Relationship: Yoohyeon x Reader

Category: Smut

Tags: slight dom/sub, dom reader, sub Yoohyeon, insecurities, friends to lovers, l-bombs awkward sex, countdown, first time

Word count: 3072

Summary: Yoohyeon is the reader's best friend. Just best friend. Nothing more. So why can the reader feel a hand under her shirt in the middle of the night ?

A/N: the translation might be less good than usual (don't hesitate to check my profile to discover my own oneshots collection!)

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Yoohyeon and you have been friends since high school. You have never stopped talking to her since then, because she has always been lovely and caring. You often admired her for being patient with people and not holding grudges. She really was a pure woman and you were glad you could still be by her side today.

The only downside was that she was often busy. Yoohyeon was not regularly free to see you and it could rarely be outside. With her job as an idol, her every move was followed and it was complicated to see each other. However, she was really determined to come by your house once in a while because she probably loved you as much as you do. But since she has started to spend her time on stage... It was often that you looked at her, admired her. Yoohyeon had a precious and clear voice, and danced in such an attractive way. You thought it was really since that time that you realized that you considered her more than a friend.

You've never talked to her about it, obviously. Your best friend was an idol, how could you live up to that? Yoohyeon would probably yell at you if she knew what you were thinking right now, because she didn't like you to put yourself down.

You loved everything about Yoohyeon. The way she blushed and hid her embarrassment when she was complimented. Her focused face when she was invested in her work. The curves of her body when she wore clothes that revealed them.

And you spent this night by her side. You always slept together whenever you could, since your relationship was never ambiguous. But things have changed on your side since then...

Jiu and Dami came to your home with Yoohyeon because they were the most curious members about you. They really wanted to meet you, to know who Yoohyeon talked about so much. The two of them slept in the living room, because it was the only place where there was enough space.

It was hard to sleep so close to Yoohyeon when you knew the nature of your feelings for her. The room was almost completely dark, but you could guess the figure of your friend next to you. You could make out her two-toned hair and her shoulders; as the rest of her body was hidden by the sheets.

Finally, after turning over, you were able to fall asleep.

You were still dizzy from your tiredness when you woke up. You couldn't make out what was going on but... You seemed to feel a touch. A hand under your shirt? In the middle of the night? Who–? Yoohyeon?!

You weren't lucid enough to believe that it was very fucked up that you stayed still to try to understand. You still had your back to her and her hand was definitely coming from behind you. It was touching your skin, from under your top. It was on your stomach. Shit, it was coming up to your breasts.

You shivered as her finger caressed your hardened nipple. What the hell was going on? What could you do? Why was Yoohyeon acting like this? What if it wasn't Yoohyeon?

At your last questioning, you almost panicked, and you didn't want to feel ashamed in hindsight so you finally dared to turn around.

It was Yoohyeon in front of you. You found her with her eyes closed. Was she sleeping? Was she touching you in her sleep?

You thought it was so absurd that you couldn't help but laugh. Her hand was still on your breast, touching it lightly. Then the movement stopped. No... It felt so good...

Yoohyeon moved, and her eyes opened and instantly landed on you. You were staring at her. Her gaze lowered to her hand. She withdrew it right away, abruptly, wide-eyed and completely embarrassed. She mumbled and stammered apologies but nothing was clear.

Maybe your fatigue and the darkness gave you boldness, or maybe it was that you hadn't given yourself enough time to think when you blurted out, "That felt... Nice."

You immediately regretted those words. She seemed even more embarrassed and you were now too. Yet, her gaze planted in yours. "Is it true?" She seriously asked.

Her eyes sparkled in the dark and Yoohyeon looked sincere in asking this question. Why? "Yes...," you dared to answer.

Her gaze went back to where her hand was while she was sleeping and she seemed to hesitate. "I...," she began. "No, nothing, forget it."

"What is it?" You insisted.

"Can I... do it again?" She asked. You doubted. What would happen between you? How would your relationship evolve? There was no way you wouldn't know what was going to happen. Even if you didn't deepen your interaction... It was already too much. You liked her differently than she liked you and you didn't want to lose your friendship because of that.

You cursed your tiredness for not following logic enough... Your hand went to hers to grab it. You paused for a moment before pulling it towards you and placing it under your shirt, between your breasts. Then you left it there, letting it wander over your skin. Yoohyeon stared at your top as if she could directly see what she was doing. Her face was serious, almost cold, but she just seemed very focused on her actions.

Very gently, her long fingers teased your skin, shifting until they touched one of your breasts. Yoohyeon gently passed over your still hard nipple. Her curious fingers stayed there especially, tracing imaginary circles on it. You couldn't help but be aroused by her actions and your breathing became very heavy.

Her second hand joined the first, wrapping your other breast. This time she gently squeezed it, massaged it. Yoohyeon's caresses brought you so much pleasure that you were no longer able to look at her and closed your eyes. But her voice caught your attention. "Does...Does it...feel good?"

