rui stands at the door awkwardly. “Are you waiting for instructions? You really are that dumb huh?” Wumuti starts, “Well, as you said we still have six month to do our project, so today we can just use the time to brain storm the theme of the performance, don’t you think? Come sit, now.”

Rui plops herself down on the far end of the couch, and it still only leaves a leg worth of space between them. She doesn’t reply, just pulls her tablet out. She doesn’t think she needs to reply anyways, Wumuti has told her enough how much she hates her voice.

Now with a random show playing on the TV, both of them sit in silence. Rui does not understand what Wumuti wants her to do. She cannot do anything right unless given in depth instructions. She really is dumb? And unaware of social queues? Is there a class at uni she could maybe take to learn how not to be so fucking awkward and a waste of space and-

“I can hear your mind running from here. It’s too loud. Shut up.” Wumuti rolls her eyes and continues “Go grab me my laptop from the kitchen, I will show you the samples I have recorded, we can use of them for sure.”

Instructions are easy to follow. Rui always wishes that people just told he exactly what they wanted instead of making her guess. She gets up and goes to grab the laptop, while shutting up, of course.

An hour has passed, maybe two. Music softly plays from Wumuti’s laptop while Rui takes note of every single beat and writes little notes next to them to make it easier to choose.

“We can do a mix of three songs for the showcase, as the performance needs to be at least eight minutes. We can start slow, then sexy and then heavy and upbeat, do you have any favorites yet?” Wumuti feels like a whole different person now, the love for her art clear in her eyes and the anger missing. The anger that was ever present in her eyes when she looked at the younger. Rui always wondered why wumuti hated her oh so much while she was the one who ripped her life apart? But in the end she was to weak to ask.

“I really like the sixth melody, I think I could choreograph my solo on that one. I don’t know about sexy though, I don’t think I can make it sexy. Your solo can be before mine and you can definitely sing a ballad.”

“you will make it sexy, I don’t care how. I won’t let your incompetence ruin this for me, again.” She was angry yet again, Rui had no idea what she did to make her so, “Again?” She whispered back, afraid to be loud and be screamed at.

“Why do you think I am repeating my final show case? Oh wow, you don’t even know, do you?” Wumuti continues after seeing how confused Rui looked, “So you just took all the insults I threw your way without questioning why? Oh Rui, I don’t know if you get off on acting innocent or you are just plain stupid.”

Rui was trying to make herself disappear, but the armrest of the couch digging in her back left her no space to move. But she stayed still, because she had to know. Had to know the reason behind her being bullied to tears every day at uni.

“Your fucking brother, my old partner from the final showcase last semester, reported me for plagiarism and left me unable to perform with him. And just through the fate of the universe, I end up with you. I swear to fucking god Rui, if you pull something like that too, I will make your life even more hellish than now.” Wumuti was too close again, sitting up sideways on the small couch. Rui had no idea what she was talking about.

“I don’t have a brother?” Rui replied only to suddenly find a hand in her long brown hair, pulling her head back and making her wince. Wumuti was too close now, her grip mean. “Don’t you fucking lie to me cunt, he did all that just because I made you break up with your ex”.

Everything hurt, her scalp, her heart and her brain from thinking. She wanted to reply but tears were choking her throat, the pressure on her skull making her loose tears. “’m not” she whispered weakly, afraid to be too loud and hurt more.

“Zhang hao is not your brother?” Wumuti finally loosened her grip, but her hand was still tangled in the younger’s hair. “No, Zhang hao’s sister is a year below me! Her name is Louis! Not Rui!”.

Rui could see the realization hit Wumuti, the way her eyes got bigger in realization and then shake with guilt. She finally let her hand drop from Rui’s hair, realizing just how badly she messed up.

“If you tormented me all year long for thinking you could not graduate because of me, why did you make my relationship fall apart? Did you hate me even before having a reason to hate me?”. The younger finally found her voice back to reply.

“No, because I fucking liked you Rui.”

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“What?”. Rui was confused, she was very confused. Overwhelmed, panicking and so so so confused. What was going on? Was Wumuti playing another cruel joke on her? “I might be dumb, but I will not fall for this. You ripped apart my life for your own pleasure, you did it because you are a bad person and I will not let you twist my reality any more! I will not stand here and listen to you lie.” She got up to leave, not even bothering with her notes. She just knew she had to get out before Wumuti saw the tears lining her eyes.

