EXO: Just the Two of Us (girls!Lay/D.O)
Title: Just the Two of Us
Pairing: (girls!)Lay/Kyungsoo
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Genderswitch, smut, tribbing
Word Count: 1711
Disclaimer: I don't own the boys
Summary: Yixin enjoys doting on and taking care of her girlfriend.
Author's Note: A continuation of my fem!LaySoo drabble You and Me. Hope you enjoy! :)
Yixin flinches, hand quickly withdrawing from where she had accidentally touched a hot cookie sheet while removing it from the oven. Kyungsoon is due to arrive any minute now, and Yixin wants to make sure the cookies she made are done. They're chocolate chip, Kyungsoon's favorite.
After the way Kyungsoon had looked so put out during lunch, Yixin wanted to do something for her and decided a homemade treat would do the trick. So she raced home, changed into a comfortable pair of pajama pants and dance t-shirt, and got to work.
She's just finally pulling them out, without burning herself this time, when she hears the doorbell. Placing the tray of cookies down, Yixin races to the door, flinging it open and grinning widely at Kyungsoon's surprised look. Her girlfriend had changed out of her school uniform and is wearing a cute flower print skirt and white blouse. Yixin also notes with pleasure that her hair is still in the two braids she did during lunch.
"Hey," she greats breathlessly, grabbing Kyungsoon's hand and dragging her into the house. Once the door is shut, she places a kiss on the younger's lips, lingering for only a moment before pulling away. Kyungsoon's cheeks are flushed, but she looks pleased, returning the greeting.
"I see you still have the braids in," Yixin points out, sounding more pleased than she intended.
Kyungsoon snorts, "I am. And I see you've put your hair in a ponytail." She suddenly squints. "Is that flour on your cheek?"
Yixin nods, "I made chocolate chip cookies for us to eat."
Kyungsoon perks up at the mention of cookies, "Really? You didn't have to, Yixin."
"But I wanted to, and that's all that matters."
"Fine, but are we only eating cookies tonight?" It's meant teasingly, but Yixin pouts back playfully.
"No, I thought we could also order pizza for dinner if you want."
"Sounds good," Kyungsoon smiles, reaching up and pulling Yixin into another, much longer, lip lock. Yixin relishes in the fluttery feeling in her gut, kissing back firmly as if she were trying to imprint Kyungsoon's lips onto her own.
When they pull away, it's Yixin who speaks. "Are you hungry yet? Or do you want to wait before ordering the pizza?"
"Let's wait," Kyungsoon murmurs, walking Yixin backwards into living room. "I'm not hungry for pizza right now."
Yixin peers down at her girlfriend. "Was that supposed to sound perverted? Because it did."
"Maybe," Kyungsoon teases with a grin, pushing Yixin down so she lands on the couch. The younger doesn't waste any time before siting down on Yixin's lap, legs pressing securely into the sides of Yixin's hip. "Are you complaining?"
"Nope, just wanted to make sure," Yixin smiles, wrapping her hand around the back of her girlfriends neck to drag her into a kiss. After spending a week away, Yixin's a tad bit impatient, and shows this by immediately nibbling on Kyungsoon's lower lip. Kyungsoon groans against her, parting her mouth just enough to grant Yixin access.
Instead, Yixin runs her tongue along the lower lip in a soothing manor, then sucks it between her own. It's something she had discovered Kyungsoon's is particularly weak for, the hands in her hair gripping tighter.
"Hey," Yixin pulls back just far enough to speak, eyes going cross-eyed when she tries looking at her girlfriend's face. "Do yo wanna move upstairs first?"
Kyungsoon shakes her head, "You said your parents are going to be gone all weekend long, right? Let's stay here."
Yixin chuckles, "We're going to ruin the couch. How am I suppose to explain that to my parents?"
"I don't know," Kyungsoon whines. "Go get a towel that we can sit on."
"Okay, lemme get up for a second then." Yixin taps the outside of Kyungsoon's thigh so her girlfriend will let her off the couch. Kyungsoon does, but with an impatient look on her face, put out by the delay.
Quickly leaving the living room, Yixin almost trips on the stairs in her haste to get to the upstairs linen closet where the extra towels are located. She grabs one, not really paying attention to which one she's grabbing, and races back down the stairs and into the living room. What awaits her has her face turning bright red, arousal clenching tightly in her lower belly, and leaves her throat feeling dry.
During her short trip away, Kyungsoon had removed her clothes and thrown them into a haphazard pile while she sits on the couch. Completely naked. If it weren't for the shade of pink on her girlfriend's cheeks, matched up with how her legs are crossed tightly, Yixin might not have picked up on how silly Kyungsoon feels in that moment.
"Are you done staring yet," Kyungsoon asks, flush becoming even darker. "You're wearing too much."
