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CHAPTER 11 : Trust ; 2yeon

"You want to learn how to- I'm sorry, what, Jeong?"

Jeongyeon swallows, already feeling herself turn red, "I wanna learn how to please you."

"My sweet girl, you don't have to. I'm here to please you, and the only thing I expect from you is to be good and accept that." Nayeon smiles softly, running her hand through Jeongyeon's hair. She stares up at Nayeon, pouting and squirming because the only thing she wants right now is to make her unnie feel good, and she isn't getting that.

"I want to do this. Please?" Nayeon sighs in response, but her smile doesn't falter. She pats her lap, and Jeongyeon is quick to straddle her, biting into her lip. "Is this a yes?"

"I'll guide you, baby girl," and Jeongyeon is truthfully nervous; Nayeon prefers to give rather than to receive, especially when it comes to Jeongyeon, so she's completely clueless with Nayeon. It's easy with Momo, Chaeyoung, and Tzuyu because they easily prefer to receive rather than give, and Jeongyeon is used to what they like. They don't make Jeongyeon nervous like Nayeon does, and they don't reduce her into a stuttering, whining mess like Nayeon does, "poor baby. You're so flustered. Remember, you don't have to do this-"

"Green," Jeongyeon cuts her off, the heat surely burning her cheeks and ears. Under any other circumstance, Jeongyeon would have ended up bent over any available surface with Nayeon being absolutely relentless with the paddle; she isn't supposed to interrupt, "my colour is green."

Nayeon doesn't reply this time, simply taking Jeongyeon's chin between two fingers and directing her to look up at the ceiling. She presses open mouthed kisses to the base of her throat, laughing when Jeongyeon whines, "This is supposed to be about you!"

"But you like this. And if you like it, I find pleasure in that," Nayeon redirects Jeongyeon's face until she's eye to eye with her. Her lips are parted, shallow breaths escaping from between them, and her eyes are beautifully dark. Nayeon doesn't think she'll blindfold her this time, "and I know you feel me under you, Jeong. Wouldn't you much rather me be inside of you?"

Nayeon is daring, Jeongyeon will give her that. And she has absolutely no shame or fear that she'll be caught with a strap-on hidden beneath her clothes. But Jeongyeon? God, it took everything in her to go out with Nayeon earlier that day, and it took even more willpower to not say fuck it and ride her in public (Nayeon insisted on touching her in the movie theater). She has an image to keep after all.

"No," she rasps, squeezing her eyes shut when Nayeon's hands drop to her hips, guiding her along the length of the toy, "N-Nayeon, I- fuck, wanna m-make you feel good."

"You are," Jeongyeon would look pretty with a collar around her neck, Nayeon knows, and it's almost enough to make her get up and find it. But Jeongyeon also looks pretty grinding in her lap, whining and whimpering because she's so needy, "when I'm making you fall apart like this, it makes me feel so, so good, darling. On your knees."

Following commands was easy for Jeongyeon simply because she isn't a brat. She loves to please whether it's for her benefit or another member's, so she climbs off of Nayeon's lap (albeit a bit reluctantly) to settle in the floor exactly how she knows Nayeon wants her: on her knees, keeping eye contact. Nayeon can't help the smile that threatens to appear on her lips as she cooes, "Good girl," she reaches out to cup Jeongyeon's cheek, brushing her thumb over the pink skin. Jeongyeon leans into the touch, a softer whimper falling from the tip of her tongue, "so needy for me. I enjoy this, Jeong," the smooth movement of Nayeon's hands as they return back to her pants, and the way her fingers dip beneath them to slide them down as slowly as possible, inch followed by inch of her skin, and the harness being revealed by the second is truly tantalizing, and Jeongyeon briefly considers begging for her to hurry. But she's patient as Nayeon lowers her voice, "I enjoy how desperate you become by the second, and how I know you'll comply to me," as if to accentuate her statement, she points her finger down in front of her body, and Jeongyeon crawls closer almost immediately, "see?"

"Unnie," another whine, "can I touch you?"

"I'm sure you can. Correct yourself, love."

"May I?"

"You may. Slowly, Jeong."

They both know exactly what Jeongyeon wants to do, and it makes Nayeon much wetter than she'd like to admit. It provides a sense of trust with Jeongyeon, and it makes Nayeon melt to know Jeongyeon trusts her enough. That will always, always be her top priority.

Jeongyeon keeps her wide eyes on Nayeon's as she kisses the tip of the strap-on, tongue peeking out to coat it in spittle. She looks so pretty on her knees for Nayeon, and Nayeon has to stop herself from pulling Jeongyeon's hair to bring her closer. She did tell her to go slow. But the way Jeongyeon makes sure to actually listen to her, licking and sucking before taking the length of it into her mouth-

Nayeon swears she nearly comes untouched.

Jeongyeon moans when Nayeon's hands tangle in her hair, nails lightly scratching. She doesn't force her to take the strap-on deeper into her mouth despite wanting it so badly, but rather she praises Jeongyeon. She deserves it after all.

"You look so pretty with your lips wrapped around me, and you're doing so well. But I want to fuck your mouth, kitten. Are you okay with that?" Jeongyeon whines, allowing the toy to fall from between her lips, and it's nothing short of filthy, with the way drool drips from both the strap-on and down her chin. She nods, eyes so wonderfully dark, and cheeks turning redder by the second. Nayeon wishes she had her phone; the other members would adore the image, and she could keep it for herself for later, "I need you to tell me with your words."

"Y-yes, mommy." Nayeon can't wait to tear her apart piece by piece.