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Ship: Yoosung x Flirty!MC
Theme: ???
Type: Smut
Requested by: Definitely not Rika

Additional Info:
[ F/PN ] = Favorite Pet Name
[ G/B ] = Girl or Boy

(As Always, I make sure to make it gender neutral.)

MC's POV

As I finished doing the dishes, I get a call from Yoosung. I picked up the phone and answered, "Hello, Yoosung. To what do I owe the pleasure?" I heard loud music in the background, lots of hiccuping, laughing, and screaming. "Oh! Uh, Y/N! I'm kinda in a situation..", Yoosung mumbled. I sighed, yep, this is it. Yoosung finally got into a college frat party and now he wants out. I roll my eyes and shook my head, "Yoosung, if you are looking for an excuse to leave, then just tell me. No need to be embarrassed."

He chuckled, "N-no..I don't want out. I'm just saying I might not be home sooner than I thought. I'm sorry, Y/N. I really am, but you know how much this means to me. I'm so glad to have you as my partner...I love you! Bye!" And with that, he ended the call. I blinked a couple times until I shook my head, leading me to come back to reality. After that call, I walked towards the living room, and read some comics on my phone, while listening to music. The comic I was currently reading was about this girl who gets stuck in an apartment.

She was originally trying to return a lost phone, but instead went to this apartment, and she met these handsome men who are trying to find the person who lost the phone. It's a lot to take in, there's romance and different endings, some positive and some sad. Every single time she got a bad ending, she was able to reset and redo, which I find too much to handle. Like, who would have that kind of power? It's a heavy burden to carry, especially when you remember what happened. As I continued to read, I realize it's getting too late.

Definitely later than Yoosung's original time limit. I sighed and grew bored. Not only did I finish the latest chapter of the story I'm reading, but also I wanted to have some fun tonight. Yoosung and I have dated each other for over 4 years, and we still haven't done anything sexual. Well, if you count making out, then nevermind, we have. I walked up to our room and pulled out a box underneath the bed. "Well, at least I can take photos with this.", I said with a sad tone. The lingerie was skimpy and really revealing.

It was a leather halter neck hollow out bust with a metal chain. Though we never did anything, we've talked about it with Yoosung's friends. They always mentioned that he liked more BDSM things, so I thought this might be appealing. It looks comfortable, at least to me, so I hope it works. I also bought a second lingerie just in case he didn't like the first one. It was a Japanese Maid Uniform lingerie set, really adorable and pink. Since Yoosung wasn't home, I decided to have a small fashion show for myself.

I tore off my clothes and wore the leather one first. I took a couple of sexy photos, holding paddles, whips, ropes, collar plus the leash, blindfolds, and fuzzy black handcuffs as props. I took a heavy sigh as I strip off this lingerie and into the other. I again used the same props, and basically had a fun time photo-shooting myself. When I finished, I looked back at all these photos and scrolled through all of them. I sigh and think to myself, "if only Yoosung were able to see them, maybe he would come home sooner.." As that thought rolled through my brain, I snapped my fingers.

My face lit up and I thought of an idea. "Goddamnit I'm a genius!", I chuckled as I open up Yoosung's messages. Before I did anything, I tore off the maid lingerie and hid it in the box under the bed. I grabbed my phone and pulled up my favorite photos of both lingeries and sent them to Yoosung. I smirked as I sat my phone down by my bed stand, pulled out a lighter and candle from the bed stand. I set the candle down and lit it with the lighter, put it back, then crawled back to bed. "This HAS to get Yoosung's attention..", I thought as I decided to wait.

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