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jungha winces just as she feels namjoo's fingers on her stomach, shivers going down her spine. namjoo breaks the kiss and lifts her body up to look at jungha.
namjoo's face creases. "anything wrong, baby?"
jungha scrunches her nose. "your fingers are too cold."
both of them don’t know how they ended up like this. it was another day of december and another day of them cuddling, the cold not letting them leave the bed without being wrapped around each other. it started out as innocent hands and touches seeking warmth, ending up in a heated makeout session.
namjoo smiles and leans in, "i've been trying to warm you up for a while now," she says against jungha's lips and swallows up the whine that leaves jungha, kissing her again.
jungha pulls off. "mm … and it's not quite working. i need you to try harder."
"is that so?" namjoo mock-questions. she knows where this was going and she was playing along. "why don't you just be a good girl and tell me what you want?"
jungha twitches at that, namjoo's fingers ghosting over her hip bones along with her words leaves her a bit breathless. she works the ring on her lip with her teeth and blinks her doe eyes at namjoo.
"i want you inside me." she breathes out, looking straight into namjoo's eyes.
something breaks within namjoo. she pulls her in a kiss so intense, almost bruising. usually jungha would be shy, would whine, would hide her face in her neck and namjoo would tease her for a little longer until she would finally say what she wanted, so quietly that namjoo almost wouldn’t hear her.
that's what usually happens, that's what namjoo expected to happen. but hearing her girlfriend say this right to her face without any shame did things to her. it makes her a little dizzy, how hard she kisses jungha, how badly she wants her.
jungha whimpers. "help me take my pants off."
namjoo presses one final kiss to jungha's lips and leans back, taking off jungha's sweats. her hands feel the soft cotton of the socks– thigh high socks jungha is wearing, the pink pattern stretched around her thighs.
her legs wrap around namjoo instantly. namjoo chuckles and hurriedly tosses her hoodie off, leaving her only in a tee.
"wanna keep this on?" namjoo asks, tugging at jungha's sweater, an ugly green christmas sweater which only jungha manages to wear and look so cute in.
"you're gonna keep your socks on too?" she asks, rubbing her cold hand on jungha's open thigh. she shudders and nods, "s' cold."
"my adorable cold baby." namjoo cooes, smiling and pressing a kiss against jungha's cold, cold nose.
"it's not my fault that you’re too hot." jungha whines, rubbing namjoo's sides. namjoo chuckles at that. "really?" she asks, moving to mouth at her neck.
"yeah, not my fault that you stole all warmth in the world and left me all cold– mhm–" her sentence ends in a mewl, hips kicking up as namjoo nips at her neck, hands scrambling to fist namjoo's hair.
namjoo mouths at jungha's ear, "i guess i'll have to make up for my mistake then, baby. which one do you want?"
"the b-big one, please."
"good girl." namjoo leans back and pats her hair. "i'll go get it and come back as soon as i can, okay?"
"don't take too long! i'm so–"
"horny?" namjoo adds, laughing at how jungha's face scrunches up.
she whines. "want you so bad… really…"
"my sweet needy baby, i'll be right back." namjoo cooes, getting up from the bed to fetch the strap and lube.
it doesn't take namjoo longer than two minutes to come back to the bedroom. as she comes back, she's greeted with the most beautiful sight she could ever think of, jungha with her hands under her sweater, tugging on her pierced nipples, whines and mewls leaving her pretty mouth.
"feels good, sweetheart?" namjoo asked once she's settled on the bed. jungha nods as another whine leaves her open mouth.
"t-they've been so sensitive these days, joo. hurts so g-good." jungha speaks like she's in a trance, kissing back namjoo messily as he keeps playing with herself.
her panties come off, and namjoo's fingers dip into her cunt, all warm and slick. the moan that leaves jungha is wanton, hips bucking as she spreads her wetness along her folds and rubs her clit slowly.
"you've been waiting for so long, hmm?" namjoo asks, easing a finger into her, feeling her clench. jungha moans in response and nods, hips searching for friction.
"i'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long. but i'll fuck you real good now, hmm? that'll make it okay?" she asks, scissoring two fingers out of her now.
jungha doesn’t respond with words, just moans against the back of her hand. there's blush rising red and high from her neck, eyes watery and nose red from the weather.
namjoo chuckles. "you already looked so fucked baby, i haven’t even done anything yet."
"p-please fuck me already, w-wanna feel you so bad, please..."
"i'm here, i'm here." namjoo leans in and kisses her softly while lubing up the toy, big and girthy, just how jungha liked it on some days.
"i'll put it in now, ready?" she asks while she rubs the head of the toy against her folds, nudging her clit, eliciting noises from jungha.
she nods and namjoo lifts both of her legs to place her feet by her ears. jungha bites her hand hard and namjoo slowly presses in.
just as an inch slides in, jungha's whole body curls up, hands fisting the sheets and head tilting up as a gasp leaves her mouth, pussy convulsing around the toy, feeling her clit throb even more.
namjoo keeps pressing in till she bottoms out, and then starts moving.
"fuck, s' so fucking big." a thrust and a gasp. "feel so fucking full– nngh–"
"so pretty," namjoo rubs her thigh, while she thrusts slowly. "who knew such a small cunt would be able to take this big cock." jungha whines again, tearing up at how good she feels, and how lightheaded namjoo's words make her.
"i'll take anything you give me, you fuck me so well, every time."
the room is filled with creaks from the bed and jungha's wanton noises layered with the slick noise everytime namjoo thrusts.
shortly, namjoo pulls out and jungha cries out loud from the loss, hole clenching around empty air.
"get on on your stomach baby, wanna fuck you from the back." jungha obliges and settles on her hands and knees. namjoo places a pillow underneath her while jungha presses her head into the pillow. she arches her back to her best ability, presenting her ass and her fucked out hole to namjoo.
"there we go." namjoo slips in again and jungha's whole body shakes. the new angle hits her spot with every thrust, pushing her to the edge each time. she sobs into the pillow, drool and tears staining the pillow as namjoo fucks her.
her hand creeps in between jungha's legs, touching where the toy disappears into her pussy, then comes to her swollen clit to rub circles around it.
jungha feels like she's gonna burst anytime. namjoo doesn’t stop fucking her and doesn’t stop rubbing her clit. her head is cloudy and all she can do is moan into the pillow.
"joo–m' gonna come now–wanna come so bad–please please please–"
"come for me, sweetheart. you’ve been so good for me."
and that is all it takes for jungha to come, pussy convulsing around the toy as she comes, thighs trembling and her whole body sagging as sobs rack through her whole body.
namjoo holds her limp body, hugging her close from behind as jungha comes down from her orgasm. she presses kisses on her shoulder, rubs her sides and gently places her on her back.
"my best girl, you did so well." namjoo kisses her lips, leaves kisses all over her face, holds her hands and removes the stray hair stuck to her wet face.
"thank you joo, i love you so much."
"i love you too jungie, you’re my whole world, you know that?"
"mm… you say this everytime." jungha mumbles. "i want cuddles."
namjoo smiles, holding her face. "we have to clean up, baby."
jungha whines. "mm.. five minutes more, i can't move right now."
"alright, my silly baby."