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“And then what?” Hyunjin asks, excitedly sipping her iced tea, the wet condensation dripping onto the table.
“And then I walked out! Threesomes aren’t my thing… Plus I only really liked Wooyoung-unnie. Not the guy…” Lixie groans, smashing her head onto the table into her arms. Hyunjin runs a sympathetic hand up and down the younger’s back.
“Lixie, it’s okay, just contact her again and ask to hang out, just you and her.” Minhee adds, taking her attention off of her phone to assure the younger.
“But unnie! What if that was a deal breaker or someth-”
“You’re being dramatic.” Jeongin rolls her eyes as she hand feeds Lixie a bite of her salad. Lixie tries to protest amongst the food in her mouth, but ultimately fails to get the words out of her mouth.
“Wait, what happened between you and Jisung-oppa?” Hyunjin asks, still patting Lixie’s back.
“We drifted apart, I don’t know. He said he was busy with exams, and then we just never really had a chance to talk.” Lixie mumbles, pouting and eyes glassy. If anyone’s a desperate romantic, it’s definitely Lixie, she needs a partner as soon as possible, just so Minhee doesn’t have to listen to these conversations anymore.
“Lixie, the day you get a partner is the day I rest in peace.” Minhee sighs, getting ready to pack her bags and leave the café.
“Unnie? Where are you going? Did I bore you with my love life talk?” Lixie begins, looking up at Minhee with watery eyes. Minhee feels a wave of sympathy overcome her, and she rubs Lixie’s head affectionately.
“I have a bio-tech class right now. Catch you guys later? At the dorms?” Lixie nods and Minhee waves goodbye to her friends, catching the nearest bus to campus. Minhee will never tell anyone, but she really does like school, especially her bio-tech class. She’s naturally excelled at school, but science just speaks to her. When Minhee gets there, she sets her bags down at a desk. She's early, she miscalculated the wait for the bus and ended up coming thirty minutes before class starts.
‘I’ll just take a nap…’ She tells herself, a bit exhausted from studying the night before. She rests her head on her arms and feels her long brown locs brush against her arms. She drifts away, closing her eyes and letting the sound of the empty classroom lull her into sleep. She’s startled out of her sleep when she feels a broad hand tap her shoulder.
“Sorry… are you okay?” a soft voice asks, as Minhee shakes herself out of sleep. She leans up and wipes the sleep from her eyes, looking at the figure looming over her. He’s tall, fluffy brown hair perfectly falling against his face, eyes wide like a puppy’s. She stares at him with wide eyes.
‘He’s kind of cute…’ She blushed.
“Oh- Yeah. Sorry, I was taking a nap. Do you need to sit here?” She asks bashfully. The boy lights up and Minhee thinks it’s adorable.
“Oh- no, it’s okay.” He stutters, cheeks turning pink.
“It's okay, I don’t mind. I would love to sit next to someone as cute as you.” Minhee teases, which is out of character for her. Normally she would be bothered that somebody's talking to her for as long as he is right now. But, he’s cute, so he gets a pass. The boy just flushes at her words and scrambles to sit down next to her. His thin thighs brush up against Minhee’s thicker, more toned ones. The fabric of his jeans rubbing against her bare skin underneath the hem of her skirt. There’s a million other chairs in the whole lecture room, but Minhee forced him to sit with her. What does that say about her?
“Thanks. I-I’m Seungmin, Kim Seungmin.” He stutters out, turning to his side to bow to Minhee. “I’m a second year student, it’s nice to meet you.” Minhee bows back.
“Lee Minhee, third year.” She replies bowing again.
“Oh, is it okay if I call you noona, then?” He inquires. Minhee flushes and nods. The nickname does wonders for her. They end up chatting, and Minhee is listening in depth when he talks. He has a slight lisp, which is adorable. His lips are so full and pink and the defined slope of his nose makes him look so handsome. Minhee is wondering how they’ve never met before.
“So that’s how me and Jisung-hyung met.” Seungmin giggles, finishing the rest of his story.
“That’s crazy. Now I know Lixie’s future boyfriend is a freak who wears underwear on his head.” Minhee jokes, leaning into Seungmin as she laughs. As class starts and people pile into the classroom, Minhee is more focused on Seungmin. The way he writes his name, the way he bounces his legs when he’s thinking, the focused pout of his lips, the way he twirls his pencil. Oh shit. She’s whipped.
