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“Jinsol,” Jungeun shakes the girl’s arm, attempting to wake her up. Jinsol lets out a snore and Jungeun elbows her in the side.
Jinsol wakes with a groan. “Ow! What was that for?” she mumbles and pouts.
“Your dick is poking into my back. Move it or I’ll deal with it myself.”
Jinsol rubs her eyes and smiles sleepily. “What are you gonna do? Cut it off or something?”
“Yes.”
Jinsol’s eyes shoot open at Jungeun’s answer. “It was a joke, Jungeun. Please tell me you’re not thinking about it.”
Jungeun laughs and rolls Jinsol onto her back then climbs on top. “You know I’m not a joker.”
Jinsol’s face scrunches into a cringe. “It’s not funny anymore.”
“Okay, I’m sorry.” Jungeun apologizes with a kiss, her hand snaking down Jinsol’s body to cup her clothed dick. “What if I helped you cum instead?”
“Then I might forgive you.”
Jungeun smiles and reaches inside the older girl’s sweats. She jerks her off as Jinsol clumsily attempts to undress Jungeun. Once naked, Jinsol rolls Jungeun onto her back, removing her own clothes, save for her underwear.
They lay naked, kissing and touching each other until Jungeun tugs Jinsol’s boxers down, the older girl kicking them off.
Jinsol pulls away, reaching over to dig into the drawer beside her bed. She grabs the box of condoms and reaches inside, coming up empty handed. “What?” She murmurs, peering into the box and then turning it over. Nothing comes out.
Jinsoul turns back to Jungeun and shows her the empty box. Jungeun frowns and Jinsol tosses the box over her shoulder, leaning back into Jungeun to kiss her pout away. “Hey, relax. We can still do it. We can just do mouth stuff. Or I’ll pull out!” Jungeun frowns even deeper and grumbles. “It’s only just this once. Nothing will happen.” Jinsol tucks Jungeun’s hair behind her ear and lightly brushes her lips just below her jaw. Jungeun moans and instinctively wraps her hand around Jinsol’s dick.
“Just this once? We’ll be okay?”
“Yes,” Jinsol smiles and reassures her with a kiss.
Jinsol settles herself on top of Jungeun, nudging her legs apart so her waist can fit snug between. She brings their lips together in a searing kiss, nibbling at Jungeun before she enters her mouth.
She presses her dick against Jungeun’s wet pussy and groans at the slickness. She slowly glides the underside of her dick against Jungeun’s lips. Jungeun let’s out quiet moans in rhythm with Jinsol’s heavy breathing.
Jinsol glances down and watches as Jungeun’s pussy spreads for her dick, coating herself in the younger girl’s precum. She purposely circles the head over Junguen’s clit, over and over.
“Are you okay? Can I?” Jinsol asks and Jungeun only moans out a soft yes.
Jinsol guides the tip of her dick to Junguen’s entrance. She presses her lips against Jungeun’s as she slowly slides in, swallowing the groans the younger girl lets out, consoling the younger girl as she stretches out her walls. Jinsol waits patiently for Jungeun to adjust. She grabs for Jungeun’s hand and brings it to her lips. “You feel so good,” she coos.
They haven’t gone unprotected before, feeling Jungeun from the inside from the first time. She’s itching to feel everything, to connect, to feel the wetness, the walls, the clenching, the cum from Jungeun’s pussy. Jinsol moans and starts to shallowly thrust inside her walls.
Jungeun’s groaning turns into high pitched gasps. She can feel the heaviness of Jinsol’s dick, the warmth, the bare skin. They’re connected, no barrier between them and it’s the sexiest thing she’s ever felt but she wants more. “Jinsol, please.” She begs over and over but is only answered with a kiss.
Jinsol hates rushing sex. She wants to spend as much time as she can just loving Jungeun raw. Being as close as they can get, which is so romantic but also frustrates the hell out of Jungeun.
“I love you,” Jungeun whispers against Jinsol’s lips. “Make love to me.”
“Be patient, Lip,” Jinsol kisses her and Jungeun smiles at the nickname.
Jinsol wraps her long hands around Jungeun’s thighs and pulls her closer, sheathing more of her dick inside her pussy which is clenching the fuck out of her. “Sol!”
Jinsol laughs into Jungeun’s neck. She circles her hips and places her hands just above Jungeun’s hipbones and groans out, “Baby.” Her pelvis grinding Jungeun’s clit deliciously, Jungeun can’t help but clench over and over.