"If you say so," Yixin smiles gently, handing over the towel with the intent of making quick work of her own clothes. She doesn't get very far however, having only removed her shirt when Kyungsoon is upon her, hands coming up to palm her bare breasts, courtesy of her not wearing a bra.
Kyungsoon moves to stand on her toes, leaning up for another kiss while her hands slide down Yixin's sides to rest briefly at her hips. Then she hooks her fingers in the band of Yixin's pants and under and pushes them both down, lifting a leg to use her foot to push them the rest of the way down so they pool around Yixin's ankles. Yixin moans throatily, stepping out of the garments and walks over to the couch so the two of them can resume their earlier position on the couch.
It feels good like this, Kyungsoon's warm body pressed against her own, velvety skin feeling just like Yixin remembers from past times together. Kyungsoon edges even closer, squishing her larger boobs against Yixin's smaller ones, causing Yixin's breath to hitch at the friction against her sensitive nipples. The move also means that the apex of Kyungsoon's legs is now pressed firmly just above Yixin's pubic bone, and all Yixin can feel is how wet and warm her girlfriend is, no doubt leaving a glistening patch in her wake.
"Mmm," Kyungsoon hums, "I miss you."
Yixin has to swallow around the affection that suddenly lodges itself in her throat, reaching up to push Kyungsoon's hair behind her ear so she as a clear view of her girlfriends face. She takes in how Kyungsoon's eyes flutter as the other starts rocking gently, insistently pushing her vulva into Yixin's lower belly, flush continuing to darken. "Me too. But I always miss you when we're not together."
Kyungsoon briefly scowls, "You're so cheesy."
"But you already knew that about me," Yixin pouts back.
"I guess I did," Kyungsoon smiles fondly, shifting her weight so she's sitting on Yixin's left thigh. "Hey, lift up your leg for a moment. I want to try something."
Yixin furrows her brow in confusion, but does as her girlfriend asked, raising her right let and leaving room in between the appendage and couch. Kyungsoon immediately slides her left leg into the space, curling it so that its secure behind Yixin's back, and slides forward so the two are pressed against each other.
It's a little awkward, but the position makes it easier for them to be pressed together as intimately as they are. Then, when Kyungsoon's wet heat presses against Yixin's, they both moan, Yixin feeling like a shock of electricity shot up her spine.
"Mmm, good?" Kyungsoon asks, leaning in for a kiss that Yixin indulges.
"Yeah," Yixin hums back into the kiss, wrapping her arms around the other to pull her impossibly closer. "Are you sure about this position through? You don't feel like you're going to fall, do you? Because I can always move so-"
"Yixin! Stop talking," Kyungsoon pleads deliberately rotating her hips in a tight circle that have Yixin's eyes rolling to the back of her head with please. "I'm not going to fall, you're practically pinning my leg to the back of the couch."
"Okay, okay," Yixin amends. "I'm sorry, just don't stop please!"
Kyungsoon chuckles, "Now that request I can work with."
She continues the circular motion of her hips, the movement occasionally stuttering as particularly strong spikes of arousal overcome her body. Yixin goes back to sucking on Kyungsoon's lips, soon introducing her tongue in the mix to slide together with Kyungsoon's, and hopes the action muffles some of her louder groans.
They might never have done this particular action before, but Yixin is greatly enjoying the feel of her girlfriend's pulsing clit rub against her own. If anything, it makes her wetter than ever before, making the slide against each other much more smoother.
"Shit," Kyungsoon swears, signaling her impending orgasm. "I'm close, you?"
"Me too," Yixin replies.
"This feels so good, why haven't we done this before?"
"Probably because we hadn't thought of it before?"
"Rhetorical question," Kyungsoon retorts. "What did I say about talking?"
Yixin stays quiet this time, too focused on chasing her own pleasure now that she can feel it right around the corner, lurking just out of reach.
Kyungsoon must be feeling the same way, as at that moment she presses even harder against Yixin causing the older to gasp, whining herself.
"There, there, there, hnnng," Kyungsoon chants, body tensing as she comes. Yixin is tensing with her, eyes wide at the feeling of Kyungsoon's body pulsing intensely in orgasm against her own, triggering her own orgasm.
"Holy shit," she whispers, after the last of the intense shock waves leave her body. It's one of the best orgasms she's had to date, but now Yixin feels like she needs to lay down and nap away the drowsy feelings left afterwards.
"Holy shit is right," Kyungsoon returns the sentiment, smiling widely. "I love you."
Yixin feels the fondness returning. "I love you too." Then she adds, sulkily, "but you can be mean sometimes. You shouldn't ask me questions if you don't want me to answer."
Kyungsoon laughs, the chuckles reverberating through Yixin's body, and Yixin can't remember the last time she's felt so happy.
