Relationship: Siyeon x Younger Reader (JiU and SuA mentioned)

Categorie(s): Fluff, Smut

Tags: slight dom/sub, top Siyeon, bottom reader, birthday, presents, oral sex, fingering, ownership, mention of foursome

Word count: 5280

Summary: This is the reader's birthday, and Siyeon is willing to make this day very special, through cute and hot moments.

A/N : This is a very special story. It is very dear to me and dedicated to a very special friend. Happy birthday 💙

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"Happy birthday, jagiya." No sooner had you opened your eyes than your wife's husky morning voice tickled your ears. You couldn't help but smile, your cheeks turning in a pinkish color.

The curtains still covered the windows of your bedroom, yet a few bold rays of sunlight dared to enter the room. These helped you catch a glimpse of Siyeon's smile as she laid beside you. Her big, sparkling, loving eyes were focused on you, their dark color gradually hidden by her wide smile.

"Unnie, good morning." You turned completely in order to face her.

Her gentle hand came to rest on your cheek to caress it. Her fingers moved a lock of your hair behind your ear. You could simply have stayed there and watched her look lovingly at you, if only her hand hadn't come to rest on your skin. Her fingertips drew lines along your neck and shoulder.

Then you remembered, without quite being awake yet, that the previous night had been so hot that you had taken off your clothes before going to bed. Now your whole body seemed vulnerable and at Siyeon's mercy. You knew her well enough to know that she was very likely to take advantage of this, especially if she was already starting to tickle your skin. But, of course, as usual, she assured herself, "This ok?"

"Yes," you agreed without hesitating, for no sooner had she started touching you than you wished she would never stop.

That said, you remembered that your wife had also slept naked; that the night before had been comfortable, and that your touching skins had been pleasant and reassuring. So…why was Siyeon wearing a shirt? It was a loose, touchable garment that she was sometimes wearing at home.

Your thoughts were, in any case, cut off by your wife when she pulled the comforter away from your body, which had been hidden by it until then. The cool air, added to her fingers brushing your skin made your nipples already hard.

Her hand didn't wait before cupping one of your breasts. She was only massaging it, but you could already feel your body reacting. Her big, soft hand was touching you, and you couldn't stay still. You quickly found yourself lying on your back, Siyeon straddling you. She towered over you, she and her beauty. Her and her loose shirt. Her and...the lingerie she wore underneath? You could see her panties sticking out, and you recognized them. She hadn't worn them to bed. What could she have been doing since this morning? What had she planned for your birthday? You were confused, and a lot of questions were keeping your mind busy, but your wife kept you completely focused on her.

"You're so beautiful, baby..." Your wife seemed unable to take her eyes off your body. Her gaze swept over your entire body, from your shoulders to your belly. Her mouth even seemed to be capable of watering. Your body, under her, stretched out on the bed, naked just for her.

"Unnie...I want to see you, too..." Her eyes returned to seek your own. Siyeon smiled. She didn't ask you for any more politeness and her fingers settled on the buttons of her shirt without waiting.

Slowly, she undid them one by one. You knew her eyes were locked on yours, but you wanted to enjoy the show above all else. Your gaze was locked on her body, as if bewitched by her beauty. Yes, beauty. That's what you saw. Siyeon's body was beautiful. Her tanned skin under the rays of the morning sun was gradually revealed by the fabric she was sliding down her arms. Maybe she was trying to be sexy, but you couldn't see anything but her beauty.

She continued her gestures to get rid of her bra too. It was black and fancy. She'd chosen it for you. You loved to see her wear it. But you loved to see her take it off, too.

You could have stayed like that for hours; it was a beautiful sight. Siyeon was beautiful.

Your thoughts were finally cut off by her hands reaching for yours. Her soft skin slid over yours, and your fingers were placed on her hips. She wanted you to hold her, to admire her, to enjoy the gift that she was. But if she really was the gift that awaited you, then every day with her felt like a birthday.

Her skin was so smooth, so soft. You couldn't stop touching her. It wasn't even necessarily sexual attraction that magnetized your hands to her body, but rather admiration. It was impossible to stop touching such beauty.

