𝐏𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐘 𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐓

𝐘𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐀, 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐃

"𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙒𝙤𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙃𝙚𝙧 𝙒𝙖𝙮 𝙏𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝘼 𝘾𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙥 𝙋𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙊𝙛 𝘾𝙞𝙜𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙨..."

"YOU'RE SO EVIL, HANGE-SAN..."

Yelena crossed her leg, observing
Hange gazed their finger along the photo also. Tracing the edge of the picture, they pulled out a lighter, litting the paper up.

"President Hange, Y/N is here to see you."

"Bring them in."

You bowed your head towards Pieck as you walked in the room. Hange put their hand on your back, giving you a small kiss on your lips. Your lipstick smeared a little on their lips. You wiped it off causing you to hit them when Hange nibbled on your thumb. You noticed a tall silhouette stood up from behind Hange.

Hange patted the persons back harshly. They can feel Yelena's irritated glare which made them laugh.

"Y/N meet Yelena. She's my business partner."

Yelena took your hand, kissing it gently making you fluster at the sweet gesture.
You noticed she had some masculine features like Hange which suits her.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Y/N. Hange talks about you alot."

Hange cleared their throat, straighting up their suit jacket. You noticed the tip of their ears turned red. Hange sat down, patting their lap like last time.

You hesitated just as you were about to sit between them and Yelena, making you look questioningly back at them. Your gaze quickly flickered towards Yelena, who's watching everything.

Your legs slowly took you towards the spot they were sitting in, only for them to rest their arms around your waist as you sat down. Their thigh is between your legs making you whimper silently. Hange smirked, knowing you're bashful with new people.

"Don't they look pretty, Yelena?"

Only to have Hange's hand grab your face, squeezing your cheeks together in a pout, as they turned your head towards Yelena.

"That shouldn't be a question."

Yelena watched your expression closely, examining how your eye's never meet theirs as Hange's thigh bounced up, rubbing against your clit causing you to gasp.

"How you like it if they ate you out, baby?"

Looking up at Hange with big, wide eyes. You felt their hands move between your legs, letting a bit of drool run drown your lip in pleasure.

"Be a good slut and sit on the table."

Their sweet tone worked like a charm on your praise-starved brain. You noticed Yelena moved in front of you, practically towering over you. You felt their hands pull down your underwear down. Yelena threw it towards Hange who caught it with one hand.

You recline back as Yelena lifted your legs up on their shoulders, you shuddered as their breath hit your drenched pussy. You can hear them hum against your clit as they kiss it.

"So pretty for me." They teases your clit before moving towards your entrance.

"Y/N, are you enjoying this?"

You felt your brain getting numb. Drool drip down the side of your mouth, not comprehending anything. Whimpering at the feeling of Yelena sucking on your labia. Your fingers rake through their hair, pulling on it softly.

"Nah uh- no cumming yet."

You felt two fingers move towards your entrance before pushing in, instantly hitting your g-spot, making your eyes rolled back. Your thighs trembling against their shoulder as when reaching your orgasm. Your back arched off the glass table.

"Yelena-san...Can I cum please?"

"Since you ask so nicely."

You moan into your mouth, and the sound drowned out whatever Yelena said as their fingers working up a rhythmic motion that drives you to deliriousness.

"So sweet. " Yelena said, slipping out their fingers before popping that into their mouth. Hange rubbed underneath your chin causing you to giggle in headspace.

"So precious."

"Yelena, I need you to drive Y/N home. I have a business meeting to attend."

Hange lean down and kissed underneath your jaw, making you feel tingly inside. They bid the both of you a farewell. Yelena guide you to her car.

"Can you tell me your address?"

"It's (address name)."

There was tension between the both of you. Especially with the music blaring through the speakers. Their fingers tapped against the wheel, humming along the song.

"How do you know Hange?"

"I met them through a family friend event."

You said it too quickly. Just something on top of your head. Yelena glanced at you in the corner of their eye, knowing there's a lie on your tongue. She hummed again, continuing to drive.

Her knuckles are white from gripping on the steering wheel. You fumble with your thumbs, trying to make yourself small.

"Are you lying, Y/N?"

You stared at her. She's facing the front, her jaw is clenched in displease. You’re quiet again. If you speak your mind, you’ll find that it only makes the situation worse. You only wonder how much longer the car ride is. She stopped on the side of the street, taking a glance at you.

"Y/N, I'm talking to you."

Yelena grabbed your chin, making you face her. She could pracially leave a bruise on the delicate skin. You frown slightly, not liking her blunt behavior.

"Why you need to know my business with Hange?"

"It's my business now since I ate you out in Hange's office."

You pulled her hand away from your cheek, glaring at her.

"Honestly Yelena-san, it's not your part to be in mine or Hange's business. But if you want to know so badly, find it out yourself."

You got out of the car without saying another word. Yelena watched you walk in the house, taking out a cigarette in her mouth, lightning it

"Who are you, Sato Y/N?"