"As seen by the evidences ADA Manoban has presented and the unanimous decision of the Jury, I hereby sentence Dan Hayes as guilty."
The last word resounded in Chaeyoung's ear, dousing more gasoline to her already growing hatred.
"All arise."
Chairs scraped against hardwood floors, brown eyes positively aglow with fury met brown ones crinkled in a smirk.
God, how Chaeyoung would do anything to slap that smirk out of Manoban's smug, smug, red, plump lips with her—
"The court is adjourned."
Lisa winked and it took all of Chaeyoung's restraint not to snarl in her direction, she compensated with another murderous glare before quickly looking away. She stalked out of the courtroom with her co-defendant hot on her heels.
"Chaeyoung, it's alright! We'll get the other case," Lucas placated, struggling with both of his and Chaeyoung's brief cases.
"Fucking Manoban and that fucking smirk and that fucking brown eyes looking so fucking smug. That fucking bitch–" she muttered aggressively, anger rolling in waves.
"Chae–"
Chaeyoung stopped short, seeing a flash of dark brown hair out of the corner of her eye. She whirled around to face Lucas then promptly shoved the papers clutched tightly in her hands, surface already creased and crinkled.
"Get this and my case back at the office. I'll meet you there. I have to do something." She immediately turned around before Lucas could air out his indignant sputtering, heels click-clacking towards the direction of the restroom.
She shoved the door open so aggressively that it bounced back against the wall but the girl in the restroom barely flinched, busily dabbing more lipstick on her plump, pink, fucking smug lips.
Chaeyoung closed the door and locked it, loathe to have anyone interrupt her ire.
"DA Park, how nice of you to join me," Lisa said sweetly, fucking perfect eyebrow arching delicately while her red lips lifted up on one corner in an infuriating, not at all arousing, smirk.
"I wasn't notified of that Discovery, ADA Manoban." She stalked closer, like a predator about to pounce on her prey, but Lisa's smirk and smoldering brown eyes make Chaeyoung feel like she's the prey in this situation.
"Oh?" Lisa tilted her head to the side, face dropping in a terrible representation of innocence; her eyes bellied her mocking. "I quite remember emailing you the specifics earlier."
Chaeyoung pressed her against the counter, hips digging painfully against the marble tile, their lips inches apart. Hips, chest, and thighs pressed deliciously together that Lisa felt her breath hitch and deepen.
At the sign of Lisa's falter, Chaeyoung smirked but her brown eyes still held fury mixed with the growing arousal cloaking the tense room.
"That was dirty, Lisa." Hands trailed her sides, grip tightening at her hips, body molding against the other.
"You withheld evidence from me." Chaeyoung's palm reached a supple breast. She squeezed tightly, pleasure mixing with the pain of her groping.
Lisa's breath fanned against her lips, browm eyes half lidded. "What're you gonna do ab't it, then?"
Chaeyoung drew back an inch to look at Lisa intently, brown eyes tracking down the curvaceous figure clothed in a tight suit.
It took everything in Lisa not to whine in need.
" Chaeng— " she tugged at the lapels of Chaeyoung's blazer, pleased when the girl went with it and forcefully crashed their lips together.
The flames erupted into a conflagration, their passion, lust, and fury a well of gasoline dousing the restroom they are in.
They were two people, burning in the fire of their arousal.
Teeth clashed and tongues battled for dominance, hands tugged at shirts and pants, their frantic pace rumpling each other's clothing.
Chaeyoung trailed kisses from Lisa's plump red lips to her jawline; nipping and sucking and biting the ivory skin. She mouthed wetly at Lisa's earlobe before biting down behind her ear, enough to bruise the skin but not enough to cause serious pain.
She licked at the flesh soothingly, reveling at Lisa's heavy breathing and soft moans of pleasure.
" Baby– " Lisa tugged at Chaeyoung's skirt's zipper, wanting the girl out of the restrictive clothing. Wanting to palm the bare flesh of her naked ass. Wanting to see the lingerie beneath.
But Chaeyoung resisted, stepping back and leaving Lisa against the counter breathing heavily.
She whined and let out a pitiful moan of lament, hands reaching out to Chaeyoung's which was captured in a tight grip.
"I need you to be quiet or this is over," Chaeyoung whispered, skin flushed and hair equally askew from the demanding hands who tugged at it earlier.
Lisa nodded eagerly, pulling Chaeyoung closer by her grip. "Yes, yes just please– "
And at the plea, Chaeyoung pounced on her prey with glee.