They exchanged phone numbers at the end of the class, but Minhee can’t stop looking at the unsent message to him. They haven’t initiated a conversation yet, and Minhee is desperate to see him again. She knows that he probably hasn’t had time yet, considering they exchanged phone numbers only a few hours ago, but Minhee just wants to talk to him again. She’s startled out of her daze when a familiar heat runs up from behind her and reaches out to hug her.
“Unnie!” Lixie exclaims, jumping up and down whilst still hugging. Minhee laughs and places her arms over where Lixie has wrapped hers around her neck. Minhee turns around and is greeted with the sight of her friends, plus Jisung.
“Oh, you brought Jisungie?” She asks, bowing her head towards his direction in a silent greeting. Felix hums, walking back to hold onto Jisung’s arm.
“Me and Jisung-oppa are going on a date! He didn’t want to leave his roommate at home, so he’s just gonna hang out with you! Is that okay?” Why does that sound familiar? Wait- isn’t his roommate Kim Seun-
“Hi, noona.” Seungmin begins, peeking out from behind Jisung and smiling a bit. Minhee smiles, albeit shocked for a second, but still smiles at him nonetheless. The couple leaves, and now the four are left by themselves. Hyunjin and Jeongin are determined to beat each other at Mario Kart, so Minhee takes this opportunity to drag Seungmin into her room.
“Is this your room?” He asks, scanning the walls and brushing his fingertips over the various photos taped onto her wall. Minhee hums as she digs around her bed to find a hair tie, and also to clean up as best as possible. She’s relatively clean compared to Lixie, but that doesn’t mean it’s clean clean. Seungmin flops onto her bed, sighing and melting into the sheets. “Your bed is so comfortable, what the heck.” He groans as he stretches his limbs and Minhee blushes at the noise.
“Thanks, but it’s not very warm. The sheets are thin but the mattress is super comfortable.” She rambles, adjusting herself on the bed so that she's sitting next to Seungmin.
“That’s horrible, noona. If you ever want to warm up, let me know. I could always help.” Minhee blushes furiously at the implication and turns to gawk at Seungmin’s forwardness. It isn’t until Seungmin and Minhee make eye contact that he stutters and fumbles with his words, desperately trying to correct himself. “No- no- I meant that I- I’m like- a human heater. S-so like, cuddles? B-but not like that!” Seungmin flushes, waving his hands around in embarrassment.
“It's okay, I get it.” Minhee calmly retorts. “You’re a man slut who warms other beds… got it…” Minhee teases and Seungmin whines and covers his face with his hands. They joke around more, Minhee grabbing her throw pillow and hurling it towards Seungmin’s face, as he reacts with a muffled ‘oof’. Minhee grabs Lixie’s weird shaped pillow with Changbin’s face on it and jokes about it. Somehow, they find themselves tangled together from laughing so much, Minhee’s slung over Seungmin’s legs and Seungmin’s leaning forward onto Minhee from laughing so much.
“Noona! Why would you say that! I’ll definitely tell Changbin-hyung next time I see him!” He giggles out, glistening white teeth poking out as he smiles wide. It makes Minhee fall for him harder.
“Don’t you dare!” She says between laughs. She leans her head into his thigh and nuzzles the bony skin there. She feels Seungmin tense up and silently giggles to herself. She turns onto her back to look up at Seungmin from where she’s laying down on his lap. He looks back down at her, the sunlight entering her room perfectly lighting up his golden skin.
Minhee reaches a hand up, running a finger down his jawline and the cursive of his nose. Her dainty fingers linger on Seungmin’s lips, feeling the skin there. Seungmin kisses the tip of her finger, bringing the digit to his mouth to kiss down her hand. She flushes and adjusts herself, sitting up to be face to face with him. With her finger still pulled up to his face, she leans in, the only thing separating his lips and hers are her fingers. Before, she can second guess, he leans in, dragging her wrist away from his lips as their lips touch.
Minhee’s fuller lips come into contact with his thinner ones, they move in tandem. Minhee sighs into the kiss as Seungmin uses his free hand that isn’t gripping her cheek to pull her into his lap. Minhee places her hands on Seungmin’s chest to prevent her from falling forward, and she lets her hands wander around his waist and broad shoulders. Seungmin uses his thumb to open her mouth wider, and she obliges. Once his tongue slips in, she lets out a soft moan into his mouth, feeling the warmth of his tongue explore the caverns of her mouth as their tongues tangle together.
