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girl!cnu/girl!gongchan. nc-17. 552 words. chanmi accidentally fucks woori on the floor.

They end up on the rug, that first time, didn’t get further. It’s strange finally having Woori’s naked body in front of her. The undressing sort of happened too quickly for Chanmi to be fully aware during it, to savor it or whatever, but the presence and knowledge is still so acute; these expanses of skin close in front of her, hot and electric, all hidden corners and treasures – they’re right there. Hers to explore. It sets her breath heaving, the weight of it, the stark reality of this moment, like dawning on her.

Woori’s fingers are digging at the shag. She’s flat on her chest, legs bent a little so her butt sticks up, Chanmi on top of her, right hand snaked down over her waist and around her hip and between her legs, middle and index finger on either side of her clit, pressing, shaking, squeezing, whatever. The curve of Woori’s ass against her front, vibrating almost; sometimes a sliver of air between them, sometimes pressed flush, hot and sticky. Woori’s hair falling over her shoulders and down on the carpet, except for few thin strands lying up over her back. She’s getting damp at the temples, Chanmi can see. Her back, broad and thin, everything underneath coming up to the surface when she moves. Chanmi feels every brush of her nipples against it, how hard they are, how much it feels, almost so much it hurts.

She presses her mouth to hot shoulder, tries to keep it shut but it keeps falling open, bites down on the shoulder blade whenever Woori shifts so it juts out. Must just have her mouth on something, must have her mouth occupied, and has to hold herself in check so she doesn’t bite too hard, actually bites, maybe would even draw blood. There’s something so clenched inside of her.

Woori’s face is clenched too, mouth clenched shut, eyes clenched shut, brows clenched low over eyes. Chanmi knows from her breathing – the starting and stopping, short gasps, h h h, longer pauses and harsher gasps, accelerating, rising – knows, not consciously, but like in her body. Brief satisfaction drenched in the rush of her own hot blood, not worded, and maybe never doubted, just a note; what she can do to Woori, that she can do this. Knows it’s not far, knows to follow, faster, up up up. Pants almost as hard as Woori does, doesn’t even think about trying to mask it. Their feet touching, legs touching, thin thigh skin brushing. She hasn’t even been touched yet but still it pounds in her cunt, feels so swollen, like she’s ready to burst. Woori jerks and jerks against her fingers.

She stays, after it’s over, flat with her face in the pile. Like she’s embarrassed.

“Sorry,” Chanmi ends up saying, sitting beside her, because this wasn’t really supposed to happen, at least not like this. Not quick and clenched, not on the floor, not with Woori ass up grinding into Chanmi’s hand. Woori is a nice girl, Woori is going to marry a nice boy and have nice children. Five or six or so. She’s not supposed to grind into girl-hands. Their nakedness suddenly feels cold and misplaced.

“I,” Woori mumbles then, maybe cracking a little. “I really fucking wanna eat you out right now.”

Date: 2014-01-14 08:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
i am sobbing at the ending. sobbing

Date: 2014-01-14 08:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
/dries tears (〜^∇^)〜◇

Date: 2014-01-14 09:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
UGH this was so hot? the feet and legs touching and the thin thigh skin and cnoona pile on the floor after. but now i want girl!chan sitting on her face so idk if this was a good idea.

Date: 2014-01-17 02:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
i tried to conjure up some facesitting or at least some pushing chan down & burying her face in chan's crotch & staying there until chan's almost tearing her hair out but brain wasn't cooperating u__u but thank youuu ;; girl!shinchan was just a matter of time tbh (& it will prob happen again lbr)

Date: 2014-01-19 02:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Chanmi looks down at Woori, at her face flanked by Chanmi’s skinny knees and her hair messily fanned out around her like tangled branches. She wonders how they got into this position.

It couldn’t have been Woori coaxing her, guiding her, that doesn’t make sense. But it was exactly that. Soft fingertips gliding along her shoulders and down her arms, warm hands clasping her wrists, coaxing, guiding. It was that.

And maybe it does make sense because it’s slow and soft, not like how they’d been rutting against each other breaths before. It’s soft and slow and sweet, like Woori who’s kissing the inside of Chanmi’s thigh, tongue flicking out to taste salty skin. So slow like she doesn’t know urgency.

Her thighs start to shake; Chanmi isn’t sure if she’s tired or if the anticipation is making her tremble and when it comes she jerks into the new sensation of Woori’s tongue, warm and wet, pressing between her lips. She slumps forward, has to brace herself with her hands, and forgets about trying not to actually sit on Woori’s face.

Woori’s fingers curl around the back of Chanmi’s thighs; she’s not coaxing anymore, she’s telling without words. Chanmi thinks of Woori’s pretty curved mouth, knows that’s the mouth pursed against her clit. She feels the tiny rumble on her, vibrating into her, and knows that it’s Woori’s laugh.

She rolls her hips and hears herself whine, twists her fingers in Woori’s hair. This is them; soft but not delicate, churning slowly, burning slowly, sweet and necessary.

...that's all i've got. i wanted to write more and better but my brain started just going idkidkidk n__n

Date: 2014-01-19 10:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
AND YOU WRITE ME FACESITTING omgggg cnoona pulling chan on top of her, cnoona laughing against chan's vag

just gonna sit here for a minute and think about chan bent over on her hands & struggling not to grind down

Date: 2014-01-19 11:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
i know it's not really your thing but it was stuck in my head so i thought i'd attempt and...put it somewhere.

(she totally grinds down though, and they both love it)


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