This is what happened to Chaelisa during Chapter 40 🔥
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Chaeyoung awoke in the dark, with Lisa pressed up against her, and found that she was almost fully awake. Thinking it strange that she'd awoken before her 'almost' morning-person girlfriend, she turned her head to look at the clock on Lisa's bed stand, only to find that it was barely five in the morning. But she wasn't tired, anything but - she now concentrated on the feel of Lisa in her arms, on the fact that her hand was cupping Lisa's breast, whilst the other lay over her hip, her fingertips almost brushing the soft skin of Lisa's sex. Lisa was fast asleep, her breaths slow and steady, and Chaeyoung found herself confused with mixed feelings of awe and lust.
They'd had a long night, consisting of beer and a football game(go Longhorns!) and then Chaeyoung remembered Lisa dragging her to the bedroom and taking her how she liked - Chaeyoung had let her top that night, and had thoroughly enjoyed every moment of it - but she had been left with a nagging need to render Lisa as breathless and spent as Lisa had done her the night before.
And so she turned Lisa to her back, unsurprised to find that the brunette didn't even stir at the movement, and for a moment, simply leaned over and thought what she could do. She was now so fully awake that the ideas simply buzzed in her mind, and seeing Lisa so peaceful, fully naked and so beautiful in her sleep, made her feel a multitude of things.
She began tracing her fingers over Lisa's skin, lazily and a gently as she could, marveling at how smooth and soft she was; there was a shamrock tattooed to her hip, one which Lisa called a 'bad St. Patrick's day mistake', and Chaeyoung traced the outlines of the tiny little green shamrock lovingly. She thought it was rather adorable, and definitely Lisa - only Lisa would go out drinking on St Paddy's and wake up with a shamrock tattooed to her hip.
It had been about ten minutes or so when Chaeyoung noticed Lisa stirring in her sleep. But instead of waking, she soon noticed that a strange smile had spread onto Lisa's lips, and the next thing she knew, a quiet moan had left the lips of the sleeping brunette. Chaeyoung noted the slight bucking of Lisa's hips, and how hard her nipples had grown, and realized immediately that Lisa was having an extremely pleasant dream. She climbed on top of Lisa then, and pinned her limp arms over her head as she leaned down to kiss her lips, slowly and with demand. At that, the brunette stirred, but still remained asleep, and so Chaeyoung moved her hips against Lisa's and kissed her again, capturing her lower lip between her teeth and biting down gently.
"Lisa," she murmured. "Wake up."
Lisa woke up to find herself pinned to the bed by a lustful Chaeyoung with a hunger in her eyes, and smiled when she realized her position.
"Wow, aren't you-"
But Chaeyoung didn't let Lisa speak; she kissed her again, this time rough and hard, and her hips shifted again. Lisa was still half asleep, and was only partially aware of Chaeyoung's tongue in her mouth or her hands pinning down her own; she was enjoying herself, enjoying seeing Chaeyoung so needy, and was sure it could have easily still been a dream.
"I want to take you," Chaeyoung whispered into Lisa's ear, "Hard and rough and long, and there's a chance toys will be involved. You in?"
Lisa practically moaned when she heard that, her arousal hitting her like a lightning strike - just seconds ago, she had been asleep, but now she was about to submit herself to Chaeyoung's desires once again.
And she loved every single bit of it.
"Mhm." She nodded, and Chaeyoung smiled - no, grinned - when she saw how eager Lisa was. She got up then, and pulled Lisa up with her; if there was one thing Chaeyoung enjoyed, it was taking Lisa whilst she was standing. Seeing her legs quiver and carrying her, supporting her whilst she drove into her all made Chaeyoung feel like she had all the control, and this morning, she was determined to keep the control.
And so Lisa found herself pushed up against the wall, Chaeyoung's knee pressed against her center as her hands were held up over her head by Chaeyoung's hands whilst Chaeyoung's lips claimed hers, so roughly it would've hurt were it not for the fact that Lisa loved it all - she didn't mind a little pain, not when it was coupled with pleasure, and Chaeyoung - well, Chaeyoung was all pleasure.
"How did you sleep?" Chaeyoung asked. Her hand was planted on Lisa's hip, her thumb just inches from her core, but she enjoyed distracting Lisa with mundane questions and seeing her completely flustered as she toyed with her.
