After a night in with their friends, Jiyeon and Hyunjung clean and tidy up their apartment swiftly. It's almost eleven by the time they finish, and while Hyunjung drops to the living room's floor with a groan and adorable complaint, "next time, I'm having them clean with us before they leave," Jiyeon is still delightfully buzzing from a good time with her friends and girlfriend.
She pours herself one last glass of wine and goes to Hyunjung, who's rested her head on the couch behind her.
Eyes closed contentedly, short hair ruffled up a little, skin painted with a faint flush of tiredness; Jiyeon's chest fills up with profound warmth, with love.
"You look like about to pass out," Jiyeon comments.
"Oh, I am."
"Aw." Jiyeon moves one foot over her and sits astride in her lap-Hyunjung reaches to hold her without moving much or opening her eyes, she knows how to take her into her embrace. "And here I was hoping for some special kind of fun with my girlfriend before we go to sleep," she says, voice becoming alluring and pouty. She sips from her glass and places her free hand on Hyunjung to caress her chest, close to her breast.
Hyunjung perks up, lifting her head and blinking drowsiness away before meeting her eyes. "I can still do fun, all special kinds of fun." She holds her strongly, a bright smile already stuck to her face.
Jiyeon chuckles and Hyunjung doesn't waste a second before kissing her.
Jiyeon's happiness and contentedness soar, she's in love, and both of them are.
"What do you have in mind?" Hyunjung murmurs between soft kisses that she plants on her jaw. Every kiss draws a flame into her veins, impossibly sweet flames.
"What can you handle? I don't wanna tire you out, unnie, you have work tomorrow." That gets her a cute frown from her girlfriend as the latter looks up.
"We both have!" Hyunjung says, pulling her knees up a little, trapping her, driving the pleasant heat of arousal that's been simmering in the pit of her stomach straight toward her pussy, tempting Jiyeon to move, to grind.
Jiyeon giggles at Hyunjung's subtle whine, she gulps down the remaining of her drink and places the glass far on the carpeted floor.
"Hey, even when I'm nearly spent, I can tire you out," Hyunjung says, caressing her waist. She fondles her, she doesn't let her hand wander too much, not yet. "So what can you handle?" Hyunjung teases back while her eyes speak of joy and hand pets her side, "you might still have energy, but patience? I doubt it."
Hyunjung presses on her and bucks her hips up slightly, offering pressure onto Jiyeon's crotch.
Jiyeon moans breathily in pleasure, losing to temptation and starting to rock her hips even before she could try and resist it. Jiyeon leans forward, distracted by sheer relief.
"See?" Hyunjung whispers, kissing her parted lips. "Usually, you'd get... impatient pretty quickly after we have gatherings like tonight's."
Through hazy eyes, Jiyeon watches her girlfriend wear a smile on her face as she speaks, a lopsided and very attractive smile that Jiyeon wants to kiss.
"No, I don't," Jiyeon says, trying to focus.
She swats Hyunjung's shoulder when her girlfriend hums in doubt, and that brings laughter to Hyunjung.
She's too pleased with herself, and even though that's nice, Jiyeon feels wisps of irritation. She rarely gets impatient, that's her pride!
"It happened, like, two times." Annoyingly, Jiyeon's mind brings up all the instances in which she was begging Hyunjung to fuck her already. "Two times," Jiyeon repeats stubbornly, "I don't get impatient that easily."
