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When Minjeong fails one of her medical school exams again for the third time in a row, she can't help but be fucking angry about it.
That's how she finds herself here, in her and her girlfriend's apartment — blindfolded, kneeling between her thighs, her cock in her mouth.
Jimin's hand gently cards through her soft black hair. Her other hand holds a book, her hand occasionally moving from Minjeong's hair to flip the pages.
Minjeong's head rests against Jimin's thigh. She breathes slowly, shakily through her nose and each breath makes her throat clench ever so slightly around her girlfriend's cock in her mouth.
She has no idea how long is left on the timer, her sense of time completely distorted. She tries to clear her mind of absolutely everything on her mind. Tries to clear her mind of her failure, her stress, everything. All she wants to feel is the fullness in her throat and the soreness in her knees.
She's wet between her thighs, cunt dripping on the hardwood floors. But she's good at ignoring it by now, and so is Jimin. When Jimin thinks she's ready for it, then she’ll get to enjoy herself. But for now, all she needs is to feel something other than failure and heartbreak and disappointment.
The clock ticks.
It's the only sound, other than the flip of Jimin's pages, that infiltrates the room. Minjeong counts the ticks in her head in intervals of ten. She knows this feeling well - she's familiar with the experience of being on her knees, Jimin's cock between her lips, her vision taken away.
But it's so much more intense than it usually is. This particular general surgery paper out of all the other examinations she had taken in med school, weighs so much heavier than the others.
It's not just the crushing feeling of not passing for the third time, but the looming cloud that tells her she won't ever become the doctor she had always dreamed to become, no matter how hard she tries.
It makes Minjeong feel ill and heartbroken to think about.
She'd rather not think at all.
Eventually, Minjeong falls asleep between Jimin's thighs as she lets the weight of her thoughts go. She was wound so tight when they got in the door, on the verge of snapping. But Jimin, as always, knew exactly what she needed. Shortly, she's brought back by the sound of Jimin's voice and the caress of her hands.
“Jeongie,” Jimin whispers, gently scratching her hair, “Time's up.” She says as she caresses Minjeong's face and gently begins to pull back, releasing her cock from Minjeong's mouth.
Minjeong lets out a soft whimper, sucking in a deep, heavy breath when Jimin's cock leaves her mouth. She suddenly feels so empty, jaw aching and sore in the best way.
Once she's caught her breath, Jimin's hands reach behind her head to remove the velvet tear soaked blindfold. Minjeong opens her eyes, tears clinging to her lashes as they flutter open.
“Hello, baby.” Jimin coos. Minjeong's eyes are glassy and bright, her lips swollen and red and puffy from her cock. Her throat and mouth are dry, each breath raspy and hoarse.
Jimin slips a straw into a bottle of water and holds it to her mouth. Minjeong takes the straw. Her eyes slip shut again as she takes most of the water down. When she's done, she feels less achy in her throat and less parched in her mouth.
“Hi,” Minjeong's voice is raspy as she speaks, glancing up at her girlfriend. “My knees are sore.” She says softly.
Jimin moves quickly to scoop her up in her arms, one hand under her knees and the other under her back. Minjeong whimpers, limbs turning to jelly as Jimin picks her up. She loves how Jimin manhandles her, how she’ll put Minjeong exactly where she wants her to be. Jimin's hands all over her has to be one of the most electric sensations Minjeong could ever experience.
“What do you need, sweetheart?” Jimin asks when they get to the bedroom.
Minjeong swallows.
“I just want to forget.” Minjeong whispers. “I just need to feel and forget and—” she lets out a shaky breath as Jimin settles on the bed and pulls her into her lap, “and I just want you.” She says shakily.
Jimin kisses her neck and shoulder before reaching to turn on the bedside lamp.
Minjeong always feels more relaxed in low light, there's something about having her senses dampened, snuffed out by the darkness that helps her feel more grounded.
“Can I…” Minjeong swallows. “Can I have it back?” She asks. “The blindfold.”
Instead of answering, Jimin reaches into the bedside drawer and pulls out a length of silk ribbon.
“This will be softer on your eyes.” Jimin says, bringing the length of fabric around her face and tying it at the back. When the light goes out and the soft fabric comes across her face, Minjeong instantly feels a little more relaxed.
