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Chapter 1
Midnight rain was pouring in the city of Seoul, rendering everything wet and cold. It was peaceful and calm, cold rain pattering quietly outside the window. It was the best feeling ever to sleep all cozy, wrapping oneself with a thick, fluffy blanket and getting all comfy for a long, good night's sleep.
Sleeping in her oversized shirt and shorts, the pink-haired singer was snoring quietly in her bedroom, all tucked under her thick comforter with the perfect temperature to keep the room all cool and cold, just like how Seraphine likes it. Having Rapunzel-like hair like hers, it could easily trap heat and causing her back to be all sweaty and hot at night.
But then, her peaceful night was interrupted when, all of a sudden, her phone rang, vibrating loudly under her pillows, almost causing her jump out from her thick blanket.
“ WHA–AAHH???? ”
She forgot to set it on silent mode.
“What the fuck…oh my god! Who the hell—”
Before Sera could further curse the name of the caller who dared disturb her beauty sleep this late at night, her eyes widened when she saw the name on her screen - Miss Ahri.
Swiping the answering button to the right, the pink-haired girl quickly answered the person on the other side of the line before she fumbled her phone and accidentally dropped it to the floor.
“M-miss Ahri?? Hello?”
In her mind, all she could think of was if this was an emergency call, like she got into some sort of trouble or an accident. She’s worried after all.
But on the other side of the phone, it was just a long pause coming from Ahri. Puzzled and confused, the starry-eyed singer pressed the phone closer to her ear, wondering if she was sober or half asleep since she couldn't hear anything.
“Miss Ahri? Hello?”
Seraphine waited patiently for any response, but still, only silence.
Maybe she pressed her dial by accident or something, or maybe she dropped her phone and accidentally clicked on her speed dial (well, Ahri did set her numbers in her speed dial since she’s her assistant after all).
Not getting any answers, Seraphine tried again before she ended the call just in case. “Miss Ahri? You there? I’m ending the call.”
Just a mere second before Sera pressed the end button, suddenly there was a faint gasp over the other end, like a sharp inhale, as if the other person was holding back her thoughts, hesitating to say something.
“Miss…Ahri?”
For once, there were millions of things running through her head during that moment, and one of them was either Ahri was on her dying breath, or she got kidnapped, or… something TMI was happening. Either way, suddenly Seraphine got herself spooked with her intrusive thoughts and scared to find out which. She doesn't need to know all this information.
But just before she could even react, suddenly there’s a voice calling her name.
“Seraphine…” Finally, Ahri spoke.
“Y-yes, Miss Ahri! Are you okay?” Ah, so it was her boss on the phone, and not some weird scenario going on.
Another pause, but this time the pink-haired girl could hear the woman exhaling softly before she said something. Oh god, the anticipation is already making her nervous, but somehow she’s glad that nothing serious happened to Ahri.
Or so she thought. Until she heard Ahri whimpering, almost sobbing on the other line.
“M-miss Ahri?! Hey, what’s wrong? You okay?”
Well, actually, it’s not the first time she’s been in this situation. After working with Ahri for almost three years, even during the collaboration with K/DA, Seraphine somehow is able to gauge or read the room whenever it comes to Ahri (especially with Ahri). Among the four ladies, somehow Ahri is the only one she has to be careful with. Not because she’s her boss, but because Ahri always speaks in double entendre, and her words are sometimes ambiguous because she wants to appear polite in front of others but expects you to catch what she meant in between (typical boss behavior). Unlike Eve, who doesn’t mask her words or her sarcasm, it's always a guessing game when it comes to Ahri, and it's always on purpose.
So somehow, right now, Sera knew something was up. And she knew Ahri was currently weeping on the other side of the phone, trying her best to muffle her sniffles. Being an empath, the younger woman stayed quiet on her end as she got up from her bed and left her room, slowly walking downstairs towards the quiet living room. She lay on the couch in the dark, dimmed room; she felt lightheaded already after getting her sleep interrupted. Adjusting to the darkness, her eyes trailed the orange reflected street light on the ceiling, soaking herself in the dark and the cold ambience. The night was quiet. Sera starts to think if any of this was real, or if she’s in her stupor, half awake, and her mind has actually drifted into a dream-like reality.