A hand was grabbing her wrist, another pushing her shoulder making her face the person she dreaded the most. “Don’t fucking act like I didn’t do you a favor.” Was all Wumuti said before pushing her against the wall near the doorway. “You wanted to escape, you told me so yourself right fucking here and I gave you an out. I gave you another chance to start anew, I did not ruin your life Rui.”

“You did! I never asked for your help! I would have stayed in that fucking relationship till the end of time because it meant I did not have to be alone every single day, like I have been for all my life.” Rui was struggling to breath properly now, she had always hated confrontations for this reason. She was unstable and unable to control her anger, she always cried when she got angry. No one wanted to talk to an emotionally unstable, dysfunctional person.

“you begged me with your eyes. To get you out, to show you what you were missing out on. And that’s exactly what I wanted to do. Every single day you spent with him, you were losing your shine. Your smile was fake, so was your happiness. The only real thing you had going on for you was knowing that you would never actually be whole with him.”

“And that was fine! Because I do not know how to be whole. I don’t know how I can actually be happy and satisfied in life. I have no idea Wumuti, but atleast he gave me stability, he gave a role to play, someone’s girlfriend. And now, I am absolutely nothing.” Rui replied, whispering by the end and fully losing her strength to fight back. Wumuti was still holding her wrist in her hand, her other hand clutching her cardigan.

“Look at me” Wumuti said while grabbing her chin to force her to look up. Rui felt a feeling of calm wash over her. Finally, she was able to tell someone, anyone about how she actually felt and also because she had not been held safely in so long, that only now her mind was able to stop overworking and relax.

Wumuti’s eyes roamed her face, noticing her tears flowing and her lips wobbling. In that moment, unbeknown to Rui, she decided something. Before either of them could say anything more, a force was pulling them closer. The older’s lips pressed against hers and a soft breath of relief slipped her mouth without permission.

They were kissing now. Rui was kissing Wumuti, a girl. Rui was finally kissing a girl. More like Wumuti was kissing her as she was still stuck in time. But Rui’s hands still found their way upto her shoulders. “What…?” Rui whispered as Wumuti pulled back to suck in some air. Rui was still robbed of it, breathless and truly lost. Before she could spiral again, Wumuti grabbed her hands to harshly pin them against the wall above her head.

This finally broke the trance she landed in and made her realize who she was actually kissing, who was really holding her now. Before her internal struggle could fully manifest and let her break away from the older, Wumuti’s lips were back on hers; stronger and more persistent this time.

Rui made a noise at the back of her throat, like a meek animal cornered by a predator. But it was swallowed by Wumuti’s hungry lips as soon as it left. The red haired switched her grip to hold both of Rui’s hands in one of hers and dragged the other down, first touching her neck, then brushing against her chest to finally land on her waist. Grabbing her side in a mean grip, she used it to slam her hips back against the wall. Now fully flushed with the cold wall behind, all Rui could do was try to chase the warmth the older offered.

Wumuti dragged her lips against her jaw, finally landing on her pulsing neck only to shove her knee between the younger’s thigh. A loud moan left Rui, one that she could definitely not stop. The feeling of Wumuti’s tongue and lips on her neck combined with the knee pressing against her heat was enough to make her go fully numb. Only Wumuti’s name existing in her vocabulary at this moment.

“You’re just a slut, aren’t you?” Wumuti whispered in her ear while shoving her thigh harder against her. All Rui could reply with was a whine, too deep in unknown pleasure. “You look like you will take everything I give you. It was this easy all along? Just my tongue in your mouth and you already act like you forgot everything.” That scoff should have bought Rui back to the reality, it should have made her stop grinding on Wumuti’s thigh like a touch starved animal, but it just fueled the fire slowly burning inside her.

Her hand now left her waist, slowly trailing up and inside her cardigan and t-shirt. The feeling of cold hands on her rib cage made her shudder, which turned into a moan as the hand went even higher to grab her chest. The overwhelming feeling of Wumuti’s cold fingers pinching her nipple meanly was enough to draw a tear out of her eyes. “Good girl, come on, keep grinding like a desperate whore.” No one else had been mean to her during sex. Why had no one else done this before? She wasn’t even touched where she wanted the most and she was already on the verge of combusting.

