SAHYO IMAGINES

SURPRISE

sana spends the whole day in a simmering state of arousal, thinking about tonight’s plans. she tries not to think about it too hard because she can’t be wet all day in public, but when at one in the morning she sneaks into her girlfriend’s apartment, she’s undeniably soaked.

she’s waited for this. jihyo gave her a key since she’s there most of the time anyway, although she hasn’t quite moved in yet. so, she’s not really breaking and entering, but she gets a little thrill out of it, nonetheless. she’s a little nervous, too, maybe a lot nervous--but excited. so excited she can hardly stand it as she opens the door to jihyo’s room, shutting it quietly behind her.

jihyo is sprawled out on the bed, one leg dangerously close to hanging off. it’s sticking out of the sheets and sana reaches out to brush her fingers against the tattooed thigh, the nerves melting into a steady stream of excitement. she swallows hard, dragging her nails lightly across jihyo’s skin. jihyo is a relatively heavy sleeper, and it’ll take a lot more than that to wake her, but still sana squeezes her thighs together at the thrill of it all.

they talked about this scene about three months ago when sana had asked jihyo to share one of her fantasies, to which jihyo had eagerly acquiesced.

i want you to wake me up with your mouth on my cock. i want you to hold me down, pin my arms, and ride me so hard i scream. i want you to take charge because i asked you to do it, knowing it’s still me pulling the strings.

sana remembers the soft, sultry tones of jihyo’s voice, the flick of her tongue on the shell of her ear. she remembers jihyo leaning in close, whispering, and i want it to be a surprise when it happens. i don’t want to be able to anticipate it.

sana had been hesitant, but after a long and thorough negotiation, she was sold on the idea. she and jihyo had fucked about it after, too. jihyo wanting this so much was enough to make her want it not only for jihyo, but for herself as well. she wants to make this fantasy a reality, wants to see for herself just how into it jihyo said she would be.

sana doesn’t want clothes to get in the way of fucking her alpha the way she was told to, so she undresses down to her underwear, a lingerie set that jihyo bought her to wear specially for this occasion. she cups her breasts in her hands, brushes her thumbs across her nipples through the lacy black fabric. her core tightens and her clit throbs. she presses her wet thighs together, biting the inside of her cheek as she watches jihyo peacefully snooze away. she’s unsure of how to go about this. should she go straight for it or try to draw it out? what would be more fun?

she shuffles forward so she can tug the sheet completely off jihyo’s body. she climbs onto the bed as carefully as she can and settles down on her knees beside her, not quite touching her because she doesn’t want her to wake up yet. sana glides her hand along the smooth skin of jihyo’s belly and up to her lacy bralette. she lightly touches the piercings on jihyo’s nipples through the fabric, a hot blush rising to her cheeks.

she’s so wet over the thought of what’s to come that she can barely think through her arousal. she fights off her embarrassment and the rising shame of being so aroused. jihyo told her in excruciating detail just what she wanted. who would sana be to deny her something they both want?

she gently tugs down jihyo’s frilly panties. jihyo’s cock is soft, and sana’s cheeks burn as she touches the head of it. she tells herself to stop and take a deep breath, so she does. she centers herself, imagines jihyo’s shocked delight when she realizes what’s happening. heat pools between her legs and wetness trickles down her thigh.

she takes jihyo’s dick in both hands, stroking it with featherlight touches. jihyo mumbles something unintelligible and wriggles her hips and sana freezes, breath catching in her throat. she stays still for what seems like forever, heart pounding. she waits until she’s sure jihyo has settled before continuing.