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mina is on her knees.
of course she is. how could she not drop to her knees on command when minatozaki sana is the one telling her what to do?
it's embarrassing. mina's embarrassed, cheeks hot and pink as she looks up to sana. she's embarrassed, but not so much as she licks her lips to the sight in front of her. god, she likes it so much.
sana has a beautiful body. curvy, soft, so fucking pretty, mina thinks. she wants to reach out and touch her creamy thighs, barely covered by the baby blue pencil skirt shes wearing, wants to get lost in between them, wants to unbutton her shirt and cup the soft weight of her breasts and just have her right there. that's it, mina wants to have minatozaki sana, all for her.
but sana only takes. she takes mina by the hair and makes eye contact, she grins, she lowers her body to peck mina's lips. she's so pretty.
mina is embarrassed, because that's not how this should work. she shouldn't be submitting like that, obeying without second thoughts. she shouldn't be looking up at sana with puppy eyes, begging for more, but she does anyways, and it stings on her lower tummy when sana laughs.
"you look cute like that, baby", sana's hand travels down to caress mina's cheek, to tighten around her neck.
"sana, i-", mina tries, she honestly tries, but she can only close her eyes and let a tiny moan slip out as sana tightens her hand more on her throat. it feels so good, dizziness taking control of her as her own hands fall flat on her lap.
"that's better", sana hums, letting go of mina's throat after a few more seconds. it's dirty, the way mina's underwear is wet.
the flame inside mina's chest rises with a golden heat, burning, wanting, chasing. this shouldn't be happening, she should be working, and not under her boss's desk, wetting her panties like she's a fucking virgin. but she is, and it's not even the first time it happens.
and mina waits so, so patiently, because she knows that if she waits long enough she'll have sana coming all over her tongue, she knows she'll be kissed and rewarded later when they get home.
as sana runs her fingers through mina's hair, she lets herself drown in thoughts, drown in sana. she recalls the first time they kissed, the first time they fucked, on top of sana's table. three days later, sana called mina in for a quick reunion, which ended up on sana riding mina's fingers and then letting her go as if nothing had happened. mina swore she had hated it, swore she would hate sana for doing that, but later that night, she touched herself thinking of being used again.
it happened more frequently than expected, then, sana calling her in for quickies. sometimes she'd bring a strap and demand mina to use it. sometimes she'd use it herself, bending mina over the table and making her come at least two times before telling het to go back to work. sometimes, like she was now, sana would let mina eat her out during online reunions, because she was a bit of a exhibitionist and because she simply got off on it. mina did too, having her tongue inside japan's most successful woman while she made major corporate decisions with a bunch of stupid old men. she guessed it gave sana some kind of high, realizing she could still manage to speak perfectly while making mina fuck her like that.
then, after their shift, sana would take her home, or to restaurants, or to her own apartment and just pamper her for the night. most of the times it happened even when they didn't fuck during work, but still, mina was fucking whipped, and sana was too.
"are you still green, kitten?", sana asks, thumb tracing mina's bottom lip. mina nods then, and leans into the touch, opening her mouth just enough to suck the digit and roll her tongue over it. sana giggles. "i have something more interesting for you to suck on. what do you think?"
sana moves her hips up slightly and mina realizes it. she's wearing the strap. she wants mina to give her a damn blowjob. fuck.
"hm, d'you want it, baby? the reunion is about to start, and i'd like to have your pretty lips around my cock before it does".
mina gulps, "may i touch you, ma'am?"
sana smiles cheekily, "good girl. go ahead"
mina runs her hands up sana's thighs, finally, and they feel so good she can't help but give them a good squeeze. she rolls up the skirt, pulls sana's panties down - they're ruined wet - and faces the silicone dick as sana greets her co-workers.
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it's not half an hour later that sana ends the reunion rushedly. she says goodbye and closes her notebook so harshly mina can hear it breaking.
"fuck," sana moans, tugging on mina's hair and thrusting into her mouth. the reason for such rush is that mina found a way to slip two fingers inside sana and sync up the movements of both her mouth and fingers, making the older girl shiver and for the first time, hide a moan with some very fake coughing. it made mina giggle. sana's dark orange hair, which was tied in a very composed low bun was now messy from her impatient shifting.
the strap-on is covered in spit and mina has tears running down her face, but she doesn't stop, she couldn't stop when it feels so good to have her mouth full like that, when sana is moaning so prettily and trembling under her touches. she gags, moans, and bobs her head even more.
"baby," sana breathes out, undoing two buttons of her own shirt so she can find her nipple under the bra. mina looks up at her, eyes filled with lust, "fuck, you're doing so good. im gonna fucking come".
mina keeps her pace, and sana takes it so well, comes with a loud moan of mina's name, their eyes locked in such intense stare it's hard to break the contact. sana's the one who does, throwing her head back. she's shaky but hasn't let go of mina's hair yet, so the younger girl settles, breathing through her nose since her mouth is still full of cock. she pulls her fingers out after sana finishes riding her high on them.
it's not a surprise when sana starts giggling. she usually does after she comes, and it makes mina's heart race. sana cups her face to guide her head back, relishing on the way mina whines and rests on her thigh for a hot minute before she's being tugged into a kiss.