The pressure against her heat was too much and too little. Her arms were loosing feeling by being held up against her head for that long and her chest tingled from the abuse. Just when she thought it was just enough, Wumuti harshly took her hands and knee away to turn her around, pushing her face first against the wall. She could now feel how the older was not unaffected either, her hardness apparent in pressing against her ass.

But now it was cold, suddenly Rui was cold. Before she could turn around to assess the issue, a cold “go home” was jabbed at her. A one eighty from the warmth she felt just mere seconds ago. She turned around slowly, just to be met with a hard gaze and arms crossed over her chest. She looked mean again. Rui did not like this one bit.

But alas, good at following instructions and nothing else, she turned around to put her shoes on. Rui always knew that she was never enough for anyone, now she just had to spend multiple hours thinking about if she moaned too loudly or acted too desperate for Wumuti to kick her out like this. Maybe she needs more makeup next time to make her look more appealing. Lost in thought, she does not notice Wumuti walking around the room to collect her stuff and hand it to her. She takes all of it with her head lowered and no complaints in her throat.

“Rui.” Wumuti finally breaks the silence. The younger finally looks up, eyes still glossy with tears. “I need to get tested. I knew if I went any further with you, I would not be able to stop myself from devouring you fully. I haven’t really practiced… save sex over the last month. Come back tomorrow after your classes?”

“Oh.” Rui responds, still confused and now even jealous. Rui saw the woman leave Wumuti’s place today. That is all she will be in a day, leaving her house because her ‘time was up’. The thought hurts something inside of her, but the opportunity to share a bed with another body after so long stays more important than her own feelings. So, she nods and turns to leave.

After an everything shower that lasted almost two hours and will probably double her water bill, she finally decides to close her eyes and go to bed. The whole day plays in her mind. The emotional turmoil gives her whiplash, the feeling of Wumuti’s lips not leaving her mind and the hurt of her words from the past year being omnipresent. Maybe tomorrow will be better.

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Wumuti absolutely did not need to get tested. She knew she was clean, gotten checked just a few days ago. She just blurted out the first reason that came to her mind after seeing the devastating expression on Rui's face. She really could not disappoint her anymore.

Rui, her precious Rui. They had never been close, nothing more than a nod in greeting across the hallway. But things had changed a few months before the halloween party last year. She was in an empty recording room working on her part of the final showcase when she heard it. Sobs, loud but muffled from just next door. The rooms had soundproofing, but the vacuum seal had to be turned on every time after entering the room. Maybe the person next door forgot? 'Another headache to add' Wumuti thought to herself while starting to pack up to try and find another empty room far far away from the pathetic crying.

"Turn the soundproofing on!" Wumuti knocked on the door besides her room as an attempt on not having to actually move. She heard the person inside go silent and then shuffling followed by footsteps and the door being opened. She really wasn't ready to see the person behind that door.

Wumuti knew about Rui through Hyun who was a year under her in the music department. She saw them together sometimes but always wondered what their deal was as she never saw them close like a couple or far apart enough like friends.

"Oh, hi, um...'m so sorry for bothering you." Rui murmured turning to find the switch for the soundproofing- "sorry again but... how do i turn it on?". Oh fuck me, Wumuti thought to herself. Well, pretty girls crying had always been a weakness of hers and the way the younger's tears glistened in her eyes and her snot made her lips glow was doing something to the older. Regaining her composure Wumuti walked forward to enter the room, she really wasn't able to make her vocal chords function anymore.

"you know, you cannot really cry a river in here. No water in the recording rooms or something. The university is really protective over their equipment." Oh great, what an awkward start to the conversation. Wumuti really needed to pull herself together.

"Sorry, I was not aware, I'll leave-"

"No! No don't! I was kidding. Cry as much as you want!" Well that sounded really rude- "I mean, I was joking. You can do whatever you want in here. But any particular reason you were sobbing your throat out in the music building while you don't even go here?". She managed to save the conversation by a hair.

"Ah... I just came to see my boyfriend. Um, you know him i think- his name is Hyun." Rui continued after wiping her face of the remaining tears, "and things didn't go very well. So well, here I am. But thank you for explaining the- system? to me. I am really sorry for bothering you, again."

That day itself, Wumuti knew she had a crush. She hadn't been in a long term relationship since Highschool due to her own preferences, but suddenly it was impossible to quite down the inexplicable need to protect the brunette from her obviously mean and toxic boyfriend (she just thought the same about all men).