Slowly, with her eyelids getting heavy, the pink-haired singer tried her best to stay awake, but Ahri was not giving her anything. She wondered if Ahri’s even on the line right now.
“Ahri? Are you there?”
Not even calling her with any honorifics like she always does, Seraphine’s currently in her sleep-talking state now. If she listened closely enough, she could almost hear Ahri whimpering again, this time with a little bit of sobbing and sighing. She’s definitely crying right now, but Sera has no idea why.
Probably because of stress? Or she got into a fight with Eve again? Well, even if she did, she knew she wouldn't be that person for Ahri to rely on right now.
After some passing minutes, probably 10 to 15, finally the said woman stops sobbing. Seraphine could hear Ahri picking some tissues to wipe her nose with those sniffles and ruffles on the other side. She must have calmed down by now. And Sera could never be so relieved (and maybe she could go back to her much-needed sleep).
With a cracking voice, this time Ahri finally said something instead of sobbing on the phone. “I’m so sorry, Sera… for calling at this late hour. Oh god, I just—hold on… a second.”
And a loud snorting noise suddenly came out of nowhere; most likely Ahri was blowing her nose, which almost caught Sera by surprise.
“Sorry… ugh , I need to clear my nose.” Said the graceful woman, who was still snorting and clearing her throat. Sera could only smile to herself and wait until she’s done.
“Oh Sera, how I wish you were here.” The woman on the other side of the line sighed.
“But it’s the middle of the night, Miss Ahri. Shouldn’t you be at home?”
Well, Sera loves her job, her career, and the woman on the phone, but not to this extent. Everyone has their own boundaries, and she wasn't about to sacrifice her own sleep for the sake of her boss. Not like this.
A mental nod to that.
“I know… it's just that I want you here, Sera.”
Ah, what a selfish woman, and a greedy one too.
Masking her request behind a hopeless plea, Ahri made it sound like she desperately needed her right now. And she just couldn’t ignore her idol like that. She knew she could just brush it off; it’s not something she should fix, and it's not her responsibility at all. But then, deep down, Seraphine is not that kind of person.
She must do something. Something, anything. But what?
( Ponder, ponder. )
While adjusting her position on the three-seater, her skin was slowly dragging across the cold fabric of the couch. Seraphine never realized how nice and soft it was to enjoy different kinds of textures and the sensation they gave. As if suddenly, she could sense everything in the dark, even the noise of her rustling shirt as she moved and when her thighs were rubbing against each other to feel the softness of the material. She was even aware of how her chest was rising and falling, breathing through the cool air from her nose, feeling how her lips dried a little as she exhaled. Being in the dark could really heighten one's senses after all.
And then, she suddenly had an idea.
“Are you alone, Miss Ahri?”
Seraphine wasn’t sure, but somehow, something inside of her was acting up that night. Maybe she was half conscious, her brain wasn’t able to separate between reality and dream, and her body suddenly became sensitive with all her heightened senses in the dark.
Ahri didn’t say anything, just another quiet response from the other line. After a long pause, finally she answered with a long, shaky sigh.
“Yes.”
By guessing her answer, the pink-haired singer knew Ahri was still at the office at this late hour. She’s all alone, letting her own stress and anxiety get the best of her; or, she’s just having one of her midlife crisis episodes again and needed someone to vent to, someone who won’t patronize her or give her any serious life advice, judgment, or criticism; or spill the tea about her situation to anyone.
She just needed someone like that in this moment.
“Miss Ahri, I’m in the living room right now. And I’m alone too. Zeri is at a friend’s house, so… It’s just you and me on the phone at 2 AM. I’m here for you if you want me to.”
