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Heejin was the only one who could see her like this.
Hyunjin had a reputation for being aloof. Somewhat odd, but serious and dedicated. Despite still existing as a Senior in college, the girl already worked at a part-time internship for some big-shot reporting company, thus already becoming a well-respected journalist before graduating.
Hyunjin often seemed untouchable in the presence of others, which is why it meant so much to Heejin when she saw her like this.
Hyunjin was starfished on their full-sized bed, the hot summer night ensuring she was as naked as the day she was born. She was currently on her phone, one of her hands trailing through her lightly damp hair. Hyunjin had just come out of the shower, and Heejin was finally free from hers to join her.
Heejin made her way over quietly, hoping to catch Hyunjin off guard. Instead, the other girl saw her in the corner of her vision and set her phone down on their nightstand.
“Hi, Heekkie,” she whispered lowly, a sleepy smile tugging her face. Heejin breathed out an adoring sigh.
“Hi, love,” Heejin mumbled, climbing on top of Hyunjin as she straddled her hips, pressing a kiss to her lips in the process. Hyunjin hummed contently, her hands rising to rest on Heejin’s stomach.
As Heejin pulled back, Hyunjin looked much more awake. A small hunger licked at Heejin’s stomach, and her eyes darkened.
“What?” Hyunjin questioned after a few seconds.
“Nothing, you just look stunning,” Heejin answered truthfully. She noticed how Hyunjin’s chest flushed a little at that.
Heejin dipped her head in between the crevice in between Hyunjin’s chest, kissing it. She moved her way over to Hyunjin’s right breast, having her piercing draw over the flesh. She took a nipple into her mouth, licking it until it hardened under her tongue, then bit Hyunjin’s breast harshly.
The girl underneath her gasped, tapering off into a groan. Heejin sucked the skin in her mouth before licking it to ease the pain. As she pulled away, she looked at the mark she left appraisingly.
Hyunjin peered at Heejin, sighing as one of her arms flung over her face.
“Stop staring at me like that.”
“Like what?” Heejin said as she traced small circles into Hyunjin’s hipbone.
“I don’t know, like you’re going to eat me or something.”
Heejin laughed, moving upwards to meet Hyunjin’s mouth in an apology. She kissed her again, nice and slow, biting down to get Hyunjin’s lips to part. The moment Hyunjin opened her mouth, she slipped her tongue inside.
Her piercing ball scrapped Hyunjin’s teeth, causing her to moan slightly.
Heejin’s kissing eventually started to trail elsewhere, the corner of Hyunjin’s mouth, the apple of her cheek, lowering until she pecked the top of Hyunjin’s throat. She started sucking at the skin, leaving a small trail of light red patches all the way down until the crook of her neck. Heejin bit down.
Hyunjin groaned.
“That’s the plan,” Heejin muttered, moreso to herself.
“Heejin, that’s going to last,” Hyunjin pointedly reminded her. Heejin grumbled.
“Is it so wrong to want the whole world to know you’re mine?” Heejin pulled away somewhat, having her hands lightly trail against Hyunjin’s skin as one of her eyebrows furrowed, “I wonder what they would think in that stupid stuffy office. Their rising star intern fucking some low-life art student,”
“Heejin,” Hyunjin reprimanded, “That’s not true.”
“But that’s what they think, isn’t it? It doesn’t matter if it’s true or not,” Heejin argued. The previously relaxed mood dropped, and Heejin huffed as she folded her arms.
Hyunjin exhaled, “Heejin.”
“Sorry,” she relented, dropping her shoulders, “Today was shit. Work was shit. I didn’t mean to take it out on you.”
Hyunjin propped herself by her elbows, leaning up from the bed. She cocked her head to the side as her voice grew soft.
“Heejin. Kiss me, please?”
Heejin complied, brushing her lips against Hyunjin’s.
She was never good at telling Hyunjin no, she muses when they finally pull apart.
Hyunjin tapped her firmly on the side, “You know I love you, right?” Heejin pouted but nodded nevertheless, “Can you say it back?”
“Love you,” Heejin replied in a hushed tone.
Hyunjin kissed her nose, “Love you too,” pulling Heejin back down.
“Anyways,” Hyunjin huffed after a short while, “Are you going to finish what you started, or…?”
Heejin laughed, “Oh no. Is the mighty Kim Hyunjin all hot and bothered— hey!” Hyunjin flicked her forehead.
“I was already hot enough without your help,”
“—Yeah, I really need to talk to our landlord about fixing the AC—”
“—But yes, I guess I might be a little bit bothered.”
“Now that’s something I can fix,” Heejin joked, burying herself next to Hyunjin’s neck. She kissed the bite mark she had left previously, and Hyunjin shuddered.
