After Jiwoo discovers us, Jinsoul leaves quietly without a word. She's so quiet in fact, that it's impossible to read her emotions. She picks up her clothes from the floor and slides past Jiwoo, her face blank. I think I would've felt better if she had slapped Jiwoo or something. Or maybe she should've slapped me. I certainly deserve it.
Jiwoo shuts the door after Jinsoul leaves and seductively walks towards me.
"I want you to fuck me and no one else," she says, gripping my arms and pulling herself up onto her toes.
"Please Sooyoung-ie?" Jiwoo whispers in my ear, and I cave into her desires.
I let her shove me on to the bed and climb over me. She kisses me angrily, her tongue sliding into my mouth as she violently bites my lower lip. I can't help but kiss her back.
Jiwoo pauses to take off her panties and begins to slide her wet pussy up and down the length of my body. Her fingers dig into my arms, strapping me to the bed.
"Moan for me Sooyoung-ie," Jiwoo growls.
I let out a slight whimper, a silent tear trickling down my cheek, but Jiwoo doesn't notice. Jiwoo being dominant was something I had never expected to see in my life.
Keeping her hands on my arms, Jiwoo begins to suck on my tiddie and finally, I let out a genuine moan of pleasure.
"That's my girl," Jiwoo says, and continues to suck me.
Jiwoo releases her grasp on my arms and slides down off my torso. She bends my knees and pushes my legs to the side. I feel two of her fingers enter me. Her fingers curl inward and I gasp at he feeling. Jiwoo fucks me passionately, with her thumb on my clit and her two fingers curling inside my vagina, just the way I used to fuck her.
I shove the bedsheet in my mouth to keep from crying out. My entire pussy is on fire and Jiwoo knows it. She grins maliciously as she replaces her fingers with her own sex. Jiwoo scissors me, our juices mixing together. I'm gripping the edges of my bed and I want nothing more than to scream and orgasm. We grind our pussies together in perfect unison, our clits colliding, and the passion is immeasurable.
Jiwoo and I orgasm at the same time, both moaning and collapsing onto the bed. I'm terrified of this new, jealous, angry, dominant Jiwoo, but at the same time, there's something oddly sexy about it. She really does love me, and I want to love her too.
"I love you, Kim Jiwoo," I say, and I really do mean it.
"I love you too, Ha Sooyoung," she replies, cuddling into my body, where she quickly falls asleep.
I lie awake, holding Jiwoo for a while, thinking about everything that has happened over the past few months. I feel so conflicted and scared and confused, yet the longer I lay there in the dark next to Jiwoo's small, soft body, the more I begin to realise that I really do know who I want.
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A/N: Who do you think Yves is going to choose??🙈 Who do you want her to end up with?👀
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Fanfiction"I feel like I'm drowning... But she is the water, and maybe I don't want to be saved. Maybe I want to sink so deeply, deeply in love that there's no chance of coming back up for air. And yet, maybe I already have." - Part XIII Finished! Disclaimer:...
