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Behind The Bleachers - Kangbi

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The roar of the crowd meant it was time for Eunbi to get on her feet. The game had begun, and she had dutifully been there to wave at Namjuk, her boyfriend, so he knew she was there. Now that things were underway, she needed to hurry. It wouldn’t be good if Hyewon was upset she was late, that would only make things… more difficult. (Or more interesting, depending on how she thought about it that hour.) She scurried down the bleachers and around them before glancing about. No one was around to see, so she ducked underneath them to find the girl waiting for her.

Her brown hair was haloed by the lights from the field, her cigarette smoke drifting up into the air. Her leather jacket was pulled close to her body, and her booted foot was making crescents in the dirt. For a moment she looked vulnerable, as if she were afraid Eunbi wasn’t going to show up. Her posture changed as she came into view. The brown haired girl sneered. “You’re late.”

Eunbi rolled her eyes. “Don’t be ridiculous, Hyewon. I am right on time. This is the arrangement, Namjuk has to see me here to know that I support him. Then I am free to engage in our agreement.”

“Do you remember the rules?” Hyewon asked, dropping her cigarette to the ground and releasing one last long stream of smoke, her eyes on Eunbi.

“Yes, Hyewon. I will adhere to your stipulations. So long as you agree that you are coming back to Vocals Club.” Eunbi responded, pulling her sweater over her head and letting it fall to the ground. She began to unbutton the white shirt she was wearing underneath, leaving it splayed open so that her sheer bra-clad breasts were exposed to the air. She felt Hyewon’s eyes on her, but she refused to look back at the girl.

“Yes, Eunbi. I will adhere to our deal.” Hyewon responded in a decidedly mocking way.

Eunbi sighed outwardly as a thrill ran through her body. She would never tell Hyewon, of course, she couldn’t but she loved this. Loved that she had won, finally getting zhyewon to return to Vocals club, and the price she had to pay was one she might have willingly given away, had she been asked. She moved to the bleachers, sliding her hands up and under someone’s feet. She was positioned so she could still see the game, so when Namjuk asked what she had thought of the proceedings, she would be capable of forming an articulate response. Not that he would listen anyway.

She felt Hyewon behind her. “Did you forget something Kwon?” Hyewon asked, the smell of leather and cigarette smoke filling her nostrils.

“I did not.” Eunbi replied.

She felt a a hand flirt with the bottom of her skirt before it was yanked up, exposing her bare pussy to the night air. It was decidedly chilly. “You’re kinky, Kwon. All bare for me? It’s like you want this.”

“I am merely preparing myself for the inevitable, Hyewon. No sense in letting you ruin a good pair of panties.”

“Next time, wear them.” Hyewon responded, one of her hands running up Eunbi’s torso, and cupping her bra-clad breast. It was uncomfortable for Hyewon to dig around in the cup, but then her fingers were tugging at Eunbi’s nipples, which made the brunette cry out. She nodded to acknowledge the order but said nothing more. Hyewon’s other hand slipped up Eunbi’s skirt, meeting the bare skin of her pussy, which was practically dripping. “God, Eunbi. You’re so wet. Someone might think you wanted me to fuck you while your boyfriend plays quarterback. Is that what you want, Eunbi? For me to fuck you?” Hyewon asked, her tone not particularly pleasant.