She met Lisa's lips in a bruising kiss, tongue licking against the roof of the girl's mouth. Her hands gripped the backs of Lisa's thighs, lifting her enough to sit on the counter.
Lisa moaned at the display of strength.
Chaeyoung stepped between Lisa's thighs, body pressed deliciously close, thankful that Lisa thought to wear pants today. She tracked down kisses from Lisa's lips down to her collarbones, sucking a large bruise against the protruding bone. Chaeyoung held on either side of Lisa's white blouse and ripped the fabric apart, buttons scattering against the tiled floor.
" Fuck ."
She continued her kisses down the valley of Lisa's laced clad breasts, capturing one in her mouth and sucking the nipple through the fabric of her bra.
Lisa threw her head back, banging the back of it against the mirror, yet she couldn't find it in herself to care except to moan loudly.
Chaeyoung seized her ministrations, hands reaching to press a palm against Lisa's loud, loud mouth. The brown-eyed girl whined.
"Quiet," she hissed dangerously, all promise of stopping clear in her brown eyes.
When she saw and felt Lisa nod, she continued her worship on Lisa's breast, hips rolling against the apex of Lisa's thighs, hands fumbling with the stylish belt looped around Lisa's pants.
Lisa pawed at Chaeyoung's ass, groping the rich flesh against the fabric of Chaeyoung's skirt, pulling her closer and grinding against Chaeyoung's hipbone to satisfy her aching clit.
Chaeyoung racked up Lisa's bra, her white blouse hanging open on either side of her glorious breasts. Chaeyoung took a moment to preserve the image in her mind before taking one bare breast in her mouth; tongue laving and rolling the hardened nipple against the roof of her mouth.
Lisa muttered a pleasured but quiet, "fuck" . Her hands tangling in Chaeyoung's hair, head thrown back to show the arch of her neck, now forming purple and red marks from Chaeyoung's earlier ministrations.
"Babe, baby , I need–" her plea was swallowed by a hungry mouth, tongue darting between red lips. She sucked the offending muscle, their salivas mixing and coating each other's lips.
Chaeyoung's hands dragged down Lisa's zipper before shoving her right one without preamble. Her fingers met wetness and all she could do is groan.
" Fuck , Lis, you're dripping." She mouthed at the juncture of Lisa's neck, sucking the already forming bruise there while her fingers valiantly tried to rub Lisa's swollen clit.
"No, no— Chaeng, off. Please . Off." Lisa's voice came out husky, deep in its coitus haze. She pushed her pants down her hips, ass lifting from the counter to take off the restraining clothe. Chaeyoung helped tug down the item, still sucking and biting down on Lisa's flesh while both of her hands worked the pants off of Lisa.
When Lisa tried to take off her thong, Chaeyoujg gripped her hand to stop her. "No, leave them on."
She then met Lisa's lips in a hungry kiss, tongues darting out to capture the other, heat pooling in each other's stomach and cunts weeping in abject arousal.
Chaeyoung shoved Lisa's panties to the side, hooking her arm below Lisa's right thigh and resting it on the edge of the counter, a way to open her further, and without warning, plunged two fingers deep into Lisa's wet cunt.
Lisa reeled back from Chaeyoung's lips, mouth opening in a loud moan that was quickly stifled by biting down on Chaeyoung's shoulder. She whimpered in ecstasy, her finger tingling with pleasure.
Chaeyoung plunged in and out of Lisa, stroking and curling her fingers deep within the brown eyed girl. Lisa continued to mouth wetly against Chaeyoung's shoulder, the fabric of her blazer pooling with Lisa's saliva.
" Hngg , fas--faster, please . Chaeng– " Chaeyoung plunged deeper, letting her fingers stroke against the brown eyed girl's spongey front wall, successfully rendering Lisa incoherent.
A loud moan erupted from Lisa's lips. She can feel her arousal building, marching towards the cliff that will fling her in an ocean deep of pleasure.
"Shhh," Chaeyouny soothed against Lisa's ear, breath a hot pleasurable caress against the sensitive skin there. Her pace didn't let up, and her strokes only grew bolder the more whimpery and needy and incoherent Lisa became.
Lisa whined, her chin dipping and lips seeking Chaeyoung's. Like a slave seeking for its master in obedience.
They met in an open-mouthed kiss. With Lisa whimpering and moaning, stifled by the taste of Chaeyoung's tongue and with Chaeyoung pulling each sound from Lisa's throat, a puppeteer stringing her marionette.