Her dark hair flowing over her collarbones, her shining eyes, the shape of her face, her lips. Her bare face. Her shoulders, her arms, her breasts, her belly. Her back, her hips, her butt, her thighs. Her tattoos. She was simply a beauty. And you held it in your hands.

Your mind looped like that for a moment, before her voice called to you. You loved her voice, too. A giggle escaped her when she saw that you were hypnotized. You loved her laugh, too.

Your sexual desire, which until then had been burning in your belly, had disappeared. You were charmed, captivated. However, your wife had no intention of letting you observe her indefinitely, nor did she wish to abandon the lust that had guided her actions when you woke up. She broke the show by arching her back and leaning over you. Her warm lips settled on your neck, and you remembered. You belonged to this beauty, and she was yours. This beauty was your wife, and you had promised each other eternity.

She was your eternal gift.

Siyeon left many marks on your skin. You belonged to her, and she was showing you. "I love you so much," she occasionally whispered close to your ear, when she wasn't reminding you, "You are mine, babygirl." You could see the light, through the almost closed curtains, landing on her back and butt. What magnificent curves she had.

Her mouth finally went down to your breasts. Her lips wrapped around your nipple, and her fingers began to toy with the second. Her hair fell over your chest, gently tickling your skin.

However, Siyeon didn't let her tongue circle your nipples any more, for she was as impatient as you were. So, in a continuously gentle way, she gradually lowered herself. Her hands started following tenderly the lines of your body, like your breasts, belly and hips. She seemed to observe them with a kind of admiration, or deep love. She paused for a moment, letting your eyes meet, and said, "You're beautiful, jagi. Really."

How could her eyes contain both this obvious love and this growing lust?

You felt your heart quicken, and your stomach flip. A smile formed on your lips, as your wife continued her way to your thighs to kiss your skin again.

Without further ado, her mouth settled between your legs, where you already knew you were soaking wet. Her tongue played with your folds. The warmth of her tongue added to the one of your center, while your fingers tangled with her hair, awkwardly expressing your need for her to never escape. It was a sweet pleasure, the one of a mouth in love with your body, doing everything to fulfill you and make you happy. Her goal wasn't necessarily to make you come, but all she wanted was your happiness. And, indeed, having the love of your life satisfying you between your legs contributed very nicely to the smile that never ceased to light up your face.

Her tongue explored everything it could, greedily harvesting the fruit of your arousal. She seemed to hum with contentment against you, and you couldn't help but find the way she enjoyed giving you pleasure sexy, moaning with her.

Then, her mouth surrounded your swollen clit to suck on it gently. Those lustful noises made your head spin. Siyeon's love for you brought you as close to orgasm as the sweet stimulation you wished was infinite. Your fingers sank a little deeper into her hair as the climax of your pleasure drew ever closer.

"Unnie..." Your voice whispered her name over and over, without really knowing why. You were desperate, and less and less lucid.

"Are you getting close?" Siyeon noticed how your legs were almost trembling, so she wrapped her arms firmly around them to hold you against her. She was there, you could trust her, and let yourself go. That's what it meant.

"Yes," you confirmed, breathless.

"Go ahead, jagiya, come for me." Your mind emptied completely. Her voice guided the orgasm that overwhelmed your body, and her arms never stopped holding you tight. Your legs trembled as you relaxed in her arms.

It wasn't until your breathing resumed a normal rhythm that your wife began to speak again. "I'll get you some water, baby." You nodded silently, falling back onto the bed, and closing your eyes.

Before Siyeon had time to return, your eyes fell on the armchair beside the bed. Tears welled up at the edges of your eyes.

Then Siyeon returned. Her still almost naked body made you blush, but you didn't move. She placed the glass on the low table opposite the bed, and her eyes widened with concern. "Are you okay, baby?" She hurried over to you, and took her hands in yours. "What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"

"No, no." Even if words were hard to find, you had to at least reassure her: everything was fine. You finally looked at her, her gaze still shining with concern, and reassured her by explaining, "You got me flowers, unnie."

