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It's too hot.
It's too hot, and she's covered in a sheet of sweat as she arches her back, another long whine falling from her lips. It's sudden, the way the vibrations between her thighs only intensify. Laughter, and teeth sinking into her burning shoulder, then.
"C-Can I come?" She rasps, hips moving to their own accord. More laughter.
"No."
"Nayeon," she whimpers, and the tears clouding in her eyes are finally freed as the girl above her yanks the vibrator away. She sobs, an arm falling over her eyes, "I've been good, I- I promise, please-"
"I know, baby," she murmurs as she presses the pretty pink toy against her clit once more. She really can't help the sound that is ripped from her throat, "you're always so good for us." Jihyo reminds the girl in front of her that she is very much still here as she takes a sensitive pink nipple between her fingers. She chuckles, her hot breath doing absolute wonders for Jeongyeon. Jeongyeon gasps, her eyes squeezing shut as she finds herself right on the edge for- God, she's lost count. It's been hours, and it's becoming unbearable. The pressure and heat combined with the overstimulation, well-
"Don't come," Jihyo whispers into her ear. Her eyes flicker to Nayeon, silent words being exchanged between them. Nayeon turns the setting up, the vibrations coming in short, intense bursts that have Jeongyeon absolutely writhing, "you're doing so well, Jeong." The praise is accompanied by Nayeon switching the setting once more. This time it's constant, so intense that Jeongyeon can do nothing but tense up before it's turned off abruptly. She feels Jihyo smile against her skin as her arm is pulled away from her eyes. She struggles against the hold Jihyo has on her wrists despite knowing that she's in no position to try and get away. She wouldn't want to anyway; she feels too good, too euphoric right now to think coherently.
A loud swear drips from her lips when the toy comes in contact with the swollen, sensitive nub between her legs for what feels like the millionth time. It blends into a moan, one so loud that Jihyo hums with a smile, "take my fingers." They slip into her mouth so easily that Jihyo melts, the older girl gagging as they fill her mouth completely. It's intimate, and intense, and Jeongyeon really doesn't believe she can take it any longer. Especially not when Nayeon is circling her clit now, playing around with the settings with such a smug grin that she's absolutely sure she's soaking the sheets under her. She feels bad for the hotel bed. Not really.
She truly has absolutely no clue what she's done to deserve this. Jeongyeon was being good, she swears, and she hasn't acted out in days. She even allowed Nayeon to kiss her on the cheek without too much of a fight at the concert last week. And she definitely didn't stop Jihyo when her hand decided to slip beneath the table and up her skirt as they were out with Sana and Momo. She allowed them to do what they wanted, but she's stuck in such a sticky mess that she's forgotten her own name now. Her stomach tenses, and the pressure increases so quickly that Jeongyeon is grasping onto Jihyo's shirt so tightly she's afraid it'll rip. She really wouldn't care.
"Good girl," Jihyo purrs into her ear as Jeongyeon's back arches once more. Nayeon allows her to tip over the edge just that slight bit before switching off. She's absolutely sobbing now, her legs squeezing together as more slick drips down her thighs. She could definitely be a brat now, but that wouldn't work out. If she did, she'd just deserve more denial, and more torture, and right now she just wants to come, "don't close your legs."
"S-Sorry!" She forces out, sniffling as Nayeon parts them easily. She shuts her eyes for the tenth time since the past five minutes, her body slowly relaxing. It's nice, but it's torture as she waits for anything to touch her. Her eyebrows furrow as she opens her eyes, curiosity getting the better of her. She quickly regrets it as Nayeon smirks down at her, two fingers dipping down to stretch Jeongyeon out.
"Don't say sorry if you don't mean it, baby girl," her words aren't even all that bad, but her voice is absolutely fucking sultry, so it isn't Jeongyeon's fault that she can't stay still. Jihyo's fingers don't help at all, each movement an exact replica of Nayeon's, and it's too intense. Her mouth falls open, Jihyo's fingers slipping out. Her eyes roll into the back of her head as a wave crashes over her. Her vision goes completely white as the pressure in her stomach is finally released, her legs locking around Nayeon in a vain attempt at keeping her there. She comes down from her high with Nayeon rubbing circles into her hip as Jihyo kisses along her skin, but the sweetness doesn't last.
"I'm sorry, unnie, I didn't mean to-"
"Let's make you come four more times, shall we?"
