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CHAPTER 7 : Restrict ; 2na

The sight in front of Mina is nothing short of typical; Sana is never shy when it comes to affection with other members, and it just so happens that Dahyun is one of her main targets. She isn't jealous, she swears, because Sana is hers. And Sana always comes back to Mina at the end of the day, so it shouldn't matter anyway.

But she can't help but grip the stuffed penguin a fan had gifted her even harder as Jihyo speaks through a microphone, saying something about the first time Chaeyoung got drunk. Her knuckles are turning white, and she's only making herself angrier because she isn't jealous. Sana leans a bit too close to Dahyun, and Mina's heart leaps into her throat, but it shouldn't. She grips onto the side of the table, surely pouting.

Jihyo notices quicker than anyone else does seeing as she's amazingly attentive, so she sidles up to Mina, wrapping an arm around the girl's waist, a frown in place on her lips. Sana is too focused on dancing for Dahyun however, and Mina feels a bit sick. And when Jeongyeon holds her hand, squeezing it once, twice, she kind of wants to be left alone. And that only serves to make her feel worse because Jeongyeon hasn't done anything wrong, and-

She doesn't feel any better at the dorm. Jihyo decided to treat the members to ice cream, and she was hoping that Mina would come along, but she understands if she needs her alone time. So she allows her to leave early, but not without a request: talk to Sana about it.

Directly confronting Sana, and even Momo who seemed to be much easier to talk to, wasn't in her nature. She'd rather go with the flow, and wish for the best. But Sana is the same way, only with the promise of confronting the person she's upset with or who has upset her. And knowing Jihyo, Sana knows how upset Mina was, and still is. But it isn't her fault for wanting to have Sana to herself sometimes.

"Minari?" There's three knocks at the door to the room she shares with three other members. Mina nearly chokes at the familiar voice, a wave of anxiety crashing over her. She shouldn't be nervous, "can I come in?"

"Okay," She instantly regrets her reply when she catches sight of Sana and her messy hair, and she smells Dahyun's perfume, "Jihyo told you, didn't she?"

"She did," Mina tenses as she feels the bed dip with Sana's weight, "you could have told me after the event, Mina. You're my priority."

"You looked really happy with Dahyun, so I didn't want to bother you," and it's true. Mina adores Sana's smile, and typically she wouldn't care what was causing it, but she wants to be the one making Sana smile so wide her cheeks hurt. She's known Sana longer than any of the others (disregarding Momo) ever will, and that means she understands Sana better.

"Bother me? You can't do that," she laughs, "it's more the other way around. I'm happy with you, too."

"You're forgiving me for being jealous, then?" Hope fills Mina's chest despite knowing Sana always gives in. She loves Sana.

"There's nothing wrong with it," Sana squeezes Mina's thigh, "I like you when you're jealous. It means you care about me, yeah?"

"I thought that was obvious."

"It is! But when you're jealous, your cheeks get all red and you look extra pretty. Having you under me is much different than having Dahyun under me, but that doesn't mean you're bad. Kissing you is much different than kissing Dahyun, but I like it," Mina swallows. The thought of Sana taking control of Dahyun isn't as terrible as she would have presumed it would be. She knows how whiny Dahyun is, and how easily she complies. And she knows how commanding Sana can be, and how unforgiving she decides to be, whether it be edging for hours on end or overstimulating Dahyun to the point she can do nothing but cry and beg. Sana is just as possessive as Mina is, if not more, "do you feel better now?"

"I think so," she replies, voice shaky as she wills herself not to squirm when Sana's fingers dip closer to her inner thigh, "Sana-"

"You're breathing differently. You're thinking about Dahyun under me, aren't you?" Though it's merely nothing but a question, it seems more like a confrontation, one that already threatens to drown Mina.

The drowning can only be accompanied by the tantalizing drip of hot wax, searing and intense. Sana loved teasing Mina, and getting the girl into a more submissive place was always, always too easy. With a hand on Mina's thigh, and her lips on her neck, it wasn't long until she could easily have Mina under her.

Red really brings out everything lovely about Mina, she thinks, as her fingers slip under the collar. She tugs it once with her left hand, "too tight?"

"No," Mina whimpers. Sana can only smile as she allows the wax to drip further down her exposed stomach and onto the top of her thighs, "S-Sana, I want-"

"I know what you want, Mina. But I don't want to give it to you yet, so you'll wait," with nails scratching angry red lines into her skin, Sana laughs as Mina attempts to writhe. The rope was such a nice touch, "Dahyunnie doesn't like being restrained. She doesn't want me to hurt her, and that's perfectly fine, you know? But you take the pain like a good girl, don't you?" Mina nods, eyes shutting tightly at the sting of Sana's teeth biting into her shoulder as dips her fingers down. Slick coats them easily, and Sana can't help but laugh, "you're soaked."

"Please," Mina's voice is soft, barely there and dripping with need. Sana shakes her head, setting the candle on the top of Mina's shelf.

"You can speak louder than that."

"I can't," she huffs, sobbing when Sana's nails dig into her thigh, "S-Sana, I n-need, fuck, want-"

"That filthy mouth of yours is only going to get you into trouble."

"T-Then maybe you should f-fuck it," Sana rolls her eyes as she takes a nipple between her fingers, rolling and pinching harshly, "please."

"Or I could gag you. More fun for me, right?" Sana is a complete liar, but Mina doesn't have to know that. Mina doesn't have to know that Sana would much prefer Mina crying out for her.

And Mina doesn't have to know that Sana definitely plans to make her come over and over because she's her baby, and only hers.