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02 January 2011 @ 09:38 pm
"Song of Loyalty" - Chapter 1  
Title: Song of Loyalty
Chapter: One
Author: Himu (purinchun )
Rating: NC-17
Wordcount: 1427
Genre: Alternative Universe, smut, drama, romance
Fandom: Girls' Generation (SNSD)
Characters/Pairings: Yoona/Taeyeon, small appearance by Park Jungsoo (Leeteuk)
Summary: The beginning of a bumpy relationship.

This is an alternative universe fanfiction.

She spoke under her breath, her words almost not coming out.

“ Taeyeon… faster… p-please…”

Responding to the demand, she quickened her pace. With her head in between Yoona’s spread-out legs, her tongue stopped teasing her clit, lightly brushing against it one last time before she licked her way lower.

“T-Taeyeon!” Exclaimed the other, impatient.

The older one then put her tongue inside of her, slowly, savoring the taste. She twisted her tongue, moving it in and out. Yoona moaned, her hips rocking slightly to the rhythm created by Taeyeon’s tongue. It began to move just a little faster, brushing against the walls of Yoona’s pussy, causing her to spread her legs even more, her loud breathing turning into panting. Her patience grew thinner by the second.

Amongst the slow movements, Taeyeon forcefully inserted her whole tongue inside, catching Yoona by surprise. She let out a scream of pleasure, her hands tightly gripping onto the bed sheets. She tried to regain her breath, but there was no time; Taeyeon was not done yet. Still inside, her tongue moved in circles, progressively faster, her hands massaging Yoona’s inner thighs. She wanted to hear her name be screamed out. One climax was not enough.

Panting again, Yoona let out a whimper, arching her back and she rocked her hips in a circular motion as well, not being able to resist the older one. Taeyeon smirked as things seemed to be working out to her favor. She began to suck on the other’s pussy, Yoona’s delicious juice filling her mouth and dripping slightly from her red lips. The sound of heavy rain hitting the window along with the other’s repeated moans were like a beautiful symphony to her.

Without wasting time, Taeyeon brought one of her hands closer to her face, quickly slipping her tongue out and pushing two fingers in. Yoona let out a slightly louder cry this time, her panting matching the rhythm of the wind that blew outside. Taeyeon moved her two fingers in slowly, in a wavy motion. In. And out. In. And out. In. And out. Without prior warning, she put in a third finger, causing Yoona to lift up her waist for a moment, letting out another whimper. Taeyeon smirked widely, licking her bottom lip. This was it. She needed to hear Yoona come once more. She moved her three fingers calmly, almost teasingly, first in circles and then in no specific rhythm. Yoona hit a fist against the bed, her frustration showing. Taeyeon let out a chuckle before her fingers sped up, moving rapidly in and out. Yoona was panting faster and faster, the moment soon to come.

Taeyeon forced in a fourth finger.

“T-TAEYEON!” Yelled out Yoona, louder than before, somehow finding energy for such a scream under such a lack of breath. The older one removed her four fingers, licking the wondrous juice off of them. She peeked up from between Yoona’s legs, looking at her.

“You called?” She grinned deviously, lifting an eyebrow. The other, however, couldn’t respond. With her head against the pillow, she breathed loudly, her eyes closed. Taeyeon chuckled at her, kneeling up on the bed for a moment before lying beside Yoona, staring at her while she caught her breath. Sweaty, with her hair on her face, out of breath, under simply the dim light from a crescent moon. She has never looked so beautiful, Taeyeon thought, her clean hand removing Yoona’s hair from her face.

“You… You….” Mumbled the younger girl, her face tilting slightly to catch a glimpse of Taeyeon.

“I what?”

“You…… damn.”

They laughed.

“Am I supposed to be offended or what?” asked Taeyeon, who shifted her entire body to the side to look at the other better.

“I should’ve let you do the fucking a long time ago…”

“I told you to not underestimate me.”

