Relationship : Handong x Reader

Categorie(s) : Smut

Tags : slight dom/sub, dom Handong, sub reader, semi public, fingering, mirror, "kitten"/"princess"

Word count : 1935

Summary : A shopping trip between Handong and the reader gets out of hand when they decide to share the same dressing room...

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"Wanna try this one?"

Your girlfriend's voice pulled you from your thoughts. Your hands were caressing the fabric of a dress you were trying to project yourself into. "Maybe..."

"I'm sure it would look great on you, try it on!" Handong's support could only encourage you to try on the dress.

Later in the evening, you would go to SuA's place, a friend who was organizing a party for her birthday. The only downside was that the dress code was based on a "sexy" theme and you had nothing to wear that was really sexy...
You had almost wanted to cancel when she was so insistent on dressing sexy because you already knew how hard it would be. But at the same time, you could take advantage of it and charm Handong in public. Your lips rose in a smirk as you imagined her almost out of control without being able to resist you... Anyway, before arriving at that party, you needed an outfit. That's why your girlfriend and you found yourselves shopping at the last minute. Even if this point was mostly caused by your lack of organization.

So, after browsing the racks, you selected two different dresses to try on and find out which one would look best on you. When you got to the dressing rooms, you were glad when you noticed that it was doors that closed them, and not curtains. Whenever it was just a wavy, unstable fabric, you were never comfortable, afraid that someone might see you anyway.

When you wanted to enter a booth, Handong naturally followed you with a wide smile. "A-Are you... staying with me?"

"Yes, of course," she said with a sly smile. "I wanna be able to admire you, even outside the house." Embarrassed, cheeks flushed, you began to undress, keeping your gaze blank. You glanced at her face as you got into your underwear, and saw her catch her lower lip between her teeth. You didn't know if it was pride or embarrassment that made you so hot, but you could feel your cheeks burning even more.

Handong had leaned against one of the walls to watch you, one foot against it, with her arms crossed. Only then did you put on the first dress. It was white and went down to your knees. However, it created a big cleavage before going up in two thick straps.

It was really not the kind of clothing you were used to wearing and was therefore not very comfortable. And honestly you couldn't even tell if Handong's burning gaze was helping you or doing the opposite.

You grabbed your hair to put it all on one side, leaving your neck even more exposed. As you did this, you unintentionally attracted your observant girlfriend who continued to smile. She had peeled herself off the wall and moved closer to you. Her hand came to rest on yours and, very slowly, she kissed the area you had just cleared.

Her lips on your neck made you shiver and you couldn't hold it in. You were both facing the mirror so you could see her piercing dark eyes much better. She rested her head on your shoulder, stared at your reflection and slid close to your ear, "You are beautiful."

Everything was stirring inside of you. Call it what you will, butterflies probably, but no matter what it was... You could feel it. You couldn't hold back your smile, nor your growing blush.

"Go ahead, try the second one." Finally, she stepped back and placed herself back against the same wall, resuming her position. In the same way, you undressed, trying to ignore her eyes on you. You placed the white dress back on its hanger before wearing the navy blue one.

This one seemed to fit better with the idea of a "sexy" dress so it already had an advantage.

Except... The zipper in the back suggested an outside help. You didn't dare ask Handong to come and zip it up, considering how bold she had just been. You didn't want to give her another opportunity to turn you on, since this was definitely not the right place for it.

But you had no choice, and you sighed before looking for her gaze in the reflection of the mirror. Without turning around, you could make eye contact, and your silent request was immediately understood. Handong came back to you, and before zipping up, she stroked your back, challenging you with her eyes.

When her lips settled on the skin of your neck again, your eyes closed and a sigh escaped you.

The fabric molded your hips, your buttocks, your breasts. Even though she had just seen you almost naked, the sight seemed to turn her on a lot. Maybe your projection of her losing control during the evening was wrong... Because it was going to happen now.

Her hands came to rest on your shoulders as she locked her eyes on yours through the mirror. Her fingers slowly slid down your sides, passing over your ribs to your hips. That way, she went back and forth several times, without you really understanding her intentions.

"And this one is even better." You could feel her breath on your neck. You didn't know if she was whispering to be sensual or not to be heard from the outside. Then she kissed your neck again but this time longer, her hands gripping your stomach. "Your tits are gorgeous in that dress. Can I touch them?" Handong continued to whisper and had deposited her words very close to your ear. Your cheeks kept getting hot. Of course you were willing to let her touch you... As soon as her fingers traveled over your body, you felt a lot of love from her. You loved feeling that.