"Oh, baby." Relieved, she took you in her arms and smiled. Siyeon seemed amused by how emotional you were. "Of course I did. You deserve them. You deserve all the flowers in the world." Her lips placed thousands of kisses above your head, while her hand caressed your back.

Siyeon finally got up to do what had made her leave the room in the first place. She returned to you with the glass she'd filled with water. You let the cool water hydrate you as she stood up again. Her steps led her slowly toward the bouquet of flowers she'd bought. "Do you know why I chose these?" You shook your head, and, even though she didn't see you, she continued. "They're gypsophila. They're summer flowers, it must be fate." She reached for it and returned to the bed, her gaze planted in yours. "A bouquet like this means...'you have my love forever.'"

For a moment, you thought you were going to start crying for good. Instead, you realized how much you missed those beautiful lips. You set the glass of water down where you could, before getting forward to kiss your wife. This truth made you emotional, filled you with ineffable happiness.

Eternal love.

You wrapped your arms around her neck to pull yourself closer. Her arms came around your lower back to lift you up and carry you. She held your body against hers. Your naked skins touching. You shuddered. Overcome by your feelings for her, you kissed her intensely. You withdrew one of your hands to touch hers, and felt it. The ring she was wearing. You couldn't help but be overwhelmed with pride and happiness every time you were reminded of that promise of eternity. You would be with Siyeon forever.

Breathless, you let your mouths part, and your wife gently laid you back on the ground. You traced the lines of her face with your fingertips as she spoke again. "This is exactly how I want to love you. To be by your side every day in a mindful way. To realize how important it is. Reminding myself every day that our story is eternal, and that you're a treasure I want to take care of. I want to cherish you forever."

This time you were crying. So many indescribable emotions were running through you that the only way to express them was through tears. "I love you, Lee Siyeon. I love you so much."

"I know, I love you too."

The embrace that followed her tender declarations lasted a while. You felt good in her arms, and wanted nothing more. But today was your birthday, so your wife had other plans for you.

"We shouldn't hang around too long," she warned you, "this day is gonna be full of surprises." You looked up at her. "Presents are waiting for you in the living room, princess." She grabbed your hand to intertwine your fingers, then led you out of the room.

For another year, she showered you with floating balloons that covered the walls. She knew how much you loved them, so she'd blown up pink and blue ones to match your colors. You were amazed, even if the decoration didn't really surprise you.

Two carefully wrapped packages on the table caught your eye. One was very small, fitting into the palm of your hand. The other was a little larger, though not extraordinarily so. You were both excited and curious at the sight.

You turned back to her for a moment, and again took time to stare at her. It was an activity you did every day but couldn't get enough of. On the way to the living room, Siyeon had tied up her hair. As usual, it was in a low bun held in place by a clip. This hairstyle had multiple advantages. Her pretty and makeup free face stood out all the more. Her large forehead, her eyes, the shape of her face, her cheeks. Everything was highlighted. Another positive point was the exposure of her first tattoo. You loved her tattoos. They were part of the beauty of her body that you admired. The black ink that beautifully coated her sun-kissed skin. The letters, the symbols, the meanings. Everything was beautiful. Siyeon was beautiful. After another moment lost in your thoughts, which were focused solely on the one you loved, you resumed your observation of the house.

Your wife stood behind you while you contemplated your surroundings. Her chest was pressed against your back, and her arms were wrapped around your waist. This must have been one of your favorite positions. In her arms, where you felt safe and protected. Forever.

"Which one do I start with?" you asked her about the gifts.

"The smallest first." Reluctantly, you parted from her arms to join the table. You grabbed the designated package, and looked at the wrapping paper curiously. Without further ado, you removed the wrapping, revealing the gift hidden inside. "You'd been telling me about it for a while, so I thought–"

"Oh, unnie! Thank you!" You smiled at her, looking at the lipstick she had bought.

"I almost took several, but I wasn't sure. So I just focused on this one. Do you like it?"

"I'm happy you got it for me. I love it. I'll try it next time we go out!"

"Very soon, then. I'll take you out for lunch," she announced. You watched her eyes, as if they could tell you what Siyeon had planned. You were curious and eager to spend this special day with her. "When you've opened the second present, we'll have to sort out this problem of...clothes." An amused smile on her face, she looked you up and down. She was only wearing panties, but she was the most dressed of the two of you.