Minhee has barely registered that her clit has begun throbbing until she grinds down onto Seungmin’s front. They let out moans in tandem as she continues to grind down on his lap, feeling the pressure on her clit makes her release waves of slick from her cunt as she continuously drips with arousal. Seungmin is making muffled grunts every time Minhee grinds down on his slowly hardening member, and his grip on her waist becomes tight with one hand as his other travels down her waist and back up from inside her baggy shirt. He cups Minhee’s tit from through her lace bra, squeezing sporadically. Minhee pops off of his mouth to tip her head back and whine, grinding down in a slow, stuttered motion, Seungmin leans in again to attach his lips to the expanse of her neck, licking and sucking, but not leaving any marks. Minhee whimpers and grips the back of his head as he nips at her collarbone. Seungmin leans forward to the point where Minhee falls on her back, the younger one on top of her. He leans down to chuck her shirt off, kissing down her exposed collarbone and down to her bra. He plays with the straps, pulling them back to snap against her skin. Minhee whines and grips Seungmin’s forearms in frustration.
“Hnngggh- s-stop Seungminnie.” She whimpers. Seungmin chuckles into her skin, and reaches behind Minhee to unclasp the bra with such mastery that Minhee is jealous of whoever he’s slept with before. Seungmin slides the bra down her arms and kisses her shoulders as he does so. Once her tits are free, he grabs one, kneading it in his palm, before attaching to the other one, leaving marks around it. Minhee whines, trying to get his mouth on her nipple, before Seungmin licks a stripe at the sensitive skin. She moans at the sensation.
“Ahnggh! S-seungminnie…” She moans, gripping his dark locs as he suctions his mouth around the nipple, using his other hand to pinch and knead the other. Minhee squirms, feeling her panties get wetter by the second as he plays with her. His slim arms and broad hands have her mind spinning, his focused face and big eyes. She can’t believe a man as handsome as Kim Seungmin is gripping her tits right now. She feels her clit throb and squirms around on the bed, needing him to touch her right now.
“Hhnmfmgnh- Seungmin- o-oppa, please.” She moans, trying to pull his crotch closer to hers. Seungmin bites his lips when he separates from her tit, a line of spit connecting his lips to her tits. Fuck. She can’t believe she just called him oppa.
“Fuck- yeah, what do you want.” He grunts out, voice a bit breathy. He runs his hands down Minhee’s sides and rubs circles into it. Minhee sighs at the touch.
‘T-take your clothes off.” She whispers, and Seungmin is quick to do so. He pulls his sweatshirt off, throwing it across the room, and slides his sweatpants off, clad in just his boxers. Minhee bites her lip, staring at his exposed body. Seungmin giggles and leans down to press a kiss to Minhee’s lips.
“You’re staring, noona.” He whispers against her lips.
“How can I not?” She whispers back, running her hands appreciatively up and down his chest. Seungmin pulls her into a kiss, running his hands down her sides to her skirt. He forgoes removing it, and slips under her skirt, running his hands up and down her inner thighs. Minhee quivers, trying to close her thighs and buck up into his hand. Her wishes are granted as he drags his palm back up and cups her warm cunt with his hand. She moans at the pressure.
“Your pussy is so warm and wet, just for me?” He asks, nipping along her jaw. Minhee nods her head aggressively, squirming to get him to put more pressure. Seungmin pulls his hand back and presses a finger to her clothed clit. Minhee lets out a stuttered moan as her hips jerk against his finger. Seungmin rubs tight circles into her clit from through the layer of fabric, and Minhee moans.
“Ah! Hfhghf- AH! S-seungmin-oppa, m-more! Mhhmph!” She moans, and Seungmin chuckles from above her. She only realizes the honorific after it had slipped out of her mouth.
“Whatever you say, noona.” He drags his hands up and into the band of her panties, slowly pulling them off her pussy. It sticks uncomfortably to her skin as he pulls it off, throwing it somewhere. Her cunt is exposed now, glistening with wetness and clit hard and throbbing. Minhee barely gets a whimper out, before Seungmin flips her legs up, placing them on his shoulders before he leans down to lick a stripe up her pussy. Her thighs quiver as she moans.
“AH! O-oppa…” Seungmin licks along her opening, pulling the fat folds of her pussy back to reveal her hard clit. Seungmin doesn’t hesitate to lean forward, suctioning the small nub as he licks back and forth with his tongue. Minhee moans, slapping a hand over her mouth, remembering that they’re not the only ones in the dorm. She makes eye contact with Seungmin, as he stares back at her, mouth making obscene noises as he licks into her dripping hole. He slurps into her wet hole and Minhee blushes furiously, gripping Seungmin’s hair tighter and thrusting her hips into his face erratically. He grips the underside of Minhee’s thick thighs, pressing them against her meaty tits as he dives his face further into her dripping cunt. His sharp nose bumps against her clit every time he moves his head.
