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CHAPTER 16 : Gentle ; MiTzu

Tzuyu huffs as Chaeyoung twists around in Nayeon's lap, laughter bubbling in her throat and spilling over her lips as the older girl presses her lips against Chaeyoung's neck.

It isn't the fact that Chaeyoung is being so openly affection, but rather that she herself isn't getting any attention. And it's absolutely ridiculous because Nayeon is naturally affectionate, and Chaeyoung is her baby. But Tzuyu kind of wants to be Nayeon's baby. She wants to be taken care of like Chaeyoung, and she wants to be the one in Nayeon's lap.

Mina squeezes Tzuyu's hand under the blanket, the comforting gesture bringing her out of her head. Mina has always been able to read Tzuyu quickly, and accurately. It's nice to not have to voice out all of her worries to the girl. She understands, too, something Tzuyu is never ungrateful for. Mina leans closer, hot breath tickling her ear, "Try and pay attention to the documentary."

It's something Chaeyoung chose, Tzuyu remembers, but it's boring, and Chaeyoung herself isn't even paying attention to it. But Jihyo is making them watch it out of respect for Chaeyoung, and Tzuyu kind of just wants to go to bed, or leave, or anything other than this. Her curiosity gets the better of her, and she sneaks in another glance at the pair, a strange feeling twisting inside of her stomach. Chaeyoung giggles, and she can see Nayeon's hands trailing up her shirt, and she feels sick. She's jealous, and she doesn't want to be. She wants to be happy that Chaeyoung and Nayeon are having fun, and she should know better. They aren't hers, and she isn't theirs.

And Mina knows better, squeezing once more before dropping her hand to Tzuyu's thigh. She jumps, and she can hear Mina laugh faintly under her breath, cold fingers writing words into her skin. She can't decipher them, but she can guess from the way Mina occasionally uses her nails to scratch just that slight bit harder that it's possessive. It's nice, and she feels owned. She loves feeling owned, whether it be from Jihyo, or Dahyun, or anyone at all. She loves feeling small, and she loves being on display underneath them. It's a stray thought, but one that makes her squirm nonetheless.

The man on the screen is speaking in English, and she can't really understand any of it, but she couldn't care less as Mina's fingers drag up, and dip under to her inner thigh, still writing words into her skin. She wants something more, something to ease the pressure gradually building in her stomach, or the arousal that continues to distract her from the documentary. Mina taps the inside of her thigh two times, and Tzuyu looks over at her, "Colour?"

"Green." She mumbles a reply, and Mina looks over at the couple still being sickeningly sweet on the other side of the room. They're far too distracted themselves to notice Mina placing butterfly kisses on the side of Tzuyu's neck, pressing her palm against the outside of Tzuyu's damp underwear. The younger girl gasps, hips bucking once to get the friction she so desperately needs, and Mina shushes her quietly.

"Keep quiet for unnie," she slides her hand up, snaking her fingers under the hem of the girl's underwear before pressing into her clit softly. Tzuyu's hips jolt once more as Mina circles the increasingly sensitive bud. She takes in her ragged breaths, and her soft whimpers as Chaeyoung continues to laugh at everything Nayeon says, changing the direction of her movements. Tzuyu whimpers, twisting and burying her face into Mina's neck, "you're doing so well, baby."

She tenses, thighs bracketing Mina's hand in, and she dips down, pushing into Tzuyu gently. She bites into her own lip to keep from sighing at the dripping heat. She curls her finger, pumping it in and out of the girl much too slow for her own liking, and definitely too slow for Tzuyu's. She wants to whine, and she wants to be reduced down to Mina's liking, but she can't, and the pressure that tightens in her stomach is nearly too much. It only worsens, and she can feel sweat forming from the sudden heat in the room as Mina's palm continues to graze her clit with every thrust, short, heavy breaths falling from her red lips. She tightens her hold on Mina's shirt beneath the blanket, grinding into Mina's hand as discreetly as she can.

She's close, so terribly close, and Mina doesn't have any intention on stopping. She wants to push her pretty girl over the edge, and she wants to remind her as many times as she can that she's owned, and loved, and that Mina would give her all to the girl. And she will, she decides, adding another finger to stretch Tzuyu out just enough to make her whimper. Nayeon's eyes drift away from Chaeyoung, and to Mina. Mina smiles, carefully filling Tzuyu to the hilt, and then curling her fingers.

She comes with a gasp, and Mina can only keep eye contact with Nayeon as she helps Tzuyu come down from her high. She can't wait to kiss her, and to tell her how good she was, and how beautiful and appreciated she is. She can't wait for Tzuyu to begin laughing like she always does after she comes, and she can't wait to hold her tonight. She's so lovely.