"miss myoui," sana calls after their lips part, grinning "shouldn't you be working?"
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mina gets fucked once they get home. she comes four times, all over sana's tongue because she just won't stop even if mina is begging, even when tears begin to spill from overstimulation.
it's too much, and sana doesn't give a fuck. she only takes. she takes, and mina gives, willingly.
it's hot, wet and messy. mina's mind is blank as she fully slips into submission, white noise on hear ears louder than her own moans. she cries, grabbing one of sana's hands, pulling it closer to her chest. sana interlocks their fingers.
"my prettiest kitten," sana's voice is everything mina can hear, so willing to obey. she gives what sana wants, opens her legs wider, bites her lip as two fingers sink inside her. "what color are you?"
"mmhm, m- please", mina moans, "green. i-i'm green"
sana smiles, praises her, and fucks her faster, harder. mina sobs, so overwhelmed she feels like she can't take it. but she can, of course she can, she was well trained after all, and sana is just right there. it's easy for mina to pull the hand sana's holding next to her heart as she comes once more.
"there you go, baby", sana rushes up, cups mina's face and pecks her lips. mina is quietly sobbing, reaching out for her, nose buried on the warm skin of her neck. it feels so good, so safe she starts zoning out. "you took it so good, you always do, don't you? you're such a good kitten for me. come here"
mina lets herself be pulled to sana's lap. she wants to sleep so bad, she feels so warm and cozy, but sana tells her to rest a bit so they can go have dinner and then cleanse for bedtime.
mina obeys with wobbly legs, following sana to the kitchen, eating well and having a nice bubble bath before she's being spooned.
"let's rest now, kitty," sana murmurs, spreading tiny warm kisses all over mina's shoulders "you're the best girl"
"i love you, sana", mina whines, shifting impossibly closer. sana kisses her, and she can almost hear her cheeky smile when she answers.
"love you more than anything, minari"
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"mina," sana calls, "wake up".
mina frowns. she doesn't want to wake up. she feels so warm, so relaxed, there's absolute no need to wake up.
"mm", she hums, turning around so she can throw one of her legs around sana's waist and fall back asleep.
mina is not sure how long after that sana calls her again, but is more urgent this time. she can feel a soft weight on her stomach, but what makes her finally open her eyes is a needy moan.
"mina, baby, i wanna use your mouth", sana asks, and mina understands it right away. it's one of those nights. still kind of dizzy with sleepiness, her hands find their way to sana's warm thighs, placed on both sides of her hips. sana moans again. "good girl. tell me to stop if it doesn't feel good".
mina nods, whispers a tiny "green" when sana looks down at her for confirmation after settling her hips right over her mouth. she doesn't know when it happened, but sana's naked from the waist down. her pussy is dripping wet, mina can see it even with the poor light of a night lamp. she's so needy.
"stick your tongue out for me, kitty- oh fuck, just like that"
sana fucks herself on mina's tongue for what it seems like ages. she rolls her hips, fucking her clit on it, moaning so loud mina is sure their neighbors can hear her. she grabs sana's ass, pulls her down and slips her tongue inside, sucking on her. sana tastes absolutely amazing, feminine and bittersweet, just like mina likes it.
"holy shit, mina," sana moans, grabs mina by the hair and makes eye contact once more. mina is reluctant to slip her tongue out, but sana makes such pretty sounds when mina sucks on her clit. "kitten, that feels so good"
mina has the nerve to slap her ass. sana moans and tugs on her hair harder, making the younger girl moan, the vibrations sending goosebumps down her spine, "behave".
it doesn't take long for sana to come, making a mess on mina's mouth and chin. it's quick and messy, as always, and sana tastes herself on mina's tongue right after. it almost makes her want more.
"sana," mina whimpers, fingers lost on sana's hair, deepening the kiss. she starts to feel sleepy again, salt water heavy, their bodies so close you couldn't tell where mina starts and sana ends. it was home.
"don't be a brat like that again, baby", sana hums heatedly, running her fingers through mina's hair. she pulls mina back to laying down, kisses her forehead, the tip of her nose, her lips. "be good. sleep."
mina obeys.
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a phone rings. mina gulps before she picks it up.
"yes, ma'am?"
"miss myoui," sana's voice is playful and full of promises. mina can't help but smile, wetness already starting to pool on her panties. "need you in my room in 5".
mina tries to walk normally as she gets closer to sana's office, and she knows it's coming, but she's not prepared for the second the vibrator tucked inside her starts working. she bites her lips, nods to her co-workers - dahyun and nayeon, who laugh and make explicit gestures as she passes by - and knocks at sana's door, waves rushing throughout her body as the pleasure settles.
she welcomes it, welcomes the way sana looks at her after she locks the door, welcomes how easily it is to fall on her knees as sana gets up and walks closer to her.
sana lowers her body to peck mina's lips. she's so pretty, and her body irradiates power. desire.
mina's breathless.
she's on her knees in front of god herself.
thespace_inmyhead Tue 19 Apr 2022 10:57AM UTC
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