BETWEEN LOVE || BBANGSAZ (21+)

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Minji rushes to Hanni, not daring to waste another minute. She feels like she's dressed haphazardly, is pretty sure the knot of her tie is all wrong and she fears that she's wrinkled her blouse in her haste. But the suit is black, the material thick and sturdy, and it's her favourite. She feels good, she feels confident, she feels extremely fucking nervous because she's about to fuck Hanni with a strap-on.

Minji isn't a stranger to strap-ons. She was in a committed relationship for years; she has used bout half a dozen different types and sizes. But this is Hanni. This is the girl she's falling in love with, the girl she's supposed to just be having casual sex with so her urges are satisfied while her boyfriend couldn't see to them.

(Something that still baffles Minji, how could anyone not be attracted to and turned on by Pham hanni.)

No, this is Hanni, asking her to fuck her so hard she'll forget her own name. Minji shudders as she remembers the text message, can't help but imagine Hanni in that lingerie set, can't help but imagine her sprawled out on the bed, hair in a halo around her, legs open and inviting.

Minji's nearly losing her grip on the steering wheel. She decided to drive her car to Hanni this afternoon, because she doesn't want to ruin her suit in the wind and honestly, her entire body is practically shaking with excitement.

One thing is true: the only thing Minji can think about right now is taking Hanni on every flat surface inside that apartment. She's almost consumed with lust and shaking from it in the short fifteen minutes it takes her to get to Hanni.

She parks her car a block away, takes deep breaths of fresh air as she walks to the apartment, nervously playing with the key in her hand. It's obvious Hanni wants her to let herself in, but Minji feels awkward about it. She isn't sure how to act once she walks through that door, pretty much inviting herself into Hanni's apartment.

(She said ours.)

Her worry nearly kills her arousal, but then she reaches the building, looks through the window of the gallery and is instantly reminded of the time she fucked Hanni right there against the wall of the apartment, suit still on, lingerie still on, Hanni's head thrown back and her legs tight around Minji's waist.

Minji braces herself against the door, takes another deep breath. Something about the way Hanni spoke, demanded what she wants from Minji, that picture; it's adding to the fire of this intense lust Minji has never known before. She almost growls, is nearly a little surprised by it, then wonders if Hanni would like that. If it would turn her on more, if she would gasp in response, or moan.

She remembers their first conversation, when she asked if Hanni was dominant and then stated she was just as much. She remembers their previous encounters and the shifting dominance in their dynamic and decides right then and there, before going inside, that she won't hold back this time. And something tells her, that's exactly what Hanni wants.

She opens the door and slowly walks the stairs leading to Hanni's apartment floor. She's trying to collect herself because she wants this to last. She wants to appear in control and drive Hanni insane and she wants to spend hours just teasing and torturing.

Once on front of the door to Hanni's apartment, she takes another deep breath and straightens her suit. It's a three-piece, so she adjusts the vest first, then the jacket, making sure everything fits perfectly against her body. Then she adjusts her tie, even bough she can't see it, but the motion calms her, usually makes her feel confident. Right now, in front of Hanni's apartment - their - door she feels that confidence leaving her body. The suit suddenly seems ill-fitted. She brushes the collars of her black blouse and then adjusts the jacket again, mainly out of nervousness and then, finally, she fishes they key from her pocket.