Drabble
Good Girls Go Bad
TOP/CL
Non-AU. 264 words.
I know your type
Yeah daddy's little girl
Just take a bite
Let me shake up your world
Truth be told, the only reason he had for buying was to see the reaction on her face. But she decided to unintentionally one-up him, and pull it on instead.
Gratitude, she had said, because she didn’t want oppa’s gift to go to waste.
He couldn’t tell whether the redness on her cheeks was turning him on or off. What he did know though was that the piece suited her very well.
“I don’t know if you’re not saying anything because you’re surprised that I look like this, oppa. I can’t figure out if that’s a good or bad thing…”
Of course he had to pull the gift out before the night ended. Had to stare dumbly in response when she asked if he wanted her to try it on instead of protesting and insisting that she wear it privately first.
Of course she had to leave her make-up intact, eyes shining brightly once she dared to lift her head. Had to smile at him then turn to the mirror next to her and smirk and check herself out. He shuddered, hoping that she would feel embarrassed enough to remove the lingerie and-
Darn it all. Now his thoughts were really heading south.
“Oppa, are you okay?” came her concerned inquiry, voice much nearer than it was before. Wait. He turned his head, blinked, and nearly fell off the bed at their proximity now. If he lowered his gaze by a few inches, he could - gulp - see the tantalizing swell of her cleavage.
Why, oh why, did he think it was a good gift in the first place?
TOP/CL
Non-AU. 264 words.
I know your type
Yeah daddy's little girl
Just take a bite
Let me shake up your world
Truth be told, the only reason he had for buying was to see the reaction on her face. But she decided to unintentionally one-up him, and pull it on instead.
Gratitude, she had said, because she didn’t want oppa’s gift to go to waste.
He couldn’t tell whether the redness on her cheeks was turning him on or off. What he did know though was that the piece suited her very well.
“I don’t know if you’re not saying anything because you’re surprised that I look like this, oppa. I can’t figure out if that’s a good or bad thing…”
Of course he had to pull the gift out before the night ended. Had to stare dumbly in response when she asked if he wanted her to try it on instead of protesting and insisting that she wear it privately first.
Of course she had to leave her make-up intact, eyes shining brightly once she dared to lift her head. Had to smile at him then turn to the mirror next to her and smirk and check herself out. He shuddered, hoping that she would feel embarrassed enough to remove the lingerie and-
Darn it all. Now his thoughts were really heading south.
“Oppa, are you okay?” came her concerned inquiry, voice much nearer than it was before. Wait. He turned his head, blinked, and nearly fell off the bed at their proximity now. If he lowered his gaze by a few inches, he could - gulp - see the tantalizing swell of her cleavage.
Why, oh why, did he think it was a good gift in the first place?