“Do you want me to tell you what I'm going to do?”
Minjeong shakes her head.
“No, just– just do it, please.” She lets out an anticipatory breath as she hears Jimin reach for the bedside drawer again, pulling something out.
“What are your safe words, sweetheart?” Jimin asks, laying out the rabbit toy and some lube.
“T– traffic lights,” Minjeong gasps as Jimin gently presses her hand between her shoulder blades and pushes her down chest first onto the bed. “Red, yellow, and green…”
“Good girl.” Jimin pops open the cap of the lube. “Is there anything you don't want today?” She asks, covering her fingers in the gel. “Or anything you do want?”
“I just– gentle, please?” Minjeong whispers into the sheets.
Jimin nods, though Minjeong can't see it. One hand grasps Minjeong's ass, gently spreading her open. Minjeong bucks her hips, exposing her soft pink rim. The bedside lamp just catches her glistening cunt, no doubt already soaking and eager.
But that isn't Jimin's focus. Not yet, at least.
With no warning, something cold, slick, and firm pressed against her puckered rim. Jimin's finger. Minjeong yelps, gripping the sheets as she shakes. And true to her word, Jimin is so, so gentle as she presses in one finger. Minjeong clenches and squeezes. No matter how many times they've done this it always feels so unfamiliar, so strange.
Minjeong's head is cloudy and hazy as Jimin opens her slowly with one finger. She's just getting used to the feeling when Jimin pulls out, and two fingers slip back in. Minjeong moans again, burying her face in the bed, hands gripping the sheets.
God, it feels so good.
Jimin always knows her body so well. She knows every nerve ending, every spot, every movement that sets her alight and tonight's no different.
Jimin twists her fingers and Minjeong cries out as her knuckles brush that spot inside of her. Her thighs tremble and her hole quivers when Jimin presses the tips of her fingers against that spot, scissoring and spreading her open.
Minjeong looks absolutely stunning with her ass in the air and her thighs spread. Every press to her sweet spot has slick dripping from her cunt – Jimin is always so pleasantly surprised by how in tune Minjeong is with her body. She spreads her fingers, stretching her open.
“You're so beautiful, my good girl.” Jimin murmurs, kissing her ass as she slips a third finger in.
Minjeong shivers at the praise, whining at the added stretch. Three fingers bully that spot inside of her, each press coaxing more wetness from her soft cunt. Jimin can't wait to take her apart piece by piece.
When she's loosened and relaxed enough, Jimin pulls her fingers free, tearing another ruined moan from Minjeong. She's patient, forehead resting against the bed, thighs trembling with anticipation.
She hears another click of the lube opening and then Jimin's hand returns to her ass. Being unable to see what her girlfriend is doing has Minjeong so on edge, each touch has her jerking and gasping, startled for a moment before she relaxes under Jimin's touch.
Jimin lines herself up to Minjeong's softened rim. “Take a deep breath, sweetheart."
Minjeong does as she's told, inhaling so slowly that her lungs almost burn. Her skin is hot and flustered, sweat glistening on her skin as she waits patiently for Jimin.
Minjeong whimpers when she feels the warm tip of Jimin's cock nudge against her hole. She rocks her hips back, her rim throbbing as Jimin begins to push in. Minjeong sobs loudly, whole body tense as she feels Jimin enter her.
“Shhhh, it's okay baby,” Jimin coos as the tip lodges in with a wet pop. “I'm right here.”
She rubs Minjeong's waist and hips lovingly, letting the younger girl catch her breath. “Color?”
“G– green…” Minjeong whispers, “k– keep going.. please, unnie…” she digs her teeth into her bottom lip, eyes squeezing shut behind the blindfold as she feels Jimin push in.
Oh god. It's a sensation she’ll never get used to. It always feels so intense – she swears she can feel Jimin everywhere.
Minjeong whines when Jimin's cock grazes that sensitive bundle of nerves within her. Her mind is cloudy, thoughts all scrambled as she tries to form sentences. “J– Jimin, Jimin unnie, ohhh…”
“Almost there baby,” Jimin murmurs as she pushes the rest of the way in.