"Y-Yes..." you claimed. "Keep going..."

She caressed your skin, pinched your nipples, massaged your breasts, for long minutes. You didn't know where this was going to take both of you, but you had a desire rising inside you. "Yoohyeon..." you whispered.

"Yes?" She responded.

"Can I... Can I do it too?" you hesitantly asked.

You opened your eyes to stare into hers. She stopped moving to look at you. After thinking about it, she finally answered, "Yes."

So, in turn, you brought your hands to her body. You reached under her shirt, lifting it up a bit, and immediately saw Yoohyeon's flat muscular stomach. You ran your hand flat over it to enjoy those blatant abs that were becoming more and more prominent as time went on. Then, as you climbed up, you sensed that she was wearing a bra and that it would be difficult to remove it. So you acted as if it wasn't there by searching for her nipples through the thin fabric. Your thumbs caressed them as you found them and you smiled. Her breasts were perfect for your hands and touching them felt very good even though you weren't directly in contact with Yoohyeon's skin.

You moved your body closer to hers, as you hated the distance between you both more and more. You put one of your arms around her waist to get closer to her. From now on, you were surrounding her back while continuing to enjoy her chest. But you weren't satisfied at all. You felt the desire for more. You felt the need for more.

So, your hand went down, your fingers brushed the entire length of her belly until they stopped at the edge of her bottom. Could you? That was the question you were silently asking as you looked into her eyes again. And Yoohyeon didn't seem lucid anymore. Her half-open mouth took short breaths before she uttered, "Go ahead."

And you went. You went under her comfortable pants, but stayed above her panties. You went past her pubic bone to directly find her most sensitive spot. Your fingers went back and forth along her slit several times to get started. Yoohyeon let out a lovely moan. It encouraged you to continue, to want to do more, to go further.

When you got under her panties, you were no longer thinking about your friendship, about how things would be the next day... All you were interested in was the pleasure you were about to give her, to offer her. Your fingers quickly met her warm flesh, already very wet.

She kept sighing loudly every time you went a little deeper. Your soaked index finger went up to gently encircle her clit, or at least where you guessed it would be. And hearing her moan, you were sure you weren't wrong.

Yoohyeon was whispering your name, repeating it, as if she was pleading with you. What more did she want? Her soft voice was caressing your ears and you loved listening to her like that. You loved that you were the one making her sigh when one of your fingers entered her, feeling how tight she was. "Please...Please, please..." What was she whispering that for? "Fast– Faster...Please..."

So that was what she wanted. And your only desire was to fulfill her wishes. You used the arm that had remained around her back to continue stroking her clit, picking up the pace, while your already present hand stayed a little lower. Then you let a second finger slide in with the first, expanding the pressure that penetrated her. In response, her body tensed and her hand came to grip your top. As your fingers sank inside her, while her clit was stimulated on the outside at the same time, she squirmed around you. Even though she was making it harder for you to do it, you found it really adorable.

Her voice whispered your name over and over and it was only turning you on. Hearing her be immediately expressive was very encouraging and gave you strength even when you started to get sore. "Ahh– S-Soon I–," she uttered.

You could understand what she was trying to tell you, because her body spoke very well for her. "Want me to help you?" you offered.

"What do you mean?"

"I can do a countdown and...When I reach zero, you can come," you clarified.

Yoohyeon didn't answer right away, probably trying to think through her daze caused by the lustful euphoria. Wanting to observe her reaction, your eyes settled on her face: hers were closed and her lip was stuck between her teeth. Then she nodded, "Yes, please." She spent her time begging you and it was just as exciting as hearing her adorable moans, if not more.

"10," you began. She sighed. "9." She squirmed. "8." You sped up. "7." She laid her forehead against yours. "6." A groan. "5." The half remained. "4." She squeezed your top even tighter. "3..." You pushed your fingers in further. "2..." So close... "1..." She was no longer screaming. You paused and... "0..."

Yoohyeon started breathing again, she had come. Her walls tightened, clenched around your fingers. Her body wriggled close to you again.

Despite her lack of air, she had just done something incredible.

Yoohyeon was kissing you.

And the feeling was incredible. Her half-open lips collided with yours, and her tongue awkwardly sought yours. It was your turn to feel dizzy. You had fallen in love with her, you had had the opportunity to make her come, and now she was kissing you. Your stomach was churning and your whole body was reacting positively to the kiss, like a cure for all ills. You were melting under the touch, while both of her hands were clutching your top. You had finally removed your hands from her wet folds and placed them on her hips.

The kiss was passionate and you didn't imagine Yoohyeon capable of so much. Maybe you were too used to her innocent and pure image. In any case, it was not to your dissatisfaction.

When the air became necessary, her mouth left yours. Then, tired, she put her forehead on your shoulder, panting.