"Fuck, fuck , fuck, I'm–" Lisa chanted against her lips, eyes squeezed tightly shut.
Chaeyoung's thumb found Lisa's clit; she circled the swollen bud at the same time she stroked the spongy flesh on Lisa's front wall, wrist straining but mind determined to make Lisa fall.
Lisa's muscles seized, her spine grew taut, the thighs bracketing Chaeyoung's hips tightened almost painfully, her neck arched back and her lips parted in a silent scream, her face pinching, eyebrows drawing together in an expression of pure pleasure.
She came hurtling off the cliff and into the abyss of orgasmic bliss.
Chaeyoung felt Lisa's cum gush, wetness coating her palms and yet, she didn't withdraw her fingers and let Lisa ride out her orgasm. She nipped at Lisa's jaw, sucking and biting softly at the pale flesh, marring the ivory a pink delicate color.
"Hmm, you're so pretty when you come, baby," she whispered softly, fingers still and delighting in the feeling of Lisa's walls clenching around the digits.
Lisa pulled at Chaeyoung's wrist, walls clenching at the loss of fullness, her cum coated fingers shining against the florescent lights of the restroom. She drew the digits to her lips, sucking and humming at the taste of her own essence.
Dilated brown eyes met darkened brown ones and the conflagration that kept their arousal burning turned into an inferno of pure want.
Lisa hopped off the counter, mindful of the fact that she's in nothing but a ruined white blouse, a pair of black thongs, a lace bra still racked up to her chest, and a pair of fuck-me-heels strapped to her ankles yet she couldn't find it in herself to give a fuck when Chaeyoung's eyes are blown wide in arousal and her baser instincts desire to see Chaeyoung orgasm.
She turned Chaeyoung around to face the mirror, hand darting to Chaeyoung's chin to tilt her head to the side and give her neck a wider access.
Brown eyes met brown through the mirror and Lisa descended to stake her claim on this beautiful creature.
She bit down, hard, brown eyes never leaving brown half-lidded ones. Chaeyoung sighed a moan, white knuckles gripping the countertop.
Lisa soothed the bruised flesh, tongue licking pale skin lasciviously. She tracked down kisses down to Chaeyoung's razor sharp jaw, before turning Chaeyoung's head and kissing her over her shoulder, tongue licking and sucking the swollen lips.
She pressed her against the counter roughly, right hand clutching Chaeyoung's cheeks, her left racking her skirt up, too impatient to deal with the zipper.
Chaeyoung opened her eyes and groaned at their reflection in the mirror.
Lisa behind her, pinning her against the counter, hair unkempt more than usual, her right hand gripping around Chaeyoung's neck. Chaeyoung looks more rumpled, her blazer and top creasing into an untidy fold, her skirt racked up her stomach, red laced panties exposed and a patch of wetness staining the front.
"I wanna bend you on this counter and fuck you the way you did me," Lisa muttered against her lips, tone dripping with arousal and mind a fog of burning need.
Chaeyoung moaned, a quiet whimper escaping her lips. " Yes , please, baby–"
Lisa removed Chaeyoung's underwear, pace frantic. She threw the stained material in the direction of her pants, intent to pocket it after this. She then pulled Chaeyoung's hips more closely, right hand on the small of her back and urging her to bend down. She palmed the supple flesh of her naked ass, massaging it before delivering a satisfying smack.
Chaeyoung jerked forward, arms folded across each other on the counter, forehead pressed against the skin there, the stinging pain of her reddened ass only rocketing her arousal.
" Fuck ."
"I intend to." And plunged into Chaeyoung three fingers deep.
The sounds of their wet coupling, accompanied by Chaeyoung's needy whimpers and stifled groans filled the restroom.
Getting railed in the bathroom of the Court Hall is much better than getting fucked in her office.
"Lis, Lis, baby– I-I'm, hng– " she reached back, holding Lisa's hand that was gripping her hips steady and tangling their fingers together. She dug her forehead deeper in her arms, certain that it will leave a red mark.
Lisa pulled her fingers free from Chaeyoung's, reaching up and twining it around Chaeyoung's blonde hair, tugging her head up.
Dark brown eyes met blown brown ones on the mirror, each figure looking thoroughly fucked.
"Look at me ," Lisa commanded, voice deep and rough but not less arousing.
