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It was an off-day in Amsterdam following a long performance the previous night. Though it was tiring, it was a relief to at least have a quiet hotel room to decompress in— or compress in, or come, and press, and perhaps suppress some moans. That was how it went for at least one room that night.
As Winter was gently waking to the pace of the sunrise, she jolted at the sound of a stupidly loud yawn coming from the other side of the bed. She squinted over her shoulder and caught sight of Karina stretching with her arms up, her chest obscenely emerging from under the sheets.
Vivid replays of the previous night flickered through her mind at the sight. She let the sheet slip from her own shoulder as she sat up to look at Karina. The girl had her arms behind her head, puffing her chest out to Winter.
“I’m assuming you enjoyed it?” Karina jibed.
Winter poked a finger into Karina’s boob playfully, “Yes, I enjoyed them very much.”
Karina giggled, batting away Winter’s hand, grabbing it into her own. She lurched forward, pushing Winter on her back and pinning her.
“I'm surprised. You made me cum 2 times but I only gave you 1 orgasm,” Karina’s lips tapped her ear and she shivered, “You need a reward.”
Winter whined and bucked her hips into Karina’s. Karina dragged her smiling lips down Winter’s body. When she landed at her sweet spot, Karina sharply gasped and pulled away.
“I-I’m so sorry Minjeong,” Karina stammered with her hand over her mouth.
“Huh? What is it?” Alarmed by Karina’s reaction, she shot up.
Mostly on her right thigh, nearly all the way down to her knee, were the dark red spots of Karina’s marks. Winter sharply inhaled through her teeth.
“Ha ha ha…so no skirts or shorts for a few days,” Winter said through nervous laughter. Karina’s stressed expression only worsened at the declaration, fingers combing her hair back, face twisting in anguish.
Winter burst out laughing, “Jimin, it's okay I promise you’ll see my thighs again,” she jested, bringing her knees to her chest for Karina.
Karina huffed, clearly sexually frustrated and shoved her face between Winter’s legs, licking along her slit. Winter leaned back, tilting her head, relishing Karina’s return to her pussy. Karina grunted, then tragically pulled away. Winter’s head came back up and watched as Karina reached across the bed to look at her phone.
“Fuck, its already 12, that’s embarrassing. Ning and Aeri texted an hour ago saying they want to go walking around at the canals,” Karina closed her eyes and groaned.
“Hey, that's okay, it's the perfect time to pass through the Sexmuseum.” Winter playfully suggested.
“Please… the last thing we need is to be caught on a date at the Sexmuseum,” Karina stated.
“On a date? All 4 of us? Don't remember anyone else in our bed last night— just us,” Winter raised a brow and laid on the bed beside her, posing like she wanted Karina’s eyes.
“Well they seemed a bit too involved last night. If all 4 of us are there, it’ll still be a date,” Karina said dryly. She sighed heavily and dragged a hand down her face. “Now we’re holding them up… I feel bad.”
“Aww, you’re such a good leader, even after getting wrecked. Don't worry we can make it up to them today.” Winter cooed, brushing her nose against Karina’s shoulder.
Karina gave a little smile and brushed a strand of hair out of Winter’s face. “Thanks— for your flattery and for wrecking me.”
They broke away and the room rustled with the sound of clothes being slid on. As they emerged, kitchenette to their left and living space to their right, Giselle looked up from her switch on the couch, already dressed.
“Good morning, you all were up later than even us last night,” she said, followed by a short chuckle.
Winter folded immediately.
“I’m sorry guys… I didn't stub my toe—“ Winter was interrupted by Giselle bursting into laughter.
“Girl we know,” she teased through giggles. Before she could tease her any further, Karina interjected from the kitchen.
“Hey, don't rag on Minjeong, I'm the one who started it,” she said, almost sounding boisterous.
“Oh? So Minjeong is ratting you out right now?” Ningning questioned from the kitchen table, still chewing her way through breakfast. “How long have you guys been doing whatever this is?”
Both Winter and Karina began blushing. Karina responded as nonchalantly as she could muster, “Just since last night.”
Winter broke away from her aimless pacing and relented to the urge to go wrap her arms around Karina’s waist and see what food she was preparing— probably for the both of them.
“Oooookay. Take your time,” Ningning said, eyes glittering as she smirked over her shoulder at them.
“So,” Karina changed the topic as Winter placed her head in the crook of her neck, “You all wanted to go by the canals and take pics, right?”
“Yea that’s Ning’s plan, I want to check out the shops in the area. I’m assuming you two are going to the Sexmuseum?” Giselle said, eyes on her switch, but the faint curve of her smile revealed her amusement.
Winter’s eyes widened and she raised a questioning eyebrow at Karina. She was met with a skeptical sideways glance.
“Whoa guys slow down, I was just kidding. If someone recognized you there they’d never shut up about it— and take a picture.” Giselle stated matter-of-factly.
“I wasn’t the one considering it,” Karina said plainly, smearing butter on toast.
“I was only joking.” Winter replied through pouting lips, stepping aside to let Ningning put her dish in the sink.
Winter jerked upright with a surprised squeak as fingers poked right into a sensitive spot along her ribs. A tingling sensation rippled through her body—half laugh, half reflexive shudder—and she twisted to face Ningning with wide eyes and a half-formed protest on her lips.
Ningning was already looking at her with that knowing little smile.
“Looks like someone better keep you on a tight leash today,” she murmured, her voice smooth and light— half-joking, but definitely not kidding. Ningning, a swing to her hips, casually walked away.