The image of the young woman with red eyes and a heavy heart was hard to erase. The next time they had a conversation was at Wumuti's halloween party with a tipsy Rui leaning on her shoulder and whispering out all her secrets. How she wanted to be held by a girl like Wumuti and be able to brush her hands through someone's long hair and feel understood in a way that she could only imagine.

Rui had kissed her cheek before grabbing the cigarette from between Wumuti's lips and stomping it out. She left and for a few seconds, the loud sounds from the party were able to slip outside.

Wumuti decided to do what she did for selfish reasons, yes, but also because of what she saw when she finally went inside. Rui, standing with her head down and listening to her boyfriend shout at her in front of a bunch of students from their university about how 'she should not be smoking'. Rui looked absolutely defeated, the smile in her eyes and her little giggles from just a few minutes ago fully gone.

Wumuti knew what she had to do. She had heard the gossip too, how the tall future idol with amazing vocals was suddenly paying too much attention to someone who was clearly not his girlfriend. She knew it wasn't right but there was no other way to get Rui out of there and in her arms than making her see the reality from her own eyes.

Just a few months later she had failed her final showcase. The only thing that her ex-partner said to her was 'this is for my sister, Louis' before he left. Wumuti was sure she had heard Rui, there was no doubt in her mind. After the emotional outburst Hyun had let out on her, she was sure that either of them could be seeking revenge. The only detail she had forgot to explore was the possibility of Zhang hao talking about Louis, also from the music department who had begged Wumuti to not leave her after they slept together a few times. She never blamed herself for all the hearts she broke. She thought that telling them once 'this will never be serious for me' was enough, but clearly not? Louis really did not leave an impression on Wumuti and she tormented an innocent Rui for almost a year over a made up scenario in her head.

Guilt was a silly thing to her, really. She never felt it in the magnitude she did now. The all consuming feeling of guilt had come out as soon as she turned Rui to face the wall. Just how easy it was to have Rui fully plaint under her had really scared her. The younger was there, in her apartment, after suffering through all the mean words Wumuti had thrown at her fully handing herself over to her tormentor like nothing else mattered.

Wumuti could not take it in that moment, knowing that she could do whatever she wanted to Rui right then and there and she would take it? It was too great of a power play and too early. She had to let her go home and calm down so she could think for herself again.

Unfortunately, the older was still choking on the apologies sitting below her chest, too afraid to voice them to be met with no forgiveness. But all she knew was that she had to prove to Rui how sorry she was by actually showing it to her, in all the ways possible.

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Rui had never really made good decisions in her life. From leaving her family behind in their small town to choosing her university and even her last boyfriend. She skipped her intercultural class to spend two whole hours on ripping her closet apart and doing her makeup. She knew that she was going into this with the wrong intentions, she also knew that she was going to get hurt badly sooner or later. But the need for warmth and validation from someone who was not her professor was growing day by day.

She finally rang the bell as soon as the clock hit seven, too nervous to wait any longer in the fear of backing out. Rui never really had felt the way she did yesterday with anyone... The comfort of Wumuti's hands and her gaze had already made her forget everything leaving her mind dumb and open. Before she could fix her hair again, the door opened to reveal Wumuti- still in her pajamas with the loud noise of her television in the back.

"Rui-" She said breathlessly, "I thought you were the takeout guy... you really showed up, huh?"

Pathetic. Rui really felt like the most desperate person on the earth. Wumuti did not expect her back. She probably made up a reason to send her away yesterday! And now here she was, dressed up in her cutest grey pleated skirt while the older payed her no attention.

"Oh- I'm sorry, I think I should leave. I thought you really wanted me to come back?" Wumuti stared at her for a few seconds, offering no response and further fueling the feeling of rejection brewing in Rui's stomach. But before she could walk away, Wumuti stepped aside and mumbled a 'come inside'.

Rui naturally listened, entering inside to put her bag on the floor and bent down to take her shoes off. Before she could fully remove them, a weight was suddenly pressed against her ass while a hand snaked forward to grab her neck. The hand pushed her upright from her neck, now fully flushed with the warm body behind her.

"Did you dress up all pretty just for me?" Wumuti's lips brushed her ear as she whispered causing a shudder to pass through her neck and downwards, her hand tightening around her neck just a little more. Rui couldn't reply, too unstable with the sudden change in Wumuti's emotions. She didn't need to, Wumuti was already spinning her around to push her against the same wall from yesterday, only this time she wrapped her arms under her knees to lift her up.