You tried to chase away the warmth coating your cheeks by focusing on the second package. The content took your breath away. "Are you crazy, baby? It must have been so expensive!"

"What better way to satisfy my girl than with a new purse? I know you'll use it, so it's worth it."

"But it must have been expensive! You should let me find fake ones that are more affordable."

"That's why we have separate bank accounts," she pointed out. "Do you like it?" You sighed, a big smile on your lips, before putting the purse down to throw yourself into her arms.

"You're an idiot. I love it. I love you so much."

Close to your ear, she smiles, "I know. Nothing like gifts to make you happy. Your happiness is priceless to me."

Finally, as Siyeon had planned to go out, you thought it was the perfect time to match your gifts to one of your outfits. That way, you could start using the lipstick and purse right away.

Side by side, you and your wife take your time getting ready. You choose one of your favorite dresses, matching the handbag, before putting on your make-up. At the end, satisfied, you looked at yourself in the mirror.

Your reflection was joined by Siyeon's own, who pressed herself against you. She put her hands on your hips and held you against her. "Look at you..." She couldn't take her eyes off you, observing you entirely, from head to toe. "You're beautiful, baby. So beautiful." Her hands started caressing your hips. "You're my princess. All mine..."

You were flushed. Her hand moved up to your hair to free your neck and place a soft kiss on it. "I'm proud of you, of who you are."

After watching you for a moment, Siyeon continued, "Come on, let's show the whole town who you belong to."

Her arm never left your waist, except for her hand resting on you instead. She guided you through the streets, talked to you, and let every passerby see that you were all hers. You loved it as much as she did. There was a certain sense of security in her actions.

In total, you'd spent hours with her. Siyeon had first taken you to a fancy, and rather luxurious restaurant, where she had hardly taken her eyes off you. Then, you'd simply spent time wandering around different stores without buying anything, where she'd always opened the door to let you in first. You shared your opinions on many clothes and cosmetics. During that part of the day, your wife also had a hard time letting go of you. She constantly wanted to have her hand on you, whether in yours or on your waist, as if her aim was really to show you off to anyone.

In other situations, you might have felt uncomfortable. What could be more dehumanizing than to be seen as a trophy on display? But this was different.

Siyeon really loved you.

She wasn't showing you off for her reputation, or anything like that. No. Your wife was proud of you, and of the couple you made. Holding you in the street, calling you nicknames in the stores, showing off her ring… She was simply expressing her pride and love. It was for the same reason that it motivated you to get a photo of your wedding in the living room. Out of love, out of pride, out of a deep bond between you. Siyeon was proud to be yours, proud that you belonged to her. She wasn't showing you off like a trophy. On the contrary, she showed you as a treasure. And you knew it. You could see it in her eyes every time she looked at you or talked about you.

There was love in her eyes.

When she'd step away for a moment to talk to a saleswoman and glance in your direction. When you were focusing on the colors of nail polish and she couldn't take her eyes off you. Her eyes were already beautiful, but her feelings made their dark brilliance even more precious. Her eyes were big, round, brown, bright, and in love. Siyeon was in love with you and it was written in her eyes. How could you have any doubts when her emotions lived on through her colored irises, and dilated pupils?

Siyeon was your eternal gift.

So many thoughts were turning your quiet mind upside down. Thoughts that kept making you emotional, even though your wife had advised you to rest. "The day's not over yet," she had warned you. "I'd rather you got some rest so you have enough energy for the evening ahead."

So you let your eyes rest while you listened to the music. But your mind couldn't stop. And it could only think of Siyeon. Before you knew it, tears were rolling down your cheeks. You felt so grateful and lucky at the same time. You couldn't have wished for a better match. You were an extraordinary duo, and no one else could suit you as well as she did. You were happy. So happy.

After your dinner, your wife soon sent you to the shower. She seemed in a hurry. As the hot water ran over your naked bodies, you saw Siyeon unable to take her eyes off you, again. All she did was stare at you, with a peculiar mischievous smile. You knew she was hiding the rest of the evening from you, and that it was a surprise. That said, the mystery was driving you crazy, because her gaze on you was so disconcerting.