Minjeong whimpers, Jimin finally in all the way to the hilt. “That's it, good girl." Minjeong's legs almost collapse under her with Jimin's praise.
Minjeong's mind starts to calm down as she lays face down on the bed with Jimin's cock in her. Her head starts to feel less cloudy and more relaxed, but just as she's adjusting to the new sensation, she feels Jimin's warm body draped over her back and a strong arm that curls under her body, her hand grasping her shoulder.
“Ngh!” Minjeong yelps breathily as Jimin pulls her up. Minjeong's back is to Jimin's chest, thighs spread across the older girl's lap as she sinks just that little bit deeper on her cock. Her cunt is on display, throbbing and gaping around nothing as she tries to hump back against Jimin.
“Stay still, sweetheart.” Jimin says sternly.
Minjeong whimpers, her hips freezing in place as Jimin holds a firm hand on her hip. “There you go, let unnie take care of you.”
Minjeong begins to relax in her lap, her rim pulsing rhythmically around Jimin's cock. Jimin has the most immaculate control – Minjeong doesn't know how she does it.
Despite her control, as Minjeong lays against her, she can feel Jimin's cock twitching and her hips holding back. She leans her head back against Jimin's shoulder, relishing in the dull ache of her ass and the warmth of Jimin's bare body pressed behind her.
“You're so wonderful, so pretty…” Jimin murmurs, kissing her neck. Minjeong lets out a whine, her cunt leaking with the praise.
One of Jimin's hands snakes down her chest, to her stomach, and when her fingertips finally reach her clit, Minjeong can't help but sob. She's wound so tight, so on edge already, and each ghost of Jimin's fingers, every movement that she cannot see and can only anticipate, has her so desperate. It's pure relief when Jimin begins to rub her fingertips in slow, firm circles over her swollen pearly clit.
"Jimin unnie, a-ahhh… yes..” But Jimin only grants her a few moments of relief before she pulls her hand away.
Minjeong can do little but moan. Jimin pulls her hand back. Minjeong is about to let out a slow breath, one she didn't even realise she'd been holding, when she suddenly feels a sharp, stinging pain on her cunt, coupled with a loud smack!.
“Ahh! Jimin..” Minjeong gasps as Jimin spanks her cunt. She tries to clamp her knees shut, but Jimin’s thighs under her keep her thighs spread. Her hips jerk, sobbing as she unintentionally rocks back against the cock in her ass.
“Color, baby?”
“G– green, green, unnie please..” Minjeong babbles as she bucks her hips, her pussy chasing that sharp sting. Her cunt is plump and bright red, throbbing with the pain. Minjeong swallows thickly, anticipating the next spank.
“Think you can count for me baby?” Jimin asks, her warm hand caressing her clit.
Minjeong whines, but nods. “Y– yeah– yes unnie..”
Jimin purrs into her shoulder, pride swelling in her chest. Minjeong feels the warmth of Jimin's hand leave her cunt and she knows the first of many spanks is coming. But still, anticipating it doesn't make it any less intense. Minjeong sobs at the next sharp snap against her cunt.
“O– one!” Her thighs tremble as Jimin rubs her bundle of nerves again, her rim tightening around Jimin's cock.
God, the feeling is already so overwhelming, Minjeong has no idea how she's going to survive the rest of these spanks. She doesn't even know how many Jimin intends to give her.
“That's it, that's my good girl.” Minjeong preens at the praise as Jimin's warm hand leaves her pussy again.
Smack!
“T– two!” Minjeong gasps, hips rolling to rub her clit against the heel of Jimin's palm as she fucks herself back down against her cock.
Smack!
“Three! Ngh, Jimin unnie.. unnie, please…” she sobs as Jimin hushes in her ear. Her cunt feels like it's on fire, so puffy and swollen, slick leaking all down Jimin's cock and onto the bed. Her pussy feels so empty, despite her ass being so full.
Smack!
“Four! Unghhh...” Minjeong drawls, her blindfold soaked through with tears. Her face is so flustered, bright red from her cheeks to the tips of her ears. Jimin kisses her neck and she shivers, mewling.
“You're doing so well, my love,” Jimin croons, “but we're not done yet.” Minjeong whimpers again.
Smack!
