"I still don't see why we have to wear clothes," Chaeyoung grumbled.
"Because if we didn't, we'd never get our homework done. Besides it's practice for when we go back into the real world. School tomorrow," Jennie reasoned.
"But do we have to wear so many?!"
Jennie glanced up from the textbook, which was actually Chaeyoung's as neither of them wanted to have to leave the house for anything. She had called her mother the day before to tell her that she was going to stay with Chaeyoung for the weekend and that she would be home Monday after school.
They were both lying on the floor of Chaeyoung's bedroom, trying to get their homework out of the way, having spent the entire day Saturday making love, stopping only to eat actual food and go to the bathroom, and now it was Sunday and they had resolved to do their work in the early afternoon so they could spend the evening doing whatever they wanted. Both of them had a pretty good idea of what they wanted to do for said evening, glad that they had the Park house to themselves, her parents weren't due back until Monday afternoon. She shot the blonde a mock-exasperated look.
"Rosie, we're only wearing flimsy little robes and don't think I didn't notice that you gave me one of the smallest ones you have. You can practically see my butt."
"No practically about it, baby," Chaeyoung leered, leaning a hand over to rest on exposed lower half of her girlfriend's rear, "Robe starting riding up when you lay down."
Jennie rolled her eyes, secretly loving the attention until Chaeyoung caught her eye.
"Hey, Jen?" she in slightly nervous voice.
"Yea?"
"I wanna tell my parents about us, about who I am. I think it's time."
"I think that's great, babe. I'll do whatever you need."
Chaeyoung reached across to entwine their hands.
"Thanks. I'm not quite sure the how or when yet, but I'll figure it out. I love you."
Jennie smiled and let go of her hands then licked her lips subconsciously as she saw Chaeyoung's robe open slightly and the swell of her breasts came into view.
"What do you have left?" she asked, nodding down at the books surrounding them.
"Um...two more calculus equations and I'm done."
Jennie nodded, having finished her only written work, some Biology questions that she and Chaeyoung had done together and was now just reading over the chapter, making sure she understood it.
"As soon as you finish, I promise I'll rock your world... and your bed," she purred, licking her lips again, intentionally this time and with a highly sensual undertone.
Chaeyoung gulped and snatched her pen from the floor beside her, quickly reading the last two questions in her book, mumbling as she did so.
"Okay, r= 2 and p= 3sin0 ...mmhh...gonna have her hands all over me... math, math, intersecting curves...ohh, Jennie's curves, rubbing up against me...gosh...wish I was your derivative so I could lie tangent to your curves."
"Chaeyoung, I can you hear you," Jennie replied without looking up, still flicking through the pages of the textbook, "And if you concentrate on the work, you really can by my derivative, okay?"
Chaeyoung took a few deep breaths to try and clear her mind of anything but the math equations in front of her. It seemed to work as less than fifteen minutes later, she slammed her book closed and jumped up, whipping the robe off her body and throwing it across the room, leaving her completely naked.
"I'm done," she said, looking down at the wide-eyed Jennie, "Now can I see your boobies?"
Jennie couldn't control the snort of laughter at hearing her girlfriend's words. She stood and pulled the naked girl to her.
"Boobies? What are we, five?"
Chaeyoung didn't say anything but undid the tie on Jennie's robe, letting it hang open. The brunette shrugged the fabric down her shoulders and let it pool around her feet.
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"That's better. Now I can see all of you," the blonde said, running her hands up and down her girlfriend's body, "You feel so good."
"Mmhh," Jennie moaned in reply, walking them back towards Chaeyoung's bed, "You feel better."
The back of Chaeyoung's knees hit against the bed and she sat down, Jennie instantly leaning over her to encourage her into a lying position, before lying on top of the smaller girl herself, putting their entire bodies in contact.
"Not possible," Chaeyoung gasped out as she felt their nipples rub against each other.
"Bend your knees," Jennie whispered in her ear, then moved her lips down to start an assault on the girl's neck.
Chaeyoung bent her knees in compliance and felt the brunette adjust herself slightly, never stopping the kisses on her neck, so she was lying flat between the smaller girl's legs, rubbing their centres together.
"Ugh, Jennie," Chaeyoung grunted at the contact, using her hands to grab onto the flesh of Jennie's ass, pushing their centres even closer. She spread her legs a little more, feet flat on the bed and felt every movement of the brunette against her clit, "This feels incredible."