“I don’t care about the marks, Heejin,” she admitted, and she could practically feel the smirk against her skin.
“Oh really?”
“Just don’t go overboard.”
Heejin responded immediately by nipping Hyunjin’s ear, breathing out okay, then sat up.
Before she was, anything really— Heejin was an artist.
She’s dabbled with different mediums in her lifetime. Watercolors, pastel, acrylics (she’s taken up photography as one of her favorites, as it was one of the hobbies she’s gotten to share with Hyunjin); Heejin always worked with canvases, always worked to reveal some untold story. And while she’d definitely pick some over others, one fact remained true.
Hyunjin was, by far, her favorite canvas to work with. But that, within itself, posed as Heejin’s biggest dilemma.
Why?
Maybe because she was perfect, at least in her eyes. The perfect type of imperfection, that made her heart race and eyes wander.
Maybe it was due to fate? Their lives have been intrinsically bound since they were kids; Hyunjin was so painfully familiar that Heejin didn’t need to practice to mold her into whatever she wanted.
Maybe because Hyunjin was so full of life? She could give Heejin little sighs; she could give Heejin the prettiest noises that no portrait or sketch could ever hope to imitate, much less outshine.
Heejin really didn’t have an answer.
Still, she took the time to mark whatever she could touch —sucking light hickeys on Hyunjin’s collar, leaving tiny scratches on the underside of Hyunjin’s ribs, nipping several bite marks on the soft skin of Hyunjin’s hips— all while whispering sweet nothings and muted praises.
“You’re so good to me, Hyunjin.”
“Perfect, you’re perfect.”
“I love you.”
After a while, though, Heejin sensed that Hyunjin was nearing her limit. She could see the arousal damping their bed sheets, along with Hyunjin’s breathing becoming strained. Heejin blew onto Hyunjin’s stomach, then had her fingers dance lazily on the skin.
“Hyunjin,” she called out, and Hyunjin hummed, “I wanna eat you out now.”
Hyunjin’s shoulders shook as she laughed, “I’m not gonna stop you.”
”No, like,” Heejin clicked her tongue as she rolled off of Hyunjin. There was a different way she wanted to do this. She wanted Hyunjin on top of her.
Heejin laid down on the small empty space next to Hyunjin, then tapped her chest.
“Sit on my face.”
Hyunjin chuckled again, and Heejin frowned.
“Please,” Heejin added, and Hyunjin gently smacked her arm as she continued to snicker, “I’ve been dying to eat you out since yesterday.”
“We had sex yesterday.”
“Exactly. Anytime you’re not moaning my name is truly a waste of my time.”
“You’re so full of yourself,” Hyunjin laughed.
“Of course. You know, you could try being full of me, too. I highly recommend it.”
“Whatever,” Hyunjin eventually relented, sitting up on the bed. She climbed on top of Heejin, sat on her hips, and slowly traveled up to Heejin’s chest.
“God, you’re so wet ,” Heejin remarked as two of her hands took hold of Hyunjin‘s thighs. Hyunjin flushed as she got on her knees.
“That’s not fair; you’ve been teasing me nonstop….” Hyunjin trailed off as she finally hovered over Heejin’s face.
“Let me know if you need to breathe or take a break.”
Heejin had a hungry look in her eye, licking her lips, and Hyunjin shuddered.
“Unnecessary, but understood.”
Hyunjin lowered herself completely.
The first thing Heejin did was have her tongue do a broad sweep against Hyunjin’s cunt, just to get a taste. The girl on top of her gasped, and Heejin licked yet again. This time, the cool metal of her piercing just caught the edge of Hyunjin’s clit.
“Fuck me,” Hyunjin swore, off guard, and Heejin pushed her tongue flatter.
“Trying to,” she responded, but Hyunjin was too turned on to care. Heejin took the opportunity to kiss her clit, drawing it further out of its hood, as her nails scratched Hyunjin’s thighs.
Heejin’s tongue swirled around Hyunjin’s entrance, and Heejin dipped her tongue inside. Hyunjin grounded down unconsciously, wanting Heejin to fuck her with her tongue.
Instead, Heejin retracted, opting to bring all of her focus to Hyunjin’s clit. She pressed her tongue against the bundle of nerves, putting weight behind her jaw, as she gave firm, steady strokes.
“Heejin-ah.”
Heejin pulled away, turning her face to Hyunjin’s inner thigh, and bit down on a smooth patch of skin. Hyunjin moaned her name again, one of her hands landing on Heejin’s head, threading through her hair; her other hand sat flat against the wall, supporting her.
Heejin buried herself back into Hyunjin eagerly, content to just let the girl ride her tongue to her heart's content. Hyunjin was happy to oblige, hips rolling and canting uncontrollably, urgently trying to reach her peak.