“Five! Five, please, please unnie, hurts... hurts so much..” Minjeong begs, digging her nails into Jimin's arm.
“Shh, you can take it baby, I know you can.” Jimin coos in her ear reassuringly. “You're doing so good, Minjeong.” The younger girl chokes on another moan as Jimin's hand lifts from her cunt.
Smack!
“S– six! Jimin unnie, I– I can't..” Minjeong whimpers. Each spank has her ass clamping around Jimin's cock and her pussy gaping and desperate to be filled. She feels Jimin's cock twitch within her, the only indication of how good she is at masking her desperation with control.
“You know what to say if you want me to stop, baby.” Jimin reminds her. “Color?” Minjeong is quiet for a split second, as she breathes heavily.
“G– green..” Minjeong utters, voice hoarse.
“My perfect girl.”
Smack!
“Ah.. unnie, nghh– Jimin unnie,” Minjeong keens breathily.
“Count for me, baby.” Jimin reminds, squeezing her cunt.
“S– seven.”
“Good girl, just a few more.” Minjeong lets out a breath of relief, knowing the finish line is near.
On the tenth spank, Minjeong almost loses her hold on the last thread of control she has left. She cries and mewls, her hips rocking back against Jimin's as she sobs out a broken “Ten…!”, completely boneless against Jimin's chest.
Fuck, she looks so beautiful. Jimin's cock throbs. She digs her teeth into her bottom lip, holding back the urge to cum. She's got more plans for Minjeong. Her girlfriend wants to feel, and Jimin is sure to give it to her.
“You were so perfect, my pretty girl.” Jimin praises as she cups her reddened pussy. She can feel Minjeong's hole throbbing against her hand, slick instantly coating her palm.
“Jimin unnie,” Minjeong gasps weakly, voice wrecked. “Y– yellow.. yellow.” Jimin freezes. She keeps her hands and her cock where they are, but makes no move.
“Tell me what you need, baby.” Jimin says softly.
“Just– just a break.” Minjeong mumbles. “And some water please.” Jimin slowly brings her hand off of her cunt, before reaching to the bedside table for the bottle of water.
“Need me to pull out?” Jimin asks.
“No, please stay.” Minjeong's request comes out as barely more than a scratchy breath.
“Would you like your blindfold off?” Minjeong shakes her head.
“No, not yet.” Jimin kisses her neck, then brings the straw to her lips carefully. When Minjeong's mouth finds the straw, she lets out a quiet noise of relief as she downs the bottle, quenching her thirst. Her lips release the straw and she lets out a shaky sigh.
“Pretty girl.” Jimin coos, pressing a kiss to her ear. “Do you need anymore?”
Minjeong shakes her head.
“Let me know when you're ready to keep going, baby.” Minjeong nods, leaning back into Jimin’s warm chest. Jimin runs a hand up and down her thigh and hip, her touch gentle yet firm.
They stay as they are for a short while. Minjeong is panting softly in her lap, hole clamping around Jimin's cock. Jimin is so warm behind her – like a comforting, grounding presence, one that Minjeong has only ever felt safe with.
“You can continue, unnie,” Minjeong says softly, and Jimin kisses her gently against her temple.
“Can you give me a color?”
“Green.” Minjeong lets out a stuttering breath as she feels Jimin's hands squeeze her waist.
“Good girl.” Jimin picks up the rabbit toy and coats the silicone in lube. She massages it for a moment, warming the lube up slightly.
“Relax for me.” Jimin murmurs into her ear. She presses the tip of the toy to Minjeong's entrance. Minjeong mewls, sucking in a breath. Her cunt mouths at the tip, eager to take it in.
“Unnie,” Minjeong rocks her hips as Jimin teases her hole with the toy. Jimin stifles a moan against Minjeong's shoulder, gripping the younger girl's hip to keep her still.
“Stay still, baby.” Jimin utters through gritted teeth.
Minjeong groans, stilling her hips. After a few short moments, Jimin regains her focus. Gently, she pushes the dildo into Minjeong's pussy.
“A– ahh,” Minjeong pants, her thighs shaky as the toy shoves in. “Ungh– feels s' full…” She gasps and whines, trying so hard to keep still as Jimin pushes the toy the rest of the way in.
