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“Baby…”
“Hm?”
“Ouch. Hey!” Tiffany tried to push the girl away but it only made her grip tighter. “H-hey!”
“W-what?” Taeyeon finally snapped out of her clouded mind and leaned back. “I’m sorry, what?”
“You were biting too hard.” Tiffany pouted and hissed a little when she touched her lip.
“Um… I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to… Let me see.” She pried the hand away to take a better look on what she had done. “It’s not that bad.” She frowned at her still pouting girlfriend.
“But it hurts.”
“Then I’ll promise to kiss you gently.” Taeyeon flinched upon hearing the words that came out from . “. I didn’t just say that.”
“Well, you already did.” Tiffany giggled at the girl’s embarrassed look. “You can’t take it back.” She glanced at her shoulder when Taeyeon reached out for the strap of her nightgown.
“Um… It’s falling off…?” Taeyeon quickly retracted her hand after making sure Tiffany was wearing it right.
“Why bother?” There was a definite awkward cough from her girlfriend when she trailed her finger against Taeyeon’s jaw. “You’re going to take it off anyway…”
Breathing heavily, Taeyeon remained still, her hands clutching the bed sheets, and eyes as round as the moon. “W-what?! No, I’m not!”
“Why not?” She tilted her head to the side while looking at her innocently. “Oh. You want me to give you a show?” Her smirk couldn’t be ier at each passing second. Well, . OH MY GOD! !
“H-hell no!”
“Oh, I bet you want it.” Sliding her hands away from Taeyeon’s shoulders, Tiffany trailed her hands to her sides, and lifted the silky nightwear inch by inch without breaking eye contact.
“OH MY GOD STOP!” Taeyeon swiftly grabbed Tiffany’s wrists before it could get any higher, revealing her precious assets that she secretly wanted to see.
“Why stop?”
“BECAUSE I’M NERVOUS!”
“Isn’t that a good thing?” Tiffany looked at her curiously.
“! HELL NO!” Taeyeon wasn’t even sure what she was feeling at that moment.
“No?”
“I CAN’T DO THIS!” She clutched her head dramatically.
“Why not?”
“I haven’t ed a single soul and it’s scaring me!”
“You what?” Tiffany’s hands froze in the air. “Excuse me?” The words were ringing in her ears that made her disoriented.
“You heard me.” Taeyeon said with a huff as she lowered her head, which was a bad idea because all she could see was Tiffany’s milky white thighs.
“You’re not kidding.” Tiffany gently cupped her face and instantly smiled at the girl’s adorable pout. “Okay, you’re not.”
“I don’t joke around.”
“Alright, alright. No need to be extra grumpy.” She leaned in to kiss the pout away but Taeyeon remained sulking. “Aww, baby. I’m sorry.” She cooed as she brushed the girl’s hair to the side.
“You better be.” Taeyeon huffed once more and crossed her arms.
“I really am. So no more sulking, okay?” Tiffany gave her another kiss on the cheek and felt Taeyeon smile a little at the sweet gesture. “Am I forgiven now?”
“No.”
“Your pink cheeks are betraying you, though.”
Taeyeon narrowed her eyes as she stared intently at her grinning girlfriend. “Get off me first.”
With a dramatic sigh, Tiffany got off her lap and settled beside Taeyeon. “Lie down with me.” She looked up at her with expecting eyes and long after, her stubborn little girlfriend finally relented and lied down next to her.
“Happy now?” She grumbled out but scooted closer when Tiffany tugged at her arm.
“More than happy.” Tiffany let out a lovely smile as she inched closer. “Now how about some kisses?”
Taeyeon was struggling to maintain eye contact as Tiffany’s warm palm caressed her face. “Hm. Fine.”
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“Baby…”
“Hm?”
“Ouch. Hey!” Tiffany tried to push the girl away but it only made her grip tighter. “H-hey!”
“W-what?” Taeyeon finally snapped out of her clouded mind and leaned back. “I’m sorry, what?”
“You were biting too hard.” Tiffany pouted and hissed a little when she touched her lip.
