Chaennie Smuts [one - shots] ♡

Banging Ms. CEO

Chaeyoung's back was arched as she shifted slightly in her bed, breasts heaving with the rise and fall of her chest, gripping her dick firmly in her hand as she moved it up and down in short but fast strokes, her bare body covered in a sheen of sweat. Remembering smooth creamy thighs, She let out a heady moan and quickened the pace of her hand, letting thoughts of dark brown eyes and plump red lips take over her senses, and she whimpered as she imagined those lips wrapped around her cock. Her skin was flushed and her breathing was coming out in harsh pants. She was so so close, her vision was starting to blur slightly. A few more strokes of her hand and she came, tensing and yelling out a certain brunette's name, her come instantly coating her fingers.

She had just collapsed back onto the bed after cleaning herself up with a wet wipe when her phone buzzed, alerting her she had a text from Jisoo. She groaned when she saw she had been assigned to another interview, with none other than the woman she had just fantasized about.

Park Chaeyoung had a dick.

Jennie had been suspicious, having been sure she had seem the outline of a certain something the last time Chaeyoung had come to interview her. She had noticed since the beginning how fidgety and nervous Chaeyoung seemed to become around her, and Jennie had to admit she sometimes purposefully did things to fluster Chaeyoung.

She certainly had been flirting, pretty openly if you asked her, but Jennie was pretty sure that Chaeyoung was oblivious to it, and god, it was cute sometimes how she didn't seem to notice at all; how Chaeyoung would blush and smile so brightly at Jennie's words, but didn't seem to see it as the flirting that probably everyone else already saw it as. It was adorable, really. But it was also so so frustrating, because Jennie didn't know how much longer she could stand it without kissing Chaeyoung. And she very, very much wanted to kiss Her. Hell, she wanted to do so much more than just kiss her.

Even though she had been told Jennie was expecting her, Chaeyoung knocked on the door to the brunette's office anyway, her nerves getting the better of her. She couldn't help but hope Jennie would tell her that something came up, that there was a very important meeting she had to get to and therefore she would not be able to be interviewed by Chaeyoung. It's not that Chaeyoung didn't want to see her, it wasn't that at all.  It was actually the exact opposite.

She had been harboring an extremely huge crush on one Miss Jennie Kim ever since she had first met the woman. And seriously, who wouldn't be? Jennie was absolutely wonderful in every way. She was exceptionally strong, even after everything she endured with the death of her parents and the media not giving her peace. She was still so kind and honest and so intelligent. And it was so obvious how much she cared about her company . It was clear that when Jennie Kim cared about something, she put every ounce of herself into it, she didn't hold back. Not to mention she was the most breathtakingly beautiful woman Chaeyoung has ever seen. The day she met Jennie, she was surprised she could even form a semi-coherent sentence, she was sure her brain had short-circuited at the sight of Jennie's gummy smile.

Unfortunately, because of all this, Chaeyoung , specifically certain parts of Chaeyoung , tended to become very easily excited  in Jennie's presence. And well, Chaeyoung figured that in a professional setting at the very least, that sort of excitement shouldn't be happening, and it would very much be an embarrassment if Jennie were ever to notice. And, really, Chaeyoung thought it ridiculous to believe that Jennie could ever return her feelings. So staying away from the woman would probably be a wise idea. But unfortunately Kim Jisoo had other plans, which appeared to be to put Chaeyoung through as much exquisite torture as possible.

"Come in," Jennie raised her voice so she could be heard.

With an intake of breath to steady her nerves, Chaeyoung entered the room with a smile, clutching her notepad and her phone in front of her, "Hello, Miss Kim."