#red velvet
feel my rhythm, come with me
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seulgi: green human ♀️
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Writer: Admin C Warnings: food play, smut. Marshmallows. That was the prop that they had given Joy for the photoshoot. Tons and tons of the small, fluffy treats. The other girls had gotten other sweets, chocolate and lollipops and such, but Joy had marshmallows. “These look so tasty,” Joy teased when she wasn’t shooting. She would take one from the bags he was holding and eat it as slowly, and as teasingly as possible. You would sit there and watch as she stuck it on her tongue and then pulled it into her mouth, finishing with a slow lick to her full lips. “Do you want one?” she asked, holding it out to you, eyes wide and innocent. When you would decline she smiled and ate it instead, smirking as she chewed the gelatinous sugar. After a fifteen minute break, the whole group had changed. Each girl went from cute little dresses that matched their candy, to revealing crop tops, jean shorts to match. You gulped when they smothered Seulgi’s stomach in chocolate syrup. You but your lip when they covered Wendy in caramel. You almost fainted when they made a whipped cream sundae out of Irene. All because you knew exactly what they would do to Joy too. You watched as they took marshmallow fluff and smeared it all over Joy’s smooth, porcelain skin. She smiled and giggled as it tickled her sides, but you were straight faced, watching as they made her look absolutely… Delectable. There was nothing more you would’ve wanted to do than lay her down right then and there, licking every inch of her body free of the fluff. You wanted to watch her writhe and whimper as your tongue teased the sensitive parts of her body. You wanted to cover yourself like Seulgi and make a smore with yours and Joy’s bodies. “How do I look?” Joy asked, coming up to you once she was covered. She took her finger and ran it up the inside of her thigh, gathering a good sized glob of fluff. Holding it up, inches from your mouth, she smiled. “Wanna taste?” You opened your mouth involuntarily and leaned forward. Being the tease that she was, she pulled her finger away, your mouth following, until your mouth was on hers. “Joy, on set!” A loud voice yelled, taking you from your trance. Joy pulled away and sucked her finger clean, making sure to get every bit off. With a wink she skipped away, back onto set. Another torturous hour later and the shoot was finally over. The girls cleaned themselves off, except Joy, who grabbed your hand and pulled you into the empty dressing room, locking the door behind her. “I think I need help getting cleaned up,” she pouted, poking out her bottom lip as she made her way back towards you. A smirk crossed your lips. With one sweep you had Joy laid out on the floor, her hands pinned above her head, and your hips pushing down on hers. You eagerly dip your head down, taking a long, slow lick on her collarbone, the sweet taste of marshmallows taking over your senses. “You tortured me all day princess,” you growled into her ear. Her chest started rising and falling more rapidly as her breathing became more erratic. “I. Wanted to. Taste. How sweet. You were. All day. Baby girl.” You paused every few words to clean her stomach, more and more of her pale skin revealing with every word. “I think I made a mess down there,” Joy said sweetly, looking down at the shorts she was wearing. There was a trail of white leading down past the waistline. Obliging, you slid down her half clean body, slowly taking her jeans with you. When she was just in her underwear, you started licking her thighs clean of the treat. “Please clean me up baby,” Joy begged when you licked all the way up to her panty line, but no further. You smirked as you swallowed, taking her panties off and throwing them off to the side. Her pussy was completely covered in fluff. It was like you were in a candy shop, and the best treat was beckoning for you to spend all your allowance on it. Your face disappeared between her thighs as you place your lips on the mess. Marshmallow mixed with her sweet juices, the taste even sweeter on your tongue than before. You didn’t stop once she was clean either. You kept licking up and down her wet, sweet pussy, reveling in the taste that faded from marshmallows to all her sweetness. You suck her clit into your mouth like a lollipop, causing her hands to twist into your hair and pull. Her face scrunches upend her mouth falls open in a moan. “So sweet,” you say, muffled because you don’t want to move your mouth and lose any flavor. “So fucking sweet baby.” Your tongue swirls in her juices, peaking teasingly into her slit. She groans and whimpers, but you don’t relent. Instead you move your tongue faster. Joy’s body shakes as she creeps over the edge, her orgasm spraying all over you. When she’s finished you place a small peck on her entrance, then sitting up and going back to holding her hips down with yours. “I hope you’re ready for round two. You’re still dirty, my naughty baby.”