“Great things come in small packages I suppose,” stated Yoona, turning her head entirely to fully absorb that view of Taeyeon. Although mostly darkness filled the room, Taeyeon’s snowy white skin almost glowed, her petite figure making her seem almost like an angel. Well... a naughty little angel. She turned her body to Taeyeon’s direction, resting her head on her palm. A thin smile covered her face, her lips gleaming like rubies as she was bathed by the moonlight that was finally freed from clouds.

Taeyeon grinned back at her, a hand reaching out to her face, slowly brushing against her cheek with her thumb. The other widened her smile, letting out an embarrassed chuckle, placing her own hand above Taeyeon’s, grasping onto those tiny and soft fingers. It was their tenth time together. For some it’d seem like not much, but it was a significant moment for them.

Yoona and Taeyeon had a rather complicated relationship. Not due to conflicts among themselves, but with everything around them. One a junior, the other a senior, the two had been secretly together for around eight months. Yes, ‘around’. The true start of their relationship was rather hazy, as they had been eyeing each other for a little over a year.

* * *

“I think I love you,” whispered Taeyeon, bending her neck upwards, her eyes fixated on the taller girl.

December 5th, 2007. The two found themselves stuck in the costumes closet backstage. It was the long awaited day of the drama club’s presentation of Grease.

“…. Excuse me?” mumbled Yoona, not quite sure what to say. She scratched the inside of her ear, reassuring nothing was obstructing her hearing.

The two had volunteered to help backstage. Well, rather, Yoona had volunteered. Taeyeon followed along, in another desperate attempt to get closer to her long-legged muse. As both were asked to grab something for the next act, they missed out on the warning on the door that clearly stated: “Broken knob, do not close this door.”

“I love you.”

Trapped in that small space, the clothes surrounded them, as if pushing them towards each other. Yoona’s eyes were wider than ever before, pursing her lips as she kept staring down at the older girl, dumbfounded. Taeyeon continued to look at her, trying to maintain a serious look, though her shaky legs gave away her nervousness over the situation. An awkward silence filled the closet, as they simply stood there, staring at each other.

“I…” began Yoona, with a stuttering voice. Taeyeon twitched slightly at the sound of the other’s voice, swallowing dry as fear consumed her on the inside, furrowing her eyebrows as she looked at Yoona, desperate for a reply to her confession.

There was a loud knock on the door. Yoona tilted her head to look at it, hoping Taeyeon would too, but turned her head back only to find that the shorter one continued with her eyes fixated on her, not moving a muscle. It was as if the only frequency her ears were picking up were those matching with Yoona’s sweet voice.

There was a second knock on the door, a harder one, followed by a kick. This time both the girls jumped a bit, startled as the door opened. It was Jungsoo.

“Damn, you two are lucky I suspected someone was stuck in here!”

Taeyeon looked at him with a crooked smile, then faced Yoona again, serious.

“I… have to go.” Yoona stormed out of the closet, bumping against the young man before continuing on, running off to somewhere.

“What’s her problem?” he asked, puzzled. But Taeyeon wasn’t listening. She kept staring at the spot Yoona was just a few seconds ago. Her eyebrows twitched as she tried to hold back tears, her legs shaking a little. Jungsoo came closer to her, placing a hand on her shoulder and bringing her back to reality.

“Are you okay? Did being locked in here traumatize you that much?” he chuckled awkwardly, trying to lighten up the mood.

“I-I was just scared no one would realize I was missing,” she mumbled, looking at him and forcing a laugh. “T-Thanks,” she said, before leaving as well.

The musical was not over yet, but she couldn’t bear to stay. She put on her raincoat and took her backpack, leaving through the back door of the auditorium. The rain was strong, wetting her long wavy chocolate hair, yet she was too consumed in her sadness to bother placing the hood over her head. She allowed her tears to blend with the rain as she made her way out of the school, heading home.

For the first time, I wish no one would realize it if I went missing.
気分: accomplished
「カロリーナ」purinchun on April 11th, 2011 03:59 am (UTC)
Chapter 2 is out, sorry for taking so long: http://community.livejournal.com/kuroitango/1889.html