Jennie continued nipping and licking at her girlfriend's neck, moving up occasionally to suck her earlobe into her mouth as she too felt the delicious friction in her centre. She heard Chaeyoung's moaning get more and unrestrained and felt the blonde's fingernails dig into her ass a little and she stilled all her movements.
"No!" Chaeyoung almost sobbed, trying to use her hands position to start up the movements again but Jennie stayed firm, "Please, baby, please, I'm so close, I'm almost there."
Jennie held herself up on her forearms so she could look into Chaeyoung's eyes and almost relented at the pleading look she saw in them. Almost, but not quite. She'd promised world-rocking and things were progressing far too quickly for her liking.
"I know, honey, I know. I just wanna slow things down a little. I promise, it will be worth it, okay?"
"Promise?" Chaeyoung asked in a small voice, her mind completely blank from how close she'd been to her orgasm.
"I promise, love, I promise," Jennie reassured, leaning down for deep kiss that pledged said promise.
Chaeyoung relaxed into the kiss, knowing Jennie would give her all the pleasure she could ask for if she just trusted her. And she did trust her, wholly and completely, with her mind, heart and right now, with her body.
Jennie felt her girlfriend calm down slightly, her hands starting to rub lightly up and down her back instead of the rigid hold she had had on her ass and let her own hands come between them to cup the blonde's breasts. Chaeyoung moaned into the kiss and moved their duelling tongues, which had been in her mouth, into the brunette's, as Jennie continued massaging her breasts, rubbing over her nipples occasionally.
After what seemed like hours of kissing, Jennie pulled away and trailed a line of kisses straight down her girl's collarbone, through the valley between her breasts and to her soft blonde curls, which were damp with arousal. She kept her hands squeezing the pert breasts as her head moved down.
Jennie nuzzled in the curls for a minute, taking in the scent before pulling back and staring at her center for a moment, her lips puffy and open, spread wide by Chaeyoung bending her knees and her clit already peeking out from its hood, throbbing, waiting to be touched. She glanced up and met Chaeyoung's eye, giving her a sensual half-smile, then lowered her head, making sure their gazes stayed locked and let her tongue slide into the wetness, gathering as much as she could.
Their gaze was broken as Chaeyoung's head fell back onto the pillow, Jennie's tongue beginning to stroke her. She groaned and let one hand clutch the sheet while the other went to Jennie's head, pulling her even closer into her center.
"So fucking good, baby," she panted out, arching her back when she felt Jennie start pinching both her nipples at the same time as she was flicking over her clit.
Jennie moved her tongue down and lapped at the blonde's entrance for a few seconds before pushing it inside, dragging it along her front wall, thrusting in and out as Chaeyoung began to buck her hips.
"God, Jennie, I'm so close."
•••
"I still don't see why we had to miss that last lecture, Honey," Ms. Park rolled her eyes at her husband as he opened the front door of their house, "Why does is matter if we're home today or tomorrow?"
"Chaeyoung seemed quite upset that we weren't here for her birthday. I thought we could take her out to dinner tonight," Mr. Park replied, dropping their suitcases in the hallway, "Noise coming from upstairs. She must be watching a movie in her room."
"Well, go get her then. We'll need to leave for dinner now if I want to get back in time to read those conference sheets before I call the University and plan my lecture schedule."
Mr. Park nodded dutifully and turned to go up the stairs.
•••
"Yes, Jennie, yes," Chaeyoung whispered breathlessly as she felt the start of the orgasm begin within her, slowly rising, "I'm gonna come, Jennie."
Jennie brought her lips up to wrap around her girlfriend's clit, sucking it in a series of fast fluid motions that, combined with the hard pinching the brunette was doing to the younger girl's nipples, had the desired affect of sending the blonde over the edge.
Chaeyoung let out a low guttural moan as she felt the orgasm hit her with such force that her back arched her off the bed, almost into a full sitting position...a position from which she could see, virtually acting out in slow-motion before her, her bedroom door opening and a figure standing in the doorway, his mouth opening and closing in shock.
"Dad!" she squealed, causing Jennie to look up, confused, from where she had been cosily nestled in beforehand.
"Dad?" she asked then followed her girlfriend's horrified eye line.
She quickly scrambled to get the blanket around the both of them and brought her hand up to wipe her mouth clean of any evidence. Mr. Park saw the action and it seemed to snap him to attention. He quickly turned his back.
"Chaeyoung, I think we need to talk downstairs. Alone."
He put heavy emphasis on the word 'alone' before turning and leaving, departing towards the stairwell.
Chaeyoung stared at the spot that her father had stood in and Jennie brought her hand up to her mouth again, this time to bite on her nails.