“Fuck, noona, your pussy tastes so good.” Seungmin grunts between open mouthed kisses to her clit. Minhee squirms and moans, as Seungmin continues to lick into her hole. She feels the heat rising again in her abdomen, muffled moans barely escaping from her palm clasped over her mouth. She comes without a warning, hole clenching around nothing before feeling Seungmin draw away from her. She opens her watery eyes to glance at Seungmin, his chin wet and shining with her slick.
“Mmmmhngg… Seu-seungminnie-'' She whines, squirming around on the bed, reaching up to try and pull him down with her arms. Seungmin just shakes his head, wiping her slick away with the back of his hand.
“Give me a second, I want you to come on my dick.” He smirks, reaching his hand into his boxers to pull out his hard, red dick, bobbing against his stomach from how hard he is. Minhee drools, it’s slim but long, and a vein runs alongside the under, his tip peaks out, wet with pre-come. Seungmin uses a hand to slide down Minhee’s wet cunt, gathering the slick to jerk himself off. He grips his dick and swiftly runs his fist down his shaft, grunting every time he twists his hand until it reaches the tip of it. Minhee thinks she can come just from watching him like this. Eventually, he pulls off his dick with a sigh, and shuffles forwards on his knees to align his dick with Minhee’s wet hole, slapping his dick against the wet surface. Minhee squirms at the slight pressure to her clit, jerking every time his hard tip lands a hit.
“Condom?” he asks, but Minhee shakes her head.
“Don’t have one, ‘s okay, just pull out.” she murmurs, eager to get him inside of her.
“But what about-” Seungmin begins.
“I’m clean, are you?” Minhee frustratingly inquires. Seungmin hesitantly nods his head.
“Then get on with it!” Minhee whines, spreading her legs as an invitation. She drags her hands down to her opening, spreading her folds to reveal her twitching wet hole. Seugmin bites his lip, leaning forward to rub the tip of his dick against her hole. Seungmin falls forward, one arm braced on the side of her head, as he slowly pushes in. It’s been a long time since Minhee has had something inside of her, her most recent hook-ups being with girls, but it feels nice. She feels her walls stretching to accommodate the girth, and Seungmin grunts heavily above her. She can feel when his hips come into contact with hers, and she moans, feeling his lean body, tracing the small curve of his waist. Seungmin pants heavily, and Minhee can feel him twitch inside every time Minhee shuffles, no doubt clenching around him right now. The younger leans forward, pushing his face into the crook of Minhee’s neck, breathing heavily and smelling her perfume. His hot breath fans across her neck, tickling the hair there. She can tell it’s hard for him to hold back, and she’s grateful for his patience. She threads her fingers into his hair, petting the locs, a silent ‘yes’ for him to move. Seungmin nods his head into her neck, slowly pulling his hips out halfway and ramming back in aggressively. Minhee moans, the action jostling her up the bed further, and her hands immediately travel to Seungmin’s arms. Seungmin doesn’t go east on her, groaning into her neck upon every thrust of his hips, his dick hitting the deepest part inside of her. She pants and moans. She swears she can feel him in her guts.
“Ha-hah- Seung-seungminnie- oppa- d-daddy- hnnggng- AH!” She babbles, moaning like an idiot as the nicknames fall out of her mouth against her will. She doesn’t register the words until she can hear Seungmin repress a moan into her neck, nipping at the skin there. Seungmin rams into her, the wet squelching of her pussy echoing across the room. Seungmin angles his hips up, and Minhee grips his shoulders tighter, one hand coming up to the sheets next to her head.
“AH!- fuck! T-there- d-daddy fuck.” She grinds her hips upwards into him, and Seungmin detaches from her neck, sitting up to hammer into her faster, gripping her hips with a brutal grip, bound to leave marks.
“F-fuck, noona, your pussy is sucking me in. S-so good. Only f-for me.” He groans, running his hands up and down her sides, before reaching up and gripping her tits, using the flesh as leverage to drag her down on his cock again and again. Minhee moans at the dual stimulation, arching her back into his hands. “I knew from the moment I saw your ass in that- hah- cute skirt that I needed to fuck you. Fuck.” He groans, tipping his head back as he grinds into her sweet spot repeatedly. Minhee’s a babbling mess, rolling her head around the pillow and moaning like a slut. Seungmin drags his other hand down to her hip, thumb nudging at her clit. He rubs fast circles into it, his other hand beginning to dig into her nipple.
