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Jihyo who's the straightest of them all until Sana flirts with her

jihyo is straight.

or at least she thought she was.

i mean, it was never too much of a doubt. jihyo had a few boyfriends, few one night stands. girls never flirted with her, and she never thought of flirting with a girl, so she never had to think about it.

until minatozaki was paired up with her for a college paperwork.

you see, everything was going completely fine until sana caught her staring a bit longer than she should. she didn't even know why, or at least tried to pretend she didn't, pretend she wasn't drooling over sana's legs since she arrived. pretend she didn't like the soft roundness of sana's breasts pressing against her white shirt.

she didn't expect to be caught, really didn't, but the girl was obscene almost, pen trapped between her lips as she read something on her notebook.

jihyo's cheeks went read as soon as sana grinned, eyes darkening with promises, leaving her notebook aside and adjusting herself on the couch so she's closer to jihyo.

too close, jihyo thinks, breath caught in her throat as sana's lips brush against hers.

"s-sana", she tries, "i'm straight"

sana giggles, one hand slowly making it's way up jihyo's clothed thigh. damn mrs. jeon and her stupid paperwork, jihyo thinks, and sana presses a chaste, warm kiss to the column of her throat.

"are you, now?", sana asks, relishing on the way jihyo seems to shake under her touches, the way she holds back a moan when sana lovebites her pulse point.

"i- sana, we shouldn't d-"

"ah, come on, hyo", sana purrs in a low voice, spreading open mouthed kisses over jihyo's collarbones, "you're shaking. i bet you're all wet already and i barely touched you. this isn't straight girl behavior, is it? staring at my boobs like you were five minutes ago, ah ah"

jihyo inhales, unsteady, dizzy with sana's sweet perfume, and she barely thinks about it before her head is thrown back to give sana free access to her warm skin.

"i'm s-straight", she repeats. sana hums, tongue tracing it's way up her throat, a soft kiss pressed to her chin, the corner of her lips, and then sana stops.

"don't you wanna kiss me, hyo?", the japanese girl asks softly, almost innocently, and heat burns the pit of jihyo's stomach. the book she's holding suddenly hits the ground.

jihyo knows she's doomed when she presses her lips against sana's.

any thoughts on bar owner jeongyeon and recently widowed dahyun????

that's quite.... unusual

but i guess jeongyeon would be very quiet and respectful towards the pale lady that's been sitting next to the door at least four nights a week for the last two months.

she cries, and ends a bottle of whisky like it's water sometimes, always going home only when they start preparing to close the bar. jeongyeon is surely worried, watching the woman from afar, but she forces herself to mind her own business.

it's not until the third month that the first conversation happens, and it's more of jeongyeon heatedly explaining that she can't let the woman drive if she's drunk.

"look, what's your name?", jeongyeon asks, hurrying to hold the lady's arm when she trips and almost falls. it's late, and they're almost in the middle of the street, the bar's neon sign iluminating their faces with colorful lights.

"da-," she hiccups, and laughs, trying to reach for her carkeys on jeongyeon's hand, "hyun. i'm not drunk, that's b-," another hiccup, "bullshit".

"you can't even walk straight", jeongyeon points, sighing. it's not the first time she has to deal with drunk customers, but there's something about this girl, the way her hand is tight on jeongyeon's jacket, the way her smile doesn't reach her eyes. she's intriguing.

"of course i can", dahyun says, "i can even do the four, if you want me to", she reaches for the keys again, jeongyeon simply holding her arm up. dahyun is tiny next to her, and it's barely an effort.

"if you lift four fingers, i'll feed you to the sharks", jeongyeon is holding dahyun by the waist now, to try and stop her from jumping on top of her for the damn keys. "dahyun, listen," she tightens her grip, "i know we barely know each other..."

dahyun laughs at that, hiccuping three more times in between before she speaks, "i know you. you stare at me a lot."

jeongyeon blushes, but she's not really embarassed at that. dahyun is pretty. "do you think it'd be okay if i took you home? it's almost 5am, there's no way i'm letting you on a cab"

dahyun wonders, but by the way she clingles to jeongyeon even more, dizzying the taller girl, it's a yes.

not after a quick swap of her fingers on her phone is jeongyeon helping dahyun inside her own car, making sure to put on her seatbelt, gasping out a surpised sound as she feels hands cupping her cheeks and a chaste kiss being pressed to her lips.

"thank-", hiccup, "you", dahyun smiles, eyes teary, and jeongyeon only nods at she takes the driver's seat.

Sana is always the dom in all of her relationships so when she gets into a relationship with a sweet little innocent looking librarian Jihyo she is surprised when she is pinned down at the wall at her apartment after a date

sorry i took long!!! i never know how to write bottom sana lol but i guess shed let herself be topped cause suddenly jihyos voice is low and shes ordering sana around as if she was a puppet and it feels damn nice??? like jihyo going all there and pressing sana against the wall even tho shes a head taller, biting her bottom lip and calling her a good girl for staying still;;; marking up her neck and claiming sana, one hand toying with her nipples and the other squeezing her neck as she whispers filth in her ear lol i guess sana could come untouched from her voice only

send me hybrid asks :(((((( i wanna know about yall thoughts of puppies and kittens and bunnies

YES bad dragons are the paradise for those who have size/breeding/knotting kinks 🥺🥺🥺🥺

I’ve seen bad dragon mentioned a few times in relation to sex toys so I got curious and looked it up and hot damn my breeding and knotting kinks were just 🥵

sorry if this is stupid (and you might not know the answer) but i recently discovered the whole hybrid concept thing and I was wondering how tall are hybrids? like are they human sized? The size of the animal? Or like in between? Like would puppy momo be as tall as human momo??? sorry this is dumb 😭

hello!!! tbh i picture hybrids basically the same height as they are irl, maybe a bit tinier but the proportions are the same (like hybrid tzuyu still being a tower next to hybrid chaeyoung). i never heard of hybrids being like;;; in between heights? i find it really cute tho sksjskskks idk anyone who writes tiny hybrids but it'd be cute as well!

any jitzu thoughts? sfw or nsfw i dont mind

;;;;;; tzuyu loves to tease jihyo about her height, putting things in places she knows she cant reach just for her to ask her for help, lowering herself in an exaggerating when jihyo is talking to her to rile her up;; tzuyu finds it adorable when jihyo tiptoes to peck her lips and how perfectly she fits in her arms when theyre cuddling

tzuyu also finds it cute that her fingers can reach really deep inside of jihyo. her fav thing to do is to fuck jihyo with a strap cause she looks so tiny under her, her pussy all stretched to try and take tzuyu’s cock, tears falling down her cheeks. “want me to stop?” tzuyu asks,hands on jihyos waist to keep her still;;; jihyo sobs, trying to move, nails digging to tzuyus shoulders “no, please... fuck me”

idk if i ever wrote something about it but i have this very specific mina in my mind, black hair falling down her shoulders, one hand on her hip and the other running through her hair, playing with her own tits every now and then, strap attached to her waist and thrusting into someone with the most sinful smirk,,,,

sorry i couldnt find the button to enable anon questions but now it's WORKING

Sana punishing Chaeyoung for being a brat

ok but chaeyoung on her knees, looking up at sana with teary eyes, drooling in arousness and sana is just there looking at her and laughing. "i asked you a question, kitty. what do you want?" sana purrs, tugging on chaeyoungs collar as soon as she tries to speak. "you better use your mouth before i fuck it". chaeyoung gasps, eyeing the strap thats around sanas waist. "p-please, punish me" and sana just;;;;; pushes the strap down her throat cause she loves how much of a mess chaeyoung can be