The Kissing Game (annyeongz version)

Chapter 2

Yujin was standing in the closet basically paralyzed, still staying at the spot where Wonyoung had stood probably two minutes prior. Wonyoung had kissed her with such passion and fire that Yujin could still feel the tingle of her lips, the goosebumps on her skin, the haze of her mind. She shifted her feet awkwardly, trying to dispel the growing warmth she felt below her stomach, but she had no luck. After a moment of trying to calm down, Yujin gave up with a loud groan, walking out of the closet in a hurry.

As she padded through the house, her thoughts ran wild. 'Why did she kiss me so hard? Why did I like it? Should I go find her and kiss her back?? I thought I was straight??'

When she reached the living room, she heard a small thud from upstairs, making her chuckle. 'Leave it to Wonyoung to give up her hiding spot by falling.' Yujin paced around the living room a few times, debating how she should proceed, before thinking, 'Fuck it, she wants to play this game then we're gonna play this fucking game,' and she tiptoed her way up the stairs. She guessed that the thump she heard came from Wonyoung's room, so she headed in that direction first.

Nudging the door open gently, Yujin peered her head in through the doorway and did a quick swipe of the room, noticing a pair of feet hiding beneath the curtains. Yujin chuckled quietly at her best friend's inability to hide as she walked towards the curtain, gripping it and pulling it away dramatically to reveal the other girl.

What Yujin was in no way prepared for was to pull the curtain and revel Wonyoung standing there in nothing but matching black lacy underwear.

Yujin stumbled backwards a little bit, gawking at her best friend. Yujin had always known that Wonyoung was beautiful, anyone with eyes could see that. But seeing her standing in front of her, almost completely nude and exuding a confidence the brown eyed girl has never seen from her before, made Yujin feel a lot of things she really should not feel right now towards her best friend.

"Well, you found me," Wonyoung basically sexed out. Yujin had to stifle a groan, the tone in her best friend's voice basically dripping with desire. Wonyoung walked towards her slowly, adding an extra sway in her hips with every step. Yujin didn't know where to look, honestly. She was caught between her best friend's long legs, her toned abdominal muscles, and her chocolate brown eyes that were almost swimming in want and lust.

Yujin watched as Wonyoung stopped right in from of her, their faces mere inches apart. Wonyoung looked up at Yujin through her eyelashes, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. Subconsciously, Yujin bit her lip at the sight in front of her and she could physically feel all logical thoughts fly out the window.

"Your turn," Wonyoung whispered, her breath hitting Yujin's lips due to their closeness.

Yujin gave in at her words, bringing the brunette's body into hers as she kissed her roughly, tongues immediately clashing, Yujin felt Wonyoung moan into the kiss and brought her hand up to grasp roughly at her best friend's hair, making her release a needs whine. Wonyoung's fingers moved to tease the skin at Yujin's waist under her t-shirt, making a shiver run through the other girl's body.

"You're wearing too much," Wonyoung mumbled into the kiss as she pulled Yujin's shirt above her head, the kiss only pausing so that Wonyoung could throw the shirt across her room. Yujin immediately grasped at Wonyoung's neck, pulling her back into the kiss. Yujin moaned loudly when she felt Wonyoung grope at her ass through her shorts, her head falling onto Wonyoung's shoulder. Wonyoung took this opportunity to bring her lips to Yujin's neck, making her release a breathy whimper into the crook of the brunette's neck.

"God I've wanted this ass for too long," Wonyoung husked into Yujin's ear, biting down on her earlobe. Wonyoung's fingers made quick work of the button on Yujin's shorts, kneeling down to remove them hastily. Wonyoung sat back on her claves, observing the sight above her. An Yujin, her best friend An Yujin, was in front of her, wearing nothing but a matching pair of red underwear with tousled hair and swollen lips, her chest heaving as she stared down at Wonyoung.