“Um… I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to… Let me see.” She pried the hand away to take a better look on what she had done. “It’s not that bad.” She frowned at her still pouting girlfriend.
“But it hurts.”
“Then I’ll promise to kiss you gently.” Taeyeon flinched upon hearing the words that came out from . “. I didn’t just say that.”
“Well, you already did.” Tiffany giggled at the girl’s embarrassed look. “You can’t take it back.” She glanced at her shoulder when Taeyeon reached out for the strap of her nightgown.
“Um… It’s falling off…?” Taeyeon quickly retracted her hand after making sure Tiffany was wearing it right.
“Why bother?” There was a definite awkward cough from her girlfriend when she trailed her finger against Taeyeon’s jaw. “You’re going to take it off anyway…”
Breathing heavily, Taeyeon remained still, her hands clutching the bed sheets, and eyes as round as the moon. “W-what?! No, I’m not!”
“Why not?” She tilted her head to the side while looking at her innocently. “Oh. You want me to give you a show?” Her smirk couldn’t be ier at each passing second. Well, . OH MY GOD! !
“H-hell no!”
“Oh, I bet you want it.” Sliding her hands away from Taeyeon’s shoulders, Tiffany trailed her hands to her sides, and lifted the silky nightwear inch by inch without breaking eye contact.
“OH MY GOD STOP!” Taeyeon swiftly grabbed Tiffany’s wrists before it could get any higher, revealing her precious assets that she secretly wanted to see.
“Why stop?”
“BECAUSE I’M NERVOUS!”
“Isn’t that a good thing?” Tiffany looked at her curiously.
“! HELL NO!” Taeyeon wasn’t even sure what she was feeling at that moment.
“No?”
“I CAN’T DO THIS!” She clutched her head dramatically.
“Why not?”
“I haven’t ed a single soul and it’s scaring me!”
“You what?” Tiffany’s hands froze in the air. “Excuse me?” The words were ringing in her ears that made her disoriented.
“You heard me.” Taeyeon said with a huff as she lowered her head, which was a bad idea because all she could see was Tiffany’s milky white thighs.
“You’re not kidding.” Tiffany gently cupped her face and instantly smiled at the girl’s adorable pout. “Okay, you’re not.”
“I don’t joke around.”
“Alright, alright. No need to be extra grumpy.” She leaned in to kiss the pout away but Taeyeon remained sulking. “Aww, baby. I’m sorry.” She cooed as she brushed the girl’s hair to the side.
“You better be.” Taeyeon huffed once more and crossed her arms.
“I really am. So no more sulking, okay?” Tiffany gave her another kiss on the cheek and felt Taeyeon smile a little at the sweet gesture. “Am I forgiven now?”
“No.”
“Your pink cheeks are betraying you, though.”
Taeyeon narrowed her eyes as she stared intently at her grinning girlfriend. “Get off me first.”
With a dramatic sigh, Tiffany got off her lap and settled beside Taeyeon. “Lie down with me.” She looked up at her with expecting eyes and long after, her stubborn little girlfriend finally relented and lied down next to her.
“Happy now?” She grumbled out but scooted closer when Tiffany tugged at her arm.
“More than happy.” Tiffany let out a lovely smile as she inched closer. “Now how about some kisses?”
Taeyeon was struggling to maintain eye contact as Tiffany’s warm palm caressed her face. “Hm. Fine.”
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A/N: Read this while you wait for that so called of the year. LOL But mind you, I DO NOT write . LOL So there's that. XD It just feels weird to write one. XD Anyway... Another note, if you think about it, they're all kinda old in this story. I'd say they're in their early 30's in this fic. So.......... Yeah............. Taeng is THAT old. HAHAHAHA XD It's nothing to be ashamed of, tbh. Whatever. I'll explain it later in the next few chapters. And lastly......... HA!!!!!! SORRY TO DISAPPOINT YOU GUYS!!!!!!!!!! NO ACTION IN THIS CHAPTER!!!!!!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
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