The Last to Leave || Ryeji ff

- Chapter 7 -

"Wait. So, tell me again. Why are you at Ryujin's apartment right now?" Jisu asked Yeji over FaceTime.

In the two weeks since they'd made their agreement, Yeji had spent a lot of time at this apartment. She was there at least a few hours every night of the weekend and had even stopped by after a few particularly challenging days at work. She wasn't sure why Ryujin's apartment had become their designated sex spot, but she didn't mind. Her one-bedroom apartment was cute and welcoming. It was filled with bright colors and even had cream-colored furniture that Yeji had yet to figure out how Ryujin kept clean. Big windows allowed for the sun to provide natural light to the whole apartment. It was in such contrast to Yeji's apartment that mostly consisted of dark brown and black, that coming there felt like an escape. Not to mention, the mattress on Ryujin's bed was so soft, it felt like having sex on a cloud. Some nights, it was nearly impossible for Yeji to not just let herself drift off to sleep on it, but that would have broken every unspoken rule of their agreement.

"Earth to Yeji," Jisu's voice cut through her thoughts.

"I'm sorry. What was the question?"

"I asked why you're at Ryujin's apartment on a random Friday night." The way Jisu's eyes lit up when she asked the question told Yeji why Jisu wanted her to be there, but she could shove that pipe dream of the four of them going on double dates up her ass because it would never happen.

"I told you. She's helping me with something."

Before Yeji knew what was happening, Ryujin crouched down in front of the couch, unbuttoned her jean shorts, and slowly pulled them off of her legs. She gave her a look that silently asked what the hell she was doing but the only thing Ryujin gave her in return was a seductive wink that made her even more turned on than she already felt.

"What's she helping you with? And where is she anyway?"

Yeji had to work to keep her breathing steady as Ryujin scratched her fingers down her thighs. "She's touching, um, I mean teaching me some new relaxation techniques. She's, ah, preparing them right now."

Ryujin replaced her hands with her mouth, kissing and licking the inside of both of her thighs, and Yeji wondered how she was ever going to hold herself together to finish this phone call.

"Interesting," Jisu said as if she wasn't convinced. "Anyway, I just wanted to confirm that you guys are okay with doing the tasting for me on Sunday. Soobin offered to fly me to Philly to do it, but that's ridiculous. We're pretty sure we want the choices to be filet mignon, salmon, and chicken pasta primavera, so I just need you guys to try them and make sure they don't taste like shit."

Yeji bit back a groan as Ryujin placed multiple kisses over her underwear-clad center. "Sounds great. Ryujin says she can't wait to taste it."

Not missing her innuendo, Ryujin wiggled her eyebrows, then removed Yeji's underwear, so she was completely nude from the waist down. "I really should go though," Yeji said quickly, trying her best to keep her voice steady now that Ryujin's kisses were directly on her center. "Ryujin is impatiently waiting to go over these techniques."

As if on cue, Ryujin spread Yeji's legs farther apart and ran her tongue through her folds. Yep, Yeji was going to lose it.

"No worries. Have a good night, you two."

"Goodnight," Yeji and Ryujin said in unison.

Yeji threw her phone down on the couch and glared at Ryujin. "What the hell was that?"

"What? Did you not like it?" Ryujin asked, sounding so innocent for the girl who had just been trying to get Yeji off while she was on the phone.

"No. Well, okay, yeah. But still. What if I had lost control and screamed or something?"