Jungeun digs her nails into Jinsol’s shoulder blades, breathing high pitched gasps into her ear. She can feel all of Jinsol’s heavy meat, thick and hard inside her walls, her slickness allowing Jinsol easy movements.
They’re skin to skin and it feels better than than the sex they’ve been having before. It’s harder to control, to keep from cumming quickly so Jinsol takes it easy despite Jungeun’s pleas. She focuses on kissing Jungeun’s neck, lightly sucking on the pale skin and Jinsol brings up one had to cup her tiny breast. “I don’t think I’ll last long. You’re so tight and wet.”
Jungeun moans in response, pushing at Jinsol’s head. Jinsol follows and guides her lips to Jungeun’s breast, wrapping her lips around the tiny nipple and Jinsol feels Jungeun clench in response.
Jinsol slowly pulls back, teasingly, until the head of her dick is all that’s left inside Jungeun. Jungeun’s hands make their way to Jinsol’s ass, desperate to be filled again. Jinsol starts with a slow rhythm, sliding in and out, continuing her ministrations with Jungeun’s breast. She lightly bites her nipple, licks and laves at the sensitive skin, flicking her nipple until Jungeun grabs her face to guide her back up.
Jinsol quickens the pace, ready to fuck Jungeun. The friction is different, warmer, and Jungeun can’t help but wonder and anticipate what being filled with Jinsol’s cum would feel like. Jungeun brings a hand to Jinsol’s breast, pinching the nipple. Jinsol drops her head to Jungeun’s shoulder and thrusts harder. “You’re driving me crazy.”
Jungeun wraps her legs around Jinsol’s waist and arches her back, allowing Jinsol a deeper angle. “God, Jinsol.” Jinsol grabs onto Jungeun’s thighs and pulls her as close together as they can get. Jinsol anchors her feet against the mattress and fucks harder into Jungeun. Jungeun moans louder and grabs onto Jinsol for dear life.
Both give and take, racing to reach their respective orgasms. Nails digging into one another’s skin, Jinsol leaving teeth marks on Jungeun’s shoulder. Jungeun repeatedly whispers words of love between gasps in Jinsol’s ear. Jinsol only groans and moans in response. Although she’d love for this to last forever, they’re both reaching their end and Jinsol would hate for herself to cum before Jungeun. She quickly reaches between their bodies and rubs at Jungeun’s clit at a vigorous pace. She pumps and Jungeun fucks back, her hips moving in an uneven rhythm, closing in on her orgasm.
She lets go, releases her girl cum around Jinsol’s cock, her walls clenching to the point that Jinsol finds it hard to move inside Jungeun.
Jinsol comes undone, cock releasing rope after rope of warm cum. Her dick pulses with her release and Jungeun’s pussy twitches in response, receiving all that Jinsol has to give.
Jinsol collapses onto Jungeun and holds her tightly against her body, lightheaded and eyelids heavy. She needs a minute to calm down, Jungeun kissing the side of Jinsol’s ear as she recovers herself.
“That was...amazing.” Jungeun rubs her hands up and down Jinsol’s back.
“I know,” Jinsol agrees. “I’m kind of great.”
Jungeun laughs and kisses her even more until she becomes aware of the puddle between her legs. “Ew! You made a mess.”
Jinsol sighs and rolls her eyes, removing herself from Jungeun’s arms. “It’s not that bad.” She mumbles and starts to lightly snore.
Jungeun scoffs. Jinsol always fell asleep after sex.
Jungeun tucks her in anyway, kisses her on the cheek and leaves to clean up.
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“Shit!” Jungeun swears and drops onto the covered toilet seat. She stares down at the stick in her hands, wiping at the two pink stripes, shaking it hard over and over, expecting it to change. It has to be a mistake!
She pulls out another box from her bag, rips it open and pulls out the pregnancy test. Her period has been 3 weeks late and she can’t seem to keep anything down. At first she thought it was just a stomach bug but for it to last this long…
She curses Jinsol as she pees on a new stick.
Stupid Jinsol and her cute smile and sexy body and big dick.
After another two minutes, the pregnancy stick comes up with the same exact result.
Positive .
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“Jinsol....” Jungeun stares down at the older girl’s figure as Jinsol stares down at her phone, half listening. “Sol,” Jungeun tries again, more stern and Jinsol finally looks up. She smiles, setting the phone down.
“What is it, honey?”
Jungeun plays with the hem of her shirt, not sure where to start or how to even say it out loud.
