Things between her and Hyunjung don't change.
It's been almost a week since that night in her apartment; since they've changed their life. Since they made out on the couch until it was too hot for them to only kiss and took things to Jiyeon's room, with no intention whatsoever to fulfill the purpose of their marriage, but instead, their desires.
Jiyeon can practically still feel how hot Hyunjung's mouth was on her pussy, and how hot Hyunjung's come was on her hand. And how nerve-wracking it was after the haze of wanton lust cleared.
"You can sleep here," Jiyeon said when Hyunjung made to get up. A thought uttered before she could realize its full effect.
Jiyeon remained strangely nonchalant, however, unaffected by her suggestion. "It's late. I'll borrow clothes for you to change from Juyeon."
In answer, Hyunjung nodded, and snuggled back against her, drawing a sigh of relief from Jiyeon.
Sleep came easily to both of them that night.
For a strange night, it hasn't turned things awkward between them the next morning, or in the days to follow.
Nor does it raises Jiyeon's worries now, it only brings a hot sensation to pool in her groin.
Perhaps that's why she gets a not-so-good idea, a bold idea, and doesn't exactly squash it down immediately.
She's a little worn out, a little tensed, and completely distracted from her work. She gets the hint that a release can bring her relief, and while she's capable of getting it on her own, she wants Hyunjung to give it to her.
So she sends Hyunjung a text with a surge of confidence.
They will talk about it first, and she should probably initiate the conversation in person rather than through texts. But it's less embarrassing that way, Jiyeon won't deny it.
Are you asleep? 12:28
Not yet. 12:28
Is everything all right? 12:28
Jiyeon contemplates how to tell Hyunjung about the matter of her being horny and wanting her to fuck her, and eventually settles on.
Do you want to come to my room? 12:30
Hyunjung's reply comes after one long minute of anticipation and heavy regret, it comes in the form of her room's door opening.
Jiyeon immediately groans in embarrassment, dropping her phone to the bed. Her regret doesn't hinder the thought of getting relief, of feeling Hyunjung's touch again, from sinking in her belly with scorching sensations.
When Hyunjung knocks on her door, Jiyeon doesn't attempt to pretend she hasn't been waiting.
Jiyeon's cheeks are flushed when she opens the door; her mind stormed with all sorts of explanations, her heartbeats going insane in her chest, and it all shows, that Jiyeon's freaking sure of that.
The only comfort she gets is that Hyunjung's blushing, too. And that she's come to read the signs of her arousal well so early in their marriage, so what she's about to ask probably won't be so shocking.