- C
Writer: Admin C
Warnings: smut
“There’s something I’ve always wanted to try,” Irene says shyly, barely audible enough for you to hear. She bites her lip and looks up at you through the curtain of hair in front of her face.
“What would that be?”
“I think it’s called… Scissoring,” she whispers the last part, her cheeks flaming to a bright red color. With a chuckle you nod in understanding.
“Of course gorgeous, come here,” you say, motioning for her to come closer. She stands on her knees, slowly crawling over to you, where she instantly pushes her lips to yours in a kiss.
“Alright, put your legs like this on mine,” you say, pulling away and putting one of her legs over your hip while the other one goes underneath. You scoot closer until both yours and her pussies are touching. Taking her leg and bending it it to her chest, you start to move your hips. The simple sensation instantly caused a string of moans to escape your lips.
“Does that feel good baby?” you ask, noticing Irene’s face scrunch up tastefully. She nods hastily. Taking her delicate hands, she reaches back and grabs the back of your thighs, aiding you in pushing you into her harder, eliciting more pleasure. You can feel how wet she is against your own wetness, the fact sending a new bout of pleasure coursing through you.
Falling back into your elbows, you continue moving your hips up and down. Not satisfied, Irene moves hers too, doubling the amount of stimulation you both receive. This continues for a few more minutes, until you stop moving, pulling your legs away.
Without a word, you flip over so that your mouth is on Irene’s sweet entrance.
“Oh god,” she moans, tangling her fingers into your hair and pulling. You fight against the pull, licking continuously up and down her wetness, licking up all of her sweet juices.
“Harder,” she begs, pushing your head instead of pulling. The breath is ripped from her lungs when your full lips close around her clit and you suck on it, tongue peeking out and making her gasp.
“Oh fuck,” she moans, trying to buck into your face but your hands firmly hold her hips down and keep her still.
She pulls and tugs on the couch cushions below her as your toungue works wonders on her. You lick between her folds and slurp up every drop of her wetness, sucking on her clit like a sweet lollipop. Irene’s eyes shoot open and she almost screams, almost, when two of your fingers slowly push inside of her without a warning. She has your mouth sucking on her thigh and your fingers pumping in and out of her at the slowest pace.
“Baby please,” Irene whines helplessly. “Please.”
You pull away, but push your fingers deep inside of her. You curl your fingers and she mewls, almost kicking you in the head. You laugh, pulling away.
“Okay okay baby,” you sit yourself up. “I’ll stop now. Sorry.”
Leaning over her again, you push your knee up in between her thighs, teasing her clit with the friction. You bring your mouth to hers, swallowing her moans as you move your leg back and forth.
“Oh fuck,” she manages in between sloppy kisses, creeping closer and closer to her orgasm as her juices wet your leg. In order to send her over, you move your leg and pinch her clit with your fingers, taking your other fingers and pushing them back inside of her. Massaging the nerves harshly, you’re both shocked when your fingers are forced out of her with her orgasm. You sit up straight in astonishment, getting soaked as you watch her body jerk. Once she’s finished, she curls up on the couch.
“Oh God,” her body shudders in over sensitivity when you go back down on her to clean her up. You lick her clean of any juices and come. Then, with a sweet kiss to her forehead you fall onto your back on the couch.
“My turn,” you say, lifting your head so she can see your smirk. With a smile, she gets up and goes down to finish you.
sorry for all the depressing stuff lately, I’m just trying to deal with things
Irene - “Annabel Lee” by Edgar Allan Poe
I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea,
But we loved with a love that was more than love—
I and my Annabel Lee
Seulgi - “Tonight I Can Write the Saddest Lines” by Pablo Neruda
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
Through nights like this one I held her in my arms
I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.
Wendy - “Eurydice” by H.D.
so for your arrogance
I am broken at last,
I who had lived unconscious,
who was almost forgot
Joy - “Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night” by Dylan Thomas
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Yeri - “Pretty” by Stevie Smith
Cry pretty, pretty, pretty and you’ll be able
Very soon not even to cry pretty
And so be delivered entirely from humanity
This is prettiest of all, it is very pretty.
really wish my brain would actually let me be happy for once