As long as she as Kyungsoon at her side, she'll continue to feel happy.
Pairing: (girls!)Lay/Kyungsoo
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Genderswitch, smut, tribbing
Word Count: 1711
Disclaimer: I don't own the boys
Summary: Yixin enjoys doting on and taking care of her girlfriend.
Author's Note: A continuation of my fem!LaySoo drabble You and Me. Hope you enjoy! :)
Yixin flinches, hand quickly withdrawing from where she had accidentally touched a hot cookie sheet while removing it from the oven. Kyungsoon is due to arrive any minute now, and Yixin wants to make sure the cookies she made are done. They're chocolate chip, Kyungsoon's favorite.
After the way Kyungsoon had looked so put out during lunch, Yixin wanted to do something for her and decided a homemade treat would do the trick. So she raced home, changed into a comfortable pair of pajama pants and dance t-shirt, and got to work.
She's just finally pulling them out, without burning herself this time, when she hears the doorbell. Placing the tray of cookies down, Yixin races to the door, flinging it open and grinning widely at Kyungsoon's surprised look. Her girlfriend had changed out of her school uniform and is wearing a cute flower print skirt and white blouse. Yixin also notes with pleasure that her hair is still in the two braids she did during lunch.
"Hey," she greats breathlessly, grabbing Kyungsoon's hand and dragging her into the house. Once the door is shut, she places a kiss on the younger's lips, lingering for only a moment before pulling away. Kyungsoon's cheeks are flushed, but she looks pleased, returning the greeting.
"I see you still have the braids in," Yixin points out, sounding more pleased than she intended.
Kyungsoon snorts, "I am. And I see you've put your hair in a ponytail." She suddenly squints. "Is that flour on your cheek?"
Yixin nods, "I made chocolate chip cookies for us to eat."
Kyungsoon perks up at the mention of cookies, "Really? You didn't have to, Yixin."
"But I wanted to, and that's all that matters."
"Fine, but are we only eating cookies tonight?" It's meant teasingly, but Yixin pouts back playfully.
"No, I thought we could also order pizza for dinner if you want."
"Sounds good," Kyungsoon smiles, reaching up and pulling Yixin into another, much longer, lip lock. Yixin relishes in the fluttery feeling in her gut, kissing back firmly as if she were trying to imprint Kyungsoon's lips onto her own.
When they pull away, it's Yixin who speaks. "Are you hungry yet? Or do you want to wait before ordering the pizza?"
"Let's wait," Kyungsoon murmurs, walking Yixin backwards into living room. "I'm not hungry for pizza right now."
Yixin peers down at her girlfriend. "Was that supposed to sound perverted? Because it did."
"Maybe," Kyungsoon teases with a grin, pushing Yixin down so she lands on the couch. The younger doesn't waste any time before siting down on Yixin's lap, legs pressing securely into the sides of Yixin's hip. "Are you complaining?"
"Nope, just wanted to make sure," Yixin smiles, wrapping her hand around the back of her girlfriends neck to drag her into a kiss. After spending a week away, Yixin's a tad bit impatient, and shows this by immediately nibbling on Kyungsoon's lower lip. Kyungsoon groans against her, parting her mouth just enough to grant Yixin access.
Instead, Yixin runs her tongue along the lower lip in a soothing manor, then sucks it between her own. It's something she had discovered Kyungsoon's is particularly weak for, the hands in her hair gripping tighter.
"Hey," Yixin pulls back just far enough to speak, eyes going cross-eyed when she tries looking at her girlfriend's face. "Do yo wanna move upstairs first?"
Kyungsoon shakes her head, "You said your parents are going to be gone all weekend long, right? Let's stay here."
Yixin chuckles, "We're going to ruin the couch. How am I suppose to explain that to my parents?"
"I don't know," Kyungsoon whines. "Go get a towel that we can sit on."
"Okay, lemme get up for a second then." Yixin taps the outside of Kyungsoon's thigh so her girlfriend will let her off the couch. Kyungsoon does, but with an impatient look on her face, put out by the delay.
Quickly leaving the living room, Yixin almost trips on the stairs in her haste to get to the upstairs linen closet where the extra towels are located. She grabs one, not really paying attention to which one she's grabbing, and races back down the stairs and into the living room. What awaits her has her face turning bright red, arousal clenching tightly in her lower belly, and leaves her throat feeling dry.
During her short trip away, Kyungsoon had removed her clothes and thrown them into a haphazard pile while she sits on the couch. Completely naked. If it weren't for the shade of pink on her girlfriend's cheeks, matched up with how her legs are crossed tightly, Yixin might not have picked up on how silly Kyungsoon feels in that moment.
"Are you done staring yet," Kyungsoon asks, flush becoming even darker. "You're wearing too much."