“Yeah? Feels good getting both of your holes filled, don't you sweetheart?” Jimin praises as she buries the toy in fully.
Minjeong can only nod weakly, trembling beautifully in her lap. From her thighs to her arms and her chest, she’s already so beautifully wrecked and ruined and Jimin still has more to give her.
Minjeong feels so full, both holes stuffed to the brim. The sensation is so overwhelming, it's exactly what she needs. It feels so good – having Jimin's cock in her ass makes it so much more intense. When the intensity starts to subside and she begins to get used to it, she feels Jimin move again. With no warning, Jimin turns the toy on.
“Ahh..! Ngh…” Minjeong tries to roll her hips but Jimin's strong hand keeps her in place. Slick trickles out of her cunt, dribbling down to her ass and coating her rim and Jimin's cock. The vibrator hits exactly where she needs it the most, the tip of the toy constantly bumping into her sweet spot.
Jimin holds the toy firmly in place, turning it up a few notches. She presses the next button and the rabbit ears begin to vibrate against Minjeong's clit, digging into her sensitive bundle of nerves. Minjeong moans and preens, but she takes it, almost sobbing in Jimin's lap.
Her blindfold is thoroughly soaked with tears, the silk damp against her eyes as the toy moves rhythmically inside her. The pace is steady and the vibrations intense enough to keep her on edge, but not enough to make her come just yet.
“J– Jimin, Jimin unnie, more– please, ahhh…” Minjeong begs, but Jimin makes no move.
“Not yet, sweetheart.” Jimin says, her free hand roaming up and down Minjeong's body. “Be a good girl for me and take what unnie gives you.” Minjeong whimpers.
“Yes, ma'am.” It slips out of Minjeong's mouth and when she realises, she whimpers shakily, embarrassed. But Jimin… Jimin brings the hand on Minjeong's hip up to her neck. Firm, strong fingers curl around her throat and Minjeong can only mewl at the gentle pressure.
“Fuck, Minjeong… I'm gonna cum.” Jimin digs her teeth into the younger girl's shoulder and god, the way Minjeong calls her ma'am snaps the last thread of control that she's holding onto. With a few hard thrust of her hips and a deep loud moan, she cums in Minjeong's ass.
“Jimin unnie!” Minjeong tries to rock her hips again, the warmth of Jimin's thick viscous cum filling her hole. Her rim throbs and aches, fluttering around Jimin's spurting cock.
“Ungh, ma'am, p– please, please–” Her hand comes up to her neck, covering Jimin's hand and she squeezes gently.
Oh god.
“Say it again, baby,” Jimin orders. “Say it again.” Jimin squeezes the sides of her throat. Minjeong gasps, choking on a breath.
“Ma'am—!” It comes out as a mere whisper.
Minjeong can't help it. It's too intense, it's too much, especially when Jimin abruptly cums inside her. As Jimin repeatedly squeezes her throat and cuts off her air supply, every single thought seems to leave Minjeong's head. She's gasping breathlessly, barely able to moan with the pressure on her throat as she too, cums hard.
"Unghhh..."
Her cunt, aching and red and soaked, gushes wetness all around the toy, dripping down to her rim and pooling on the bed. Minjeong bucks her hips, trying to escape the fierce vibrations of the toy, but Jimin holds it in place, forcing it into her sweet spot, the rabbit ears digging into her oversensitive clit.
It sends Minjeong into another wave of pleasure and she orgasms for the second time. Her hand grabs onto Jimin's arm, knuckles turning white from how hard she's holding on as she squirts with a high pitched whine, the sheets flooded with her essence. She can feel Jimin's cock begin to soften in her, but she doesn’t pull out. Minjeong loves how it feels.
"That's it, let go for me, my love." Jimin whispers softly in her ear.
The pressure on her neck begins to ease as she comes down from her high. The toy is still going, and Minjeong can't stop clenching around it, shaking and quivering with the overstimulation.
When Jimin manages to steady her breathing, she stops the toy. Minjeong whines at the sudden loss of the sensation.
“Well done, baby.” Jimin praises, and Minjeong melts at her words. Slowly, Jimin pulls the toy out. It's soaking wet, sticky with Minjeong's slick. Minjeong winces, moaning lewdly as the toy slips out.