You didn't know what to say, or what to do. Could you hug her? Could you treat her tenderly? Did you have the right to do so? You stared at the top of her head as your thoughts raced through your mind. You tortured yourself with questions, hesitating to give yourself the right to touch her in a different way. Finally, you let your feelings take over. Shyly, you put a hand on her back. Your hand was awkward, embarrassed. It was gently brushing Yoohyeon's skin through the cloth she was wearing.

When your friend snuggled up to you even more, tangling her legs with yours, your heart warmed. You continued to caress her back, not knowing what else you could allow yourself to do. However, that was enough for you. For now, you needed nothing more than to be glued to the body of the girl you loved.

Lulled by a certain fear that Yoohyeon would regret your moment of intimacy the next day, you finally fell asleep with her head on your shoulder.

When you woke up, your nervousness increased when you noticed that Yoohyeon was no longer sharing your bed with you. What if she had already left? What if she told Jiu and Dami what happened by talking badly about you? What if you disgusted her? What if she hated you?

You didn't give yourself any more time to mope and made the decision to get out of bed. You positioned yourself against the closed door of your room for a moment to consider the situation. Finally, you could make out three voices in the next room. They were there, all of them. Yoohyeon was there.

You turned down the handle, took a deep breath, and stepped into the corridor. You were soon in the living room, and you noticed that Yoohyeon had her back to you. Caught in a burst of boldness, you regained your confidence and walked over to your best friend. You weren't really listening to what they were saying to each other, but Yoohyeon uttered "But this is super awkward! How–"

Your forearm slid down her waist until your hand positioned itself on her hip. You had decided to take a chance. "Good morning, Yoohyeon," you said. Maybe your voice was lower than expected but it had its effect. Your friend hid her face with her hands and blushed. Jiu and Dami smiled when they saw you acting like this. Had Yoohyeon shared everything with them?

"Dami and I are going to make breakfast, I hope we can use your kitchen?" Before you could ask anything, the older one spoke up.

"Uh... Yes, of course," you allowed.

"We'll leave you with Yoohyeon," Dami added, "you definitely shouldn't let her use a kitchen if you care about your place." Your friend didn't even protest and surprisingly didn't react to the barb. Your arm hadn't left her body and you were a little soothed to see that she didn't seem hostile to the contact. But Yoohyeon was clearly embarrassed and you didn't know what to say to start a conversation. It was blatant that her friends had left both of you alone so you could talk about your night. Whose duty was it to make the first move?

"Yoohyeon?" you started.

"No, but you know, I really don't want things to get weird between us. I really like you...I mean, that's not what I meant...Well, I do, but...I just..." Her speech rate was very high. Perhaps Yoohyeon had potential as a rapper after all. Her hesitant eyes sought yours. Your gazes locked and you faced her completely, daring to wrap your second arm around her waist. Her mouth opened, perhaps in protest, but you were quickly reassured. "I really enjoyed what happened last night and...I don't regret it," she confessed.

This is what she wanted to announce. Those words meant a lot. No, last night was not a mistake. You tried desperately to string words together, to no avail. So, to express what you wanted, you slowly brought your face towards hers. Your gaze wandered to her lips and then back to hers. Did Yoohyeon want it as much as you did?

Your tongue came to moisten your lips to apprehend what you were about to do. You leaned in until you felt her breath on your mouth. And, as if to seal something true, you kissed her.

That night, your kisses were passionate. Here, it was tender. Slow. Gentle. Loving.

"Yoohyeon..." You whispered after peeling yourself away from her lips. "For months, I...I've loved you. But not in the same way as before, not the way we used to tell each other when we were in high school. It's different, and it makes me want to kiss you."

"So...If that's how you love me...Then I love you, too," Yoohyeon admitted.

This time, the warmth inside you spread to your flushed cheeks and even throughout your stomach. Fluttering made your whole heart sparkle as Yoohyeon placed her mouth on your big smile.

Inside you, you felt a huge relief. Nevertheless, your thoughts caught up with you... What was about to happen now?

"What are we now?" you worried. "I want us to be more than friends."

"Will you..." she started. "Be my girlfriend?"

Your smile grew even wider. "Yes...Yes, yes. A thousand times yes!" You giggled as you hugged her, and her hands settled on your neck. "What about your career, Yoohyeon?"

"The only thing we gotta do is to hide. But I don't want to stop myself from experiencing something with someone as wonderful as you. But we'll continue as discreetly as we always have. We'll be fine," she reassured you.

"We'll be fine," you repeated, getting lost in your thoughts. You really didn't think you could live up to the person Yoohyeon had become. You listed many qualities to her and didn't think you could be presented alongside her. But she had chosen you. She had chosen you and it was not the easiest way. This proved her sincerity and reassured you.

Maybe for once it was a good thing that your feelings had taken over your reason...