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Jisung sits up, chest heaving as they try to catch their breath after having one of the most intense orgasms of their life. “Are you-are you sure you’ve never done this before, because, holy shit.”
Felix giggles, “I promise,” getting up and crawling towards them to pull them in for a kiss again, before feeling Jisung flip their positions in an instant, making a confused ‘mmph’ sound at the sudden change.
“You’re fucking incredible,” Jisung states like it’s factual, putting the toy and lube on the dirtied towel before throwing them on the floor, taking a new towel to lay out instead, “I’ll deal with that later, but right now I need to taste you.”
Felix shudders, voice barely audible as they respond, “Taste me then.”
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or, Felix and Jisung are nonbinary lesbians, oblivious to the other's feelings. A party at Jisung's house changes that.
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The scent of Hyunjin’s perfume clings to her skin, her clothes, the sweat dripping down the centre of her back. It’s laced in the stray, blonde hairs that stick to her t-shirt, that will stay there until they’re brushed away by a jacket or a strong gust of wind. Hyunjin leans in closer and Seungmin gets another waft of cinnamon and vanilla, mouth-watering and tempting, a warm kitchen on a rainy day, a glossed smile and heavy eyelids. She leans in even closer, red lips tickling the shell of Seungmin’s ear.
“I’ve been told I’m really pretty. You should let me model for you,” She says, like she’s asking Seungmin to take her to bed. Her fingers tighten between Seungmin’s, clutching her hand like she’s never going to let go.
Seungmin swallows, thick and dry and painful. “You have modeled for me. My portfolio is full of you and Felix.”
Hyunjin’s eyes sparkle with something akin to insanity. “With clothes on, though. Wanna be naked.”
Seungmin has been in love with Hyunjin since the moment they exchanged names. It's definitely, absolutely, 100% a stretch to think that Hyunjin might love her back.
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“You promise me?” Jisung croaks, her hair slipping out again and framing her beautiful, chubby face, “you swear? It’s just me and you?”
They find lines to cross all the time, and yet– Jisung clings to her and declares herself to be Chan’s one and only all the time, and yet–
“Of course,” Chan says, heartbreaking in her honesty, “just me and you.”
Jisung and Chan's relationship reaches a critical juncture.
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- Part 2 of diamond in the rough
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“There. Good as new,” Seungmin says, the null space between them making anything louder than a whisper unnecessary. It’s intimate. It’s awful. Jeongin’s heart leaps into her ribcage so hard that it hurts.
She leans forward to inspect Seungmin’s work in the mirror. It’s probably a trick of the light, but she swears she sees Seungmin staring at her ass.
“Thanks, unnie,” Jeongin says. Seungmin’s gaze flits to meet Jeongin’s through the mirror, a blush rising to her cheeks. She was definitely staring at Jeongin’s ass.
Jeongin is about as gay as they come. Meeting Kim Seungmin shifts her entire world view, and it makes Jeongin so, so much worse.
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It’s not sexting. She’s just giving Hyunjin advice.