"You know you're mine, don't you?" A nervous chuckle escaped you. The temperature of the shower was already too high for you — how Siyeon's body could relax with such heat would surely always remain a mystery to you —, but now it was your cheeks that were ardent. She was acting strange. Nevertheless, you weren't complaining. This kind of behavior made her all the more sexy.

So, when she whispered those words of possession again, close to your ear, and caught your lobe between her teeth, you gave in. You let her press you against the shower tiles, and even encouraged her by offering her the moan that had been wanting to slip from between your lips for long minutes. You wrapped your arms around her wet back as you held her close, and tilted your head to one side so she could leave an infinite number of wet and sloppy kisses from her pretty lips on the sensitive skin of your neck. Yes, you were hers. Completely hers. And you'd let her do anything to you; you trusted her.

Her hands traveled quickly over your body. They seemed to be looking for a place to rest, but continued their intense race. Her fingers caressed your shoulders, your arms, your back, your breasts, your butt, your thighs. You almost believed that Siyeon would never stop, until–

"Oh, unnie!" You gasped. Two of her fingers had slid along your folds to suddenly enter you. Surprise almost made you lose your balance, so you clutched her back.

"I knew I'd find you soaked like that, like always," she replied without further explanation. She was wilder than usual. Sure, you'd known her more intense before, but it was still a brutality you knew how to appreciate. You found no reason to complain, either, when she fell to her knees, right in front of you, and began to savor you noisily. It was you your wife was pleasuring, yet she seemed to be enjoying it as much as you were: she moaned between your legs. You clung to her wet black hair to try to stand, even though you could feel the strength of her arms around your thighs.

Faster than you could have imagined, an orgasm made your legs tremble. Normally, Siyeon would have continued. But for some reason that still escaped you, she stood up, smiling. That action frustrated you, and when you were about to object, she spoke up. "You need to save yourself for tonight, love. The day's not over."

At the end of your intense shower, Siyeon gave you time to dry your body on your own, quickly slipping away, indicating for you to join her in the bedroom. However, when you came into the indicated room, you didn't see her. You might have teased her for being so absent-minded as to have forgotten her own request, had you not seen what had been put on the bed.

Your eyes fell first on the note:
"Here's a new gift, angel. Dress for me and join me in the living room."

You almost thought your wife had gone crazy giving you so many presents, but when you saw what it was, you smiled, thinking it was mostly for her. You held out your arms to see in detail the lingerie she'd bought you. Silk. Pastel pink. Little bows. Totally your style. You didn't even realize the smile that lit up your face.

Before joining her, you spent a moment in front of the mirror, observing how you looked. You were confident. The lovely bows hiding your nipples were perfectly suited to the shape and size of your breasts. The bottom, a little more sophisticated, dressed up your hips and highlighted your belly and thighs. Siyeon had made a very good choice, and you couldn't wait to show her.

"Wow..." Your wife didn't know how to say anything else. She just smiled and walked towards you.

"Unnie...you–" You could hardly put your words together. What she was wearing was special, too. Not new, but still unsettling. Siyeon was your weakness. Black lingerie was another. So, the two of them together…
You were just a blushing, and stuttering mess. The way the lace sat on her soft skin, and the way the colors contrasted beautifully, had a certain tendency to make your heart flutter. You could have thought her sexy a thousand times, if the only thing that came to mind wasn't, "Beautiful..." Your voice was just a whisper. Yes, it was the perfect word. She was breathtaking.

Siyeon smiled. Just as gorgeous. "You too, jagi." Hands on your hips, she pulled your body toward her. "Do you trust me?" You nodded. Yes. A million times yes.

Without another word, she sat you down on the sofa and straddled you. Her mouth crashed down on your neck, and you could tell she was leaving plenty of marks. "I hope you know I own you, kitten. You're mine." She had placed these words close to your ear. Then she stood up. "I've got another present for you."

