Pleasure Therapist || Ryeji ff

- Chapter 16 -

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Yeji managed to avoid seeing Ryujin again until half past five on Thursday evening, when an unexpected knock at the door triggered her second mild freak-out that day. With Lia out of commission - and presumably too furious about their argument to visit even if she were able-bodied - Yeji knew only one person bold enough to drop by unannounced.

Naturally, that would be the woman to whom she'd first established surprise visits as acceptable. Setting her glass of red wine on the coffee table, Yeji straightened her pajamas and went to answer.

Any irritation she might've felt about the imposition slipped away as soon as she laid eyes upon Ryujin's breathtaking face. Her tentative, hopeful smile made Yeji feel warm and gooey all over, despite her fervent wish not to feel anything. The pizza boxes in Ryujin's arms hinted at the motive for her visit, as did the timing. Ryujin glanced at the pizza, then Yeji, unable to hide her blatant anxiety. "Hey. You're dressed for bed."

"I suppose this makes us even." Yeji folded her arms over her chest to hide her painfully erect nipples from Ryujin's roving gaze. "Don't worry. I'm not ready for sleep quite yet - just hoping to relax for the rest of the evening." Or try to, in between mourning the demoralizing loss of her sexual and social security blanket and wildly theorizing about how much Lia had told Chaeryeong about their fight, and by extension, what Chaeryeong might've told Ryujin. Concerned that some such megaton disclosure was behind this impromptu visit, Yeji kept her expression neutral ahead of Ryujin's explanation. "What's up?"

Ryujin hefted the pizza boxes into the air. "I, uh.. well, I wasn't sure what toppings you liked, so I ordered one plain cheese and one garden vegetable - mostly because that's my favorite."

"Duly noted." Unsettled by the silky timbre of her own low voice, Yeji cleared her throat. She hadn't meant to flirt, for Pete's sake. "Both sound delicious."

"Great!" Visibly relieved, Ryujin stared awkwardly for half a beat, then shuffled her feet. "I guess I also wondered if you wanted to go over this weekend's workshop ahead of time, like we did the last one. That worked out pretty well, I thought. My regrettable, late-stage attempt at line-crossing aside."

Yeji recalled the superhuman willpower she'd had to exercise in order to flee Ryujin's apartment rather than accept her invitation to mutually masturbate. That situation had been her own damn fault, however, not Ryujin's. By announcing her plans to finger herself on the other side of their shared bedroom wall, she'd emboldened Ryujin to propose getting naked outside of class. Taking responsibility, Yeji said, "As I recall, I stuck my toe over that line first. I shouldn't have teased you the way I did."

Ryujin's nostrils flared. "What if I like being teased?"

Rather than answer directly, Yeji said, "It won't happen again - outside of class, that is." Regretting Ryujin's clear disappointment, she lowered her guard, stepping aside to grant Ryujin passage into the intensely private sanctum she'd only ever shared with Lia. "Come in. Before our dinner gets cold."

Ryujin blinked, then carefully crossed the threshold. "Not as though cold pizza is bad pizza." She shot Yeji a cautious smile. "Let's be clear. There's no such thing."

Closing the door behind Ryujin, Yeji crinkled her nose in exaggerated disgust. "I beg to differ.
Few things gross me out more than nasty, congealed cheese on soggy bread." She walked them to the kitchen, mindful to snag her wine from the coffee table along the way. "Hot and fresh, pizza is truly the food of the gods. But cold? Worse than garbage."