Chaeyoung's lips parted in a soundless moan, her half-lidded eyes struggling to keep open and watch herself get fucked by Lisa from behind.
She can feel her pleasure building, the tips of her toes and fingers tingling, mind hazy and only one thought running through her mind:
Lisa's imposing figure behind her is the product of her every wet dream.
" Shit, fuck, god you're so good, fuck– " she cried out when Lisa stroked against her walls, hitting a particular spot that made Chaeyoung's spine shudder in pure pleasure.
"There's no god in here, only me." Lisa smirked that fucking infuriatingly smug smirk and Chaeyoung is reminded why they're even fucking in the bathroom in the first place and her fury surged up again.
"I swear to every god you know Manoban I'll fucking–"
But her threat stopped short when Lisa suddenly kneeled behind her, spread her ass apart, and licked her tight hole.
Her spine grew taut and she quickly bit down on her fist to quieten her scream.
Fucking Lisa Manoban.
Lisa strayed from her ass hole and instead bit down on her ass cheek, nipping and bruising the flesh. Her other hand massaged the twin.
Chaeyoung can feel herself nearing her orgasm, her mind turning foggy and her moan and groans from earlier turning into silence and quivering on her thighs.
She doesn't think she can hold herself up any longer.
"Lis, babe. I need you to–"
She felt Lisa stand behind her, the brown eyed girl's thong brushing against the stinging flesh of her ass. Lisa looped a strong arm around Chaeyoung's stomach, and doubled her efforts in bringing Chaeyoung over the edge.
The arm holding Chaeyoung up slipped down and circled her swollen clit, her fingers curled deep and brushed against Chaeyoung's spongy flesh, and that was when Chaeyoung strained her neck, arching it back and mouth opening in a silent 'oh' .
She came hurtling over the edge, plunging deep and fast into her orgasm.
" Shit , baby." She reached back and pulled Lisa's hips closer, fingers bruising against the pale flesh.
When Lisa withdrew her hand, Chaeyoung turned to face her languidly, boneless and looking absolutely, deliciously, mind-numbingly fucked. Lisa's swollen red lips turned up in a smirk.
Chaeyoung looped her arms around Lisa's neck and pulled the girl closer. "Shut up." She kissed her languidly, almost soft and in contrast to their rough and hurried passion from earlier.
"I didn't say anything," Lisa mumbled against her lips, kissing and nipping Chaeyoung's lower lip. She tightened her hold around narrow hips.
Chaeyoung only hummed and kissed Lisa some more before withdrawing and burying her head on Lisa's neck to pepper more kisses there.
Lisa tilted her head and gave Chaeyoung more room. "Chaeng, we need to clean up."
Chaeyoung tracked kissed up Lisa's jaw, nipping and pecking the forming bruises there. She captured plump pink lips in a languid kiss, soft and slow and loving.
"Chaeng."
"Fine, fine." She tugged at Lisa's lower lip with her teeth one last time before stepping back.
Just to step in again and place one last kiss to Lisa's lips.
And another.
And another.
And another.
Lisa giggled sweetly. " Ch-aaeng ," she whined playfully.
"Okay, okay, I promise." She planted one last peck before stepping back fully. "It's not my fault your lips are so damn kissable."
Lisa completely ruined everything by smirking and arching up an eyebrow cockily. "Everything about me is damn kissable."
Chaeyoung scowled and shoved Lisa away, before tugging her back again.
They cleaned themselves up, combing each other's tangled hair and buttoning the other's clothes while sneaking kisses.
"My blouse is ruined," Lisa huffed indignantly.
Chaeyoung arched an eyebrow. "Take it as revenge, ADA Manoban."
Lisa pouted, petulant and annoyed. "Fine." She darted and kissed Chaeyoung once again.
Once they were presentable enough and looked less like they just got a heavy fucking in the bathroom—which they did–and more like two lawyers who had a long day in court, their postures changed and adapted an air of professionalism.
"See you around, ADA Manoban."
"Until then, DA Park."
And Chaeyoung slipped out of the restroom, air of professional nonchalance about her, heels click-clacking against the tile floor.
Underwear-less but no less confident.
Lisa stayed in the bathroom for five minutes, touching up her makeup and fluffing her hair the way she likes. Messy but intentional.
She opened the door and walked out, red Louboutins clicking confidently.
Smirk gracing red lips, brown eyes alight with satisfaction, and pocket less empty than earlier.
A hint of red lace peeking out from her person.
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CTTO :)