A gasp finally broke free from Rui's mouth which was immediately swallowed by the older's mouth. Her lips were aggressive, much more than yesterday and Rui fought against her lungs to keep up. They were moving now, the destination all but unknown to Rui. All she could focus on was Wumutis hand's supporting her by grabbing her ass and her unlaced shoes thumping on the floor behind them.

Wumuti walked blindly, with her lips still on the younger's. Her mind went towards the image of Wumuti doing this to countless other people, for her to be able to find her way blindly. Before she could really ruin her mood by thinking about it, her back landed on soft blankets and pillows, her arms falling free from being wrapped around Wumuti's neck.

The older was standing on the floor at the edge of the bed while Rui squirmed and tried to fix her skirt to stop it from exposing too much. Wumuti snapped her fingers before she could- "Eyes on me and your hands above your head. Do not fucking move, I'll be back."

Where is she going? A few tears escaped her eyes slid down her face as she watched Wumuti leave, not in a mind space to make sense of her entering the bathroom, probably to grab all the stuff they would need. Before Rui could spiral anymore, Wumuti was back now in the space between Rui's legs. Her skirt riding up more to show the white lace panties and her top scrunched up to show a silver of her stomach. Wumuti knew that Rui was always a sight to behold, but having her like this under her was surreal.

"God you're perfect. I wish i could tie you up right here and watch you beg and squirm for me to touch you." Wumuti trailed her hands up Rui's side, sliding her top even further to reveal her naked chest, nipples hard from the cold air in the room.

"You would like that too much though, wouldn't you?" Wumuti said and before Rui could respond in anyway, her words turned into a loud moan as Wumuti's hand came down to land a sharp to her breast. Rui unconsciously lifted her hips from the bed, grinding upwards to Wumuti's hips. The hiss that left the older's lips after feeling her warmth on her cock had tingles going up the younger's spine. Before Rui could repeat the action in search of more friction, Wumuti's hand slapped down on her chest again and twisted her hard bud between her fingers.

"Slut, stop moving." Wumuti ordered meanly, "Do I have to tie you up?"

The offer hit Rui's brain again, making her squirm even more- "No, no-I promise I will behave! Please just touch me..." The thought of being unable to grab onto Wumuti while she pounded into her was too much. Not now, later. It was too much for the amount of desperation she was feeling.

Rui did not understand just yet all the feelings behind Wumuti's stare on her face. The same heavy eyes trailed downwards finally landing where Rui needed her the most. The hand on her breast finally stopped their presistent torture just to trail down slowly and land a harsh slap on her pussy. "You wore this just for me?" Wumuti asked, already knowing that the woman under her was too gone to make sense of her words, let alone answer her.

Shoving her panties to the side, Wumuti finally caressed her folds softly. The touch was a huge contrast to her mean words coming through her current headspace. Rui was already withering under her, shaking from being held in such a secure way after so many months of loneliness. Even when she was with Hyun, she never felt so... special. So fragile. Wumuti treating her in the way she had always desired left her just wanting more and more.

"Please- more? Please?" Rui managed to get some words out with most of them sounding slurred. Unfortunately for her this did the opposite of what she wanted. Wumuti fully pulled her hand away from her wet folds, trailing it up again. Rui could feel each single nerve in her body lit up with every single spot Wumuti's wet fingers landed on tingling. Her hand stopped right at the side of her neck with her thumb caressing her jaw- with so much... love?

"Beg me nicely Rui, you're good aren't you? you can do it. Come on now"

"Yes! Yes- wanna be good! Good for you, please just-" Wumuti cut her off before she could blabber all her self respect away. Rui felt the older's hand slowly wrapping around her neck. She did realize that her squirming was just getting worse and worse, but no power in that moment could stop her from feeling how she felt; finally- worth something.

"'Please just' who Rui? You know what you should be calling me. Say it baby, and I will give you exactly what you want."