"I'm sorry," she said after a moment, trying to say anything to fill the silence.
Jennie's voice broke the blonde out of her daze.
"Jennie, baby, no, please don't apologize. Never apologize for loving me or showing me that you love me."
"But, Chaeyo-"
"Not how I wanted them to find out. Even a little bit. But it's out there now, so we'll just have to talk it through."
"How are you so calm right now?"
"Maybe 'cause you just gave me a mind-blowing orgasm," Chaeyoung tried to joke.
"Rosie!" Jennie replied, blushing from head to toe already and felt herself going even redder.
Chaeyoung sighed and jumped off the bed, getting some clean underwear, sweats and a t-shirt from her dresser and started to put them on.
Jennie went over to her bag, which had a spare change of clothes in it but hadn't been needed up until this point. They both got changed in silence. Jennie pulled her t-shirt over her head and walked over to where Chaeyoung was pulling on a pair of socks.
"Do you want me to stay?" she asked, putting her hand on the blonde's shoulder.
Chaeyoung leaned her head down to nuzzle her cheek against the hand and gave the older girl a small smile.
"Yes. But I don't think they'll react well to it. I think I need to talk to them on my own, tell them how special you are to me, how you complete me. That it's not a passing fad, you know?"
Jennie nodded and leaned down for a chaste kiss.
"I love you and nothing will ever change that, okay?" Chaeyoung said when they pulled back.
Jennie nodded again and got up to get her bag. Chaeyoung followed and they both walked to the doorway.
"Time to face the music," the blonde sighed, starting towards the stairs.
Jennie grabbed her hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze, before dropping it and they both walked down. Chaeyoung spied her parents in the living room and gave Jennie a small smile.
The brunette mouthed 'I love you' before going out the front door while Chaeyoung walked towards her parents, taking deep breaths as she went.
•••
Jennie walked through her own front door and straight into her living room, where her mother was reading a magazine. She sat down on the sofa beside her and pulled a cushion to her chest.
Ms. Kim, surprised to see her daughter home a day early and even more surprised to see the sorrowful look on her face, swiftly dropped the magazine and turned to face her.
"What's wrong, sugar? Did you and Chaeyoung have a fight?"
Jennie shook her head and pulled the cushion tighter. She turned and sighed.
"Chaeyoung's dad walked in on us," she said, blushing again.
"Oh," Ms. Kim said, not quite sure how to react. She'd been pretty sure what was going on when Jennie had called to say she wouldn't be home, but to have it confirmed was a bit of a peculiar feeling. She quickly pushed any of her own uncomfortable feelings aside when she saw how much pain her daughter was in, "How did he react?"
"He seemed pretty angry. I mean, Chaeyoung isn't even out to her parents and he walks in on his daughter with her girlfriend's head between..." Jennie went from blushing red to stark white as she realized what she'd said, "Oh god."
She groaned and dropped her head into the pillow.
"Oh baby girl," Ms. Kim said, scooting a little closer and wrapping her arms around her in a hug, "It'll all be okay."
"Really?" Jennie asked in a small voice.
"Yea," Ms. Kim reassured, then gave her a quick smile, "It just means you'll have to spend your quality time here."
"Mom!"
"Okay, not ready for teasing, duly noted. But things will work out."
Jennie sighed again and nodded. She knew her mother was right, but her head and heart in a pretty fragile place after the emotional roller coaster that making love for the first time had been, as well as the numerous subsequent times, and being walked in on had just added a whole other assortment of feelings into the mix, feelings she didn't want associated with her relationship with Chaeyoung. Whether from her own experience or just because they were so close, Jennie wasn't sure, but Ms. Kim seemed to sense what was going on in the brunette's head and held her tighter.
"You have nothing to be ashamed about," she said in a strong voice, "You did nothing wrong."
"I really love her, Mom."
"I know you do, sugar. And she loves you too."
Jennie wrapped her own hands around her mother in response, taking in the comfort.
"Thanks for being so cool. Most parents would have completely freaked."
Ms. Kim said nothing but dropped a kiss on top of her daughter's head in response. They were disturbed from their embrace a few minutes later by a small knocking on the front door.
Jennie looked to her mother in question.
"I'm not expecting anyone," Ms. Kim said, getting up.
"I wasn't even supposed to be here," Jennie responded.
Ms. Kim shrugged and walked out of the living room, towards the front door. She opened it to reveal a y'all shuffling blonde with a bag on her back, eyes red and swollen from crying, cheeks tear-stained with some tears still flowing down them.
"Is Jennie here?"