KangChaen: Criminal

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Another collab with my sis cheeky-ssam it's been awhile ToT

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Another collab with my sis cheeky-ssam it's been awhile ToT.

(G!p: Chaeyeon)

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Chaeyeon lives up to her nickname.

She is as light as a feather—and flies a great distance with a great roundhouse kick is sent to her head by Hyewon. Her reflexes are as great as ever, as she is able to block the kick with her hand to reduce the impact. But still, the villainess still manages to fly sideways until her body hits the hard, concrete wall. A grunt resounds around the room, followed by a staggered chortle coming from the villainess.

"Not bad," she says with a wolfish grin. "As expected, I taught you well."

Hyewon narrows her eyes, her teeth grinding together. "You lied to me."

"So I did," Chaeyeon nods. Hyewon holds back a flinch as Chaeyeon rises up to her full height, her breath even and not looking the slightest bit bothered by the bruises and wounds all over her body. "So what? This is how the story goes, Hyewon-ah. At the end of the day, you're the hero and I'm the villain. It's all written in the stars and there’s nothing we can do about it."

Hyewon grinds her teeth together even harder. Her palms curl tighter. "It doesn't mean—"

"What, Hyewonnie?" Chaeyeon sings mockingly, grinning at the sight of the hero trembling in anger. "Your... light way of life doesn't suit me, no. My dark way of life might suit you for all these years but you know what? I know you're not satisfied with this life." She shudders out a breath. "At least, I realized it when I saw you look at that woman you call Eunbi."

Hyewon stiffens, but says nothing.

It still catches Chaeyeon’s attention. “What should I do, Hyewonnie? Should I do something about it? Should I dispose of her so you can come back?”

Hyewon snarls as she grabs Chaeyeon by the collar. She slams her hard against the wall but instead of getting hurt, Chaeyeon only lets out a chuckle. "Don't you fucking dare lay a finger on her!"

Chaeyeon merely laughs before spitting the blood in her mouth. She stares at Hyewon's eyes directly, working her way to manipulate her. She needs to escape and if using Hyewon is her only way out, she'll gladly use her.

"Why would I touch her, Wonnie?" She slurs before wrapping her arms around Hyewon. Her breath hitched, she is supposed to be pushing her but, something is drawing her closer. Her entire body is suddenly heated as if it’s on fire.

“W-What—"

Chaeyeon grins. "I’d rather touch you instead," and with that, Chaeyeon pulled Hyewon's face towards her for a deep, passionate kiss. It earns a surprised yelp from Hyewon, her guard faltering until she is practically glued with the person she hates so much. Chaeyeon’s strong hands are firmly on her waist, locking her in place and slipping underneath her shirt to caress her bare skin.

Hyewon can't stop herself from moaning. Lord, she is actually enjoying it! She's... she's not supposed to...! Chaeyeon is her enemy now and... she... can't... just because Chaeyeon was—

Before she realizes it, she has her shirt open and it's her who is facing the wall, her hands curled on the sides and gloved hands that certainly aren't her own roaming all over her body, pinching her erect nipples and blunt nails raking across her taut muscled stomach. Chaeyeon's heavy breathing is clear on her ears; her mouth taking turns on kissing, nipping and groaning Hyewon's name as she pushes her hips forward, grinding her growing bulge against her.

"Hyewonnie..."

"Shit," Hyewon curses as she could clearly feel that Chaeyeon's hands are moving pass her pants. She's clearly wet down there, she knows it. She wants nothing but to be filled by Chaeyeon's length. Just like old times.

"I want you so bad," Chaeyeon husks against her ear, pushing her bulge against her ass, earning a flinch coming from the hero. "Let me take you, hmm?”

Hyewon's pride as the city's hero has already been tarnished. Who would want to see their idol, fucking with a vicious psycho who did nothing but to cause havoc?

But truly—does it even matter at this rate? She has condemned the city into ruins after her memory loss and temporary switch to Chaeyeon’s side until Eunbi arrived to snatch her back. All those unflattering years by Chaeyeon’s side was not at all unpleasant—if Hyewon were to be honest. Chaeyeon knew how to take care of a woman well. Even more so when the said woman is someone she treasures.

Perhaps, this sole reason was why Hyewon couldn’t resist Chaeyeon mental manipulation this time—because she knows Hyewon is yearning for her, too.

Hyewon bends her upper body forward making her ass out. Chaeyeon licks her lips at the sight of her ample buttocks, her urges skyrocketing. She hastily pulls Hyewon's pants down at the same time as she pulls her raging shaft out.

"Who would've thought that the city's hero would bend over for me willingly?" Chaeyeon sneers, teasing the head of her cock against Hyewon's folds, a smirk on her lips as Hyewon whines, her whole body flinching and shuddering. "Scream for me," and without hesitation, she rams herself inside.

The scream Hyewon releases is loud enough to pierce the night. Thankfully, the hideout—Chaeyeon's hideout is placed far from civilization. She doesn't need to worry about waking up neighbors at this rate.

Hyewon snorts. To think she can think about being considerate while she's in the middle of being fucked by her enemy.

Enemy. What a surprise. It’s a wonder how Hyewon still considers Chaeyeon as one when it’s practically only Chaeyeon who takes care of her after her memory loss. Of course, there’s some ulterior motives up in her sleeves—Chaeyeon is still a villain, after all—

But Hyewon owes her. And Chaeyeon owes her, too. Countless of times Hyewon had to save Chaeyeon’s ass because of the new hero’s traps. Countless of times, too, Chaeyeon had to save Hyewon from getting captured. They never failed to save each other and soon, the feeling of being indebted to changes to something else.

Something like love.