"You're just taunting me," Lisa groaned, pushing her hips forward. "Do something. You woke me up for this, now deliver."
Chaeyoung's other hand left her hands and wrapped around her neck, her long slender fingers pressing gently against her skin as she kissed her. Lisa found herself preoccupied with Chaeyoung's tongue and the slight dig of nails into her neck, and so when Chaeyoung's knee was replaced by her fingers, driving into her with far too much ease, she gasped in surprise. Chaeyoung paused, two fingers inside Lisa all the way to the knuckle, and looked her girlfriend in the eye.
"You're wet," she commented. She pulled her fingers out just slightly, only to drive them back in again, roughly and pressing at just the right spot to elicit a moan from Lisa's lips. "Too wet. Did you have a naughty dream?"
Lisa shut her eyes as Chaeyoung drove into her at an agonizingly slow and yet somehow rough pace - she was still sore and sensitive from the night before, and the long while she'd spent riding those very same fingers - and she couldn't deny that her dreams hadn't consisted of her girlfriend, keeping her in compromising positions, making her want and need for just what she was receiving right in that instant.
Teeth nipped at her earlobe, and Lisa shuddered when Chaeyoung's breath tickled her ear. "Answer me, Lisa."
Lisa didn't do so; instead, she threw her arms around Chaeyoung's neck and wrapped her legs around her waist, pulling her closer to herself so that Chaeyoung was able to push her up against the wall and support her weight completely. The change in angle caused a slight cry to escape Lisa's lips, but Chaeyoung only chuckled. She stopped fucking Lisa altogether, leaving her fingers inside her, and captured her lips into a passionate kiss before repeating her question.
"Did you have a sex dream?"
"Sounds like you already know the answer," Lisa breathed. For that, Chaeyoung quickly drove her fingers into Lisa, and Lisa cried out. "Fine, fine, yes, I had a sex dream."
Chaeyoung grinned and kissed her again as a reward. "Was I in it?"
Lisa didn't answer her for a while, because she'd began fucking her again; this time she'd added in a third finger, and Lisa's lips parted just slightly as she felt the heat build up at the pit of her stomach. But then Chaeyoung's lips were on hers again, and her tongue was in her mouth, and Lisa ran her hand through Chaeyoung's hair, focusing on the kiss despite the intensity of her fingers inside her, pounding at her in just the way she liked.
"Yes, you were in it," Lisa breathed as she ran a line of kisses along Chaeyoung's jaw, her hips bucking against Chaeyoung's hand. "You...it was just like this."
"Surely this is better?" Chaeyoung asked tauntingly, twisting her fingers in a different way and breaking Lisa's concentration. Lisa whimpered, and her nails dug into Chaeyoung's shoulder as she fought to concentrate even in the face of her building orgasm.
"Chaeyoung, shut up."
Chaeyoung hummed and lifted Lisa a little bit upwards, her fingers thrusting into her with such drive that Lisa couldn't help but whimper with each thrust; never before had she been able to cum from fucking alone, and yet here she was, being rendered completely thoughtless by Chaeyoung's three fingers, unable to keep her moans and whimpers at bay. Chaeyoung's lips were on hers, Chaeyoung's tongue was against hers; Chaeyoung's other hand was on her thigh, holding her up, nails digging into the soft muscle, not enough to hurt but enough to leave a mark. By now, Lisa was thrusting alongside Chaeyoung, a rough, fast rhythm into which they'd both settled; her whimpers were silenced expertly by Chaeyoung's mouth, and Chaeyoung practically drank in everything that Lisa was. She could taste the lust, the passion, practically sense the pleasure which Lisa was experiencing, and it was all enough to drive her insane with feelings for the brunette in her arms.
She'd never had feelings for someone, not like this - she'd lusted after people, and she had cared for some, but never had she cared this much. Never in her life had she found herself content just lounging around with someone else, or cuddling in bed after sex - her lovers she'd always cast out the instant they'd been done, and the few girlfriends she'd had hadn't ever really cuddled her.
Well, really, Chaeyoung had never cuddled them. But she didn't just want to fuck Lisa; she wanted to hold her, cuddle her, trace her fingers along her skin and just sleep with her - she wanted to hear about her day, know her innermost desires, and even now, with Lisa almost on the brink of orgasm as her fingers drove in and out of her, she found herself looking at her face, her shut eyes and parted lips, and thinking how breathtakingly beautiful she was.
