Covetousness

Redflags #5 | OT8 + 1

No R18 for now, just a little clue who's the plus one. And also to remind you to keep safe and stay hydrated, make sure you have emergency hotlines in your contacts. ^-^

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It's an unusually quiet night, the house blanketed in darkness, and you find yourself wide awake for no apparent reason. The clock reads 5 a.m., yet sleep feels miles away. Your stomach growls, reminding you of the hunger that stirred you from bed. Craving a midnight snack, you carefully slip out of your room, each step taken with caution, conscious not to make a sound. You don't want to wake Gwen, or anyone else sleeping nearby. The floorboards creak slightly as you pad down the hallway, the air cool and still, wrapping you in a strange yet peaceful solitude.

Reaching the kitchen, you flick on a small light, just enough to see your way around without fully illuminating the room. You begin scanning the cupboards and fridge, searching for something quick and satisfying.

As you lean in closer, eyes focused on finding the perfect snack, you suddenly feel the warmth of two arms wrapping around your waist from behind. The touch is unexpected, and your entire body stiffens. Heart pounding, you stifle a gasp, instinctively tensing up, ready to defend yourself.

But before panic can take hold, the grip tightens in a familiar way, and you feel a face nestle into the curve of your neck, a gentle breath sending a wave of calm through you. The scent, the embrace - it's unmistakable.

"Mikha Lim!" you whisper sharply, twisting your head to the side in surprise. "What on earth are you doing here?"

Mikha lets out a low chuckle, her lips brushing lightly against your neck. "I fell asleep in the living room," she murmurs, her voice soft and slightly raspy from sleep. "I woke up when I saw the kitchen light on and thought I'd come check. I wasn't expecting to find you sneaking around at 5 a.m.," she adds, nuzzling into your neck, sending a familiar warmth down your spine.

"I missed you, can I have my ways even it's not yet my turn to have you?" She rasped and push you gently to the wall, she rub her bulge against your center as you threw your head and bite your hands to prevent yourself from moaning.

She remove your hand to your mouth and clash her lips instead against yours and tightened her grip to your waist. She thrust harder her cloth bulge to your not so wet clothed core.

Her now hard length bucked to your front and her lips trying its best to silence you. "Fuck Mikha" you moaned between kisses. Both of your lungs felt like a fire and about to run out of breath. You instinctively pulled away to see Mikha looking at you with her dark eyes. You felt yourself getting aroused already willing to give yourself to her even if its not yet her turn to have you.

Just as she begins peppering your neck with delicate kisses, there's an abrupt knock at the front door, slicing through the intimacy of the moment. Both of you freeze, her arms loosening slightly as you both turn toward the sound. You can feel Mikha's irritation in the way her body tenses, and she mutters a quiet, "Damn it," reluctantly letting go of you, her arms dropping away.

You give her an understanding smile, reaching up to brush a thumb over her cheek in reassurance. "I'll go see who it is. You wait here, alright?" you say softly, hoping to ease the frustration in her eyes.

Taking a calming breath, you make your way to the door, mind racing with thoughts of who could be visiting at this hour. You twist the handle, pulling the door open, and for a moment, you're stunned into silence. Standing there, in the dim light of dawn, are two familiar faces, wearing warm smiles that feel like home.

"Seulgi Unnie! Jennie Unnie!" you exclaim, unable to contain your joy as you practically leap forward, enveloping them in a tight embrace. They both laugh, wrapping their arms around you as if they'd been waiting just for this moment. Behind you, you can sense Mikha watching, arms crossed, her exasperation evident. You can almost hear her muttering, "What a disruption," though there's a hint of amusement beneath it.