“Jungeun? What’s wrong?” Jinsol pats the spot on the bed beside her but Jungeun stays in place.
“I’m late, Sol.”
Jinsol’s smile drops and she jumps up from the bed. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner!” Jinsol starts grabbing at the laundry on her floor. “If we leave now we can probably make it. Wait, how far is it? Where are we even going?”
Jungeun steps closer to Jinsol and places a hand on her arm. “No, Sol. Listen to me.” Jinsol stops in place, holding the jeans she was in the process of slipping in her hands. She looks so innocent, eyes wide, and Jungeun feels guilty for what she’s about to do. Once she drops the news on her, tells her that there’s a baby inside her, their lives are forever changed.
Would Jinsoul cry? Would she be mad? Would she leave her?
Jungeun shakes her head at the last thought. Jinsol would never do that to her and it’s not fair of Jungeun to blame Jinsol. But to be fair, it was Jinsol’s fault for promising her it would be okay if they had sex unprotected just once.
“Jungeun, what is it?” Jinsol’s voice breaks her from her thoughts.
“I’m late, Jinsol.” Jungeun takes the pregnancy test from her back pocket and holds it out for Jinsol to take. “I’m pregnant.”
Jinsol stares down at the object in her hand. She’s not sure what it means, the two little pink lines on the white stick, until Jungeun clarifies.
“Two lines means positive. Positively pregnant.” Jungeun attempts to lighten the atmosphere with what she thinks is a joke.
Jinsol’s heart drops at the same time as her jaw. Her eyes widen as she stares back at Jungeun. “W-what? How! We didn’t even- how?! We never even-”
Jungeun is not sure why it happens, but her mood quickly drops at Jinsol’s words. What does she mean how could it happen? What is she even implying?
She pokes Jinsol in the chest with every word, “ Yes , we did. You said we’d be okay. You said nothing would happen.” Jungeun starts pacing back and forth in front of Jinsol. “This is all your fault. All because you couldn’t keep it in your pants!”
Jungeun knows that last part isn’t true. She was horny too. She didn’t have to have sex with Jinsol that night. They could have waited until they bought more condoms or did hand stuff. But she feels like she needs to be angry and doesn’t know who else to take it out on.
Jinsol watches on as Junguen walks past her again and again, frustration all over her face and her brows furrowed. Jinsol can’t hear anything, she’s completely tuned Jungeun out. All she can think about is how cute Junguen looks. How much she loves her. About how even though this isn’t something small, she’s all in. She’s ready, this is her life now, she’s committed to fixing this and stepping up.
“Hey.” Junguen stops in place at Jinsol’s touch and the taller girl wraps her arms around her waist. Before Jungeun can bite Jinsol’s head off, Jinsol presses a kiss against her lips. “We’ll be okay...I’ll fix this.” Jinsol smiles sweetly and then gets down on one knee, taking Jungeun’s hands into hers. “Will you marry me?” Jinsol softly asks with a hopeful smile, eyes staring up at Jungeun’s.
“Are you crazy?” Jungeun pulls her hands from Jinsol’s hold and starts lightly slapping at the older girl’s shoulders and Jinsol braces herself from the soft hits. “Get up!”
“I’m sorry, baby.” Jinsol pouts. “I’m just trying to do the right thing. I don’t know what else to do! I’m just trying to help.” Jinsol holds her arms up in surrender.
She thought she handled this well but Jungeun says nothing. There’s too much going on for Jungeun and she’s not sure what she wants to do. Or what she should do, so Jungeun decides to leave. “I’m sorry, Jinsol.”
“Wait. Baby.” Jinsol starts after her but Jungeun shakes her head.
“I just want to be alone for awhile.” Jungeun turns away and Jinsol is left to watch her walk out, not wanting to anger Jungeun any more than she already has.
Jinsol drops onto her bed, tears welling in her eyes. She doesn’t want to leave Jungeun alone but the younger girl is overwhelmed and she knows Jungeun hates being bothered when she needs to sort things out and Jinsol will wait for her until she’s ready to talk.
A baby .
They’re having a baby!
Jinsol’s thoughts drift from anxiety and worry to... love , happiness and hopefulness.
She knows Jungeun doesn’t want to talk to her right now but Jinsol knows she’ll come around in the morning, once the initial shock is over and they can make an actual plan.
She pulls out her laptop along with a notebook and starts her research. She’s not sure what to expect the next 9 months, let alone 18 years. But she’s going to be there for Jungeun and her kid every step of the way.