She thrust in one last time, and Lisa came then - a low groan left her throat, and her nails dug into Chaeyoung's shoulder as her legs tightened around her waist and her muscles pulsed around Chaeyoung's fingers. She shifted her hips, bucked, and rode out her orgasm - and then at the limit, just where it all became too sensitive, she tried to get away from Chaeyoung's fingers, still fucking her, but Chaeyoung wouldn't let her, not until she whimpered and begged because she was just too sensitive. She then leaned against Lisa, pushing her even tighter against the wall, and for a while, they both just stayed there, breathing heavily and trying to regain their strength.
Lisa let out an exasperated laugh, drawing a confused look from Chaeyoung. "Well, good morning indeed," she smirked, and Chaeyoung rolled her eyes.
"Idiot."
"You wanna let me down now?"
Chaeyoung kissed Lisa's mouth once again, her hand taking Lisa's and interlocking their fingers in an almost caring gesture. "You really think we're done?"
Lisa looked surprised. "You're going to let me top?"
"As if."
"Chaeyoung-"
"You got your turn last night. Now's my turn, and I told you - I'm going to fuck you hard and long till you're entirely spent."
Lisa shuddered as Chaeyoung's lips left her mouth to trail kisses along her jaw.
"You know what we haven't done yet," Chaeyoung murmured as she littered kisses down along Lisa's neck, "What I really want to do?"
"Wh- ah, what?" Lisa gasped when Chaeyoung's teeth bit into her neck.
"Let me tie you up," Chaeyoung husked, her lips returning to linger just an inch from Lisa's. Lisa tried to kiss her, but Chaeyoung's other hand on her neck kept her from doing so; Chaeyoung grinned, and Lisa didn't fight her - being taken like this, controlled and denied, it all turned her on more than she dared to admit. And now there was a prospect of being tied up - something Lisa had wanted but never trusted anyone enough to actually do - and she was practically dripping at the thought. She was not tired from the first round, not at all. She was more than ready.
Chaeyoung locked eyes with Lisa as she slid her hand down along her toned stomach and dipped her fingers between her thighs, meeting eager wetness - a sound, practically a growl, escaped her lips then, and she pushed a finger into Lisa again, only to pull it back out to Lisa's disappointment. Her finger she brought up and without even having to ask, Lisa took it into her mouth, eagerly tasting her own arousal. She knew how turned on the sight made Chaeyoung, and how much it aroused herself - and Lisa was more than willing to give her a little bit of a show.
"There's a good girl," Chaeyoung whispered, causing another set of shivers to run down Lisa's spine. "Now, you want me to tie you up?"
She withdrew her finger and let her fingers rest on Lisa's jaw, her eyes catching every instant of Lisa's realization that she was entirely serious; first there was hope, then excitement, and then Lisa's entire countenance became that of pure lust and need.
"Yes, take me," Lisa breathed. "I'm yours," she added, and the pleased look on Chaeyoung's face was more than enough to make her happier than she'd been in ages.
"Mine."
Chaeyoung carried Lisa over to the bed, her lips back on Lisa's, kissing her with a hunger which was so contrasting to the gentleness her arms exhibited; she laid her down gingerly, as though she feared she'd hurt her, but the next second all the softness was gone. She thanked herself for having looked over the room before, and reached down to the floor beside the bed to retrieve the belt of Lisa's silk robe.
"Hands above your head," she ordered, and Lisa complied without even thinking twice. She wasn't entirely surprised to find how skilled Chaeyoung appeared to be at this; within moments, her hands were effectively bound together over her head and to the headboard of her bed, the silken fabric fastened tightly but not digging into her skin. She looked at Chaeyoung, eager and ready, and just the slightest bit anxious - this was new to her, and although she was infinitely aroused by just about every aspect of what was happening, she couldn't help but feel a little anxious about the fact that she had no idea of what was going to happen.
"Don't look so scared," Chaeyoung purred, climbing over Lisa and straddling her hips in a way which brought her own sex to rest atop Lisa's hip. Lisa's eyes widened when she felt the wetness of Chaeyoung's arousal touch - no, drip - onto her skin, and yearned in that instant for nothing more than to touch her and to satisfy her. But she was restrained, held in place by the belt, and could do nothing except wait patiently for Chaeyoung's next move.