Wumuti's fingers kept tightening around her throat as she finished her sentence. Rui felt so safe with her that she wouldn't even resist if she kept tightening them till she could not take a single breath, letting her last moments be under someone who hurt her so much. No over ever touched her the way Wumuti did, no one ever ripped inside her chest to squeeze her heart before. "Noona... noona please, please just touch me! I can't I really can't anymore-"

With the blood flow to her brain now slowed down, every touch and every look made her body light up on fire. Wumuti kept her hand on her throat and pulled the other one away from her interlocked hands to impatiently pull her panties down. "You'll be a good girl for noona right? you will listen to her now? just her? tell me you will-tell me how you're my good girl"

"Ah- yes! yes noona, please i'm your good girl- just yours!" Rui screamed out as Wumuti finally shoved two of her fingers inside her with the palm of her hand lightly brushing her clit on every thrust.

Rui was losing her mind to pleasure. She did not care about disobeying Wumuti as she bought her own hands down to grab onto the older's hand which was still lightly holding her from the throat. Her two fingers kept moving inside Rui in quick successions. Wumuti's eyes never left Rui's face throughout this, she realized as she opened her own to understand if the pace and speed of the abuse on her walls was a punishment or a result of lust. As soon as their eyes connected, Rui knew that Wumuti was as lost to pleasure as her.

"Fuck. You're so fucking gorgeous." Wumuti muttered under her breath as she finally took her fingers out. Rui thought she would get a break to breathe but as soon as the thought entered her brain, Wumuti's fingers were in her mouth with her own taste all over them. She licked them subconsciously, swirling her tongue around the digits even before Wumuti told her to. Her body was then dragged upright so Wumuti could remove her sweater- her lips on hers as soon it was gone. The claiming hold of the older's hand around her neck was as soothing as it was arousing. It kept making her realize how safe she was here.

Kisses trailed down her body and stopped just above her pelvic bone. Rui looked down to try and so something, anything to make Wumuti speed up and give her exactly what she wanted. The older kept that eye contact as she trailed even lower till her lips surrounded the younger's clit. A moan was pulled out of her lips as Wumuti started sucking around it, her fingers now rubbing along her folds before entering her again.

The combination of her tongue stimulating her clit and her fingers hitting her insides just right pulled Rui into an arch, the arrow ready to let loose any moment. With the final push of Wumuti removing her mouth just to slap her clit in quick successions had her whole body tightening up before going limp in orgasmic bliss.

Before she could recover or even open her eyes, her body was flipped landing her face down and ass up on the bed. Wumuti's fingers entered her again just to be even more rough and faster than before. "Ah- ngh, noona I- I can't-" A slap landed harshly on her ass before she could even finish her pathetic attempt of a sentence, making her keen loudly.

"You said you wanted to be my good girl right? So you will take whatever I give you tonight and don't fucking complain." Her words were punctuated with another loud slap the area getting red because of the abuse. "Yes noona- yes 'm good" She sobbed into her arms.

Silence followed her words and her hands left her body. Rui could not stop shaking on the bed. The arousal overflowing in her veins and her impatience growing. She heard clothes ruffling behind her and the noise of plastic wrappers but refused to move from the position Wumuti put her in.

She could feel the warmth of the older coming closer again. Her warm length finally rubbing against her folds as Wumuti entered her slowly. Both of their breaths were coming out in short huffs which felt too loud in the quiet room. Rui should have felt embarrassed after hearing the squelch of her wet pussy as Wumuti finally slid her entire length inside her. But she felt proud. She wanted to be good, wanted to be wet and ready for her noona.

It was clear that Wumuti's patience was wearing thin if her immediate fast and punishing pace was anything to go by. Rui felt herself being pushed up the bed from the force of her thrusts and tried to hold onto the sheets. Before her body could slip any further, Wumuti's strong arm snaked upwards and wrapped around her throat again. This time a bit lower, to not accidentally choke the younger as she lifted her upper body from the bed. Both of them were now on their knees, Rui's back pressed flush to Wumuti's chest as she pounded inside her. Both of their moans sounding like a melody together.

"Kiss- please, Noona, please kiss me- I need it-" her face was turned to the side before she could even finish her sentence and Wumuti's lips were on her's. It could barely be considered a kiss the way the older was devouring her face, her teeth and tongue acting as if marking their territory.

The angle of Wumuti's cock hitting her insides had her already shaking but the addition of her hand starting to rub her oversensitive clit pushed her over into another orgasm. Her whole body shook through it and she let out a soft sigh after hearing Wumuti praise her for being good and letting go.

But she did not let up on the torture to her insides, instead speeding up her thrusts and grabbing Rui from the back of her head to push her face on the bed once again.