Rustling her feet against the softness of the cushion underneath her, suddenly her heart started to pound a bit faster as she started rubbing her thighs.
“Sera…”
“Yes…?”
The younger woman noticed how she had been holding her breath for an unknown reason, as if she was trying to keep a steady breath when she felt her chest getting warmer, as well as her below.
“Miss Ahri… A-are you still there?” Try as she might, she could no longer hold herself from whimpering her name, and it’s starting to look obvious. Her boss will definitely notice too. It was just a matter of time before she got caught red-handed.
“I-I am. What are you doing right now, Sera?”
Ah , she knew.
Ahri definitely knew. She knew Seraphine was currently rubbing herself right now, trying to relieve herself from something over the phone. The pink-haired girl could never be turned on with the whole scandalous situation, as she traced her hands right under her shirt, softly groping her own breasts.
“M-miss A-ahri…”
“I’m here…—here.”
“ M-mm… !”
Her fingers were tweaking her own nipples, flicking and rubbing as she tried to pleasure herself in the dark and quiet living room. She could hear her own voice moaning, yet she was trying her best to restrain herself from being too loud on the phone. She couldn’t believe how it got to this. She couldn’t believe how she’s actually letting her boss hear her masturbating on the phone.
How.
“— mmm ! Ah~ !”
Pinching one of her nipples, Sera could feel her panties getting wet and hot as she continued to pinch harder, almost letting out a loud yet inaudible cry. Unable to bear it, the younger woman finally slid her hand down her waistband and began to stroke her clit as she moaned deliciously with her sweet voice.
“ Ah …are you touching yourself, Serbear?”
Beyond her imagination, she could be wrong, but Seraphine swore she could somehow hear Ahri’s voice getting a bit raspy and low, as if she was trying not to let the little maknae hear herself panting over the phone. Was Ahri also… ?
Sliding two fingers inside, the pink-haired girl slowly stroked her wall, trying to loosen her entrance as she moved her hips and thrust, pacing herself so as not to get her arm sore before she could even come. Usually she has longer resistance and endurance when it comes to foreplay, especially with her experience with Zeri, but somehow, it felt different this time. Maybe it was Ahri, her boss, or the mood at the hour that was making her feel all sensual and a little daring. Using her thumb to press her clit, Sera didn’t realize she was grabbing onto her phone like a lifeline and continued to moan a little louder when she felt her walls tighten around her fingers. She could feel herself dripping; she’s almost here.
“M-miss Ahri… I’m–!”
“Yes, my baby, I’m here…come for me— aah~ ”
Just hearing her idol calling her like that, Sera immediately came and gushed all over her hand as she cried, moaning and mewling lewdly over the phone. “Ahri~ Ahri~!!! Ahhh~ ”
She was overflowing, wetting her ruined panties with her two fingers still inside her pussy, feeling her arm slowly getting sore from the intense workout. She was panting for air, trying to calm her racing heartbeat before she could say anything. But then she heard something crackling with a loud thud, as if Ahri had dropped her phone to the floor.
“Miss Ahri?! W-wha–”
A high-pitched mewl, accompanied by a sharp sound of ragged breath and some whimpering in between. At this exact moment, Seraphine quickly realized what just happened on the other side of the call, and it made her blush so hard till the tip of her ears. She could feel herself wet again when her walls started to clamp around her fingers.
Ah, so Miss Ahri was masturbating too.
The pink-haired singer started to imagine her boss, Ahri, doing all sorts of perverted things on the other side of the call, things she could never expect from the woman she adores and admires. The graceful Miss Ahri, in her eyes, is the woman she wants to be when she grows up - now masturbating with her over the phone and coming down hard.
D-did Miss Ahri come at the same time as she did, or after? Is she fully clothed right now or lying half-naked on her office couch with her fingers still warm inside, panting hot breath, and sweating down to her cleavage?
She wanted to know so badly.