Chaeyoung was more than determined to make Lisa wait. Thus far, she'd only succeeded in denying and teasing the brunette to some extent - with full command of her own limbs, Lisa was more than capable of taking control of a situation and making Chaeyoung give her what she wanted if the teasing went too far. But now she was tied up, her slender arms clasped together over her head in a way which made her breasts look so beautiful and prominent, and Chaeyoung couldn't help but admire the view.
"You're beautiful," she told her. She ran her fingers up Lisa's ribs and over her breasts, dragging her nails along Lisa's skin so slowly in a way that made Lisa shudder. "I could have you over and over again."
She leaned over Lisa then, and kissed her hungrily, one hand holding her chin so that she had full command of her mouth. Lisa displayed a desperation which Chaeyoung was all too pleased to see, and knew then that her girlfriend was in for a long wait.
"How about you do something for me?"
Lisa sighed with pleasure when she saw Chaeyoung settling over her, and was more than eager to bury her face between her thighs. Chaeyoung was dripping, and Lisa couldn't help but feel pleased that it was technically for her. One hand gripped at Lisa's hair whilst the other rested atop Lisa's clasped hands as Chaeyoung rode her face, taking full demand of Lisa's mouth and actions, and Lisa was more than happy to please. She may have loved topping Chaeyoung, but this was amazing for her as well; having Chaeyoung need her like this, use her and worship her with every action - even now, with her hips grinding against Lisa's mouth, Lisa felt like Chaeyoung was doing her, like she was the one receiving and Chaeyoung the one giving - and it was amazing to say the least.
Chaeyoung wasn't one to make noises during sex, but when she came, a low moan escaped her lips, and that was the greatest compliment of all to Lisa. She didn't even have time to recover from what had just happened when Chaeyoung had already gotten off of her and off of the bed, moving over to where Lisa kept her toys and emerging with her strap-on. Lisa quivered with excitement, but was disappointed to see Chaeyoung set it beside her on the bed instead of putting it on.
"Don't worry," Chaeyoung reassured her as she ran a finger along Lisa's leg, "We'll have some fun with this."
She sat on the edge of the bed and ran her fingers along Lisa's legs and thighs, tracing the faint tan lines and running along the tiny shamrock tattoo once again. Slowly as one could, she began inching closer to Lisa's dripping center, but even when she touched it, she was gentle - too gentle, even. Her touch was like a feather when Lisa wanted the hardest she could give, and the agonizingly slow circles which Chaeyoung drew around her swollen clit and folds were more than enough to drive Lisa mad.
"Chaeyoung, please-" Lisa whimpered. "Please."
"Be patient," Chaeyoung told her. "I told you it'd be long."
"I want you to fuck me."
"And I will. But first I'm going to have you begging for it."
"I'll beg now."
"You're not quite there yet."
"Chaeyoung-"
Chaeyoung pinched Lisa's nipple between her fingers, eliciting a surprised cry of pain from the brunette. "You'll get it when I decide you get it."
Slowly as she could, she slipped one finger into Lisa's wetness, which wasn't nearly enough for her to truly feel much other than taunted; she curled that finger, pressing against Lisa's sensitive muscles, but did not move in a pace which would have pleasured her. No, she simply grazed that spot before pulling out her finger and returning to taunting Lisa's sex, Lisa's quiet whimpers and begs of release growing with each passing minute.
Lisa was so far into her arousal that she didn't hear the doorbell ring. Chaeyoung did, and found this the perfect way to taunt Lisa even further. And so she got up, and grabbed an odd pair of shorts and a shirt, receiving a confused whimper from Lisa and ignoring it altogether as she headed out of the room for what felt to Lisa like an eternity.
She was dripping, she was desperate, and she needed Chaeyoung to come back and finish what she'd started. And so each passing second was to her like torture, and when Chaeyoung finally did come back, she saw that Lisa had reached the point where she'd been taking her.
"Chaeyoung, please," Lisa begged, "Please, just let me cum. Please."
Chaeyoung hummed and ran a hand along Lisa's side and up to her jaw, her thumb brushing over her lips gently before her lips claimed them with demand. "That's what I was looking for," she murmured.