“Unnie,” Minjeong rasps, “t– take it off,” she pleads, “Wanna see you, please?”
“You ask so prettily.” Jimin kisses her neck and unties the silk, now damp with tears. Minjeong's eyes flutter open, lashes wet and eyes glossed over.
“J– jimin unnie,” Minjeong chokes on tears. She's so sensitive, and every touch of Jimin's fingers against her body has her flinching and jumpy, but in the best way.
“I'm right here, Jeongie,” Jimin gently pulls out of her ass and turns Minjeong around to face her. “m' right here, hm? You're okay.”
“Unnie…” is all Minjeong can utter as Jimin reaches for the wipes on the bedside table drawer to wipe her down – there's no way Minjeong could even stand in the shower right now with how shaky her legs are.
Minjeong winces at the touch, but quickly relaxes. When Jimin is done cleaning her up, she picks up the bottle of water again and holds it to her lips, watching as Minjeong downs the whole bottle.
Jimin picks Minjeong up in her arms to carry her to the guest bedroom since their bedsheets are now covered in cum and slick. Minjeong lets out a quiet moan, a shiver running down her spine at the way Jimin lifts her easily. When they get to the guest bedroom, Jimin tucks them in and pulls her girlfriend close.
“You did so so well, you know that? Took everything I gave you, like a good girl.” The praise runs right through Minjeong's body as she tucks her head into the crook of Jimin's neck. “I'm so proud of you, baby. So, so proud.” Minjeong's eyes begin to well up with tears as Jimin holds her and caresses her hair ever so gently.
“I'm so angry.” Minjeong mumbles. “Angry at myself for not being able to pass the exam, again. Angry at the world for giving me hope. I’m just… angry.” Minjeong utters through gritted teeth as she tries to hold back her tears.
“I know, sweetheart.” Jimin kisses the top of Minjeong's head. “But you'll get there one day, I know you will. You're so so smart and capable, baby,” Jimin says encouragingly. “Don't give up.”
“It's so hard not to.” Minjeong mumbles dejectedly as she sucks in a shaky breath. “I studied really really hard for that paper and– it's just– it's so hard to not want to give up.. and maybe... maybe I'm just not cut out to be a doctor after all.” Her lower lip trembled, and before she knew it, a few tears run down her cheeks as she sniffled. "I'm such a failure."
Seeing her precious girlfriend break down in tears, made Jimin's heart ache. She gently cupped Minjeong's ruddy cheeks with both hands, and tipped her head up so that Minjeong could look at her.
“Hey, don’t ever say that, love...” Jimin whispers softly, gently brushing away a tear from Minjeong’s cheek as she cups her face.
“I’ve seen how hard you’ve been studying these past few months, Jeongie. The amount of all nighters you pulled just to revise your concepts, the way I'd come home from work just to find you asleep at the desk with your pen still gripped in your fingers and notes sprawled out on the table. You're working so hard that you even forget to eat your lunch sometimes.."
She presses a tender kiss to Minjeong’s forehead, giving her a small smile. “You’re not a failure, and you’re definitely not weak for feeling like this. You care so deeply about becoming a doctor, and that’s exactly what makes you meant for it, baby." She encourages.
Jimin then pulls Minjeong into a tight, warm hug. “You’re capable, you’re strong, and you have everything it takes. And I’ll be right here, cheering you on, and reminding you of how incredible you are. You’re going to be an amazing doctor someday, Jeongie. I believe in you... always.”
"I love you so much, Jimin unnie." Minjeong mumbles through her tears.
"Mm, I love you too, baby."
Jimin's strong arms hold her tight as they lie there for a moment, Minjeong sniffling into Jimin's chest. It's just what the younger girl needed. Somehow, Jimin always knew just what to say and what to do to make Minjeong feel better.
It didn't take long before Minjeong's sobs softened to sniffles and hiccups. The younger girl snuggled closer into Jimin's chest, letting out a relieved sigh.
“Thank you for always knowing what I need–” Minjeong swallows thickly, a sly teary smile that Jimin can't quite see crosses her face, “–ma'am.”
Beneath her, Jimin's cock twitches.
Oh, Minjeong is going to exploit the hell out of this new kink.