Having all these dirty thoughts running through her little head, as her sweat dripped down her neck, Seraphine curled both of her fingers inside and lifted her hips, squeezing harder until she climaxed again.
“ Ahh~oh Miss Ahri~ mmnhh –!!”
Her pussy jerked a few times, squirting and wetting whatever was left of her now ruined panties. She could feel something trickling down her thighs, wetting the couch under her. At this point, Seraphine didn't care anymore. She will clean this up first thing in the morning.
“F…fuck…”
Ah , what a mess.
Catching her breath, Seraphine could hear Ahri picking up the phone, slightly panting and clearing her throat. She said, “Sera, baby…?”
“Y-yes, Miss Ahri?” It really didn't take long for the pink-haired singer to feel her body hot again. Hearing Ahri calling her ‘baby’ made her blush so badly, and she just can't when Ahri is like this again.
I’m such a hopeless lesbian! - was what Sera mentally cursed herself while screaming internally.
“I… um , I wanna talk longer , p-please?” But when Ahri sounded ever so sweet and persuasive like this, the younger woman knew it was going to be a very, very long night. Ahri wouldn't let her go just like that. “Please? Baby?”
Swallowing the knot down her throat, the pink-haired girl needed to let her boss know that she’s feeling exhausted after she came twice. Her body began to feel heavy, and her arms were sore, and not to mention, her phone was overheating. She’s going to fall asleep any moment now. “ Ehh~ b-but Miss Ahri, it’s getting late, and I’m tired, and I need my sleep…!”
Seraphine’s reluctance to continue the phone sex session with Ahri somehow felt like a personal rejection to the older woman on the other side of the line. Ahri pursed her lips, exhaling through her nose, trying her best to be level-headed, at least. She knew she should respect Sera’s choice and not force her any further. It's not her job to entertain Ahri’s selfish request in the middle of the night like this, much less her stupid libido. But Ahri has a certain kind of ego, a narcissistic trait that makes it hard for her to accept the word “no,” especially when she’s the superior. So she decided to pull her card a little.
“Do you hate me, Seraphine?”
And right at that moment, any lingering ounce of drowsiness vanished from her body and soul as if her heart suddenly stopped beating when she heard the question. The starry-eyed singer jumped off the couch and got up, all stunned; she had never been so wide awake in her whole life.
“W-w-whaa—Miss Ahri?!”
“You don’t really like me that much, right? I could tell.” The gumiho lady continued; she didn't know why, but somehow she wanted some attention from the little woman on the phone.
“I like you, Miss Ahri! So, so much! Y-you’re my idol! What makes you—” She didn't know what she did wrong or crossed her boss in the wrong way, but right now, Seraphine felt like she wanted to cry after the sudden accusation.
“Oh? But I don’t pamper or spoil you like a certain succubus, nor do I do fun things with you like Akali or Kai. You’re so distant and awkward when it's me. Is it because I’m your boss? Or you don’t like that I’m your boss and simply tolerate me?”
“NO! MISS AHRI! NO! Please don’t say that! I thought you were being all professional and strict because I’m your apprentice, but I never hated you! I promise!” Seraphine didn’t realize she was actually teary right now, as her voice began to crack and started to tremble. Suddenly she was so scared that Ahri might actually hate her for real.
But Ahri went on again, saying, “No, no. It’s okay, you don’t have to, you know, overexplain yourself like this. And I’m sorry too, for forcing you when you’re this tired. My bad. Go to sleep now, Seraphine. Goodnight.”
Flabbergasted and dumbfounded, the younger girl tried to say something, anything, but Ahri went on again. “You can take the day off tomorrow; I’ll call you later. Rest well, okay?”
“B-but—Miss Ahri! Wait! I–!!!”
The pink-haired singer burst into a loud sob after hearing all this coming from the idol whom she has adored and admired ever since higschool. She couldn’t believe how Ahri would accuse her like this. She sobbed and sobbed as she tried to say something, but too bad she was choking in tears.