In record time, she was wearing the strap, and Lisa was so eager for her to just fuck her that she couldn't even speak. Chaeyoung, on the other hand, still wanted to take it slow, to push Lisa to the limits of her tolerance; and so she climbed over Lisa, and pushed into her so slow as one could, but even that slight movement had Lisa whimpering. Inch by inch, Chaeyoung pushed the strap into Lisa, until their hips met and she looked into Lisa's eyes to find them full of lust and sheer content. She kissed her then, and Lisa was so hungry for her, hungry for more, that it was to Chaeyoung as though she were made of pure lust. Never parting their lips, she began moving her hips, slowly, the toy moving in and out of Lisa and eliciting moans and whimpers from her lips. The friction between Chaeyoung's hips and Lisa's clit was also an added bonus, but even so, it wasn't enough to get her over the edge which she'd been kept on for the good part of the half an hour.
"I need more," Lisa breathed, "Chaeyoung, please, don't do this so slow."
Chaeyoung stopped moving her hips altogether and looked Lisa in the eye.
"Tell me how you need it."
Lisa shuddered. "I need it hard, I need it rough, I need you to fuck me, Chaeyoung, not make love to me."
Chaeyoung froze for a second. "Is that what you think I'm doing?"
"I don't see any other reason why you'd be so slow."
"You don't want me to make love to you?"
Lisa's expression softened. "Don't distract me. I need you to fuck me now. You teased me, taunted me. Please. Don't leave me hanging."
Chaeyoung kissed her, but this time it wasn't rough; it was gentle and soft, and Lisa found herself utterly confused.
"But just so you know, love-making isn't off the list," she stammered. "But please, Chaeyoung. I'm...fuck me. Please."
Chaeyoung quirked an eyebrow and sat up. "I thought I was supposed to have the control?"
"Chaeyoung, you have all the control. Please."
She looked down at her girlfriend and smiled. Lisa was lying before her, hands tied and legs spread, the strapon still buried deep within her, a look of utter desperation and plea within her eyes. It was all just too precious. "Say it."
Lisa bucked her hips slightly. "Fuck me. Take me. I'm yours."
Chaeyoung hummed. "There's my good girl."
She fucked Lisa hard and rough, and for so long that by the end, Lisa was incapable of any coherent thought whatsoever; Chaeyoung had pounded into her mercilessly, in just the fashion that Lisa had asked for, and hadn't stopped when Lisa had climaxed - no, that had only driven her to change things up, not giving Lisa any breaks in between being fucked with the strapon and having her mouth in between her legs. Chaeyoung's tongue had coaxed Lisa to her third orgasm, and the cry that had left her lips when she had climaxed had echoed in the apartment. After that third orgasm, Chaeyoung noticed Lisa growing tired, and decided she'd had enough. She had no desire to burn Lisa out, not when she'd taunted her for so long - they'd had a long night before, after all.
She untied Lisa's hands as gently as she could, pressing kisses where she saw the silk belt had dug into Lisa's skin, and Lisa watched her, completely spent and exhausted from everything. Her head was swimming with the aftermath of all her pleasure, and the look which she gave Chaeyoung made her stomach do an infinite number of flips. She gathered Lisa into her arms and laid down onto the bed, still pressing kisses along her skin. She felt like she needed to thank Lisa, because the brunette had been so good. She was so beautiful that Chaeyoung felt that she had to apologize for being so rough before, that she had to make up for the cruelty she'd exhibited earlier with an infinite number of soft kisses and caresses. Lisa let her, and enjoyed every second of it.
"You were amazing," Chaeyoung murmured into Lisa's ear, "So good."
Lisa sighed and settled herself better into Chaeyoung's arms, her head coming to rest against Chaeyoung's shoulder. "Mhm."
Chaeyoung traced a finger along Lisa's spine and toyed with the stray hairs at the back of her neck. "My girl," she whispered. "Mine." She kissed Lisa then, as softly as one could, and Lisa smiled into the kiss.
"Mine," Lisa repeated. "You're mine."
Chaeyoung chuckled. "Yes, I'm yours."
"Even though sometimes it feels more like I'm yours and you're yours."
The older woman sighed then. "Trust me when I say this, Lisa. I've never been anyone's, but I'm yours."
Lisa was quiet, and Chaeyoung knew she was unconvinced.
"I've never let anyone top me."
"What?"
"Never."
"But you let me."
"Because I trust you."
"Because you're mine."
"Yes, Lisa, because I'm yours."
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