She felt a pause from Karina through her embrace, but Karina carried on with prepping their food onto plates. It occured to Winter— it's fully possible Karina was checking out Ningning. Though, Winter didn’t really feel upset by it. In fact, she was checking her out too.
Based on what she felt from when Ningning poked her, she found she also wouldn’t mind if the girl touched her the way Karina did. The thought made her thighs shift slightly against each other, as if trying to tamp something down. What if that hand had slid lower, or stayed longer, or pulled her close instead of just poking? What if she had said something a little filthier with that same casual grin?
Right as Winter felt her cheeks start to tingle with red, Karina broke away from the embrace. She took a plate into either hand and looked down at her.
“She’s right,” Karina said, voice low and amused. “Ready to eat?”
Winter nodded up at her, dazed, heart still trying to sort out which girl had made it beat harder.
The 4 girls walked together to the nearby bike rental service in subtle clothing. It began to make total sense why they ended up in that hotel— everything they needed was within walking distance. They strolled along the brick road, Winter and Karina interlocking arms, while all four of them marveled at the architecture. They got there in a matter of minutes.
As Ningning led the way down the bike lane, it was obvious she knew a spot. They whizzed along the canal, pedestrians and boats on either side of them. The girls had to put their entire attention on following her turn gestures as they headed the opposite direction of the hot spots, chock-full of crowds getting pictures and sightseeing. After what felt like the most narrow and bumpy part of the route, they entered a wide alleyway– overlooking the canal. Ningning hummed in satisfaction, smoothing her hair, as she dismounted from her bicycle.
“Wow. That was worth it,” Giselle said, setting her bike up against a tree, “No wonder you were on google maps all night.”
When Winter and Karina followed suit, she began to digest their surroundings. Winter craned her neck to admire the beautiful building that spanned above her, but she immediately caught sight of the looming darkness in the sky. The loud grey clouds starkly contrasted against the picturesque view of the canal Ningning was framing.
Upon the realization, alarm bells flared up in Winter’s head. They got here on bikes. She frantically looked to Karina, who was seemingly more mesmerized by Ningning’s posing to notice. Before Winter could say anything, her hair flapped harshly against her face. Karina, also blasted by the wind, whipped her head around to see the menacing blanket spreading towards them.
All three of them looked at Ningning, whose jaw began to drop, hair flitting into her agape mouth. The confidence the girl had at the beginning of the day seemed to tragically ebb away as the humid air flowed into the sanctuary.
“So, Giselle,” Karina inhaled deeply to collect herself, “what was the shop you wanted to go to? We could possibly wait it out–”
“It was in the opposite direction,” Giselle looked sheepishly to Ningning, “I didn't know the spot would be this direction…”
“I’m sorry, I forgot the rain comes so fast here…” Ningning’s eyes darted to their bikes, “We should have time to beat it if we leave as soon as possible.”
Drops slowly dotted the bricks as their clock ticked. When they overcame what was the bumpy part of their last journey, the drops fell audibly harder until the girls became soaked, splashing alongside the other commuters on bicycles— who were already wearing ponchos.
Not much was said in the elevator, just shivering and exasperated comments about the state of their clothes. Despite the chaos and discomfort, Winter couldn’t help but admire the way Karina’s clothes clung to her body, tightness revealing the outlines of her bra. Her eyes drifted from Karina’s body to Ningning’s reflection in the elevator mirror. She wore a tank top with her arms crossed, the sheer white now clung transparently to her chest, revealing the stark and deliberate black bra beneath.
Winter felt her body warm up, contrasting with the chilled clothing against her. Ningning slowly tightened her crossed arms, pushing her breasts closer together. As her eyes trailed up the girl’s chest, they landed on Ningning’s face. She was grinning, staring back into Winter’s lustful gaze with a familiar sexual intensity.
Winter looked to the floor, covering her embarrassing smirk and scooted closer to Karina. She had her eyes closed, leaning against the wall.
The elevator bell dinged.
As if on cue, Karina stood up from the wall and equipped the room’s keycard. The girls filed behind her as she led the way back to the room, swiftly swiping the card.
“Oh my gosh, we need towels and out of these clothes ASAP,” Giselle said, followed by an exasperated sigh.
“I’ll get them!” Ningning called out, already making her way to the bathroom.
After setting their bags down, they followed suit. Ningning took a stack of towels from the cabinet.
“Can you pass these down?” Ningning said as she handed Winter 3 and took one for herself.
Winter obliged, passing the towels to Karina, who then passed one to Giselle. Giselle thanked them and quickly took her leave. Karina pushed the door shut with a shocking thud. Both Ningning and Winter immediately locked their eyes onto Karina.
“Y’know…” Karina slowly turned, smugly staring down Ningning, “we should probably save time and clean up now.”
Winter whipped her head to Ningning, not knowing what to expect. It was the kind of laugh that didn’t care if you were watching, but she knew you were. Ningning shed the intolerable clothes, staring back into Karina’s intense eyes.
Before she could gawk, she looked back to Karina. The girl was already pressing herself into Winter’s back, hands sliding under her shirt to grope her tits.
“Why the shocked face,” she murmured into her ear, low and sultry, “isn't this what you wanted?”
Winter nodded bashfully, and looked to the shower— Ningning was fully naked now, body slightly blurring behind the lime stains on the glass, but definitely showing enough to make Winter’s breath catch in her throat. Karina slid her hands from her tits to pull Winter’s shirt over her head in one swift motion. Winter gasped as Karina went for the buttons of her shorts, quickly stripping her bare.
“Looks like I don't need to warm you up,” Karina said through a smirk, gripping Winter's ass and feeling her pussy ooze onto Karina’s fingers, “are you wet from seeing her or me?”