"W-wait, are you crying??" Realizing how her teasing game got out of hand, Ahri felt like she was a terrible bully, a monster for making their innocent angel cry. And the girls would never let this go with a slap on the wrist if they knew about this. "Baby, I'm just teasing! OMG, please don't cry!"
Now it's her turn to panic.
"Sera, baby, please don't cry! I'm just joking!"
Eve's gonna kill me! - Ahri thought to herself, trying to calm the sobbing little girl over the phone. She's now walking in circles around her room, trying her best to take control of the situation. "Hey, stop crying. Don't be a baby."
And that was an order. A tall one.
Hearing Ahri, now the starry-eyed princess couldn't decide if her boss was trying to comfort her or the other way round. Either way, it did stop her from crying, and it was kind of effective. "Okay, Miss Ahri."
Sobs.
After the awkward situation, both of them fell silent for a while, not sure what to say next. Sure, Sera wanted to end the call already; it had been more than an hour, and her phone felt hot in her hand. But this time, she had to make sure Ahri wanted that as well. And so she asked away.
"Well, Miss Ahri, I think it's time to sleep now. It's already 4.50 AM, and I think you need to go back. Please be careful on your way home.” A sleepy yawn escaped from her mouth. The whole turn of events really had the young singer on an adrenaline rush, but now that it's over, now that it's all good, her body started to feel sleepy and exhausted.
“Okay, baby. Go to sleep. And I’m sorry, okay? Don't go around and tell anyone about my crappy joke, especially my girls, or else—! I was just messing with you.” Said the older woman as she sat on the leather chair. She, too, is starting to feel a bit exhausted from this whole late-night affair with her assistant.
“Noted, Miss Ahri. I promise I won’t.” Oh, Seraphine is definitely going to tell Zeri about this next thing in the morning. That’s for sure.
Or not.
Anyway, before she ended the call, Ahri made sure again she made herself clear with the little singer. A lot had happened, from her calling Seraphine out of nowhere in the middle of the night to a phone sex session and making the girl cry after she rejected her. It was fucking wild for their first time, for sure.
“Say, baby…”
“Yes, Miss Ahri?” Her face warmed up again when she heard Ahri calling her with that pet name. Ah, how she wanted to be near the woman she idolized so much right now.
“ Um , before you go, I just wanna tell you that… Thank you for answering my call in the middle of the night and for being hot on the phone. Honestly, I wasn’t expecting that at all! I mean, I thought you were going to fall asleep on me, but holy shit! You got me all hot and acting up on the phone with your mewling. It was crazy, and how I wish—well, ... ahaha~ ”
The woman let out an awkward laugh when she decided not to finish her sentence, keeping her line of thoughts to herself. “It’s nothing. Forget it.”
“Miss Ahri?”
“Goodnight, Seraphine. Go to bed, and as for me, I’m gonna head back home and maybe catch the first sunrise. Love you, bye!”
“O-okay, goodnight, and have a good morning, Miss Ahri. Drive safe, I love you too?”
And just like that, the call finally disconnected. Seraphine looked at her screen; her battery barely survived the two-hour and fifty-four-minute session. She slumped back into the couch, looking at the light yellowish rays on the ceiling. The dawn was breaking; she could hear some faint noises coming from the neighborhood. Thinking about how she just had phone sex with her boss, Seraphine was sure things were going to be super awkward with Ahri when they saw each other face-to-face soon.
“ ARGHSHSKSKSHHKDKKS FUCKKKK–!!!”
Seraphine could only let out her excitement with that one loud, incoherent scream. Her voice echoed throughout the living room; perhaps her neighbor heard it too. As much as the pink-haired singer wanted to freshen up or at least change her now ruined panties, in the end, she simply let out a heavy sigh and sighed again to calm herself. As her body started to relax, she felt drowsy again, and her eyelids were getting heavy. Slowly, Seraphine finally fell asleep on the couch, this time for sure.
- end chapter 1 -