summary: Y/N is the head stylist for twice & finally gets the signal from her very special girls
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There was something attractive about Nayeon, something that you weren't able to put your finger on it. Maybe it was her voice or the shape of her lips or just the way she carried herself with such elegance. Momo was another story completely. The way her hips moved as she dances, her soft voice.
Closing my eyes as I imagined her moan my name constantly as I gave her what she wanted, what she lusted for, what she craved.
Pure release.
Shaking my head, I blinked rapidly, trying to erase the steamy images from my mind, Momo, Nayeon and I wrapped up in the sheets. Moaning and groans bouncing off the walls as Nayeon's warm tongue wrapped around my nipple, her teeth tugging slightly. I bite my lip as I tried to concentrate on the task that I had at hand.
I was the head stylist for TWICE and JYP has a special rule put in place where staff aren't allowed to have anything other than a professional relationship. And well sleeping with the artist is definitely not a professional relationship.
But I couldn't help it when Momo practically parades in her underwear. It's like she knew the effect that it had on me. Nayeon isn't any better, always biting her lip.
"Y/N unnie are you ok?" Jihyo asked as she looked at me in the reflection of the mirror as she was getting her hair done.
Blinking once again, I quickly replied.
"I'm fine Ji, was just out of it for a second."
Trying to gather my thoughts and not think about the two girls that constantly made me awaken from my slumber in a cold sweat, forcing me to take a cold shower (not that those work anymore, unfortunately)
The girls were getting ready for a photoshoot and when I tell you how hard it is to get 9 girls ready in such a short amount of time, it's a struggle. The room was in flames, staff running in different directions like headless chickens. My eyes scanned the room finding anything that needed help with and what a surprise. Nayeon was waiting for something to pick her outfit, she was simply sitting on a chair in a pair of sweats and a crop jumper.
"You alright Nayeon-ah?" I questioned, seeing her visually finch made me take a small step back in the small claustrophobic room which clearly wasn't big enough.
"Yeah, I'm alright unnie. Just waiting." She blushed, locking her phone which was a little suspicious. I simply shrugged it off.
"I'll get your outfit so you can get changed and get ready promptly," I spoke quickly before embarking on my trip to find her garments.
After searching around for about 2 minutes, I felt a tap on my back, turning around I saw a member of staff standing there.
"They found another room where you can take some of the other members that aren't ready yet. It's down the hall and to the right,"
I nodded and looked around the room to see who wasn't ready yet and just my luck there was Momo & Nayeon still wearing their casual clothes. I took a deep breath and thanked the staff for the newly found information.
He quickly rushed to wherever he was meant to be. I called out for both Momo & Nayeon to follow me as I held their clothes in my hands.
As I walked towards the door, I heard their footsteps behind me. Turning around I was faced with the two girls, both fair complexion but one have silky jet black hair whilst the other had honey drew brown hair but both having dark brown eyes. After my eyes glanced over the girls, I turned back round opening the door to the spacious room.
"Finally, we're alone" Momo exclaimed, stepping out of her jeans which caused me to look at her with uncertainty.
What the fuck was she on about?
Momo & Nayeon exchanged a look still leaving me in the dark.
Nayeon walked closer to me, her nimble fingers taking the clothes from my hands, placing them on the table behind me. Obviously still confused about the shift in the room's atmosphere.
"You know Y/N, we see the way you look at us." Momo approached dropping her top leaving her in just her matching white underwear, her skin looked silky smooth.
"I don't know what you're on about," I replied, looking away from her.
Nayeon's fingers found my face, she caresses from my temple to my cheek.
"We want you."
In that moment, I felt my heart stop, I froze on the spot.
"Trying to let you know, sending you a signal. I must let you know." Momo sang as she came closer.
I swallowed the lump that sat in my throat, my palms sweaty.
I felt Momo's lips make contact with the side of my neck, causing my eyes to slam close.
Nayeon turned my head slightly, pressing her crimson lips near my ear, whispering "If you want me to stop, just say the word" But I stayed silent, her lips slowly making their way down to my lips. But she stopped on the corner of my mouth.
"Or now."
Her lips met mine, they were sugar sweet with a hint of mint.
She nibbled on my bottom lip begging for entry but I denied her. Momo bit down on the nape of my neck as her fingers squeezed my ass causing me to gasp allowing Nayeon's tongue to explore mine.
Nayeon's hands reach up, pressing themselves against my chest.
