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CHAPTER 31: Cry ; MiHyo

a low purr, delicate, slender hands trailing up her front to carefully untie the knot resting between her breasts. the red top doesn't come undone right then, rather hangs by a single thread, just that slight bit looser, and she relishes in the soft, disappointed sounds each man makes. easy men they are, she thinks as a rather young looking one grins, awkwardly holding up what she believes to be five dollars. she knows damn well she's worth more than that, but it's money, and it's not like she's struggling, so she smiles slyly, making a come hither motion with her index finger. the boy stumbles, sweat glistening over his reddened cheeks, "j-just for you, miss!"

she laughs, shrugging and turning carefully to allow the boy to slip his money between the thin tie of her underwear. he seems to go rigid when she winks, mouthing a word of gratitude. a smooth sway of her hips as she walks back over to the black pole, hands hooking around it to pull herself up. she hasn't been doing this too long, only considered it maybe becoming a small hobby when nayeon mentioned it, but she finds the attention is so much better than the type she'd ever get sitting around in her office, even if it's just from terrible smelling, rowdy men. she's good at it though, and they seem to think so too, legs parting seductively, beads of sweat forming on her tanned skin.

a howl, something found in encouragement when she hangs daintily, breath catching in her throat at the sight of myoui mina now sitting in one of the leather chairs in front of her. she shouldn't be as shocked as she is, has seen her before considering she's a regular, but the way her dark eyes are taking in every little inch of jihyo's skin, tongue peeking out between her lips. she smirks, raising a finger and twirling it slowly. jihyo complies, dropping to her knees to grind into the air slowly, hand coming up between her legs slyly. mina tilts her head, a small look of disapproval at the older woman's teasing. jihyo knows she'll be the only one to regret it later.

compliant, only jihyo could be once behind the curtains of the red room, mina's fingers snaking around her throat as she peppers butterflies kisses across her sweat-coated skin. her teeth graze along her bare throat, roughly pushing her impossibly further against the couch. jihyo hisses, fingers snaking in mina's hair, nails scratching lightly, and her breath stutters the second mina presses her finger to jihyo's clit. getting impatient with the fabric in the way, mina growls, roughly tugging her underwear to the side before slipping a single digit inside her, mumbling something under her breath while jihyo mewls, rocking back against her hand.

"what if your employees could see you like this, mm?" mina grins against her skin, "see how much of a little slut you are for me."

the words sear into jihyo's mind easily, her face turning red from her nose all the way up to the tips of her ears. mina squeezes tighter, jihyo's eyes rolling into the back of her head as she loses more air, strangled gasps coming to rise.

mina pulls away suddenly, tongue running up her slick covered finger slowly, red lips wrapping around it easily. her dark eyes stare jihyo down, keeping her in place as she walks off to the opposite corner of the room. she shuffles through a black drawer for a couple minutes, jihyo writhing with impatience, pulling out the strap-on she's used on jihyo so many times before. a small, nearly empty, bottle of lube follows, and mina smirks, admiring the way jihyo whimpers, eyes wide.

"you know what i'm going to do, don't you?" her smirk slips into a smile. "know how easy it's gonna be for me to hold you down and fuck your cute little ass with it, yeah?"

"mhm," she inhales sharply through her nose when mina cocks an eyebrow, "i-i mean yes, miss. want your cock in me. please, miss?"

"fucking cute," a supercilious tone mine uses, head spinning as she follows every little movement mina makes. her mouth nearly waters at the sight of mina running her finger along the length before wrapping her hand around it and stroking once, twice, thrice, and jihyo tears up. "turn around for me, darling. can't fuck you just yet, can i?"

"no y-you can," she makes a soft 'hmph' as she follows mina's simple directions, "you don't wanna."

"oh, no, i definitely want to fuck you. just like the way you squirm on my tongue." mina runs her tongue along her bottom lip as if for emphasis, and jihyo briefly wants to roll her eyes at the younger woman. she decides against it however, figuring the consequence wouldn't be enjoyable.

she jumps, burying her face into her arm as mina presses two soft kisses to her cheek, tongue pressing against her tight hole softly. she grinds back against mina's tongue, sighs and whimpers easily muffled into her bare skin, each shuddered breath becoming more erratic each lap and suck of her mouth. jihyo almost hates the fact that myoui mina's as talented as she is, but she never dwells too much on it as long as she's on the receiving end of her talents.

her stomach curls with heat and anticipation, the still foreign sensation burning itself into her body as she clenches around nothing. she's almost sure she could come like this, up until mina pulls away abruptly, slapping her ass three times in quick succession. she reaches over to grab onto the bottle lube, coating the strap-on with a generous amount along with her fingers. she hums lowly, pushing her finger into jihyo's ass carefully, using her free hand to spread the lube over the strap, biting her bottom lip at the lilted sound jihyo makes.

two fingers having stretched her out later, mina finds herself bottoming out inside her, nails digging harshly into her hip and stilling to allow jihyo to adjust. she whimpers, drool dripping from her mouth and tears spilling easily. she pushes back against mina, soft begging being cut off by slow, deep strokes, mina's hot pants against her shoulder. the gentle pace doesn't last long, the sound of skin slapping accompanying jihyo's cries in a matter of minutes, her body being pushed harshly into the couch. she grips onto the edges of it, a mantra of mina's name falling away from her slacked jaw, entire body hot. with the room seemingly closing in, mina bites into jihyo's shoulder, tongue sloppily running along the teeth marks she leaves behind, hips meeting jihyo's ass rougher.

soft degradation and rasped praise, jihyo can't fucking breathe, can only continue to push back against mina with glazed over eyes and beg for something she isn't quite sure of yet, "wonder if they can hear how fucking loud you're being," mina laughs, drawing a deep breath in as she pulls back almost completely. she forces herself back into jihyo's ass easily, abs beginning to burn from the fast pace she refuses to slow down from, "you know how pathetic you are for letting me use you, right? know how stupid you sound getting used like my own personal little fuck toy?" jihyo whines in response, incoherent words slurring into the room.

mina swears under her breath, wiping at the sweat on her forehead with the back of her forearm, left hand gripping jihyo's waist hard enough to leave pretty little bruises all over her. she reaches down to circle around jihyo's clit, a quick, short, tight pace that somehow still matches her thrusts, and jihyo falls forward completely, allowing her moans to be muffled by the couch as she comes hard, her thighs shaking.

but mina is never done with jihyo, not until her manager knocks on the door while she's got jihyo sleepily grinding into her lap, slick and come coating her thighs and makeup all fucked up. and they are far, far from that.