"Siyeon-ah! How long are you making us wait outside?" Of all the surprises she could have had in store for you, you certainly weren't expecting two women outside your door. You were speechless. You could hear them chatting warmly, as if your wife wasn't in lingerie, and as if she hadn't just turned you on.

After a moment you didn't know how to estimate, Siyeon came back to you. "What's going on is a bit crazy. You've often told me that you'd like to try it with extra people, and I've got some available friends for you to meet. As it was a surprise, I wasn't able to ask you beforehand, so you can refuse. You can say no, and they'll leave. The choice is yours."

Your gaze shifted to the guests as they approached you. You were certainly confident in your new lingerie, but you were still rather shy in front of two strangers, especially when they were still fully dressed.

The shorter of the two came to sit beside you. You were too embarrassed to look at her, so her petite hand grabbed your chin to turn your face towards her. "Don't be too shy, sweetie. Nice to meet you. You can call me SuA. But you're going to call me unnie." Your face was burning, and SuA must have felt it, or seen it. "Do you understand?"

"Y-Yes..." you finally whispered. You weren't even sure if your voice had really been heard, but her answer confirmed to you that it had been.

"Yes what?"

"Yes, unnie."

"Good girl. You're a quick learner. I feel like I could have a lot of fun with you."

The second woman sat down on the other side. With a slight chuckle, she said, "You should start slowly, SuA. She hasn't even decided if she wants us yet. I'm JiU. Call me whatever you like, princess. I'm very pleased to meet you, Siyeon has told us a lot about you. If you want us, I promise to take good care of the pretty girl you are."

You didn't know what your voice might sound like if you dared to speak at this moment, when you were panicking and seething inside, so you decided not to say anything. Your cheeks kept burning.

Your wife, with her gentle gaze, crouched down in front of you. You took advantage of her gesture to set your eyes on a familiar, reassuring face. "Well, baby? What do you think?"

A need to be soothed motivated you to take Siyeon's hand in yours. You weren't uncomfortable or uneasy, no. Instead, you felt a strong inner excitement, but also a lot of shyness. You simply needed...to get to know them, in a way. "Do you want them?" she asked again.

Your gaze fell on SuA's confident face, before sliding to JiU's gentle smile. Addressed to the latter, a few words escaped you in a whisper, "Kiss me..."

The night had been more than intense, and fatigue had finally set in. When SuA kept telling you how desperate and sexy you looked, or when JiU kept running her fingertips over Siyeon's marks with a smile, or when they were both between your legs, it was hard to think of anything but the pleasure and desire burning inside you. However, now that it was all over, the night getting deeper and deeper, and you being relaxed in your wife's arms, you could feel how sore your body was and how much it needed rest.

This meant you could have fallen asleep while Siyeon held you against her, but gratitude was stronger. "Unnie, thank you...Thank you so much. For everything. For this whole day by your side. For your presence in my life, today and every other day. I'm...really...happy. I'm happy with you. I feel so grateful." This feeling took possession of you. You didn't know what else to say.

"Of course, baby. It's my job to take care of you. Forever."

"I know..." Your voice cracked. Maybe it was fatigue, maybe it was the power of your emotions...In any case, a tear rolled down your cheek. But you were calm. Serene. Soothed. Reassured. Spoiled. Grateful. In love. Happy.

"Happy birthday," she reminded you, "sleep well, baby."

Your head on her chest, you could hear her heartbeat. It was reassuring. It meant several things. On the one hand, your wife was there for you, protecting you. On the other, she was being vulnerable to you. And, above all, it connected her to you. You felt connected to her. Your hearts beat in unison. Siyeon was everything to you. And that wasn't just an expression. She was your love, your happiness, your future, your family. She was everything.

Her precious presence enveloped and reassured you. Her body might already be asleep, but that didn't matter. The room was dark and silent, you were tired and your eyes were closed. Therefore, sleep was not far off. Your thoughts were less and less lucid. Everything was confused, and yet...so clear. Even when you weren't thinking about anything, one thing remained obvious: Siyeon. The two of you. The power of the love you felt for her. The gratitude, too. A new tear joined the previous one, and ended its journey on your wife's chest. She was there. She was there forever.