“Shit Heejin, oh.” Hyunjin’s rhythm stuttered, signaling to Heejin that she was close. The grip on her scalp had become somewhat painful, and the tense thighs around her face were nearly suffocating. Still, Heejin redoubled her efforts by wrapping her lips around Hyunjin’s clit and sucking it firmly.
In a matter of seconds, Hyunjin came against her lips again with a whine and a buck of her hips; this time, however, a small stream of liquid dribbled in her mouth. Hyunjin inhaled, instinctively trying to pull away, but Heejin held her steady as she gasped.
“Oh, baby girl,” Heejin groaned as she lapped at Hyunjin’s cunt greedily. Hyunjin wasn’t a habitual squirter, but every time she did so left Heejin glowing with pride. Hyunjin herself felt a little embarrassed whenever it happened, but Heejin always assured her she found it attractive.
Hyunjin rode out her orgasm as best as she could until her body quivered with little aftershocks and her muscles burned. Once the pleasure finally began to fade, she lifted herself hastily.
“Shit…” Hyunjin was panting heavily above her. Heejin wiped the wetness on her face, collecting some of it with her fingers before inserting them into her mouth. Heejin exhaled quietly, a satisfied smirk on her face.
Hyunjin laid herself on top of Heejin.
“That was… nice.” Hyunjin concluded, and Heejin nodded.
Neither spoke for a while, Heejin tracing soft patterns on Hyunjin’s back, the latter attempting to even out her breathing. After a while, though, Hyunjin remembered something and chuckled.
“What,” Heejin asked, confused.
“Baby girl?” Hyunjin teased as she moved herself next to Heejin on the bed. Heejin at least had the sense to look bashful as she turned her head to the side.
“Look— it just came out.”
“So what, do you want me to call you mommy now?” Hyunjin countered, one of her hands trailing over Heejin’s stomach playfully. Instead, Heejin laughed as she shook her head.
“How about Daddy?” She joked, only to be surprised when Heejin’s muscles tensed. Hyunjin blew out an airy laugh out of her nose.
“You’re so easy, Heejin,” she said, leaning up as she kissed her. Heejin merely whined.
The door suddenly shook in the stillness, causing both girls’ heads to snap over to the side. Hyunjin looked at Heejin expectantly.
“You wanna go handle that?”
“In a minute,” Heejin replied, opting to kiss Hyunjin’s cheek. Hyunjin shifted away.
“No, no. Pause,” Hyunjin held up her hand, “Let me get cleaned up first. You go change the sheets and get the cat,” Hyunjin asserted, and Heejin rolled her eyes.
“Yes, ma’am.”
Hyunjin got up from the bed, huffing. Heejin followed suit, standing up and opting to stretch. Heejin stripped their bedsheets, tossed them unceremoniously in the corner, and pulled the clean pair from their ottoman. She made the bed in (almost) silence.
Once that was done, Heejin finally took attention to the door that had rattled for the past few minutes. Heejin could hear a brief mew from the other side. With a tongue click, she padded over and opened the door.
Kiwi sat on the floor, tail flicking lazily as he looked up at Heejin with wide eyes. Heejin blew out a puff of air as she glared down.
“I fucked your mom, kid,” was the first sentence out of her mouth.
Kiwi simply meowed expectantly, head tilting. Heejin stared at the grey tabby before finally bending down and grabbing the cat into her arms, closing their bedroom door.
“Asshole,” she whispered to the cat as she stroked his fur, “Do you know what a massive cockblocker you are sometimes?” Kiwi purred contently.
“You suck,” she said, letting the feline fall from her arms, who immediately jumped on their window sill.
A voice came from her side, “Bullying the cat again?”
“He’s a dick, Hyun.” Heejin insisted, “Maybe you should teach your cat some manners.” Hyunjin just pulled Heejin close to her side.
“Let’s go to bed.”
Heejin fell dramatically on her back on the bed, causing the sheets to flutter. Hyunjin pinched her leg in retaliation.
“Hey—,”
“Shush.” Hyunjin said as she climbed next to Heejin on the mattress, “Let’s just sleep. I have a lecture at nine.”
Heejin grumbled under her breath, but pulled the covers over the two of them regardless. Hyunjin quickly enveloped Heejin into a small embrace while one of Heejin’s hands settled on her waist.
“Goodnight, Heejin. I love you,” Hyunjin whispered as she kissed her forehead.
“I love you too,” Heejin breathed into Hyunjin’s hair, “You’re the only one for me, Hyunjin.”
“Meow.”
“I guess you’re alright too, Kiwi.”
[Heejin did not realize the answer to her dilemma was simple: Hyunjin was her favorite because Hyunjin was her’s]