“AH! S-seungminnie- I- I’m- hgnfggh!” She moans, eyes shutting as she traps Seungmin between her thighs, feeling her cunt pulse around Seungmin. The younger groans, but continues to hammer into her. His hand on her clit never falters, and her head reels with the force of two orgasms already. She shakes her head, babbling ‘no no no too much’ as Seungmin thrusts into her harder than before, chasing his release as he rubs at the overstimulated, sensitive nub.
“One more. come for me.” Seungmin grunts, sweat lining his features as his pace falters, hips stuttering. Minhee shakes and her thighs quiver with the force of her third orgasm. She hears Seungmin moan, burying himself impossibly deeper, hitting her cervix, as he releases his warm load into her. Minhee never had someone come inside of her, and the sensation has her eyes rolling into the back of her head. The hand on her clit still hasn't stopped, and she keeps letting out wanton moans, turning into cries as she tries to escape the stimulation. Seungmin is still panting, spent, but looks down at her with dark eyes. Minhee pants, feeling a sensation rise in her chest. Wait, it’s-
“Se- Seungminnie, wait it’s- I- w-wait- gfhfhng- AH!” She comes with a shout. She cries and shuts her legs, before feeling liquid shoot out of her, the sensation overwhelming and her eyes tipping into the back of her head. She shakes and arches her back as she squirts continuously, spraying Seungmin’s dick still inside of her and squeezing impossibly tighter. Seungmin moans, tipping his head back and gripping Minhee’s hips hard as he finally slows down his movements on her clit. Minhee pants as she comes down from her high. Seungmin slowly pulls out with a wet squelch, and Minhee feels a spray of squirt release from her. Seungmin pants and collapses onto the wet bed alongside Minhee. Minhee feels Seungmin’s release pouring out of her cunt, warm liquid no doubt staining her sheets. The post nut clarity hits her like a truck.
“You came inside.” Minhee whispers, eyes wide as she releases. Seungmin shuffles beside her, moving to sit up.
“Fuck. I’m sorry I- I got caught up in the moment.” Seungmin whispers back, turning to look at Minhee with an equally concerned expression. Minhee feels her heart clench at his expression, thinking he looks like a guilty puppy. She attempts to sit up the best she can, with the drying liquids in between her thighs, and faces Seungmin.
“It’s- it’s okay, let’s just get a morning after pill and we can have a pregnancy test tomorrow.” Minhee assures, rubbing her hands across his cheeks affectionately. To be honest, Minhee has never let anyone come in her because she’s never had a connection with any of them. They were all hook-ups. Seungmin feels like someone she can learn to like. Maybe go out on a date with. She wouldn’t mind getting knocked up with his children, they’d probably be as beautiful as both of them. Though, realistically, she knows that she can’t give up her life for a baby. Seungmin nods, leaning into her hand. They shower together, stealing kisses and giggles as they wash away the dried come and lube off of their bodies. When Minhee walks into the living room, she expects to find a pair of two blushing nerds. Instead, she finds the game paused and a message left on the napkin.
Minhee-unnie,
We left to get coffee, we’ll be gone for at least 2 hours so you can have alone time with your boyfriend wink wink. Be safe! Use condoms! Call us afterwards! Let me know if he’s big because I’ve had my eye on him for a while (just kidding).
- Hyunjin & Jeongin
After the message, there’s a horribly drawn winking emoji. Considering that Hyunjin’s an art student, this is a sorry excuse for an emoji. Minhee smiles at her idiot friends, and how ironic the message is compared to their current predicament. She feels a pair of arms wrap around her waist, and soft lips coming into contact with her neck, leaving soft kisses.
“What’s that?” He asks, nipping against her skin and nibbling on her earlobe. She sighs into the sensation and closes her eyes, hands coming to wrap around his own.
“Nothing, my friends are idiots.” She smiles and turns her head to give Seungmin an open mouth kiss.
Maybe they get lucky this time, and Minhee manages to not be pregnant. But maybe, seven years from now, they’ll be two years into their marriage, and on a particular night, Seungmin will repeat this night. And maybe it’ll work. And maybe they’ll have a beautiful baby daughter named Yongbok.