"If you say so," Yixin smiles gently, handing over the towel with the intent of making quick work of her own clothes. She doesn't get very far however, having only removed her shirt when Kyungsoon is upon her, hands coming up to palm her bare breasts, courtesy of her not wearing a bra.
Kyungsoon moves to stand on her toes, leaning up for another kiss while her hands slide down Yixin's sides to rest briefly at her hips. Then she hooks her fingers in the band of Yixin's pants and under and pushes them both down, lifting a leg to use her foot to push them the rest of the way down so they pool around Yixin's ankles. Yixin moans throatily, stepping out of the garments and walks over to the couch so the two of them can resume their earlier position on the couch.
It feels good like this, Kyungsoon's warm body pressed against her own, velvety skin feeling just like Yixin remembers from past times together. Kyungsoon edges even closer, squishing her larger boobs against Yixin's smaller ones, causing Yixin's breath to hitch at the friction against her sensitive nipples. The move also means that the apex of Kyungsoon's legs is now pressed firmly just above Yixin's pubic bone, and all Yixin can feel is how wet and warm her girlfriend is, no doubt leaving a glistening patch in her wake.
"Mmm," Kyungsoon hums, "I miss you."
Yixin has to swallow around the affection that suddenly lodges itself in her throat, reaching up to push Kyungsoon's hair behind her ear so she as a clear view of her girlfriends face. She takes in how Kyungsoon's eyes flutter as the other starts rocking gently, insistently pushing her vulva into Yixin's lower belly, flush continuing to darken. "Me too. But I always miss you when we're not together."
Kyungsoon briefly scowls, "You're so cheesy."
"But you already knew that about me," Yixin pouts back.
"I guess I did," Kyungsoon smiles fondly, shifting her weight so she's sitting on Yixin's left thigh. "Hey, lift up your leg for a moment. I want to try something."
Yixin furrows her brow in confusion, but does as her girlfriend asked, raising her right let and leaving room in between the appendage and couch. Kyungsoon immediately slides her left leg into the space, curling it so that its secure behind Yixin's back, and slides forward so the two are pressed against each other.
It's a little awkward, but the position makes it easier for them to be pressed together as intimately as they are. Then, when Kyungsoon's wet heat presses against Yixin's, they both moan, Yixin feeling like a shock of electricity shot up her spine.
"Mmm, good?" Kyungsoon asks, leaning in for a kiss that Yixin indulges.
"Yeah," Yixin hums back into the kiss, wrapping her arms around the other to pull her impossibly closer. "Are you sure about this position through? You don't feel like you're going to fall, do you? Because I can always move so-"
"Yixin! Stop talking," Kyungsoon pleads deliberately rotating her hips in a tight circle that have Yixin's eyes rolling to the back of her head with please. "I'm not going to fall, you're practically pinning my leg to the back of the couch."
"Okay, okay," Yixin amends. "I'm sorry, just don't stop please!"
Kyungsoon chuckles, "Now that request I can work with."
She continues the circular motion of her hips, the movement occasionally stuttering as particularly strong spikes of arousal overcome her body. Yixin goes back to sucking on Kyungsoon's lips, soon introducing her tongue in the mix to slide together with Kyungsoon's, and hopes the action muffles some of her louder groans.
They might never have done this particular action before, but Yixin is greatly enjoying the feel of her girlfriend's pulsing clit rub against her own. If anything, it makes her wetter than ever before, making the slide against each other much more smoother.
"Shit," Kyungsoon swears, signaling her impending orgasm. "I'm close, you?"
"Me too," Yixin replies.
"This feels so good, why haven't we done this before?"
"Probably because we hadn't thought of it before?"
"Rhetorical question," Kyungsoon retorts. "What did I say about talking?"
Yixin stays quiet this time, too focused on chasing her own pleasure now that she can feel it right around the corner, lurking just out of reach.
Kyungsoon must be feeling the same way, as at that moment she presses even harder against Yixin causing the older to gasp, whining herself.
"There, there, there, hnnng," Kyungsoon chants, body tensing as she comes. Yixin is tensing with her, eyes wide at the feeling of Kyungsoon's body pulsing intensely in orgasm against her own, triggering her own orgasm.
"Holy shit," she whispers, after the last of the intense shock waves leave her body. It's one of the best orgasms she's had to date, but now Yixin feels like she needs to lay down and nap away the drowsy feelings left afterwards.
"Holy shit is right," Kyungsoon returns the sentiment, smiling widely. "I love you."
Yixin feels the fondness returning. "I love you too." Then she adds, sulkily, "but you can be mean sometimes. You shouldn't ask me questions if you don't want me to answer."
Kyungsoon laughs, the chuckles reverberating through Yixin's body, and Yixin can't remember the last time she's felt so happy.
As long as she as Kyungsoon at her side, she'll continue to feel happy.