"Fuck baby- I'm close, I know you can take it" Her stamina seemed impossible to compete with. Rui's body already felt like it was floating in oversensitivity after her first orgasm. "Baby, can you come again? Fuck, the way you clenched down on me drove me crazy-" Wumuti asked. Rui had not energy left to answer so she just shook her head in a yes. Anything for her noona.

Wumuti leaned her weight forward, putting her chin on Rui's shoulder as her hands snaked under and grabbed Rui's breasts. Rui tried to protest the mean hands pinching and pulling her sensitive nipples but it just egged the older into putting more force behind her thrusts. Rui was already hiccuping with each thrust now, her pussy feeling like molten lava and her clit pulsing.

Rui did not think that she needed anything else to cum again, but Wumuti was persistent. Her hand went down to Rui's pussy to trace the area where her cock entered her repeatedly. Before soon, her finger was rubbing circles on her clit- pushing the younger over the edge of a violent orgasm.

She could feel her pussy throb wildly and Wumuti's thrusts growing irregular- a sign of her finally finishing. With just a few more thrusts Rui felt the warmth of her release leaking in the condom before she collapsed into an unconscious exhausted state, not even twitching when the loud bell rang.

"Fuck, I totally forgot about my food!"

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Wumuti watched her sleep for a while. She ate her food and saved some leftovers for the younger, but if asked, she would never accept that she kept the biggest pieces of meat aside.

The night... was a lot. She did not think that Rui would actually show up, hoping that the reality of their situation would hit her. Wumuti was selfish, so very selfish. But now, all she could think about while cleaning Rui up was how... she should not be here, in her bed, trusting her with her whole heart.

She was scared for her. It was clear that the brunette's mind was not in a good state, considering how she gave all of her to someone who somehow forcefully isolated her from her only 'friends' and continued to throw unnecessary remarks her way. And that too almost every single day? Just to see tears in her eyes. The guilt was hitting her hard and fast. She was confused between being selfish by keeping Rui or letting her go, maybe to watch her grow from far away.

But she knew deep down what she actually believed. No one ever on the planet deserved the innocence and love that Rui had to offer- except her, of course. Her fingers that were caressing the younger's hair now trailed down to her lips, tracing their outline just to miss how they felt on hers.

That must have woken Rui up, for she started to squirm in her sleep and slowly opened her eyes. "Noona...? please stay with me? Please? Even if it's just for now?" The younger mumbled softly, her voice tired and her eyes drooping.

Wumuti physically had no other option than lifting the blanket to fit herself between Rui's arms, bringing her head to rest on her chest, "I'm here baby, I will stay however long you will have me."

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The first thing that Rui noticed after waking up were the yellow stains on Wumuti's t-shirt. Her face was pressed so close to Wumuti's chest that every inhale and exhale of slow breaths moved her head with it. She moved her head to be able to look at the older's face, just to find her already staring. The events of last night slowly crawled back in her head, shooting a sudden shockwave of arousal and shame through her. Her brain went into overdrive immediately and she subconsciously tried to pull away from the closeness, closeness that she was sure she didn't deserve.

"Stop thinking. You just woke up and you're running your brain on overdrive already? Hmm...? What are you thinking baby?" Wumuti's words made her pause her moments, she took a deep breath before looking at the older again.

"Good morning... Uh- I'm sorry for... falling asleep? I should have not stayed over uninvited, 'm really sorry-" Her chin was grabbed before she could finish her sentence, Wumuti making her swallow her words with a kiss. The touch of their lips was the same as before but somehow even more persistent in the way that Rui could feel all the emotions behind it.

The older broke off the kiss, now trailing her thumb along the curve of her upper lip. "I want you here. Do my actions not show you that? Do you want me to tell you in every other way possible about how badly I want you here?". Tears were already making their way into Rui's eyes no matter how hard she tried to fight them. There was a lump in her throat, something between a sob and the fear of rejection and abandonment choking her airway. All she wanted to do was be close to Wumuti. To be as close as possible in every way that existed. She bought her hands to the back of her red hair, using the leverage to bring her lips back to hers.

"Mhm- baby, I would love to kiss you all day and you being naked and so soft under me is really making my patience thin-" Rui cut her off with a whine, trying everything in her power to connect them in a kiss again. This just probed Wumuti to bring her hand to wrap around Rui's neck again, pushing her head flush with the pillow again, "Tch, don't interrupt me. As I was saying, we are gonna get up, get dressed and have some breakfast. Then we will talk. And then I will have you again. Do you understand?"

