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punishment-Yuichanzu Part 1 (M)

[This is written in Zuumin's perspective]

Yui-pon walks ahead of me, pushing past our front door after forcing the keys out of the lock. I close the door quietly behind me and double check that it's locked before following her hot trail up the hallway. The keys slam against the kitchen counter in the distance and the light in the bathroom switches on, my feet scuff on the carpet as i approach the yellow glow.

Standing in the doorframe, I stare at her for a moment; her blonde hair is a mess, the once styled bun now distressed and her make-up's smudged. I watch as she lets a cheap make-up wipe tug at her skin.

“You shouldn’t be so rough, Yui-pon”.

She makes eye contact with me through the mirror, “you have no right to tell me that”.

I walk towards the sink, our arms brush against one another as I pick up my own wipe and Yui-pon chucks hers away.

“I can’t believe you...” I begin removing my mascara as she begins hastily brushing her teeth.

“…Would do something like that”. I turn to Yui-pon as she spits quickly, making eye contact with her as looks up at me.

“I didn’t do anything wrong, pon,” I grab my toothbrush and start brushing my teeth, lightly massaging my gums. Yui rips the hairband out of her hair before attempting to run her fingers through it. She stays silent, I avert my eyes back to the mirror before moisturising my face.

“You didn’t even let me explain what actually happened, if you could stop being jealous and listen to me for two seconds-” Yui-pon grabs my jaw and slams our lips together. My lips ache but I still find my fingers in her knotty hair.

Yui-pon pulls away and looks into my eyes, still gripping my jaw “I don’t care who he was, I hate flirty men”. I nearly chuckle, but instead let a smirk escape as I grab her by the waist.

“He was just doing his job, pon” I pull her closer.

“As your girlfriend…” Her hands graze my sides and cup my ass “… Would you let me do mine?” My head falls to her should as I smile.

Yui-pon raises her brows at me, “after all this time you still blush?” I hug her tighter, lingering in the moment before releasing her, giving myself the opportunity to fiddle with her shirt's buttons.

“Of course I do,” I whisper, gazing at her.

She pushes me against the wall, her breasts press against my hands as I finish undoing the second button. I try to push my hands towards the third but she presses harder.

“And the waiter? Does he make you blush?”

“He-”

“Yes or no, Baby.”

“Yes.”

“Why?” Yui-pon shifts, my hands slip to the third button and then the fourth.

“Because he was making me uncomfortable? I don’t know, Yui-pon. What do you want me to say in this situation?!”

“I want you to be honest”.
“Alright, fine! he was attractive, sure! But I would never date him, he’s a fucking creep, Pon. We both know that and you should trust me enough to know that I would never want him over you.” Her shirt falls open as the last button is released. Yui-pon pulls the shirt off her shoulders to fully reveal her black lacy bra. I graze my fingers up her back and unclasp it, watching it fall to the floor. My hands squeeze her breasts before I let my thumbs massage her nipples. She refuses to make a sound.

Interrupting me, as she pulls my top above my head. I’m left in only my red bra and skirt leaning against the wall. Yui-pon pulls my right breast out of my bra and begins sucking on my cold nipple. My head lulls back at the suddenly warmth, I couldn't hold her eye contact.