But then it happened. Chaeyeon lost her—because she didn’t think the new hero could recognize the old hero and brought someone from Hyewon’s past in order to realize who she really was. She could only watch helplessly as Hyewon turned at her, a betrayed look on her face and just disappeared—only to re-emerge months later as a hero again, and is seeking for a revenge on her doorstep.

"Look at you, screaming like a slut," Chaeyeon grins as she pistons her hips even rapidly, her grin growing wider as Hyewon eyes her with resentment on her eyes. "It's a good thing you never changed, Hyewonnie. Even if you are under... something... it's good you never lost that spark in you." There is something akin to nostalgia in her words, but Hyewon can't process any of the undertones—too distracted by the monstrous thing that keeps sliding in and out of her core without rest.

"You...!" Her protest immediately dies in her tongue as Chaeyeon thrust sharply in her, until her cock is entirely swallowed to the hilt, and the tip of her length poking her innermost walls.

Chaeyeon tips her head back as a low groan reverberates on her throat, an indication that she absolutely loves the way how Hyewon’s tight walls are hugging her shaft so snugly. Oh, how she misses this sensation. She wants more, more of Hyewon—the greedy part of her seemingly screams at her.

She suddenly pulls her cock out, her action earning a whine from Hyewon. She pays no attention to her whining and pulls Hyewon to stand. “Come here,” she says, gently taking Hyewon swiftly off her feet and lays her on her desk. She clears the surface from the computer and papers before she refocuses her attention back at the hero, a smirk tugging her lips at the desperation Hyewon displays.

She uses her thumb to draw circles on Hyewon’s clit while using her other hand to steadily pump her cock. It’s painfully slow that Hyewon can’t help but start getting impatient. “Ch-Chaeyeon,” she moans out, pleading. The deep flush of her body and the slight tremble are an indication she’s loving the torturously slow stimulation, Chaeyeon notes with interest. “Yes, my sweet?”

Hyewon whines out something incoherent, but her half-lidded gaze constantly flickers back and forth from Chaeyeon’s eyes to the upright shaft she has between her fingers.

“Do you want this?” Chaeyeon asks teasingly as she shows her cock. “Tell me how bad you want it, Hyewonnie.”

Swallowing whatever tarnished pride she has in her, Hyewon bits her trembling lips down and spreads her legs wider, allowing her juices spilling out, soiling the hard wood underneath her.

“So bad,” she replies shakily. “F-fuck me, please.”

There's no reason for her to hold off, Chaeyeon thinks. She might have had manipulated Hyewon's desire, but her power isn't that strong for her to completely rule over Hyewon completely. No. Hyewon wants this too. She wants her. She drinks in every aspect of her body, mind reeling at the thought of finally witnessing the picture she longs to see after so long.

If only Hyewon didn't meet Eunbi again...

Eunbi. That bitch. She stole Hyewon from her. She has to pay.

Chaeyeon pushes the thought aside, choosing to focus on the beautiful sight before her very eyes. A trembling Hyewon with her pussy glistening with her own excessive juice that it's ruining her desk. How alluring. She almost drools.

"P-please," Hyewon timidly, brokenly requests; as she tries to close her legs now, desperately rubbing her thighs together to gain a sufficient friction the help ease the building ache in her stomach. Chaeyeon can see that the older woman is flushed from the head to toe, her whole body drenched in sweat and some blood after their prior bloody engagement of attempting to kill each other. "C-chae... please..." the hero repeats, even more desperate now.

Chaeyeon holds the base of her cock as she pushes herself all the way in, until her entire length is all wrapped in Hyewon’s delicious, contracting muscles. Hyewon releases a shudder of breath, followed by a deep, longing moan as Chaeyeon starts to jog into a slow, intimate pace. It doesn’t stay long. As though unsatisfied, Chaeyeon’s hips have a mind of their own; suddenly jerking and picks up the pace of moving back and forth with a relentless speed, hitting Hyewon’s depths with each sharp thrust.

She grins wickedly at how Hyewon seems to melt into a mess of broken pleas and staggered moans, her legs keep kicking—rejecting the way Chaeyeon abuses her core with her rapid, hard thrusts. “Ahh—! C-Chae—”

“Can Eunbi do you like this? I bet she won’t even make you scream like I do, Hyewon.”

Chaeyeon harshly pushes Hyewon back, until her back is flat against her desk and then brings her hand around the hero’s neck, cutting off her airway. Hyewon’s eyes grow wide. Her hands immediately fly up to Chaeyeon’s hand, trying to tear her hand away from her neck. Adrenaline courses through her, creating a somehow elating sensation despite her fear. It’s strange—but at least Chaeyeon lets go of her just as Hyewon almost loses her consciousness.

The villainess growls. Her hands return to Hyewon’s bare hips, digging her nails there to keep her in place and focuses on her movements in ruining the woman beneath her until she Hyewon sharply arches against her—climaxing hard with a loud scream.

“Take it all,” Chaeyeon grunts on her ear as she recognizes the tell-tale of her reaching her peak soon. Hyewon, still delirious after her crashing high, curls her fist tighter around Chaeyeon; a moaning mess at the final sharp thrusts. The overstimulation is painful, but a part of her wants it. She wants Chaeyeon to cum because of her—inside her. She wants it. Now.

“Hyewon!” They scream as one; a series of curses spilling out from their mouths as they come together. Chaeyeon stays true to her words—filling Hyewon’s wombs with her milky white essence.

It’s heavenly. She was wrong to think that she could let go of Hyewon after this, because with this, there’s no way Chaeyeon will let go of Hyewon for the second time.

She embraces her closer, growling against her ear. Hyewon stays unresponsive, but her hands fall from her shoulders to the desk, limp.

“You are mine,” Chaeyeon says—crying, with visible anger in her eyes. “You were mine, Hyewon. But you are mine now.”

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