Rui just nodded because before she knew, she was being lifted up to a seating position, the blanket pooling around her waist. Wumuti was already standing at the edge of the bed, but she paused to give the younger a long look starting from her eyes going down till her waist. Rui squirmed, trying to cover up her chest.

"Don't do that Rui, don't you dare hide anything from me." Wumuti pulled the blanket away from her fully as she dragged her again to stand. She walked them towards her closet, pulling out a soft t-shirt to put it on Rui, the fabric barely covering anything under her ass. Before Rui could ask for some kind of bottoms, they were already walking towards the direction of the kitchen.

She was now sat on the kitchen stool while Wumuti moved around slicing things for the pan on the stove. They managed to eat in silence, not even a moment of it being awkward, just... domestic.

Once they settled down on the couch and Wumuti put on a random episode of a sitcom on, the silence gave Rui too much time to overthink. Why was Wumuti not saying anything? Didn't she want to talk? About them? Or was there just not anything to talk about?

She played with the fabric of Wumuti's t-shirt nervously, pulling and releasing the edge and slowly clawing her lip with her teeth. Rui always had a hard time understanding other people's feelings or social queues therefore she always assumed the worst. So even if it actually happened, she would not be too disappointed. But Wumuti was not just anyone. She could smell her worry from her place at the other end of the couch.

"Oh baby, I'm sorry, did I leave you alone too long? Is your mind making up shit again huh?" A wave of relief washed over her as the older finally said something. "Come here" Wumuti all but ordered while patting her lap and Rui was a very weak person. She went over immediately, settling down on Wumuti's thighs with her face burying instantly in the juncture between her head and shoulder.

She didn't want to talk. The only thing on her mind was existing in the older's warmth as her hands surrounded her back and caressed her hair in a gentle rhythm. Her eyes were already closing again but before she could fall asleep, Wumuti started- "I... I really want you here, Rui. As long as you want to stay. With me and just... exist together." The words made the younger move her head to stare into Wumuti's eyes. Just to make sure that it was actually real.

Before she could reply, Wumuti interrupted her with pressing her index finger to her lips, successfully shutting her up. "I... I know how much I hurt you baby, you deserved absolutely none of it- no no, no don't you dare pout, let me apologize. I don't do this like ever. But with you, I really want a good start.

"Anyways, I really liked you. Since the day I first saw you with tears on your face. Something told me that I just had to have you so those shiny tears would never touch your face again. But I'm filled with anger, I grew up angry. At the world, at myself and for every little thing I did imperfectly. Just the thought of you not wanting me back was enough for my rage to blind me. I... I didn't even confirm that it was you or not. I just assumed that because you didn't run to me, you hated me." The older had to pause the take a deep breath and stabilize her voice again. It was shaking with unsaid words and her eyes glossy with unshed tears.

"But you still gave me a chance. And I know why, I know that if you weren't where you are mentally, which is also partially because of me, we wouldn't be here. I hate that as much as I love it. But now, all I want is to be here and to help you. I don't need anything from you but for you to trust me again. I don't need you to forgive me now, I know that you think you already do, but the more you heal the more you will realize how deep my words cut. But please, let me help you heal?"

Rui was at a loss of words. She knew that not a single word Wumuti said was false but her instincts just wanted to downplay her own emotions to be more empathetic to Wumuti. She knew deep down that there was a long journey ahead of them, her scars coming forward anytime she was given a moment to think. The question of 'What if she still thinks I deserve to be alone?' at the forefront of her brain. But the real push came from inside, like her heart knew what the truth really was.

She couldn't express her emotions. Atleast not without breaking down. So she did the next best thing. She kissed Wumuti, who had tears trailing down her cheeks and showed the elder in her actions that she would in fact, stay.

They broke apart after a while, maybe a few minutes or just a few seconds. But the way Wumuti looked at her had Rui squirming on her lap again, emotions heightened beyond what she could handle. Tears were inevitable, now both of them spotting matching red eyes and glossy cheeks.

"Rui, baby, say something. Please don't let this kiss be a goodbye?". Oh right, maybe not saying anything after someone expressed their insecurities and doubts wasn't the right option. She would feel abandoned too!

"I could never say goodbye, Muti. I never want to hear that word from you. Never again."