"Yes..." You didn't speak any louder than she did but she still understood and acted immediately. Her hands went up to your chest and she caressed it without taking her eyes off the reflection of yours.

"Look at you..." A kiss on your neck. "You look beautiful, kitten." A squeeze on your breasts. "Look at us..." Your nipples were now pointing, to the point where it was visible through the dark piece of clothes you had just put on. Handong had noticed it too and started tracing circles on them, and said with that same smirk, "I know your chest is sensitive, princess."

You bit your bottom lip to block out any sound that might have wanted to escape. "Shhhh, stay quiet, kitten." As if challenging you, Handong moved one of her hands down to your thighs. To your inner thighs... "Your skin is so soft..." You kept wondering if the place was really appropriate for something so intimate but you didn't care. The anticipation of the pleasure Handong would give you was beyond your reason.

"Are you still able to stay quiet if..." Her fingers reached your panties as they continued to roam. You didn't take your eyes off your reflection and you could see her smiling. Without hiding it, she was caressing with two of her fingers the most sensitive part of your body while her teeth caught your earlobe to nibble it gently. Fuck...

You almost hated her for forcing you not to make any noise. Despite your attempts, your breathing was getting very noisy.

"I love this dress but I admit I would rather take it off you, if you don't mind," she pointed out. It was the first time you could see what you looked like in such a setting and your eyes reflected so much how much you wanted it. You nodded, and then, without waiting, Handong pulled down the zipper she had lifted only a few minutes before.

She didn't even take the time to be gentle, and barely bothered to put the dress back on its hanger when she was already back touching you. She had resumed the same position, pressing her chest to your back and placing one hand back between your legs. This time you were wearing only your underwear and she didn't hesitate to go even under the fabric.

Naturally, you weren't necessarily loud, but having to remain completely silent seemed very difficult. However, you had no choice, and Handong enjoyed watching you struggle so much. "Ohhh, you poor kitten," she laughed.

At the same time she giggled, she decided to insert her middle and ring fingers inside you at once. In surprise, you were pretty sure you let a sound escape your lips, so Handong called you to demand, "Shhh, I asked you to be quiet," she whispered in your ear. "If you keep making noise, I'll have to stop."

One of her eyebrows rose, supporting her smile. You were absolutely submissive to her and could do nothing but obey her. And damn was it exciting.

You strained to look at both of you, admiring you through the mirror. You saw her diving back into your neck, tasting your skin again. Handong was taking care of it in her own way, which didn't mean in the gentlest of ways. She kissed it, caressed it with her tongue, stuck it between her teeth. You knew a mark would remain on it.

The sensations on your neck seemed almost paltry compared to the ones she was creating with her fingers, however.

With an unsteady will, you vaguely tried to curb your moans. Then, putting her threats into execution, Handong slowed down her movements. Her gaze locked onto yours.

"I told you to shut up, kitten."

With a frustrated sigh, you tried to convince her to resume her quick, powerful movements. Finally, she shifted the position you were in to press your back against the mirror. The coolness of the surface made you shiver, as much as because of the brutality of the gesture. Obviously, that didn't stop you from loving what she was doing to you.

Her fingers were again deep inside you very suddenly. She was completely neglecting her actions, acting rough; but that was perfectly what you liked. You loved that Handong treated you like a poor, inferior, desperate thing. You loved her domination.

To cover everything from your quietest satisfied sighs to your loudest moans, she captured your lips. She kissed you passionately and your noises found their way into her mouth, muffling them. Your tongue brushed hers absentmindedly. You were unable to concentrate on the movements of your mouth as you approached the highest point of your arousal.

"Well, princess? You can't stay up anymore?"

You didn't answer, preferring to take possession of her mouth once more. You moaned loudly, breathing very hard. Her impulses were getting stronger and stronger and you could only imagine how tired her arm must be. Your hands wandered up her back, held on to her top, dug into her skin.

And then the moment finally came. Your breathing froze. You pulled out from her lips. You let out a moan. You let your arms fall. You rested your head against the mirror.

Your thoughts were foggy and you didn't say anything. Handong finally spoke up, "That's my good girl."

She kissed you. It was tender. You slid your hands down her cheeks and she wrapped both arms around your waist. Your bodies were glued together.

You wish this moment could have lasted longer but she cut you off from your thoughts. "Get dressed, kitten. Let's go." Then, in a mischievous tone, she added, "Do you think anyone realized how long we've been here?" With a wink, she exited the dressing room to let you dress quietly.

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07.03

I'm finally starting this book, can you believe it? I've thought of it for a very long time but was always too lazy to actually make it. But here we are, finally :)